Chapter 5
"Well! That was quite a show!"
Steve Neilson turned off the TV receiver in the corner behind in his desk, and turned to his wife. The receiver was part of the remote TV set-up which Steve had seen fit to install and which was connected to every room in the Garden of Eden, including the swimming pool, pleasure room and the big mutual sauna. The reception from the sauna was generally poor, due to the steam fogging up the hidden camera, but the remainder of the cameras did a good job and the reception was good.
"I never dreamt Terri Brooks would be that good at screwing," admitted Paula thoughtfully. "Not until she had some practice anyway." The way the young woman had entered those last throes of orgasm had been something to behold.
"And I just hope I'm as good at screwing when I'm the age of the Jackson fella," grinned Steve, running his hand up one of Paula's thighs before she could ease herself off the corner of the desk, where she was sitting. "Who would have thought a couple that age would work so hard at fucking."
"She obviously enjoyed it as much as he did," admitted Paula. She had watched Steve fucking a friend in California once, but hadn't really enjoyed the experience.
"I like to see the older crowd get in on it, and Mrs. Jackson has a set of tits she could show off with die best of them."
"I just hope mine are as firm and bouncy when I'm her age."
Steve was still stroking her thigh and he tentatively ran one finger over the narrow nylon of her panty crotch. "Mnnnn ... nice and warm and moist, huh?"
Paula gave a little laugh. "No wonder, after seeing that exhibition by Terri, but if you're thinking of screwing right now, forget it. We'd better supervise that first big noontime buffet, remember? If Terri and the Jacksons are anything to go by, there's going to be a lot of hungry people around here."
They both laughed, and Steve affectionately patted his wife's round ass as they started for the door.
Later, after they had showered and changed into more suitable clothes, they wandered over to Eden, where waitresses were setting out a buffet along one wall in the dining room. While the prices at the Garden of Eden were high, they did include just about everything, such as a small, well-stocked bar in each room, and the best of food, with a buffet at noon and a dinner at night.
Lunch was already in progress with Steve and Paula arrived. Steve, like most of the men, was in casual sports clothes, but the women were wearing everything from shorts and halters to slack suits. Lori, Terri and Linda were in hostess gowns, with their Eros medallions now hanging outside their dresses.
Steve purposely moved nearer the Jacksons, who had filled their plates and had found a table. Steve put his hand on Vic Jackson's shoulder. "Everything to your liking?" he asked pointedly.
"Just marvelous," offered Norma. "We're having a marvelous time and we've only been here three hours."
"We've stayed at three or four of the so-called adult motels, but this is the best one yet," admitted Vic, dabbing his mouth with a napkin as his eyes setded on Terri, who was talking to a young couple near the buffet table.
"We're open to suggestions because we're new at this game," admitted Steve. "Naturally, we've copied from others on the coast, and then added our own ideas." He started to move away, but lingered long enough to look at Norma's tits, which were all but uncovered in the low-cut sweater she was wearing.
She caught him and smiled. "Do you ever get time to enjoy the amenities yourself, Mr. Neilson?" she asked, a little grin around the corners of her mouth.
"I certainly hope to," Steve admitted, returning the quizzical grin.
"Don't blame you," interjected her husband.
"Certainly one hell of a lot of good screwing around here." He laughed as he bit into a slice of roast turkey.
Meanwhile, Lori Brooks had wandered over to where the newlyweds were eating ravenously. "Feeling more comfortable?" she asked Mary Jane, who was in shorts and a scarf halter.
Mary Jane nodded her head and blushed slightly. "It was okay after you spoke to us and we got used to it. You must remember, up until today I don't think even my mother has seen me with no clothes on since I was four or five."
"I know," replied Lori sympathetically. "It's stupid really, but that's the way it is. How about you, Paul?"
"I found it kind of exciting. That Terri is really something, just as you said, isn't she?"
"Of course she is, and I'm not saying that because she is my sister. Did she make you hot for Mary Jane?"
Mary Jane giggled and blushed. "I guess she did," she admitted shyly.
"You mean, you and Paul had a little fun before lunch?"
"I guess we did," grinned Paul. "And it was really something, believe me."
