Chapter 2
"Winning makes me horny," Brenda said as they left the bar and strolled along the street.
"But we didn't win tonight," Cathy replied, then wished she hadn't opened her mouth. She thought Brenda had meant the game.
Brenda only smiled. "That's okay. I had that coming. I pulled an asshole stunt on the boards and got called down for it. I wish I had some decent backup, but I don't, and I knew I didn't when I started that shit." She smiled at Cathy and added, "No, I meant this little set-to we had back there at the bar."
"So what was the big idea of giving out those passes?" Frieda asked.
"Didn't you notice the body on that stud?" Brenda replied. "And the whang he had on him when he was fucking those two girls?"
Frieda laughed. "I should have known."
"A really good fucker is hard to find," Brenda said. "It would have been a shame to waste him."
"You figure you two may meet again and you might try out that whang of his?" Frieda said.
"Our paths might cross," Brenda conceded. "Who can say? So I figured, why put him out of action permanently? This way, with the free passes, he saves face with those girls."
"How so?"
"They'll know he got his ass whipped by a pro."
"I get it," said Cathy. "If they show up tomorrow night and see you in action, they'll know what their gallant leader was up against."
"Yeah, it won't be like he got put down by some ordinary dame," Frieda added.
Brenda said, "Maybe I should have sprawled out on that table when he wanted me to. He sure did have a nice whang on him."
Frieda laughed. "Well, if you're going to be a bitch, you have to expect to lose some choice cock. Damn, when I think of all the gorgeous studs we've met, who couldn't get it up because they were scared shitless of you. All I can say is that you've sure missed a lot of good screwing because of your hot temper."
Brenda smiled and shrugged. "Well, what the hell. As long as my brother Jimmie adores my cunt, I'll get all the screwing I want. When he finishes with my pussy, I'm soothed and satisfied."
"Me too," Frieda agreed.
Brenda smiled at Frieda and put her arms around her. "And you're a hot roll in the sack too, even if you don't have a prick. I'm just as hot for you as Jimmie is."
"How about a sample right now?" Frieda asked. "My favorite pussy, and you have to ask."
Their mouths came together in a long sensuous kiss that went on and on, right there on the street.
"Well, I guess I'll be running along then," Cathy said.
"Hey, don't go," Frieda said quickly, untangling herself from Brenda. "No need for you to feel left out. Come along and spend the night with us. I'll share Brenda with you. I'm not the jealous type. If I were, I'd have gone out of her life long ago."
"Sure," Brenda agreed, putting her arms around Cathy. "And like I said, I want you to meet Jimmie. I'll even let him fuck you first, before he balls Frieda and me. He may have trouble getting to you though. Frieda may push him away, so she can have you all to herself."
They all laughed.
"You're both a couple of loonies," Cathy said. "But why not? Whatever you have in mind has gotta be better than another boring night at the YWCA."
"Is that where you're staying?" Brenda exclaimed.
"You poor kid," Frieda said.
"What do you mean?" Cathy asked. "It's a nice place, clean and comfortable, and in a decent part of town."
"Nothing wrong with it at all," Brenda replied. "My brother Jimmie would love it there, among all that pussy. But what do you do when you want to get laid? Where do you go to find a stiff prick? And if you do find one, you can't bring the guy up to your room."
"You'd better move in with us," Frieda suggested.
"Right," Brenda agreed. "Then when you're lying in bed and you feel the urge to fuck, all you do is roll over and there's Jimmie, with his dick standing up like a fencepost."
"Aaah! Aaah! Oooh.. .yes!"
Cathy lay in the middle of Brenda's king-size bed. Frieda and Brenda were snuggled up on either side of her, each sucking on a stiffened nipple while between her widely spread legs, Brenda's brother Jimmie was licking her pussy. She moaned in delight as she clutched at Jimmie's head with both hands, her fingers tangled in his hair.
"Bring her all the way home, Jimmie," said Brenda, urging him on.
Jimmie redoubled his efforts, so that his tongue strummed Cathy's clit, teasing and tormenting it, showing her no mercy. Lascivious ecstasy and sensual delight surged through Cathy as Frieda and Brenda cuddled her and sucked on her succulent boobs. She climaxed, bathing Jimmie's face with her warm, clear juices.
Brenda moved up on the bed, so that her head was next to Cathy and they could kiss. And while they were kissing, Frieda reached over a little farther and nibbled on the lobe of Cathy's ear. Jimmie was oblivious to all that woman stuff. His head was buried between Cathy thighs and he went on doing what both Brenda and Frieda swore he was terrific at-eating pussy.
He loved eating pussy. He loved devouring his sister's cunt. And Frieda's lovely twat. And they showed their appreciation by bringing Cathy home for him to enjoy. He was bound and determined to give Cathy the best cunt licking she'd ever had in her life.
