Chapter 6

"How did my brother find out about Mike?" was the first of several questions fired at me.

"Come on, doll," I sassed, giving her my foxiest smile, "you don't expect me to be a snitch."

"You were hired by him, were you not?"

"If you say so." My eyes drifted over to Mike. He was so sexy, I couldn't resist giving him a wink. "I'm easy."

Debra took outright offense to my casual interest in providing her details. The scorn she vented wouldn't normally have been considered lightly, however Mike's calmness staved off a rash of nerves. His grin took the edge off an otherwise discerning cross-examination.

"I expect cooperation," she stated firmly.

I swung one thigh over the other, showing off my gams. "Who's running the show around here?" I queried Mike. "Are you letting this broad call the shots?"

Debra spoke through clenched teeth. "I will not be labeled a 'broad.'"

"You're not much of a hostess, either," I cracked.

"Hey, would I be pushing it if I asked for a beer? Being interrogated gets me kind of thirsty."

"Not until I get at least one answer out of you." Debra paraded in front of me, slanting those glittering eyes of hers. From their vicious cast, I assumed I'd used up my dance card with her. I was pissing her off big time. I suppose she had me by the short ones, but, hey I wasn't calling it quits.

Mmmmmmmmm. She sure had a spectacular figure; I'll bet lots of women would like being built the same way. Those tits bounced from left to right, then gave a delicious little shake when she came to a halt. I wouldn't have minded getting another glimpse of them sans the robe.

"Okay, sugar, you've got yourself a deal. I'll give you some info if I can get my hands on a beer and a whiskey chaser."

Debra's eye brow went up. "You do shots?"

"Sure." I smirked at Mike. "Why, can't you handle it?"

"What I can or can't handle is none of your concern, Miss Best."

"Don't get your panties all in a bundle, pumpkin." I mouthed the words "Wanna fuck?" to Mike, then giggled. The discoloration of his features met with my approval. He was cute. I wouldn't have minded a half-hour in the sack with him. Having dispensed with that bit of nonsense, I turned seriously to Debra, who was rapidly losing patience. "I'm waiting. Ask me something, will ya?"

"How did my brother learn about Mike?"

I giggled. "Wouldn't you rather want to know if Luke was a good lay?"

Debra reached into the pocket of her robe and pulled out a revolver.

"I can see you have zero sense of humor," I replied, with a sigh. The sight of a gun warranted my respect. I could enjoy a few wisecracks, but I wasn't fool enough to engage her in some target practice at point blank range. "All right. Your old roommate ratted on you."

"Old roommate?" Her dumbstruck expression surprised me. "Who could you possibly mean?"

"Come on, you know who I mean."

Her bafflement was genuine. "I'm afraid I don't."

Jesus, what was going on around here? "Either you have a short memory, doll, or somebody's been telling tales out of school."

"You have my word that I'm completely in the dark," she vowed. "I don't have a clue."

"Wasn't Jazz your roommate?"

The color drained from her face. "Jazz called him? Oh, God." Involuntarily, she lowered the revolver.

Mike muttered, "Holy shit."

Their strange reactions confused me. What was the big deal about Jazz tipping me off? "Something doesn't fit. Will somebody please explain?"

Debra cleared her voice. "Jazz was never my roommate. She was, however, Mike's former girlfriend."

"You mean-" Wow! That conniving little bitch sure pulled the wool over my eyes. And I regarded myself a professional-ha! Wait until Gus heard about this one. "Is this one of those situations where Mike dumped Jazz for you, and she tattled to even the score?"

"Jazz and I didn't dissolve our affair because I willed it," Mike explained. "Jazz ended the relationship. Deb and I didn't become involved until well after things became ugly."

"Then why did she hire me to have you shadowed?"

"Perhaps we shouldn't tell her anything more," cautioned Debra. "The less she knows, the better. It might be a mistake to divulge everything."

"If we don't do anything to stop Jazz now, who knows what she's capable of next?"

Debra sighed. "I doubt enlisting the services of this woman will make much of a difference. You need more powerful allies working in your favor, not this-"

"Watch it, doll," I cut in."

"You're second rate, at best. We need a quality candidate, someone with outspoken potential."

I wasn't going to let her piss in my cornflakes. Turning to Mike, I addressed him with a haughty smile. "Did she make you cum yet, stud?"

"Jesus, you were around for that?" Debra was outraged.

Mike excluded her in his grin. "Are you aware of my problem, Miss Best?"

"You don't have a problem," I assured him. "Perhaps it's the company you're keeping."

"Keep it up, Miss Best, and I'm going to deck you," Debra notified.

I was oblivious to her threats. His robe parted, revealing a muscled and hairy body. I thought him a very sexy man. His receding hairline bestowed him with character.