"I'm delighted to hear it," smiled Lori. "That's what you're here for. And don't forget that cable TV movie at midnight tonight. ItH put you in the mood for a last little hanky-panky before you go to sleep. In fact, I think it's the story of a young girl getting it for the first time, and it should be quite educational."
Lori moved on and joined Steve. "Things are going great, Steve, so now you can stop your worrying."
He slipped one arm around her waist as they strolled between the tables. "Only a couple more to check in and then we're full," he said with relief. "Now, if everyone has a good time and wants to spread the word, and even come back themselves, I think well be set and it will be a good investment."
"Everyone I've talked to has said they are having a good time."
He wondered if Lori knew Terri had got herself fucked already. "You girls seen any action yet?"
Lori laughed. "Terri was real busy, and you'll never guess with whom."
"Who?" He tried to keep a straight face because the closed circuit cameras were known only to Paula and himself.
"The Jacksons over there."
"The older couple?" He tried to make it sound incredible.
"He gave her quite a going over, I guess, and she really enjoyed it."
Steve shook his head. His balls still ached from watching the performance and he thought he might still have to give Paula a screwing that afternoon, just to setde his nerves down. "Remind her to mark it on her time card," he said. "That way well transfer the charge when he pays the bill."
"The way he's looking around, there may be another," Lori grinned.
"That's okay," laughed Steve. "Just so long as he coughs up a double if he decides on one of you girls."
She nudged her shoulder against him. "Thanks, Steve. We all may get so rich we may open our own place down the road."
He allowed his hand to drop from her waist and pat her lightly on the ass. "I don't believe that," he grinned. "Why worry about running a place when all you have to do is lie back and enjoy as much cock as you need."
"Promises, promises!" she sniffed, and she stopped to talk to the foursome she had met in the pool.
Later that afternoon, in the locker room between the big sauna and the entrance to the swimming pool, Linda Mason was sitting enjoying the last few drags on a cigarette. The room was provided for the staff so that they could remove their clothing before joining the guests, and Linda had just come on duty. No one yet knew what time of day would be the busiest, so Steve had suggested she come in later and relieve Terri, who would return in the late evening. Right now she was watching Steve and Paula Neilson shed their last stitch of clothing, Steve's big cock dangling with half an erection while Paula's huge globular tits bobbed rhythmically to the movement of her arms. She stubbed out her cigarette and laughed as Paula cupped his balls and proceeded to rub his cock with a few quick strokes. "Better put this on," murmured Paula, slipping the gold chain with its Eros medallion over her head, "just so all those big strong guys will know I'm available."
Linda laughed, got to her feet and held out her hand until Paula had taken it. "You can help me make my debut," she grinned. "I hear both Terri and Lori have been busy already."
Steve followed them through the door, unconsciously comparing Linda's small, firm round ass to Paula's bigger, rounder one. The way both women could make their asses sway as they walked brought an ache to his balls. Both girls headed for the indoor pool, whereas he decided to slip into the sauna.
It was already being well patronized. It was built in a U-shape and consisted of four tiers of seats. Steve was surprised to find it was so popular. It was a little while before he could adjust his vision to the continuous waves of steam, but then he recognised the newlyweds perched on one side, and the Jacksons nearby. Both couples were dreamily watching a foursome on the opposite side of the sauna who had switched partners and were busily engaged in advanced stages of fore-play. A young man Steve didn't recognize was sitting on the second tier, relaxed and leaning back with his elbows on the higher tier behind, his mate lavishing his chest and quivering belly with kisses while holding a very capable-looking cock in both hands. All the occupants appeared almost ghost-like in the yellow light and the steamy atmosphere, which made their bodies shiny and shimmering as if made of gold. He decided to join the Jacksons.
Norma Jackson's huge tits looked even more impressive than before.
Norma had already noticed the virile owner of the motel as he came through the door. She waved and patted the seat beside her. "Hi!" she greeted him. "I haven't seen you around since lunchtime." She did not hesitate, but dropped one hand into Steve's groin as he joined them, her fingers quickly closing around his cock which responded quickly with a strong erection. "I'm Norma and this is Vic."
Steve couldn't take his eyes away from her fabulous tits, which were huge and stood out at perfect right angles to her broad chest. Trickles of steamy moisture running down the sides and dripping off the fully erect nipples made them even more erotic-looking. "May I?" he asked, holding out a cupped hand just below the nearest one.
