Chapter 4

"How old is your daughter?" Johnny asked, casually.

"Oh, she's in high school," Jenny said. "Why?"

"Oh, I just wondered," he said. He turned his face away so that she would not notice the interested gleam in his eye. Johnny was intrigued by the naughty little spy and had a good idea that the girl might like to do more than just watch. But that would have to wait because her mother was eager to be fed some more prick.

Jenny had undressed Johnny as he stood beside the bed. Then she undressed herself, slowly, revealing her lush body a little at a time, like a strip teaser, knowing the sight would arouse him—not that he needed any arousing. His cock was standing like a lighthouse, the head flashing like a beacon, as if to give warning of the rocky shoals that lurked in his loins below.

Jenny could not take her eyes off his masterpiece of a cock. As he watched her undress, she stared at his prick, as fascinated as she had been when she had first seen the big treat. Despite all the cum she'd already drunk, she was still just as hungry.

Naked, she joined him on the bed.

They kissed and fondled a bit and then she went down on him again. She went round the world on his body, licking his hard, lean body all over. She started at his feet, lapping, sucking on his toes, tonguing his ankles and moving up his calves. She spent some time licking his thighs, then by-passed his groin and licked his belly and his chest.

By the time she got around to his cock he was moaning with desire. She washed his cock-knob and licked the stalk for a few minutes. Then she rolled him over onto his belly and began to run her tongue up the crack of his ass and rim out his asshole. She slipped into his crotch from behind and tongued his balls, slurping up to his asshole again. Then she turned him over and took his prick in her mouth. She had gotten him so hot by this time that he was all ready to blow. As soon as she started sucking he fed her another load.

Still his prick stayed hard.

He had three years' worth of hard-ons and cum to get rid of, and he was not about to yield.

Nor was cock-starved Jenny.

She changed positions and varied her technique but she kept right on sucking.

She knelt over him as he lay on his back. Then she stretched out on her belly while he knelt in front of her. She mounted him in reverse and they sixty-nined for a long time. She creamed in his mouth twice as his tongue, so long deprived by the taste of pussy, rippled in her cunt. Then she asked him to mount her. Straddling her torso, his ass brushing her tits, he fucked her in the mouth, shooting another hot load into her as he humped into her throat.

When, at long last, they were exhausted, Jenny went to sleep with his prick in her mouth.

When she awoke in the middle of the night, it was still there. When she gave it a little, ten- tative suck, it began to harden. That thrilled her. It was a nice change to take a soft prick into her mouth and feel it harden and swell in response to her sucking. She worked on him gently with her soft slurpings and managed to milk his prick without waking him, and in the process, no doubt give him a lovely wet dream.

It was morning before they got around to fucking.

Johnny mounted her and she arched under him, clamping her smooth thighs around his flanks as he fitted his massive cock into her cunt. He rubbed the tip around in her creamy pussy for awhile and then shoved the whole big hunk of his prick up her cunt to the hilt. They held the full penetration for awhile. He savored the sensation of having every inch of his prick buried in her hot pussy and she thrilled to the joy of having her cunt stuffed chock-a-block full of prick.

Then they began to move together, slowly, enjoying a long and leisurely fuck. When he began to move faster, pounding and grinding his cock into her, Jenny met him with equal vigor. His cock surged and thundered as her cunt sucked on it. Then he poured a load of jism into her and her cunt melted as she came with him.

He fell asleep again.

He had worked awfully hard through the night, supplying the horny woman with a bucketful of cum. She figured that he deserved his rest. It was light now and she was a bit worried about Sarah waking up and finding him there—but not worried enough to ask him to leave.

Jenny wanted some more of that prick after he was rested.

She would just have to be careful that her daughter did not find out.

But Sarah, of course, had found out in no uncertain terms.

She had spent the whole night remembering what it had looked like when that big cock had shot in her mother's greedy mouth while she furiously rubbed her virgin pussy to a lather. Sarah had finger fucked herself, rubbed her clit and come half a dozen times thinking about what she had seen. But she was still unsatisfied. A hand-job was better than nothing but nowhere near as good as a cock. Sarah wanted to get fucked. She wanted to suck a prick. The girl was fairly bursting with frustration.