Mike took pleasure in my gazing at him-but not as much as he gained from observing me. I could see how his dark pupils focused on my tits, my small waist and little tush, all put together very nicely. I was very hot to him, and reveled in that knowledge. I wanted Mike to sustain that fantasy of having me, even as Debra watched.

"I cum once in a while, but Deb has to really work on me," he explained. Sometimes she gets tired."

"You don't even try," she accused. "You probably think about toe fuzz, just to keep from cumming."

I could see the general direction of his stare. My tits spilled from the plunging front, and the thin material barely concealed the delectable outline of my nipples. My leather miniskirt closely hugged my hips. My beautifully tanned legs, long and sleek, were there to inspire him.

I tossed back my mane of blonde hair. "See anything you like, stud?"

"His name is Mike Brent," Debra growled. "Not stud."

"I thought you didn't want to disclose anything further to Miss Best," he mentioned, unwilling to break our heated connection.

Debra witnessed some competition. If she only knew I would have jumped at the chance to do her, she might not have taken the defensive. I allowed her to stew, however; she would have to step up at bat to prove herself.

"Did you ever please two women at once?" I whispered.

He shook his head. "I've thought about it, though."

"I'm shocked. A hot-looking man like you, never indulging in a three-way?" I deliberately scanned his body in a lustful fashion. "Mmmmmmmmmm, yes, I think you're ready for that kind of experience."

"I am?" Amusement was filtered from his deep voice. "Do you think Deb will participate?"

I turned to her. My inviting stare propelled her. "You'd be doing him a big favor, doll. Don't you want your man to get his rocks off?"

Some of Debra's rancor evaporated. I think my blatant sexiness set the tone. A heaviness filled her voice. "If it meant ending his frustration."

I positioned myself so that my tits were at their most delectable angle. One of them would plainly make a grab for it. "Why don't we make ourselves more comfortable?"

"We have no place to go, other than this room," he said.

"Oh? Don't you own this place?"

"It's a long story," Debra intervened. "Perhaps we'll give you the unabridged version-afterward."

Mmmmmmmmm. She was falling for my bait, too. My pussy got wet. Getting her mouth on my snatch would be a dream fulfilled.

I ran my finger down his chest. It curved and tickled through the heavy matting. "I guess this joint will have to do." I lowered my finger to the knot in his robe and intentionally flicked it open. "Oh, yeah," I purred as it swept back, revealing a semi-hard cock. My eyes shifted from it to Mike's steamed expression. "This is gonna be good."

It wasn't my initial chance to see it. His dick was still as large as I remembered. He was aware of that, too-making no attempt to cover himself. His arms hung at his sides, though he took a step forward. His virile profile-a portrayal of intensity-stirred me. His eyes narrowed and his lips thinned. His Adam's apple swelled.

"Can you handle it, Honey?" he asked in a low, seductive voice.

"I've been known to handle just about anything," I claimed in a sexy lilt. "This would make a swell addition to my case book."

"Don't flatter yourself," Debra couldn't resist tossing in.

Yeah, I wanted to slam her, but you can't make him cum. That comment never left my lips; instead, they curved wickedly at him. As he received their sexual warmth, a twitch of life entered in his cock. I saw it burgeon at my provoking touch. My caress through the manly abundance on his chest charged him.

"Think about it, baby," I murmured. "Two mouths. Two pussies. Two sets of tits. All yours."

His eyes nearly glazed over. "Yeah."

We approached an area of the room where there was an arrangement of pillows on a mattress. I intuitively knew this was a water bed. Why did Mike and Debra fuck on that lousy cot when they had use of this? I wasn't about to ask. Those kinds of questions didn't require immediate answer.

I motioned for him to get on his back while I slid between his legs. I didn't take off a stitch. His prying eyes never relinquished their gape.

As though by will, Mike's cock hadn't grown an inch. He kept his excitement in reserve, awaiting my move. I was amazed at his power of self-control. One would think having a beautiful girl's face arranged by a cock would have it standing. On the other hand, his fists were clenched and his lips were firmly knit.

Debra's tits brushed my back as she awaited instruction. The sound of her aroused breathing stirred me. I turned to see her robe unfastened. Those large, pink nipples bulged in invitation. Her soft thigh edged toward mine. I couldn't hide my fascination as my eyes followed the luscious span of flesh to those delightful curls between her legs. I sensed her willingness to be fondled.

"God," she murmured as my tongue caught one of her nipples. I slurped it gently, letting the prickling sensation make its intimate mark. I detected her erotic vibrations with that intake of breath.

"Are you inclined to accept my help?" I asked.

She nodded. Speech had become too difficult. I could see she was mute with lust.

