Chapter 7
On Saturday afternoon Tim Larkin phoned Ashley up and asked her to a party that evening. At first she refused. She was usually shy and ill-at-ease at parties and the liquor gave her a headache. But finally she accepted, thinking there might be some interesting people there. In particular, there might be some interesting men. She decided to make herself extra sexy and have a good time.
She spent all afternoon shopping, and brought her packages back to her apartment in a dither of excitement. She'd bought some really naughty things, underwear that she would have never dared wear just a few weeks ago. And she'd picked up a dress that had such a plunging neckline she doubted it would hold her tits in at all. She stripped down in front of her mirror and began trying on the garments.
First she circled her hips with an expensive black garter belt. It was extremely narrow, with pretty lace patterns woven into it and small red bows tied to it in several places. Slender elastic straps dangled down her thighs and she pulled on the sheer black stockings and attached them to the garters with trembling fingers. Then she slipped on her black high-heeled shoes and studied herself in the mirror.
God, how sexy she looked, posing there like one of those girls in the magazines. It was amazing, she thought, how the underwear made her feel-as well as look-sexy.. There was no way she could wear panties with such lovely things. She would go to the party without panties, there was no question.
Her fingers fluffed up the lovely tuft of her blonde pussy. It looked so pretty and welcoming, standing out naked between the tight black garters stretching along her thighs. She tugged her cunt lips apart a little and gazed at the oozing pink flesh that was pried out. Already, her pussy lips looked swollen and in need of a big cock to wrap themselves around.
Her big tits rolled and wobbled as she hooked her arms into a stringy bra and snapped it in front. She giggled at the effect. The bra was no more than decoration really. It was designed to emphasize her tits even more, making them stand up and out, forcing them together like heavy balls. It concealed nothing.
Strips of black lace ran under the tits and between them and around their sides, but there was no material in front at all. And so both huge jutting tits shoved out through the wide holes in distorted swells and the thick brown nipples stuck up to the ceiling like hunks of shiny plastic. They were thick and long.
"My, my," Ashley whispered to herself admiringly, smiling at her lewd reflection and thinking what a shame it was to have to wear a dress over this at all. The get-up was so erotic it was a pity to hide it!
She jumped on the bed quickly and began to toss and turn as she stared at herself in the mirror, trying to find the sexiest pose possible.
Her favorite was when she squatted on her hands and knees with her ass in the air and her thighs spread wide. She could look back over her shoulder and see the tufted gash of her cunt split open.
Her tits grazed the coverlet and she shifted her ass back and forth, letting her cheeks spread and developing a deep hollow in the small of her back. Her pale upper thighs contrasted with the jet black of her sheer stockings and the strips of her black garters cut into the lush pale flesh of her ass cheeks. She felt her cunt grow moist with lust.
"I need cock. I need cock," she muttered to herself. "I need a stiff cock up my wet cunt."
And on and on she went, rolling and squirming on her bed, muttering to herself about huge cocks and spurting jism. At one point she was about to dig out her dildo and bring herself off, but decided against it. She'd save herself for the party. Maybe she'd get lucky. Instead she fell into a light doze and dreamed of more cocks and more squirting cum.
She woke up in time for a snack and then spent the rest of her free time making herself up for the evening. The dress, just as she'd thought, showed off nearly all of her tits. If she leaned a little too much to the left or right, the circle of one pink puffy nipple was visible.
The final touches she applied in front of her mirror. Great blue gobs of eye shadow made her lids look bruised and her mouth shone with a shiny coat of bright red gloss. Her fluffy platinum curls bobbed prettily around her head. Finally she was satisfied, and she sat around killing time till Tim arrived by pouting and wetting her lips in front of the mirror. She smiled each time a thick nipple peeked around the material of her dress.
Tim stared at her in disbelief when he arrived to pick her up. For a minute he wondered if he'd come to the right apartment. This painted slut didn't look like Ashley Twaites at all. She looked like an expensive whore, or one of those models who appeared in porno movies. He wondered what the people at the party would think of her.