Sarah the only one who had become inspired by Jenny's quest for a suckable prick.

Marion Brown, too, was intrigued.

She had been thinking about pricks since the day before when Jenny had telephoned her from the bar. Jenny and Marion had no secrets from each other—how could they when they often went cock hunting together? Jenny had told Marion the absolute truth on the telephone.

"Just in case Sarah calls, tell her that I'm having dinner with you, all right?" Jenny had asked.

"Sure, honey. But—?"

Jenny giggled over the phone.

"I feel like sucking a cock," she said.

"Oh!"

"A lovely big cock. A strange cock—" Marion, who rather enjoyed a mouthful of prick, her self, could well understand that.

"Give it a lick for me," she had said.

And so Jenny's alibi had been arranged.

But it had made Marion horny.

Marion was a tall, willowy blonde with the morals of an alley cat and a cunt to match, hot and creamy and always ready to be stuffed. She liked to go out with Jenny looking for men, because she knew that they nicely complemented one another—one dark and one blonde, both well packed and extremely sexy.

And horny, too.

After that phone call, Marion began to feel restless.

She had not planned to go out that evening.

She had washed her hair and intended to settle down with a good—well, an erotic—book and spend a night at home for a change. She had already declared that intention to Jenny, which was why Jenny had gone out on her own. But now she found that her interest in literature—even erotic literature—had faded. She wished that she had asked Jenny where she was phoning from so she could join her.

But maybe Jenny had wanted to work on her own this evening since her requirements were specific—a mouthful rather than a cunt-ful. Yet as soon as she thought about Jenny going on the prowl, Marion began to wish she had some available prick herself. She thought about telephoning one of the guys she knew and asking him to come over, but she didn't like to do that. She preferred to play hard to get, although she never played that game very long once the prick was harder than her will power. She decided that it would not hurt her to go a night without a fuck and, anyhow, she had just bought a new dildo and was looking forward to giving her cunt a good going over with the big, rubber prick herself.

Still, she envied Jenny the real flesh and blood cock that she was certain to find.

Getting heated up, Marion imagined her sexy girlfriend sucking away on a cock. She had, in fact, seen Jenny blow a man once. They had gotten picked up by two fellows in a bar and taken to a motel where they all had shared a big bed. It had been naughty and exciting to get fucked in the same bed that Jenny was getting fucked in. Marion had paid as much attention to watching Jenny as she had to her own fucking.

The men had switched, too, fucking the girls in turn. At one point Marion had been thrilled to see that Jenny was sucking one of their big cocks. She had observed attentively when the man's cum began to squirt into Jenny's eager mouth and dribbled down her chin, overflowing her pursed lips. It had really turned Marion on.

Marion had even been tempted to start fooling around with Jenny. Marion was not a lesbian and she had never done anything with another woman before but the idea held a certain exciting appeal for her. When she had watched that cock going in and out of Jenny's creamy cunt, Marion had found her mouth watering and she had wondered what it would be like to use her tongue and lips on her girlfriend's pussy. She would have tried it, too, if Jenny had given any sign that she would not object. But Marion was a bit shy about that sort of stuff without knowing how Jenny would react.

Someday, she hoped, she would get a chance to find out.

She was looking forward to it, too.

Now she was really looking forward to using that big rubber prick on her hot pussy, while the naughty thoughts about what Jenny was doing—and what she would like to do to Jenny—ran through her mind. She went into the bedroom and took all her clothing off. Marion gazed at herself in the looking glass for awhile, taking a narcissistic delight in looking at her own lush body and imagining what men thought when they saw her naked. She rubbed her flanks and cupped her big tits, lifting the globes and pushing them together into a line of deep cleavage. Her thumbs switched to and fro like windshield wipers over her stiff nipples.

Then she cupped her crotch and fingered her clit.

She smiled at the way her cunt glowed hot in her hand.