We were both between his legs. Mike absorbed this little drama that played out just inches from his cock. He watched Debra's declining hesitation as I plied her with womanly affection. Both of them began to see me not as the enemy, but as a friend-and, perhaps, a fucking partner.

My arms went around Debra. Those big, mouthwatering tits were smashed to mine as I took her in a heated embrace. Jesus, she was as soft as I expected. Mmmmmmmmmmm. Her breath was warm, fragrant, as I closed the distance between our mouths. I covered her with my hungry lips, then inserted my tongue.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh," she whimpered, authorizing this symbol of rapport. Not a single complaint registered-not a muffled groan, or even sudden retreat. Debra enjoyed that simmering kiss just as much as I did. She whimpered in my mouth as I cupped her ass and gave it a passionate squeeze. I dragged her up against me, then ground my pussy to hers. She shivered as she received momentary satisfaction in that scorching foundation. Though her complete surrender wasn't a great surprise, I didn't exploit it. Debra and I were faced with a considerable challenge.

We disengaged slowly. "Come on," I said gently, nudging her back to our task. "Let's give him real pleasure." My tone carried the promise of more ecstasy than she could possibly conceive.

Debra nodded, eager to do my bidding. Her compliance made me all the more horny.

I turned my attention to the man, peering into his blue eyes. His hair-rough thighs flanked us, his cock still a fraction of its true potential. "We want you, Mike," I said, fondling that manly sinew. "Let us make it good for you. Just lay back and enjoy yourself. You don't have to do a thing, except cum." My tongue flicked at his cock. That initial slurp had him twitching, stretching. I licked it again, treating him to tingling dabs of saliva. His growth was gradual, as though his barriers of resistance were leisurely shaved. "Mike, we want to suck you. We want to feel you in our mouths. We want you hard and throbbing."

I sufficiently conveyed how insatiable our demand for him was. My pleading expression, husky voice and slippery tongue lured him into obedience. I seduced him with these weapons, coaxing Debra to mimic that style. From memory, I gathered none of this differed from her recent efforts, but introducing a pair of women to service him did heighten his imagination.

"Lick him," I murmured, taking my mouth off his cock. "Get it nice and wet."

Debra didn't spare a moment. She got right down to business, subjecting that swollen shaft to her drooling tip. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," she purred, spreading moisture over a throbbing vein.

I joined her, slurping his balls. Together, we made him juicy with spit. Our tongues flicked at his tasty male flesh, firing his impulses with feline wriggling.

I discovered traces of Debra's pussy on his cock. I trembled with the knowledge that her cunt previously enveloped this monster, and that she came all over him. His skin was flavored with her hot drippings. Mmmmmmmmmm. Debra had tang. I hoped there was sufficient time to suck her pussy.

After fluttering over the head and most of his shaft, Debra surrendered Mike to me. He was sticking in my face, excited by her moisture. I lowered my tongue to his thing, carrying wet desire. I lashed him sweetly, applying one scorching coat after another. Debra's saliva was slowly replaced by mine. Mmmmmmm. Even its scent inflamed my nostrils.

Mike's cock got bigger from each successive lap. I engaged him with quick, playful flicks, dampening each section as it thickened. His pulse was more prevalent as I rolled about my saliva-rich tip. The erotic vibrations between us were increasingly pronounced. His earlier signs of resistance were gone. I defeated his defense mechanism. My perseverance won out. That dick grew under my tingling guidance.

I could tell, from his harsh exhalations, that he wanted my mouth to stay on it, but I wasn't ready yet to submit to his desires.

"Work on him," I coached Debra. "Don't put it in your mouth yet. Just keep his dick wet."

Debra panted for that opportunity. Her blaze of red hair spilled over his lap as she slurped him. I'm sure it curled his toes to feel those luscious strands cascading over his bare stomach and thighs.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," she mewled, making a feast of his cock. "Oh, baby. I want you to get so big. So big and hard-mmmmmmmm."

"Christ," Mike muttered, his chest contracting wildly. He couldn't begin to digest the switching of our lips, our tongues, our burning saliva. The variation of textures, wetness inflamed him.

In a delirium, he reached for me. His large hand encompassed my ass. He gave a squeeze that winded me. His thumb rolled right into my crack, offering a quick thrill. Ohhhhhhhhh. He was close to my clit; with a little determination, he could easily finger-fuck me. That, however, would distract me. I required full use of my talents to give him the result he wished. Carefully, I wriggled away from him.

When Debra lifted her face, she was flushed. "I want to suck him."

"No. That won't solve anything. He'll climb to that level when we're both ready." I tenderly pushed her aside, silently communicating that my path of reason was far superior. Debra grudgingly obeyed, knowing after a few moments that mine was the preferred method.