She gave a little laugh and brought her face nearer to his, kissing the side of his cheek as she squeezed his cock a little harder. "I thought you liked those when we met in the dining room," she said, obviously pleased at the attention.
Steve lifted the tit and sank his fingertips into the soft, creamy flesh. He then brought his mouth down and sucked on the blossom-like nipple. Norma gave an appreciative moan as she stretched back, forcing the big tit more firmly into his mouth.
"The best pair of tits in Talbot county," allowed Vic thoughtfully, and a little proudly. "I've had a hell of a lot of fun with those tits over the years, and they still make some of these young studs stiffen up whenever they get a chance to see them."
Steve moved his hand to the other globe and continued licking at the nearest nipple. "I bet you have," he said admiringly. The damp heat made them delectably smooth and velvety. He managed to struggle onto his knees so that he could reach over and suck on the other one, while Norma took advantage of the new position to use both hands to begin fondling his balls as she rubbed at his cock. When die tits were solid and firm and Norma was whimpering with excitement, he stopped to catch his breath. "Maybe we could go where it would be more comfortable," he suggested, looking at Vic for approval.
"Sounds great to me," gasped Norma, the huge tits lifting and falling as she fought for air.
"Go ahead," grinned Vic. "I was just thinking of going over there and helping that young gal out. She's just about ready to suck that cock and that ass of hers has been inviting me like crazy." The girl was still planting kisses all over die young man's belly, but the cock in her hands was bubbling with come already.
In the Jackson's room, Norma lost no time in setting the scene. She grabbed two pillows and had them under her shoulders in a minute, the twin towers of her tits upthrust and waiting for the panting Steve. She watched as he ran his eyes over the fabulous body and down to the thick mat of pubic hair which was still gleaming from the steam of the sauna. Then she held up her arms. "Let me take the steam out of him first," she grinned. "Vic says I have the best massaging boobs he has ever known."
When Steve realized what she had in mind, he climbed on top of the warm, damp body, shuffling himself up into a sitting position, his knees wedged under her shoulders. The huge breasts were now bunched up against the top of his thighs, his cock towering between them as Norma slowly rolled die creamy soft tits over and around ft. He gave a broken, choking noise as she expertly rolled his hot rearing cock between the firm silky tits.
"That's it!" she gasped delightedly, as Steve's hips gave a spasmodic, uncontrolled jerk, forcing the flaring head of his cock to protrude from between the tops of her tits as if reaching for her mouth. It disappeared back in its resting place, the exquisite feel of the sides of the tits bringing surging spasms of excitement to his balls. They were wedged somehow in the vee of her ribcage just below her tits, pulled back each time he jerked so that his cock reared forward, fully bared and hard as steel. He jerked again, this time exposing about two inches of red, meaty cock, bringing a wide grin to Norma's pretty face and a desperate, hungry look to her eyes. "Oh! He's so excited," she cried excitedly. "Too excited to fuck." She raised her head slightly, her eyes widening and tinning in as she focused on the winking eye-hole on the end of the cock.
Steve Neilson held his breath and stared fascinated at Norma's facial expression. It was one of jubilation mixed with anticipation. He worked both hands over the hard, straining tits which were still guided by Norma's hands. A moment later, balanced awkwardly on his knees, with his hips thrust forward and his cock stretching and straining from between the tits, he gave a starded cry as her tongue darted snake-like to touch and lick at the hard little knot on the underside of his burning cock. "Jesus!" he cried, his hips jerking back so that his cock was immediately returned to the billowy nest between her tits.
Norma gave a little laugh. Steve had almost fall-en to one side. "Why, he loved that," she grinned, moving her tits methodically in a swirling, teasing motion. "He needs lots of that to make him ready." She let go of one tit and slyly moved her hand around behind Steve's ass. "I want to see him again," she whispered, her eyes studying the crack between her upthrust tits. "Right out this time so that I can love him up properly." She waited patiently, a misty, hazy look in her eyes, knowing Steve would just naturally thrust as his desire mounted. When he did, she was ready, her hand behind his ass holding him in place and the red, straining cock pulsing and throbbing as it reached for her face. "Beautiful," she murmured, "and just waiting for a loving."
