Chapter 6
When Archie opened his eyes the sun was streaming through the open front door. He sat up and looked around. He was alone and thought maybe he had dreamed last night. Hearing activity in the kitchen, he crawled off the couch and went to the door. Tina was fooling around in front of the stove. She had on a short robe, what else he didn't know, and her long legs looked even better than he remembered them from last night. She turned and looked at him.
"Good morning, gorgeous," she said, her eyes starting at his face and traveling downward. "How do you feel?"
"I feel great," Archie said. Surprisingly, he did. "Is it okay if I take a shower? I must smell like a bear."
"Sure, help yourself. There should be a clean towel in there somewhere." Her eyes twinkled. "I like bears, 'specially hairy ol' bears with big ol' cocks."
Archie glanced down, remembering he wasn't wearing any shorts and beat a hasty retreat for the john. Everything he had remembered from the night before was true. He turned on the shower, let it get lukewarm, and stepped in.
He knew she was in the shower with him without turning around. She stepped into the spray, still wearing her robe, and embraced him, turning her face up for a kiss. He kissed her hard on the mouth, the fire of last night returning with surprising urgency.
With her hair stringy and matted against her head, she kissed his lips and then his chin and on down over his throat. Bending her knees, she moved back and forth on his chest, sucking each little nipple into a hard button. She trailed on down his belly until she was on her knees and staring directly at his cock.
"I dig oral sex, too," she said, her voice funny and blubbery under the splashing water.
He gasped as she circled his pecker with her fingers, ovaled her lips, and closed over his cock head. The touch of her soft, warm mouth was unbelievable under the spraying water. His cock swelled hard and he started pushing into her mouth.
She sucked for several seconds, then feeling the tension in the backs of his legs, backed off. She looked up into the spray and smiled. "I'd like to suck you off, Archie, but I want to fuck worse."
Archie looked down at her and felt like superstud. "Let's try for both," he said, prodding against her lips with his cock.
She hesitated for a moment, then drew him in again. Her mouth was alive and hot, taking in his cock and then pushing out, and always sucking. Archie felt the weakness in his knees and fucked into her mouth. His knees almost buckled and he felt his nuts let go. His stuff spilled into her mouth, thick and rich. She held the head and jacked the staff, her mouth sucking him out like he was a cream filled chocolate. She drained his prick completely.
She got to her feet and peeled off the soaking robe, her skin smooth and glistening with water. "Come on, lover," she said, grabbing his hand, "let's go in on the couch."
Archie followed meekly, his legs still rubbery, the myth of superstud hanging shriveled and limp between his legs.
They left a trail of water from the bathroom to the couch where Tina quickly stretched out on her back. "Okay, ball me," she said.
"Have a heart, baby; I'm not superman," Archie whined.
"You promised," she said.
"I didn't promise."
"Well, you implied it."
He looked guiltily at the bedroom door, which was ajar. "Jack is probably up by now," he said, stalling.
She reached up and grabbed him. "Don't worry about Jack; he's still asleep," she said, pulling his head down. "Eat me."
Archie knew she wouldn't give up, so he let her push his face between her thighs. They were soft and smooth, and wet. She tasted like honey, sweet and pure, and he bent to his task, thrusting his long tongue into her cunt. He decided there really wasn't anything like youth, especially when it was hot, willing, and female.
"Ooooooh, baby," she sighed, her voice like the tinkle of a little silver bell. She held his face tightly against her crotch and lifted up with her hips.
He thought of little Donna back in Des Moines and how sweet she must taste. He thought of Jean, too, and felt a little guilt, like he was cheating on her. He reached down and felt his cock; to his surprise it lengthened in his hand. He sucked at her pussy, pulling at his dong until he was good and hard. She was ready, too, squirming like an eel out of water.
He raised up, under a mild protest, and held his cock for her to see. "A promise is a promise is a promise...." he said.
"I knew you wouldn't let me down," she said, stretching her arms out to him. "That's why I dig you so much."
Archie glanced furtively at the bedroom door while he eased down on top of her. She had hold of his cock.
"Don't fret about Jack, honey; he's probably watching."
"Huh?" Archie said.
She pulled him down by Ms cock. "I said don't fret, baby ... fuck!"
It was a new experience for Ardiie. He didn't understand the younger generation, but when he felt his cock slide into her wet pussy he decided to worry about it another time.
Since he had just made it, he thought he would last a year, but that sweet tight thing clamped around his cock and milked at him like the farmer's wife. She was frantic, twisting, jerking, lunging up against him, grunting and groaning all the while.