For a while at least, when they first arrived, Ashley was the center of attention, particularly among the men. Wives and girlfriends eyed her hostilely and ignored her afterwards, pretending to be unaware of all the looks she was getting from all the men. But as the evening wore on even the men seemed to avoid her, as if talking to her wouldn't be worth the trouble they'd get into once they were home.
There were exceptions, and after maybe half an hour, while Tim was off in the kitchen getting her another drink, she found herself in conversation with two men she'd never met before. One was the brother of the host, and the other was a teacher acquaintance of Tim's. They both were unable to keep their eyes off her. And even while they talked to her they kept staring into her cleavage with unconcealed lust.
"So have you been going with Tim long?" one of them asked. His name was Dick something and Tim had introduced him as a friend from college.
"We're not really going together," Ashley explained. "We're just friends. I don't like to tie myself down with steady boyfriends." She licked her lips and made her tits roll around some.
"You like to be free to have fun, huh, Ashley?" said the other one, whose name was Frank.
Ashley leaned in toward the two men and whispered slyly. "I love to fuck and suck too much to tie myself down with any one man. I like things a little kinky, you know?"
Both men shifted slightly and swallowed hard. They glanced at each other and looked about them to make sure no one else had heard. They each had a hand in their pants' pocket to adjust their slowly swelling cocks.
"Oh?" Frank murmured, a slight catch in his voice. "What kind of things do you mean?" Again his eyes were stuck in the deep creamy hollow of her cleavage.
"Well, for example, making it with two guys at the same time. I think that's kind of kinky. Don't you think that could be terribly exciting?"
Both men grunted but said nothing. Again they glanced around them nervously.
"Just think of the possibilities for a girl," she went on breathlessly. "She could be getting fucked while she sucked cock. Or she could suck two cocks at the same time. She could even take a cock up the ass and one up the cunt. There are all kinds of possibilities."
Ashley felt herself creaming as she talked, and she knew beyond a doubt that she was now going to take on both of these men at the same time. She didn't know how or where, but she knew she was going to fuck and suck them very soon. But just then she saw Tim headed toward them through the crowd with drinks in his hands.
Frank had seen him too. "There's a bedroom at the far end of the hall upstairs," he muttered quickly. "No one will disturb us there."
He turned quickly and mingled in with the crowd. Dick too began to edge himself toward the door. Ashley stepped up to meet Tim, claimed her drink, and smiled up at him warmly.
"Will you excuse me a minute, Tim?" she purred. "I must go visit the little girls' room." And before he could say a word she was gone, threading her way to the hall through the crowd of noisy people.
She actually did go to the bathroom first, to freshen up her make-up and adjust her dress. Then she scampered up the stairs and down the quiet hallway to the end bedroom. She slipped inside and clicked the door shut behind her. The two men were waiting for her there, tense and ill-at-ease.
"We didn't think you were coming," Dick whispered.
His eyes widened with surprise as Ashley forced herself into his arms and mashed her painted mouth on his. Her fingers fell to his crotch and she began massaging the bulk of his cock and balls through his pants.
"You don't think I'd miss this, do you?" she whispered, breaking off the kiss and turning to Frank, who was right behind her. She pressed her mouth to his and let her hand play about in his crotch as well.
The two men held her sandwiched between them there in the half-darkened bedroom, running their hands all over her, feeling her, using their mouths on her face and neck. When she had turned back to Dick and shoved her tongue into his mouth, Frank squished his body to hers and pressed the growing log of his cock into the sweet crack of her ass.
"Oh it feels so good," she gasped between kisses. "It feels so good with two men!" And suddenly she was dropping to her knees on the floor, rubbing her fingers up and down on the swollen crotches of the two men.