My lazy slurps made wonderful contact and furthered the length of his cock. My tip twirled over the mass of veins and warm flesh. He tasted salty and very manly. I could have eaten him right then, but I maintained my self-discipline. I left a trail of bubbles along the skin of his cock, enough to torment. Let him dream of that gratifying source of moisture that would soon enclose him. He would have to settle for the tease of my limber tongue and the promise of my soft breath.

"How does that feel, Mike? Do you like it?"

"Why don't you suck it?" he grunted.

I glanced at Debra. "We will. Once we start, nothing except the gush of your jism is going to stop us." I treated him to some luxurious darting. "Of course, we'll have to fight over who gets to swallow most of it. You have two very hungry girls here to do your bidding. We'll be looking for more."

He pressed down on my head, but I avoided attaching my lips. I wasn't through slobbering that hard dick. I suspended his agony for several more moments, slithering about its throbbing exterior, making it juicy with spit.

"Mmmmmmmmm," I hummed along his swollen cock flesh. "You taste the way a man should. Ohhhhhhhh, I love licking cock. I like using my tongue; it's essentially an instrument of pleasure." I did not limit myself strictly to his shaft. I dipped my wriggling tip to his balls. His pubics brushed my lips. I clamped the taut flesh, unconcerned about getting hair in my mouth, and sucked. Mmmmmmmmmm. Mike tasted good. I started flicking against that sensitive area until his vibrations were in evidence, then brought those scattered sensations to a heightened plane. "How do you manage to stay this hard? Wow. It's really stiff."

"Jesus Christ," he muttered from above, grabbing my head. "Oh, Honey, baby, suck it. Put it in your mouth-now, baby. I need to feel your hot suck."

"Not yet," I whispered.

"Come on, baby," he groaned, bearing down. "Get those sweet lips around it. Take me down your throat. I want to be blown good."

Mike had quite a cock. Binding myself to that monstrosity would be a difficult affair-yet I longed to bring his suffering to a finale.

Debra, too horny for her own good, decided that if she couldn't eat Mike, she would concentrate on me. Without notification, she steered herself between my legs. I felt her warm breath on my thighs while her tongue prepared for entry. My panties were pulled back, exposing my pussy. A second later, a drenching fever overtook me. She speared through my sopping tissue, delving into that nectar-rich opening.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh," I sobbed, somewhat miffed that she defied me. Several tonguings later, I couldn't censure her. It felt too good to insist she stop. Her penetrating licks spurred me. My legs remained open to her, permitting her grasping lips to move freely.

Shaky, I turned to Mike. Those lush, dribbling noises coming from my snatch had a powerful effect on him. His dick stretched out at me, bobbing with excitement. Debra's intense expression was a strong stimulant. My spine curved, my lips parted and my eyes flashed at him. He stared at my sated look and swallowed roughly.

I lowered my tongue to his cock. That first, rippling pass caused his sharp intake. A second and third lap triggered the clenching of his fists.

"Mike," I slurred, groping for the words that would turn the heat up several notches, "I get so horny slobbering your dick, touching it with my tongue, having it right in my face so I can see it throb. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Debra's tongue feels good, too. She knows just where to go. Mmmmmmmmm. Oh, Mike, you're so big. No wonder you make Deb cum so quickly. I saw you sticking it in her snatch, fucking her with it. I know it went in deep, where few men have gotten. Only a thick, long cock such as yours knows what the bottom of a woman's pussy feels like." I peered at Debra as she went down on me. A hot flush came over my cheeks as she lashed scalding saliva over my clit. I bit my lip, weathering the storm of passion that resulted. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. "Does sitting on his cock make you cum fast, doll?"

Debra, transfixed, gave a short nod before returning to my juicy cunt. Her feathery licks stole my breath and robbed me of speech. I had to struggle for air during the next stirring phrases that would bring him one step closer to eruption.

"I'll bet you made her cum by just sinking it into her soaked pussy. She enjoys that manly penetration, taking this huge thing high into her snatch." My tongue traced the snarl of veins branching in various directions. I coated him with my shivering drool. "I'm so jealous Deb's had it many times, enjoying it in her cunt while you fucked her-fucked her until she came." I deepened my strokes, lapping the enlarged cockhead along the dark rim, exhaling heavily over his aroused flesh. I resisted attaching my lips. No, he was going to get a few more minutes of licking torture.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," Deb whimpered, fucking me with her tongue.

"Jesus," I whispered, overtaken by her lusty determination. "Oh, Deb. Baby-ohhhhhhhhh!" Her tongue speared through me, sending electrical shocks through my system. I fought the urge to grab her head and navigate myself to orgasm. Instead, I concentrated fully on Mike.