A racking shudder swept through Steve. He worked furiously on the tit which she had abandoned and which was ballooning up in front of his thigh. He toyed with the nipple, making it hard and almost brittle. Then he watched, fascinated, as she stretched out her tongue and placed it delicately under the two inches of throbbing cock, letting it rest there as her hot breath wafted over the glistening knob of the cock, which was pulsing and straining as if it was alive.
For several minutes she held it like that, a little smile on her face as she looked up into Steve's handsome face. He was shaking and trembling, and she broadened her smile, her other hand slowly grasping the shaft of his cock. At the same time, she slowly curled her tongue, bringing it back so that the tip was upturned and touching once more the sensitive knob of the foreskin. She smiled as it gave a startled jerk, at the same time shooting a small jet of hot come into her mouth which she caught on the back of her tongue. "Perfect!" she croaked. "I knew he was excited." She licked again, and this time a bubble of fuck-juice appeared on the end of the shimmering knob.
Steve closed his eyes. Every nerve in his entire body was like a bowstring, and the delicious sensations careening up and down the length of his cock created unbearable tension. Never in his life had he experienced such sheer bliss, and he was pleased that he had, by good fortune, wandered into the sauna and found this delightful creature, who had excited him from the start. "Easy!" he groaned, his hips starting an erratic flipping motion as he pulled unmercifully on the swollen nipples.
"Of course!" mumbled Norma, coyly looking up at him again as her pointed tongue darted feverishly under the tip of his straining cock. A moment later she opened her mouth wide, her hot wet lips accepting the throbbing knob and her saliva warming and lubricating the throbbing head. She listened to his sighs and startled gasps as his raw nerves twitched restlessly. Then suddenly she ran her tongue down the length of the underside and back up to the sensitive ridge, her first opening to make room for her tongue and then closing relentlessly in a tight iron-like grip.
It felt fantastic!
"Holy God!" he gasped. He would have pulled back had it not been for her hand at the base of his spine holding him firmly in place.
His reaction spurred her on. She fluttered her tongue with increasing speed on the supersensitive head, feeling the powerful cock ready itself.
Steve fought the jerkiness in his hips. He dimly fought an impulse to pull back his cock, but the beautiful warm, wet mouth was just too wonderful. Every nerve was now a steel spring, ready to break and go flying off in a shower of stars. He opened his eyes long enough to stare down at the fast-working mouth which was gorging itself on about three inches of his bursting cock. Then, exasperated, he let go of one tit, reached frantically behind and stretched himself backwards as his fingers found the moist triangle of her pubic hair. Her legs were wide open and moving nervously up and down, so that an instant later his fingers were in the hot, gulping pool of her lovely cunt.
"That's very naughty," she mumbled, working her lips like mad around the rubbery cock while her tongue washed and teased at the reaching knob.
Steve choked in dismay as his excitement increased. His new position thrust his genitals much farther forward so that now no less than four inches of his cock were buried in her mouth. Her teeth were gently raking the quivering muscles of his straining shaft. His finger curled and found the swollen clit, fingering and toying with it as her swampy cunt exuded wave after wave of hot come. A moment later the very tip of his raging cock had touched the soft membranes of her throat, nuzzling itself hungrily against the softness and burying itself completely. "Aaaagh!" he cried, unable to believe the sensational new feelings as she quickly used both hands to fully encase his ass and pull him into position. "No ... Jesus ... no!" His balls were actually at her chin and his cock fully stretched to the opening of her throat. He gave up trying to play with her clit, using his thumb and forefinger to grasp the thick nodule of pulpy meat and twist and turn it re-lendessly. Then his cock ejected the first warning drops of boiling semen, and he was losing all control. He turned to stare at Norma's face, unable to believe she was going to continue and accept the full force of his ejaculation.
But Norma was enjoying it immensely. Her husband's earlier fucking with the beautiful Terri and the exhibitions by the other couples in the sauna had all left her in dire need of satisfaction herself. The huge cock buried in her throat, already exuding its molten cream and obviously delighted with her efforts, tasted better than any she could remember. In fact, she'd never been that sold on sucking cock until she had seen this one and knew she must suck it and make the handsome owner of this wonderful place really happy. She watched his antics as he tried to delay his inevitable, the healthy, masculine body already reduced to a shuddering, uncontrolled mass of jangled nerves. Then she slowly began sucking in earnest, wanting to feel arid taste the full richness of the man's creamy fuck-juice, which even now was readying itself in those huge balls nestled against her chin.