The three of them were bringing Cathy off again. Her body stiffened, electrified by the exquisite pleasure that was beyond measure. Her cuntal muscles went into convulsive spasms as her orgasm swept over her. The juices of her passion again oozed out of her and Jimmie lapped it up like it was nectar.
She lay there, panting and gasping for breath while Brenda and Frieda gave her all the oral loving it was possible for two horny women to give. While they licked her boobs all over and covered her beautiful face with loving kisses, Jimmie rose above her and brought the head of his prick to her cunthole.
This was as good a time as any to start fucking her, he told himself. She was sure ready for it. Besides, he couldn't hold out any longer. His throbbing bone-hard pecker needed to hide in a hot pussy. Cathy's was the easiest to get at. Her legs were wide apart. Brenda and Frieda were close at hand too, but they had their legs together. He'd take care of their cunts later, after he was through fucking the one his prick was now sliding into.
Cathy let out a moan of delight as she felt that awesome thing pushing it's way into her cunt. She gazed up at Jimmie and saw the look of pleasure dancing in his eyes.
While Jimmie's prick moved back and forth in
Cathy's cunt, he kissed her, Frieda and Brenda, the three women having their heads close together. After giving and receiving plenty of loving kisses, he hunched over so he could suck on Cathy tits while he humped her. To add a little variety to his tittie sucking, he moved his head to the left and sucked on Frieda's, then to the right and sucked on Brenda's.
He gleefully fucked Cathy while the hands of Brenda and Frieda were all over his body. No one had to tell him what a lucky young man he was. He was having the time of his life. He was in paradise with three pairs of succulent melon-size boobs to suck on while his prick was deep in Cathy's hot tight cunt. Being in bed with three lovely, young, hot-cunted women was even more fun than making it with two.
At first, it had been him and his sister Brenda, living together, sharing the same bed, fucking constantly. Then Brenda invited her friend Frieda to move in with them. He and Brenda gave Frieda a real workout. When he wasn't fucking her, Brenda was having woman-to-woman sex with her. Jimmie got a real charge out of watching his sister doing it with another woman. They had numerous ways to get each other off.
They never used a dildo though. like Brenda said to him one night when the three of them were fooling around on the bed, "Why should we buy one of those things when we have the real thing?" She took hold of his cock and playfully pulled on it to show him what she meant.
Now he was hoping Brenda would ask Cathy to move in with them. He was looking forward to that. He would be like a rabbit, crawling out of one hole and diving into another.
Finally, he lay his head on Cathy's pillowy boobs, panting and gasping after having fired off another load of cream into her cunt. Cathy was moaning softly from the joy of having been swept through another orgasm.
"Welcome to the club," Brenda said to her.
"Yeah, one more pussy that's been stretched by that monstrous thing he calls a cock," Frieda chuckled.
"How many are in this club?" Cathy asked.
Brenda laughed. "Who can say? I don't think even Jimmie knows. Whenever a pussy comes near him, he shoves his prick into it. He doesn't bother counting them. But Frieda and I have spent more time in bed with him than any of the others. You will too, if you move in with us."
"How about it?" Frieda asked. "Not that Brenda and I want more competition for Jimmie's cock, but I plan on spending a lot of time loving you up myself."
"Me too," said Brenda. "Living with us means you'll have three lovers and believe me, we'll keep you busy."
"You'll appreciate Brenda and me during those times when Jimmie is fucked out and he can't get his pecker back up," Frieda told her. "It doesn't happen often though, thank heaven."
"It'll happen more often after you move in with us," Brenda warned Cathy. "Keeping three cock-hungry females soothed and satisfied all the time can be quite a strain."
"We figure Jimmie will be an old man by the time he's 30," Frieda teased, because Jimmie, lying with his head on Cathy tits, was listening to them.
"I know," Brenda said, going along with Frieda. "No one will believe me anymore that he's my younger brother. They'll all insist that he's my grandfather."
Cathy laughed. "Well he hasn't reached that stage yet. I can feel his prick inside me stiffening up again. Can I have him again, or do one of you want him?"
Frieda stretched out on her back alongside Cathy and spread her legs. "Jimmie, pull your prick out of her cunt and get over here," she demanded. "Just because Brenda and I brought home a new playmate for you, you needn't think you can start neglecting us."
Jimmie moved off one body and onto another. As soon as Cathy was free of Jimmie's body on top of her, she was pulled into Brenda's embrace, and soon the two kissing women were a tangle of arms and legs. Jimmie and Frieda didn't notice them. Jimmie was busy sinking his cock into Frieda's pussy and all her attention was on how good it felt going into her.