Mike, however, wouldn't allow it to go on another second. He'd tolerated my methods long enough. Seizing my head in a strong grasp, he forced it to his pulsating cock. I moaned, and while my lips opened, he inserted the bulbous head. Having gained access, he proceeded to work it inside me.

"Suck it, Honey, suck it good," he gasped. "Eat the thing you made stiff. Jesus, I'm bone-solid. Gorge yourself. Let me fuck your gorgeous face with my dick." He pushed enough in me without choking me, then relaxed his hold. Achieving momentary satisfaction, he encouraged me to develop a good suck.

I quivered, wrapping my legs around his muscled thigh. Deb's vibrant tongue was immediately displaced. I rubbed my cuntal mound to that part of him, feeling my desire for him in the sopping wetness of my crotch. I raised my hips, imploring him to cup my ass. He did-reading my mental suggestion. Oh, God-that large hand of his spanned most my butt cheek. Those fingers delved into my crack, searching for the source of my liquid heat. He got me excited, fingering me. A damp spot formed in my shorts. Surely, he felt the moisture and knew how hot he was getting me. I wanted my skirt removed from my writhing ass-without directing him to do it. My eager shifting and moaning urged him.

"Yeah, baby," Debra's voice boomed from the background. "Suck him. Suck him good and hard. Make him cum with those sexy lips."

Debra's order reverberated as I welded my lips to his cock. Hot, siphoning force followed. I was determined to milk him of his cum. My face dipped rhythmically to his groin, swallowing more of him each time. I was going to gradually deep-throat him, increasing my intake with each pounding moment.

"Ahhhhhhhh," he murmured, basking in my oral clench. "Take more of it. Come on, move those luscious lips around my cock. Lower your head, swallow it. Oh, yeah, suck me, blow me. There's plenty left to go in your mouth. You know you can handle it. Show me how low you can take in that dick. Jesus, I can feel your talent. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. You know what you're doing, baby, you've done this before, I can tell. Yeah, eat that thing, eat me good, suck my cock."

The pressure of his fingertips to my mound became urgent. He massaged my groin until I was shaking with want. His thumb found my clit and flattened hard. Ohhhhhhhhh! Oh God, it was good. I was getting all hot and squishy, ready for more.

Debra's tongue materialized between my legs. She effected a fast, steady slurp that sent me to oblivion. I couldn't escape those sizzling laps, no matter how frantic I writhed. Her appetite for pussy left me woozy.

I came without warning. Deb's licking took me over the edge. I shuddered, creaming in her face. I didn't want to spasm, but had no choice in the matter.

When I lifted my hips afterward, Mike accepted their invitation. He unzipped my skirt and flung it across the room. His fingers hooked around my panties and slipped them off. There was nothing else to conceal the perfection of my blonde fur, nor the moist parting lips.

"Honey, you've got a nice pussy."

"Ohhhhhhhh," I trembled, unable to get past the halfway point of his cock. His stimulating touch had me in a quiver.

"Let's see more of you." My blouse was unbuttoned by Debra's whispering fingertips, baring my nugget-sized nipples for their observable delight. I curved my body so that my snatch was close to Mike's face. I liked feeling his breath on it. It gave me the wildest tremor.

I wasn't to know the silken response for long. Mike dragged my cunt to his face and plunged his tongue.

"Ohhhhh, oh, my God." I cried out. I wasn't expecting more head. Debra sufficiently gave me my fill. According to Mike, that didn't matter. His tip curled and probed through juicy tissue as he gulped down my cunt nectar. Although I was pleasured by Deb's tongue, my demand for cunt-lapping was greater. I smeared his nose and cheeks with my hot drippings, soaking him. I panted for those feverish strokes. "Oh, Mike, eat my pussy, suck on my clit. Go for it-yes. Ohhhhhhhhhh. I don't want you to stop, not even for a second."

We wriggled about, bouncing on the water bed. The hastening motion inspired us. Our bodies smacked together in a tantalizing manner that mounted in intensity.

Mike fastened his hands to my butt and hoisted me above his face. He was strong, hungry. Moaning, I sank my starving pussy over his mouth. His pointed tongue awaited, spearing into my slippery cunthole.

"Ohhhhhh, oh, baby, that feels so fucking good," I sobbed. "Oh, yeah. You've hit the spot. Ohhhhh."

I looked down to see that his cock was standing straight up, expecting more lip action. Debra, totally prepared, couldn't refuse him. She dropped to that engorged thing, stuffing her face. Mmmmmmmmmm. She sucked him good and hard, taking that dick even further than before.

Mike's wiggling tip motivated me. I oozed heavily into his mouth. My abundance of cunt juice was propelled by the abandoned whips of his tongue. I whimpered as he lashed me, gobbling those savory secretions. They seeped from my loins in unremitting flow. I loved getting sucked, my pussy fluttered from those expert whips. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. I could have handled it for hours, but realized his satisfaction came first.