Archie tried, but he couldn't hold off and felt his balls cut loose. He pumped squirt after squirt, blubbering a stupid apology for coming so quick.
"It's okay, honey," she said, and wiggled out from under him. "Don't worry about it. Go and have a cup of coffee."
She jumped off the couch and dashed into the bedroom, leaving the door wide open. Archie sat up, afraid to look, still half expecting a raging husband on his back. Instead, within seconds he could hear the sweet symphony of sex, the bed springs ringing their happy tune loud and clear.
There's no modesty left in the world, he thought, and went into the bathroom and turned off the shower. He wasn't going to, but he glanced into the bedroom when he walked by. Jack was on his back on the bed and Tina was on top of him pounding away with a fury. He could see Jack's cock sliding in and out, the froth from her cunt soaking his hair.
He was in the kitchen drinking coffee when Jack bounced in, shaved, dressed, and full of life. Archie felt guilty as hell and couldn't look him in the eye, even though he had decided it was time to head out. Besides, he was completely fucked out.
"Sleep okay?" Jack said, falling onto a chair and reaching for the coffee pot.
"Yeh, fine, Jack," Archie said. "Thanks."
Tina came in and opened the refrigerator. Jack lit a cigarette and nonchalantly sipped his coffee. Archie gasped. Tina was wearing nothing but tiny, sheer panties, her dark bush pushing out the front in stark relief, the tips of her bare tits red and still standing hard.
"Goddam, I need a beer," she said. The frig was full, full of beer, no food. She cracked the beer and went over and put her arm around Archie. He could feel her hard nipples against his shoulder blades. "Want a beer, Archie?" she said.
"Too early for me, Tina," Archie replied.
Jack got up and went to the sink with his coffee cup.
"Jesus, I dig you, honey," Tina said, draping her arm over his shoulder and down into his shirt. Her wet tongue found his ear.
Jack turned. "I gotta shuffle off to work. You two'll have the house to yourselves," he said.
"Yeh, and you can fuck me again," Tina said.
"I really should be headin' out," Archie said quickly. Tina was draped over his back, her arm all the way down the front of his shirt, her hand inside his trousers.
"Why don't you hang around for a few days," Jack said. "We'll be glad to put you up."
"Hell, I can't put you kids out anymore." He was embarrassed the way Tina was hanging over him, but he tried to act cool.
"No problem, man. Think about it; we can have a ball tonight," Jack said. He waved and left the house.
"Does Jack work every day?" Archie asked.
"Yeh. He's a parking lot attendant."
"And tends bar until two a.m.?"
"He doesn't tend bar every night. Just two, sometimes three nights." She was still hanging over his shoulder and had his soft cock in her hand. "It's big even when it's soft," she said.
"Don't you ever get enough?"
"Never have," she said, rolling his prick in her hand.
"I do, and I have," he said. "Besides, I really should be heading out."
"Have a beer with me first." Archie shook his head.
Tina let go of him and went to the cupboard and took out a bottle of whiskey and got two glasses. She came back to him and sat on his lap. "Okay, have a farewell drink with me."
She poured a liberal shot into each glass, slipped one arm around his neck, and held up her glass. "To love," she said.
Archie shrugged, clinked his glass to hers, and threw down the drink. Tina quickly poured two more. After four shots, Archie's head was swimming.
"You little minx," he drawled, "I'm in no shape to drive now."
"One more for the road and then let's go in the bedroom. I have some fantastic grass." She poured a double and they tossed them down.
She got up and took his hand and helped him to his feet. He dwarfed her, but he appeared a lot drunker. She led him to the bedroom and pushed him backwards onto the bed, then peeled her tiny panties slowly down her long legs.
"Get undressed, honey. Smoking pot is much better when you're naked."
Archie laborously shed his clothing while Tina rolled a joint. When he was naked, she crawled onto the bed and lit the joint. They smoked it slowly, passing it back and forth.
"How do you feel?" she said, when the joint was gone.
"Higher than a fucking kite," he snorted.
"Let's have another. I want you stoned out of your gourd."
They smoked another, and then another. Archie hardly knew where he was. He did know he felt great, and lay back with his hands under his head. Tina reached into the thick hair and lifted his cock in her hand. She started stroking his rod, and he watched through half closed eyes while the thing swelled in her hand. She pulled it to full erection and then slowly peeled the foreskin down over the crown. He grunted when the tight skin cleared the thick ridge, and grunted again when, holding the shaft tight, she drew her hand all the way to the base.