She unzipped them quickly and unbuckled their belts, and suddenly their pants were around their ankles and she was confronted with two bulging pairs of shorts. She tugged them down and both heavy cocks swung out into the open, one of them smacking her a sharp blow on the temple. Each cock still pointed to the floor, but both were thick and growing.
"Oh God, oh God," she panted, circling both cocks with her fingers. She shucked them both helpfully, her wide eyes going from one to the other. "I love cocks! I just love them!"
She tugged both cocks close together and began rubbing them into her face, smearing the greasy heads back and forth across her cheeks. She closed her eyes tight and smudged her blue eye shadow with the swelling cock-heads. Finally she butted the two of them together and began to lick and suck them hungrily. The two men glanced at each other and winked.
"They feel so good! Cocks feel so good on your face!"
She moaned, folding her lips down over the twin prick heads and using her tongue to support and tickle their undersides. Her fingers clutched at the cock bases and yanked them back and forth expertly.
Both men were angling around to face her head on, and as they moved their cocks nudged alongside and Ashley could take the two of them deeper into her mouth. It wasn't easy, and her lips stretched and distorted weirdly, but she managed to stuff two or three inches of each cock into her mouth at the same time. She gazed up at the men with lust-drooped eyes.
"Look at that," Frank murmured respectfully. "She's sucking two cocks at the same time. I've never seen that done before. Two cocks stuck in her face! Fuck!"
Dick said nothing. He was gazing down at Ashley with a strange, tense look, almost as if he was in pain. He swept her blonde hair up along the side of her head so that he'd have a clear view of her bulging cheeks. He felt her tongue diddling around and around his swollen cockhead and teasing the tiny piss-slit.
"Let's get on the bed. Shit, I can't take this standing up," Frank grunted.
Together he and Dick edged toward the bed with Ashley in tow. She was forced to spit out both cocks for the moment, but she never lost her vise-like grip on them. She moved forward on her knees, and when both men dropped backwards across the bed she quickly clambered up between them on all fours.
"I want to suck your cocks some more. I need to suck your cocks," she pouted. "Let me suck them. Let me . . . mmmmmmm!"
The men had settled back side by side on the bed and Ashley had tucked her knees under her and leaned over to stuff Frank's prick into her smudged mouth. She sucked and sucked, urging more than half the swelling cock between her lips. And all the while she tugged and plucked at Dick's hardening prick with her hand, never missing a beat.
"She sure can suck a cock. She's a natural cock-sucker," Frank mumbled.
He eased his ass up off the bed and the final few inches of his cock slid into Ashley's mouth. All eight inches of cock had disappeared and she was nipping at his crotch hair with her teeth.
Up and down her head bobbed as she took in the stiff prick again and again to the hilt. Her lipstick rubbed off and made the cock shine with red gloss. The prickhead was bulling deep into her throat each time and her lips were stretched in a tight seal around the swollen bulk of cock.
But then she was lifting up, backing off, swinging her face over to the stiff prong of Dick's cock. She drove her mouth down on it, absorbing half of it at one gulp and then pausing before sliding down the rest. As with Frank, she buried the cock in her mouth to the hilt.
"What a horny bitch! What a hot slut!" Frank gloated. His cock shone like a greased pole in Ashley's fist. She jacked it up and down roughly, making his balls jiggle.
"Let's fuck her," Dick said suddenly, his first words in many minutes. "I'm so hard I'm gonna burst. I wanna fuck her."
It was true that both men were fully hard now, their cocks soaring red poles in their crotches. Their balls looked heavy and swollen. But Ashley seemed quite content to go on sucking them indefinitely. As soon as she took her mouth off Dick's cock she shifted over to Frank's prick, only taking time out to suck and lick their balls quickly.
Only the harsh tone of Frank's voice seemed to snap her out of her daze. "We wanna fuck you," he said simply. "You'd better take all your clothes off."
Suddenly she lifted off Frank's cock without protest. Then she slipped off the foot of the bed and began to strip.