Mike's suck frenzy boosted me into high gear. I pushed Debra out of the way, spread my lips more than ever and took it down my throat. I gulped that throbbing cock with all I had. My tongue slithered against a pulsing vessel as I made my suctioning descent. My eyes rolled up in their sockets as my mouth clamped his thick base. Ohhhhhhhhhh, Mike was so wide and lengthy.

"Hey, I thought we were going to share," Debra complained. "I wanted to suck him for a while."

"Yeah, Honey," he groaned, picking up his wriggling tongue from my well-licked clit. "Oh, yeah, swallow me. Oh, baby, Jesus, that feels good, yeah."

His tremors were prevalent. I seized the opportunity to frantically mouth him, coating that erect member of his with hot saliva. I was oblivious to the rigor of having him submerged in my throat. I enjoyed the challenge, plus the frenzied sucks I received. Mike was affectionately reciprocal. He slurped my pussy until I was shaking.

Having fully absorbed him, I made my way up to the enlarged cockhead. I took my time ascending, wiggling my lips higher and higher, keeping them securely attached. Mike appreciated my passionate suck. His gasps described his immediate pleasure. I eased upward, soaring from the glistening shaft and baring all but the saliva-drenched tip.

Mike shuddered on his back, grunting his approval. "Jesus, Honey, I almost exploded in your mouth."

"Mmmmmmm," I teased him, inserting my tongue in his cumhole. I tasted a bead of jism. Its manly flavor clung to my palate. I wanted to gulp down the rest, but realized I'd have to suck it out of him. Gladly, I worked that huge cock back down my throat. I wasn't in a hurry to collect it. I was assured he'd squirt inside my mouth.

Up and down my hungry lips went, devouring him like a favorite snack. Did I say "snack?" When speaking of Mike, "meal" was the proper word. I exerted the sweetest pressure, pulling him through a warm, wet vacuum. I wanted this to be a superior blow job. Even the fantastic head Debra furnished him wasn't to compare with my performance. I put my heart and soul in sucking that rigid cock. When the dense spurts of jism filled my mouth, I would know his ultimate satisfaction.

"Oh, Honey, you've turned my dick into a rock," he gasped. "Oh, baby, keep it wet, use your tongue. Smooth your spit over it. That's it, baby, make it hot and slippery for your throat." He pushed down on my head, urging me to increase my intake.

I obliged him. The shudder in his grip was sufficient confirmation of my pleasing him.

Mike managed to get a grip on himself. He swallowed with difficulty, then hoarsely told me, "I think I need to fuck you, Honey. I want you to come sit on me, feel my cock inside your pussy."

The laps he dispensed were phenomenal. I almost had to stop sucking him, as I began shaking so hard I couldn't concentrate. Mike focused on my clit, causing it to swell from his stroking tip. Electrical charges coursed through me. The jolts of bliss were unending, sizzling from his wild application. Jesus, he was good. Very good. The moist sounds emanating from between my legs aroused me to the fullest. I was very close to cumming, and, in fact, would have gone into orgasm had he not reduced his pace.

"Are you ready for the best seat in the house," he questioned me in the heat of splendor.

"Ohhhhhhhhh."

"My cock is going to do things to you my tongue could never accomplish. It's going to coast straight into the furthest recesses of your pussy and rock your foundation. You're going to be fucked so good, baby. I'll make it last, too."

The dizzying speed at which he operated gave him the benefit. His husky tone sounded distant. I was caught up in the excitement. I couldn't separate the sensations I disbursed, nor the ones I fed him. Everything felt great. I tried to get my mouth back on his cock, but Mike was changing positions. I didn't resist him. He pulled me up on his lap. I supposed, in the back of mind, I was aware of his intent. My plan to undermine his "problem" fell apart. After that fantastic licking, I wasn't in any shape to protest.

"You can't find this kind of action anywhere else in Las Vegas," he went on. "It could never be the same. Ask Deb. She knows she's never found a better dick."

"Yes," she concurred. "Sit on him, Honey. Let him fuck you."

The blunt edge of his cock was at my sopping entrance. An eager lump in my throat pronounced me speechless. Beneath me lay Mike, his dick in his fist, ready to fuck. I was vitalized by that knowledge and pushed down with my pussy. There would be no cum gushing in my mouth. I wanted that explosion to take place in my cunt.