"Oh, goddamn, look, Archie, it. looks like a big old ripe plum," she squealed. "I'm gonna jack you off."
She sat there and pumped at his cock, keeping the foreskin all the way down. Archie felt weak and helpless, the sensations in his cock almost unbearable. He was immediately on the verge of coming, but didn't come, the feeling reaching a peak of intensity and then tapering off. He was sweating profusely and gasping for breath when the juice finally spouted up into the air. Tina squeezed the stuff out, letting it run down over his cock and her hand.
Tina got up and left the room; she returned with two glasses of whiskey. "Time for a little drinkie," she said.
"Shit, Tina, already drunk," Archie said.
"Yeh, me too, honey, but let's really tie one on," she said, and handed him the glass.
Archie didn't have any resistance left and drank the whiskey. He was almost out of it and didn't realize she was spreading body oil over his cock. He lay for a long time before he knew she was masturbating him again and he was hard. The sensation started in his asshole, up to his balls, and then through his cock.
"Can you come again, honey?" she drawled. "Let's see if you can come again."
She jacked him furiously, her slippery hand sliding from the tip of the naked glans down into the hair, and then back up again.
"Aw, Tina ... Jesus, that feels good," Archie moaned drunkenly.
She pumped him for a long time; he stayed hard, but he didn't come. His ass lifted off the bed when she drew her hand up and fell back down when she stroked back down. He moaned softly, his cock throbbing in her fist.
Her arm grew tired and she straddled his hips and pushed the slippery thing into her cunt. She sat upright, pushing his whole cock into her hole, and bounced. It felt grand all the way in there, and it was so slippery and slid in and out with such ease.
She humped on him until her orgasm started, then fell forward and fucked herself with just the bulbous head inside her lips. She lay fucking like this for a long time, the good feeling lingering all the while.
"Aw, fuck, I love this feeling," she moaned, "love it, love it, love it."
When she was satisfied she got off and stretched out beside him. Her hand found his cock and she started stroking again, determined to bring him off. She clamped her fist around the glans and rubbed it hard, her hand going faster and faster.
Archie was no longer aware of what was happening. He did know that he was getting this terrific sensation in his cock and balls. It grew until he thought it was going to pull his asshole right through his cock.
A thick growl escaped his lips and he was coming again: The first spurt was thick, but the rest was thin and watery. Tina kept pumping even after he had stopped spurting. Archie moaned with pain and tried to pull away, but she kept her hand around his cock, changing to long strokes. He remained hard.
Archie was out cold and oblivious to everything when he came again. He had practically nothing left and a few bubbles of thin goo dribbled out, still she kept going.
Tina finally stopped, but only because her arm was tired and she fell asleep.
She awakened several hours later and sat up with a start. She looked at her watch. "Jesus, I gotta be to work in thirty minutes," she cried, and leaped out of bed. She took a quick shower and dressed. "See ya, sweetie," she said, and left. Archie mumbled something and rolled over on his side.
It was still light, but the shadows were growing long when Archie heard someone in the house and opened his eyes. It hurt just to open them and he still felt pretty drunk. He pulled the sheet over his naked middle when Jack appeared in the doorway.
"Hi, Archie, glad to see you're still with us," he said. "Come on out and meet Lois. She works with me and stopped by for a drink on the way home."
Lois appeared in the door for a moment, then disappeared into the other room with Jack. She was a big girl, bigger than Jack, almost half a head taller. She wore dark slacks and a short sleeved pink sweater, the sweater was well filled in front. She was sort of a blonde and not real pretty.
Archie found his shorts, almost fell, and had to sit on the bed get them on. He followed the same procedure with his pants. He put on his shirt, but didn't button it, and skipped his shoes.
"Damn ... head is splitting," Archie said.
Jack heard him from the next room and shouted, "Aspirin in the bathroom. I thought you looked kind of rough."
Archie went into the bathroom, found the aspirin, and took three. He then washed his face in cold water. He leaned over the basin for several minutes hoping the dizziness would go away. It didn't, so he took a leak and washed his face again. He felt a little better and went into the front room.
Lois and Jack were sitting on the couch, which was still opened into a bed, the blanket and sheets a rumpled mess. They were sitting very close and each had a drink. Jack had his hand inside Lois's sweater.
"I brought home some scotch. Good stuff if you like it," Jack said.
"God, the thought of a drink is revolting," Archie said.