The staggering impact of the exploding fuck-juice caught the back of her throat. She tried to hold it, but it was immediately followed by the rearing head striking her throat again and jettisoning another load. She swallowed quickly in time to rake the returning column of hot cock, surprised as another, thinner stream of sperm ricocheted into the cavern of her throat. By then Steve was sitting upright, his hands seeking the headboard behind her head. Then he began a determined thrusting into her mouth, the beautiful smooth round knob of his cock beating at the back of her throat as the proud cock emptied itself and her fingers worked to massage the powerful balls.
He was near to crying when he finally finished. He had released a series of groans and quickening exclamations. Now he gave a long baleful moan and stretched his cock to the limit, shuddering and shaking as Norma Jackson's sensational tongue and lips licked the last of the scalding semen from his cock. "Oh Jesus, but that was something!" he groaned.
They lay exhausted on the bed and he fought off a desire to sleep. He had never expected anything like this when he had undressed in the locker room earlier. All he had intended doing was checking on his guests and making sure they were all having a good time. Vaguely he was aware of Norma's hand on his hip, and then her fingers closing teasingly around his cock. It was resting now, but almost at once he felt it quiver and arouse itself. She had a marvelous way of working her fingers all over a cock, and he wondered briefly how many different cocks she had actually held. He was breathing easier now, her fingers on his cock, reaching under to warm and fondle his balls, somehow relaxing him. He toned his head slightly, his eyes taking in the nearest towering tit. It was topped by a nugget-like nipple which appeared to be reaching and straining as if waiting to be sucked. "God!" he said softly. "You certainly have a gorgeous pair of tits."
She laughed and turned to face him, her eyes dropping momentarily as she gave his cock a squeeze so that it reared, almost hopefully. She brought her other hand into play, a grin spreading across her face as a hungry look appeared in his eyes as he stared at the thrusting globes. "I'm sorry," she said. "I'd forgotten we originally left the sauna so you could have your fill of them. It was just that Vic and most fellows enjoy a cock-massage with them."
"I don't blame them one bit." He turned to face her, his hands starting to mold themselves over the amazing firmness of the huge boobs. "They're magnificent. It's not often you see a pair so big and yet so high and firm."
"Like I tell these young people-lots of good exciting massage by strange male hands, together with some pretty steady fucking, and you keep them in shape with no trouble at all."
"I don't see how you keep men's hands from feeling them all day." His fingers found the nipples and tugged them gently as he spoke.
"I don't try," she grinned. "And I never have. I had a nice respectable pair when I was thirteen, and fortunately had an uncle who was a real tit man. He noticed them first and taught me the importance of showing them off and letting any guy exercise them whenever the opportunity presented itself. Never did fuck me, though. But he did everything else, which helped a lot Nothing any of the older boys tried worried me after that" His cock was hard and she pulled it down, slipping the head between her thighs to open up her cuntlips. "He's ready for a little fucking now," she said softly, lifting her mouth until he had covered it with his own.
Steve shuddered violently as she moved one hand to his bare back, running her fingertips down his spine. He urged his hips forward and upward as she withdrew her hands from between their still-warm bodies. Then his thick, hungry cock began to slide beautifully up into the liquid smoothness of her hot, wet tunnel. "Mnnn ..she moaned, his hands moving more feverishly over the fabulous tits taking in the satiny smoothness as his fingers traced little circles over the domelike contours.
"Isn't that heavenly," she whispered, her mouth still against his. She could taste and smell the come he had emitted earlier and she wondered if it would put him off. Just then he started licking her lips and she decided it hadn't. "There," she went on quietly. "He's better now with the excitement out of him." She worked the inner muscles of her cunt expertly around the throbbing shaft which was now stretching itself contentedly up inside her. "Just marvelous, Steve. I just hate these young kids who come as soon as they see and feel my tits." Without making any outward movement of our hips or thighs, she began a clasping, clutching motion with her cunt around his cock. "And I wanted this cock even before I saw it. When you first stopped and talked when we were enjoying the buffet."