"Oh, Mike," My mouth dropped open in sweet agony. His dick was so hard, penetrating me. It split me apart as it dug into my cunt flesh. "Oh my God, Mike, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" I thrust my tits high, letting the erect nipples bob atop the billowy mounds while I shivered. Never once did I pause. Though my very foundation was shaken, I was driven. My hips worked him into me. Every inch of that large cock was covered by my hot pussy lips. I sat like that for several moments, savoring his deep fit. Mmmmmmmmmm, there was so much of him. It ached to take him whole; without introducing something that enormous in graduated amounts, I moaned. I probably should have exercised some discipline, but the thought of fucking that gorgeous cock of his made me so horny I couldn't help myself.

When my sobriety was restored, I gazed down at him. Mike was visibly elated, luxuriating in the moist confines of my snug pussy. His eyes were glossed over, his mouth taut as I squeezed him into my cunt. Ohhhhhhhh. It felt so good, fucking it. Sinking down, feeling it go up into my snatch was indescribable. He dominated me, in terms of size and power. I allowed his manliness to rule me, leading the way to fulfillment. I climbed his ten inches digging my knees into the bed, then bore down with my pussy onto that impaling cock. Ohhhhhhhhhhh!

"How it is, Honey?" Debra whispered. "Do you like having a real man in your pussy?"

"Yes, oh, God, yes." I bit my lip, then trembled as I sank to his base. "It's the best. Ohhhhhhhh. It feels so big in my pussy."

"Move that snatch," Debra demanded. "Make those tits bounce. That's it, Honey."

"Am I hurting you?" Mike asked.

"No, it's just that I'm so excited-" My speech was cut short when Debra installed her tongue between my clinging pussy lips and Mike's cock. It streamed over both of us, quickening our pulse and making us tingle. "Ohhhhhhhhh. Oh, Deb. That feels so good. Yes. More."

"Lick my balls," Mike directed. "Oh, yeah, Deb, warm those balls up with your tongue. Ahhhhhhh."

I could hear her hot, hungry slurps as she covered Mike with bubbly saliva. It felt wet when I pushed down on his cock; a circle of moisture was waiting for me. Those bubbles snapped and slithered against my sluiced cunt lips. "Ohhhhhhh."

"Ride me, Honey." Mike groaned. "Ride that dick. Let it go in and out of you. Respond to it. Enjoy what it does when it rubs your clit, strokes your pussy." He elevated his groin, forcing me to acknowledge its throbbing presence smothered in cunt squish. "Yeah. Fuck it. Fuck my dick. Here it is, waiting for you to come down over it. Let it give you enjoyment. Fuck it, yeah. Ahhhhhhhhhh."

"Yes," I shut my eyes. Debra was correct; there was nothing quite like it. When I bore down on him, more cock was stored inside me than I ever knew. Debra's fluttering tip did a phenomenal job, too. It remained attached, vibrating me to unwarranted heights. I twisted and sobbed, indulging myself with this mixture of physical delight.

Mike seemed very glad to be recipient of our efforts, locked in that squishy clutch while Deb's saliva ran down his balls. I made him groan when I pressed down, fitting every bit of that monster cock into me. Deb licked his stem, catching my juicy snatch as it worked its way up and down. It was a reaction that couldn't be ignored, nor taken for granted. I couldn't believe Deb simply climbed and dropped while penetrated, without uttering a syllable. I had to gasp, squeal, cry out-it was impossible to remain silent. Contact with his hard male flesh thrilled me. To think that these parts of our bodies were joined together, rubbing, exchanging sensations, made sex a delicious thing.

Of course, Mike didn't expect us to do all the work. He fucked back, elevating his groin to meet my pussy, steering that dick of his into my cunthole. He wanted a little control himself. His surge of power almost displaced Debra's tongue in that flight of insatiable madness.

"Don't be afraid of it, doll," he grunted, hammering it into me. "Feel how excited I am. Yeah, feel with your pussy. Ahhhhhhhhh. It wants to fuck you hard-and make you cum."

"Feed it to me, Mike, stuff me with it," I cried. "Fuck me, fuck me good. God, you've gotten me so wet. You're sliding deep into my pussy. Ohhhhhhhhhh. Oh, more. Yes, more-ohhhhhhhh. Yes, give me more of that, more."

"Aren't you glad you came here, Honey?" Debra purred. "Aren't you glad you sat on it?"

"I'm glad," Mike declared. "Yeah, uhhhhhhh. "You've got a hot, juicy snatch, Honey. I love the way your cunt fits over me. Nice and sweet. Oh, yeah. You're wet, soft, hot."

"Mmmmmmmmmm." Deb's tongue didn't miss a spot. Drool oozed from her mouth, over my cunt. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm."

My head tilted back. "Ohhhhhhhh, this is better than anything I expected." Vaguely I remembered my humping Mike was supposed to relieve him; instead, the two of them seemed to focus on my pleasure, my gratification. I tried to get back on track, but after another thrust, another slurp, I was back where I started. Ohhhhhhhhhh. I let its sweetness encompass me. I wrung the joy from each swoop of my cunt lips, each oral caress.