"Hair of the dog, Archie," Jack said. 'This is Lois, Arch; she parks cars all day. Pretty damn good at it, too."
"Hi, Lois," Archie said.
"Hi, Archie," Lois said. It didn't seem to bother her that Jack was playing with her tits in front of a stranger.
"Where's Tina?" Archie asked.
"At work. She has to be there at six; it's almost eight now. Where you been?"
"I got pretty drunk. Must have passed out."
Lois and Jack weren't paying much attention to Archie; they were kissing, and he could see the bottom swell of Lois's big tit where Jack had pushed up her sweater.
"Sure you won't have a drink?" Jack said, when they broke their kiss. He was massaging her nipple now and Archie could see the big pink circle of flesh. He couldn't see the nipple, but figured it was big, too.
"Yeh. Maybe in a little while," Archie said.
"There's some bread and cold cuts if you want to get something on your stomach first."
Archie's cock felt raw, and he would have bet he couldn't get a hard-on for a month, but he felt the familiar stirrings from watching Jack feel Lois's tits.
"A sandwich might just hit the spot, if you'll excuse me," Archie said.
They didn't answer because they were necking again.
Archie went into the kitchen and found the bread on the table. The cold cuts were in the refrigerator. There was a quart of milk, too. He made a sandwich with three slices of bologna and had a glass of milk. It helped, so he opened a beer and went back into the front room.
Lois and Jack were really getting with it. Her sweater was on the floor and her slacks were pushed down to her knees. She wasn't wearing any underwear. She was half lying down and had Jack's cock in her hand.
Archie sat and watched. He'd never experienced anything like the last couple of day, and decided to relax and enjoy. He sipped his beer. He still had a slight headache, but it didn't seem to matter anymore.
Lois's slacks joined her sweater on the floor and Archie noted that she was an extremely well-cunted young woman. The lips were thick and long and spread open wide under Jack's fingers. It looked pink and wet inside, at least from where Archie sat. She had a fine pelt, too, thick and curly and somewhat darker than the blonde hair on her head.
She got Jack's pants off, too, and onto her back. His cock seemed to glide effortlessly into her cunt and was soon out of sight in the thick mat between her legs. They started thrashing, fucking wildly, completely oblivious of their audience.
Archie's view was somewhat distorted now, what with arms and legs and Jack's bobbing ass and an occasional glimpse of a fat tit, but it served a purpose, anyway, and Archie felt his cock hard and long in his pantleg. He wondered if Jack's cock had felt like this when he knew Archie was fucking Tina. Tina had said he was probably watching from the door.
Jack started coming, his bare ass bobbing like a cork. "Jesus, Lois ... good, good," he groaned, and then lay still.
Archie finished his beer and put the can on the floor. Jack rolled off the big woman and she sat up and looked at Archie.
"I didn't come," she said, casually.
Archie lit a cigarette and looked at her big tits. They hung down and the nipples looked very red.
"Got another one of those?" Lois said.
Archie fished out another cigarette and lit it. He walked over to the couch and put it between her lips. She drug in a mouthful of smoke, took Archie's hand, and pressed it to one of her tits.
"I like it lots better when I come," she said. Archie felt his cock jangle in his pants. "Maybe I can help," he said.
"God, I hope so," Lois said.
Archie took her hand and pulled her to her feet. Her big tits swung from side to side. Jack was lying on his stomach, his eyes closed. Archie led her into the bedroom. She sat on the bed and watched him undress. When he pushed his shorts down, she rolled her tongue wetly over her lips.
"I like a man with a big cock." she said. "Step over here and let me kiss it."
Lois had a perfect mouth for cocksucking. Her lips were full and opened wide. She kissed his cock on the hole, her lips sucking the ooze away. Then she engulfed the head and sucked away whatever man taste Tina had left. She sucked for maybe half a minute, then let him drop free and looked up at him.
"Jack got me primed, now you fuck me," she said.
She lay back on the bed and spread her legs. Her cunt was even more beautiful at close range, the thick, hair fringed lips slightly open to reveal a hint of the pink, wet interior. Archie kneeled between her legs and pressed his cock in, sliding it back and forth in the deep gash before settling at the hole and shoving his thick knob in. She moaned and hunched up, her cunt coming open to take him in.
Her cunt was big and accommodated him easily, the whole thing sliding in in one slick thrust. Her knees were up, her feet flat on the bed. She felt hot and slippery in there and Archie started humping.