Then she got the brand-new dildo out from her dresser and took it to the bed. It was huge, long and thick and realisically designed, with life-like contours and even raised ribbed veins. It also had a harness attachment at the base, so that a girl could strap it on and use it on another girl, fucking her just as if she had a prick. That, too, Marion would have loved to do to Jenny.

But now she was alone and had to fuck herself.

She began to tongue the tip of the dildo, pretending it was a real cock, getting it nicely lubricated. She pushed it into her mouth and sucked on it, thinking about Jenny sucking a prick as she did so. Then she rubbed the head of the dildo around her crotch and over her clit for a few moments, finally shoving it in and out of her sodden cunt.

Marion purred with the pleasure of having a cuntful of dildo. She squirmed and writhed as she rhythmically pushed^ the fat cock up her pussy, angling it so that it ran across her clit. Her hips shifted from side to side and her belly humped and heaved. She opened her legs wide, then tightened them around the rubber prick.

She was in no hurry to come.

She drew the dildo out of her cunt and brought it up to her lips again. It was lathered with her cunt juice now. She began licking and sucking on it again, tasting her own pussy nectar. She thought about sucking a man's cock after that man had been fucking Jenny—of sucking Jenny's cunt juice off a big, throbbing prick. She loved that idea. It might be the best way to start things, too. She could hardly be considered a lesbian for sucking a cock and if that cock had been soaked in Jenny's cunt. And if she happened to remark that Jenny's cunt juice had been delicious it would not be scandalous since that juice had been delivered via a prick, during a heterosexual act. And then if Jenny rected favorably—well, Marion had high hopes.

She knew how horny Jenny was.

She knew that Jenny was totally uninhibited when it came to making love with a man and she knew that Jenny loved to have a man eat her out and a tongue was a tongue, wasn't it?

Marion was getting very worked up, as much by her imagination as by the rubber prick. But she still wanted to prolong the stimulation. She began changing positions, fucking herself in different postures. She knelt on the bed and shoved the tool up from below, as if she were astride a man. She pushed it in from the back, thrashing about on her hands and knees as if she were getting fucked doggy style. And, naughty gal that she was, she even made believe that it was doggy style with a vengeance, that a big, hairy Doberman were fucking her.

Marion had never fucked a dog before, but the idea of bestiality did not shock her. Far from it. She thought that it might be exciting to get balled by a dog, and exciting for the dog as well, as he buried his big, hairy bone in a human pussy. She liked the idea so much that she began to wonder if she would buy herself a dog. She wondered what it would be like to suck a canine cock, giving the dumb brute a treat he would never get from a bitch and drinking his dog cum. She would have to ask Jenny if she had ever made it with an animal. She doubted that Jenny had, but it would be an exciting thing to talk about. And it might get Jenny so horny that other things would develop.

She got off the bed and fucked herself standing in front of the looking glass, her pelvis jolting as she gave the dildo a real old-fashioned knee trembler. She sucked on it some more, then she put it up her cunt and then she put it in her mouth. She even wedged the tip up her asshole an inch or so, and would have given herself a good buggering if the thing had not been quite so large.

Marion was trembling now.

She could prolong it no longer.

She slipped it up her cunt and ground her hips as she push-pulled in and out across her clit. Her pussy seethed and then it melted and thick cunt juice poured down the rubber cock.

Her orgasm was so nice that she did it again.

Marion fell asleep finally with the dildo stuck up her cunt. When she woke up in the morning, it was still stuffing her and she gave herself another fucking before she even opened her eyes. It was a long, leisurely one that, because she was still half asleep, was dreamlike. Had she known that Jenny had awakened with a prick in her mouth, just as she had done with the dildo up her pussy, Marion would have been even more inspired.

Then she sucked her dildo clean before returning it to her dresser drawer. She had had enough rubber cock for awhile but not enough fucking or coming, because Marion never seemed to get enough of that.

She thought about telephoning Jenny to ask how things had turned the night before and, hopefully, get all the juicy details.

But before she could do so, the phone rang.

It was Jenny—and the details were ever so juicy.