I willed my inner muscle to enclose him as never before, urging him to fuck through the obstacle I created. Mike did so with grunting eagerness, pushing high. I could engage him in a challenge, but Mike knew how to win-and made it great at the same time.

I endured the brunt of the work for only a brief period. When Mike sensed I could hardly continue, he rolled me onto my back, keeping his cock stationed. With all that hardness embedded, I couldn't imagine how it could slip out. All I knew was that I was on my back and receiving his slow, deep strokes.

Debra temporarily disappeared. I tried to see where she went, but Mike's pleasure-giving thrusts would not abate. He lifted himself from me, positioning himself on his knees, and dipped into my juicy cunt again and again. He held the backs of my thighs, pushing forward, driving into my open pussy. Sweat poured from his body, dampening the dark curls of hair. I moaned as he pumped me, experiencing his mounting excitement as his cock plunged deeper and deeper.

"Is this better, Honey? Do you want me to take over?"

"Yes, I'm so dizzy."

"Too much to handle, eh?"

"I'm handling it. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. Oh, yes, I'm trying."

"You like handling it. I can see how much in your face." He fucked me harder, causing the air to rush out of me. "Oh, yeah, you like that big dick inside your pussy. You love it when I cram every last bit between those hot, quivering lips. Ahhhhhhhh. Let me fuck you with it, Honey. Let me fuck you good. Ahhhhhhhhhh."

"Yes. Give me pleasure. Ohhhhhhhhh."

"You're giving me pleasure, too. Plenty of it. Your pussy is providing me everything I want-" His dark pupils curved up into the whites of his eyes. "Jesus. Deb's licking me from behind. Can't you feel it?"

The tickle of her tongue engulfed me. I grit my teeth, shaking with responsiveness. This added dimension was pure escalation. Deb was incredible in furnishing oral transport.

The moist, slippery noises produced by his rapid insertions filled the room-along with our labored breathing. The mattress rolled beneath us. Mike had a superior water bed-it didn't flop about, but held fast to our bodies and provided a stimulating sway.

I fanned my fingers in the wealth of his chest hair and grazed his nipples. He was sensitive to my touch. He flinched as I made contact, then stared at me with those hungry dark pupils, pleading for more. I cupped his breast and discovered his rapid heartbeat. For a quick second, I worried about giving him a coronary, then just as swiftly abandoned the thought. Mike was in top shape; he could deal with this kind of action. He participated in enough of it-at least with Debra.

"Are you almost ready?" he grunted, running that hard dick in and out of my soaked cunt.

I nodded. The urge to cum was too sweet to resist. I'd known, as soon as he started fucking me like this, that it would happen. "Cream in my pussy, Mike-I want to feel you shoot."

"I can't hold back. It's so different with you, Honey. You excite me. You've gotten me hotter than I've ever been, just watching your gorgeous face while I fuck you. I'm ready to explode." His strokes came faster, harder.

"Fuck me, Mike, make me cum."

"Honey, I'm so close."

"Ohhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Now, Honey, cum with me now-now!"

His face screwed up in a mask of sexual torment, then his eyes went blank. He jizzed, squirting a full load in my snatch. I tried to watch, but was overcome by some of the most delicious spasms I'd ever had. I slammed myself to his groin, taking what pleasure I could from his rigid thing. My clit radiated with passion. I was panting, gasping, struggling to get air into my lungs. God, I came so hard.

By the time my breathing reached normalcy, Mike's cock had stopped twitching. He made no attempt to pull out, lingering in my flooded snatch. We both knew that once he unplugged himself, his cum would spill from my cunt lips.

That, of course, was exactly what Debra wanted. She propelled us apart, pulling his semi-hard cock from my pussy. Immediately, she attended to the gushing white goo. Her dexterous tip ladled up his creamy substance and quickly dispatched it. Her sigh of contentment stirred me, just as the dabbing at my cunt lips made me hoarse. Her aim was to clean me of jism while satisfying her thirst.

"Oh, Honey, Honey," Mike crooned, "that was good."

"Mmmmmmmm," I purred, caressing his arms. "You made me cum so much, I thought I was going to faint. Ohhhhhh."

Finally, he rolled onto his back, throwing his arm across his eyes. He continued to groan and exhale, as though reveling in the magnificent afterglow.

Debra sat up, licking her fingers. "That was a tasty treat. Mmmmmmmmmm."

"Do you still feel the same about me?" I asked, recalling her earlier impressions. "Can you trust me to piece this puzzle together?"

She thought on it. "Why not? You'll have trouble believing it, anyway.. . "