"Oh, goddamn, honeeee," she cried, "you feel so good in there! Make me come ... pleeeease!"
Her cunt was big, but still felt snug because she had great muscular control squeezing him tight each time he withdrew, and she had moves that wouldn't quit. She kept her feet flat on the bed and lifted with his strokes. She was a better fuck than Tina or Florence or Jean or anybody. She was more comfortable, had more pussy control, and provided more action.
They fucked for a long time, both sweating profusely in the hot, little room. Archie held her in his big, hairy arms and kept kissing her mouth. She had a great mouth, so soft and full and kissable. She kissed back, moaning constantly, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
It was the best fuck Archie had ever had and he knew he was lasting a long time only because Tina had thoroughly drained him earlier. He was glad because he wanted to last a long time; it was too good for a quickie. He had everything but his balls in and thought he could get them in, too, if he really tried.
"Aw, shit, Lois," he moaned, "I'm gonna come."
"Good, good ... me too. Keep going, keep going," she cried. "Archie, Archie ... darling, I'm coming ... oooooh, fuck am I ever coming!"
They fucked wildly, Archie emptying himself completely while Lois rocked and jerked and twisted under him. They both went limp and lay panting.
"Oooh, Archie, I never had it so good," she said softly.
Archie brushed the hair from Her eyes and kissed them. He kissed her forehead, her nose her cheeks and finally her lips. She held him tight, sucking his tongue and lips hungrily.
"I've never come the first time I made it with a guy before," she said.
"I suppose there's been lots of first times," Archie said. He wondered immediately why he said it.
"No, not many. I never let a guy fuck me on the first date, either, let alone fifteen minutes after I met him."
Archie rolled off and lay on his back. He felt unusually good. "Want a cigarette?" he said. "Yeh," she said.
He leaned over the edge of the bed and found his shirt. He fished out two and lit them and handed her one. She sat up and hugged her knees.
"I've never come with Jack," she said.
"How many times you made it with him?"
"Four, counting today."
"How come you keep coming back?"
"I feel sorry for him. His wife is such a slut."
"His wife is a slut, but it's okay for you?"
"You sound like a prude. It isn't the same with me, anyway. I'm not married to anyone, or even committed."
"You wouldn't do it if you were?"
"Hell no." She looked down at him and giggled. "Is this a proposal?" she asked.
"Would you accept if it was?"
She bent over and kissed him hard. "Yes, I think I would," she whispered. She sat back up and stroked his forehead with her hand. "I feel so good, so ... so fulfilled. I never felt like this afterwards before. I'm a big girl, Archie, big all over; I need a big man. You're the first really big guy I ever made it with. How come I never met you before?"
"I'm just passing through. On my way to Salt Lake City."
"Oh," she said, frowning. "When are you going on?"
"In the morning." He looked closely at her face and could see the disappointment. She wasn't pretty at all; her mouth was too big. She had beautiful eyes, though. "I'll be back through in a few days on my way back to Iowa."
"Will you call me?" she said.
"I don't know your phone number."
"I'll give it to you."
They started kissing and hugging and before either really knew it was going to happen, they were fucking again. Archie was exhausted, still he had a hard-on that wouldn't stop. They fucked for a long time again. She was on top at first, but Archie finally rolled her over and they finished with Archie over her, ramming in hard. It was as good as the first time.
Jack stood in the doorway smoking a cigarette. "Hey, what are you guys doing?" he said.
Lois cupped Archie's ear and whispered, "I came again, and hard. That's twice, another first for me."
She sat up and slid her feet to the floor. "I've got to be going home," she said.
"Hey, baby, why not stick around a while? Hell, spend the night. We can smoke some grass, get good and high and have a ball."
"I'm not into threesomes, Jack," she said, and went into the bathroom.
"She's a strange broad, Archie. I fooled around with her for three months before she let me fuck her, and then I felt she just felt sorry for me. She's a great fuck, though. Her cunt's a little big, but boy can she move."
He came over and sat on the bed.
"You didn't have any trouble making her, though," he said.
"I have a way with women," Archie said, grinning.
"That's no shit. Hell, Tina went wild for you the minute she laid eyes on you."
Lois came back into the room. She was dressed and ready to go. "I've gotta run," she said.
"Give us a goodbye kiss," Jack said.
She gave Jack a kiss and went around the bed and leaned over Archie. She kissed him hard and pressed a piece of paper into his hand. "Will I see you again?" she said.
"Yes," Archie answered. He could see the glow in her eyes.