Her confession excited him and he crushed his mouth against hers. The smell of fuck-juice did nothing to cool his desire. Instead, it made him hornier if anything, and he pressed his hips more firmly against hers and squeezed her tits some more. "And I wanted to see more of these gorgeous tits."
"I know," she said, grinning.
"How?"
"A woman always knows. And that's one reason I wear something to show them off."
He bunched one and lowered his mouth to suck on the burgeoning nipple. As he did so, he worked his hips back and then forward, sinking his cock to the hilt as she moaned gratefully.
"God, but that feels good." She made her cunt muscles suck on it "I've wanted that in me the moment I saw it"
"It was waiting." He moved to climb onto her and she spread her legs in readiness, his cock slipping partly out until he could ram it deeply into the oily abyss. She just lay there, stretching like a big cat and making a slight twisting motion inside her as he moved his excited cock in and out of her clutching cunt. For fully five minutes he thrust, balanced on his elbows, his hands trying to contain the magnificent boobs. Then he held his reaching cock fully extended inside her, her soothing, lapping movement around the hard shaft enveloping it in a heavenly embrace.
"That's really something, darling," she gasped. "I knew it was ready for some steady fucking. All it needed was that little teasing." She watched him shiver and lower his mouth to take it at least three inches of solid tit, his tongue twirling madly at her nipple and making her shudder with delight. "Just a little sucking to get all that excess steam out of you, and it was ready and willing to screw me like mad."
Her talk only served to make him more excited.
She ran her fingertips down his back, making him arch and thrust harder into her. With a gasp he jerked his hips away, bringing the gleaming knob of his cock to the door of her cunt. Then in one wild lunge he was sinking it to the hilt, her voice and what she was saying having filled him with a burning lust. She was right, of course. He had been too excited. Most women would have urged him on, but Norma Jackson was too experienced. One look at his face when he had got his first full view of those tits in the sauna, and then the feel of his strong, powerful cock when she had tested it in her hand as she watched him suck on her tit, had been enough to warn her. Now he was excited again and afraid he could never give her enough cock to satisfy her. He began to steady, deliberate rhythm, hoping to silence her, satisfy her and fuck her completely.
"Oh yes, I go for that," she said softly, her hands spreading over his buttocks, pulling and stretching them, one moving down and under to grapple with the nest of heavy balls. "That's really something," she whispered, not wanting it to end, yet also wanting to fully enjoy that elusive peak. "Oh God, yes! Just fuck me, Steve. Fuck!" She pulled up her knees, knowing the waiting was over and he was past all teasing. She lifted her hips in time to his thrusts. "Yes!" she croaked, pulling her knees higher and pressing them against his chest to hold him in place. He lifted himself in response, riding over her and driving downward into the welcoming twat, catching the bloated clitoris with each downward thrust, only to brush past it teasingly as the wildly jerking cock came back. She grabbed at her own tits and he sucked hungrily on them, switching from one to the other, sucking until the arrogant nipple was scratching the roof of his mouth, to be lashed mercilessly with his tongue. "More, morel" she screamed, her breath coming in spasmodic, uncontrolled gusts, not caring who heard her agonized cries as she pleaded without shame for more cock. It was thickening now, opening out the walls of her cunt to their fullest extent, the hard muscles no longer flinching or afraid of the teasing her cunt had given it earlier. "Yes, more!" she cried, a long low moan of disappointment as he pulled back and held it momentarily changing to one of elated joy as he thrust deeply inside. "Aaaagh!" she whimpered as she reached the peak, her orgasm flooding over the throbbing head of the deeply imbedded cock, warming it and encouraging it so that it hesitated but a moment. Then, as they cried out in unison and shivered ecstatically, he pumped the first ejaculation of scalding semen into her. At the same time her beautiful body shuddered as if exploding, another wave of orgasmic swirling around his cock and bubbling into his pubic hair. For three or four minutes he lunged happily into her, emptying his balls as she thrashed beneath him, her head sweeping from side to side as she moaned her appreciation and her fingers slowly relaxed around the firmly driving buttocks.
"What a fuck!" he whispered, huskily. "What a fucking fuck!"