While Jimmie and Frieda were clinging to each other, a lot of hot, passionate fucking was going on. Next to them, what Brenda and Cathy were doing might not have been called fucking, but those two women were sure having a good time, playing kissy-face and sucking on each other's boobs. After that went on for a while, Cathy got carried away. She slid down until her head was between Brenda legs, hell-bent on showing her she was just as skillful as Jimmie at kissing, licking and sucking pussy. Brenda lay there with her legs spread wide, her fingers tangling in Cathy's hair, moaning softly. Cathy tongued, sucked and chewed on her cunt. She even ran her tongue over and around the tender pucker of her asshole. Brenda went wild when she did that.
"Oh, I love that!" she gasped. "Jimmie and Frieda do that to me all the time and I go nuts."
"I don't wonder that they do," Cathy replied. "You have such a pretty bumhole."
Cathy ran her tongue along that brief span between Brenda's cunt and asshole. She gave her anus a few more swipes then put all her attention on her succulent twat.
Cathy did indeed know a thing or two about eating pussy, Brenda admitted to herself. She was just as good at it as Jimmie or Frieda. There was no doubt of that when she kept on doing it, until Brenda was having one orgasm after another.
Beside her, Frieda was having her share of orgasms too, because Jimmie was fucking the living hell out of her. As far as she was concerned, this was the most fabulous prick she'd ever had shoved up her snatch. It delighted her too that Jimmie had staying power. Sure, he fired off his load as soon as his prick was in her cunt, but it didn't even slow him down. That axe handle of a cock stayed hard and he worked it back and forth like a piston while he had her popping off like a string of firecrackers on the fourth of July.
Some time later, they switched around and Brenda happily kissed Jimmie's face as he crawled between her legs and planted the head of his cock in her pussy. As soon as he shoved his prick up in her, something seemed to click between them. Had anyone been watching the night's activity and judging Jimmie's sexual endeavors with those three women, they'd have said that, without a doubt, he gave his absolute best performance while fucking his sister Brenda.
It was like they were perfectly attuned to one another as he pounded his prick into her and she heaved her ass up from the mattress to meet each forward lunge he made. Frieda and Cathy, who were doing lewd and obscene womanly things with each other, like hugging and kissing, and sucking on one another's boobs, stopped to watch them. Brenda and Jimmie put on a great show.
After they had fucked each other into a state of sublime ecstasy, they lay there for a while, resting. And watching Frieda and Cathy doing naughty things with each other. Then Jimmie pulled his prick out of his sister's cunt and rolled off of her. Brenda reached into the drawer of the night table and hauled out a tube of lubricant.
Glancing at Cathy with a mischievous smile, she said to Jimmie, "How would you like to show Cathy what it's like to have your prick up her ass?"
"Hey now, wait a minute...." Cathy began.
"You haven't had a prick up your bumhole?" Brenda asked.
"Well, sure I have," Cathy admitted. "When I was still living at home, my Uncle Walter had me bending over all the time. That is, until Mom caught us in the act and realized why Uncle Walter came to visit us so often."
"Too bad," Brenda chuckled. "Now Jimmie won't get to break in a virgin ass. But at least you won't be afraid to take his pecker up your rear end."
"Who says I'm not afraid?" Cathy argued. "Uncle Walter's dick may have been long, but it was thin, ideal for going up a girl's butt hole. That awesome thing of Jimmie's will split me in two. Even when it's well lubricated."
"Nonsense," Frieda chimed in. "I've had his prick up my ass as much as Brenda has. Well, almost. Do we look like our rear ends have been wrecked?"
"No fooling?" Cathy asked.
"An asshole stretches just like a pussy does," Brenda assured her. "You ought to be ashamed, a big hefty broad like you. Your big, wide ass could take a monster cock up there."
"Is that so?" Cathy replied. "Well I have only your word that Jimmie has buggered your butt. Yours and Frieda's."
"My word isn't good enough for you?" Brenda asked.
"Don't take it personal," Cathy replied. "But when the welfare of my rear end is at stake, your word isn't worth a fart in a tornado."
"Maybe I should introduce you to the babe across the hall," Brenda said. "Delia is a fashion model. She's so skinny she has to stand up twice to cast a shadow. Yet, hardly a day goes by that Jimmie doesn't have his prick up her ass. He buggers her butt like she belongs to him, instead of her husband."
"So?"
"So if Jimmie doesn't go over there after her husband leaves the apartment, she comes over here looking for him," Brenda replied. "And I've never yet heard her complain about him buggering her butt hole."
It wasn't all that hard to talk Cathy into it. Brenda and Frieda could tell she was eager to have Jimmie crouch behind her and have his prick travel up her back route. She just wanted to be coaxed. What clinched it was when Brenda told her, "Well, you've had your chance." She looked at Jimmie and said, "Grease up your cock. You're going to fuck my ass instead."
"And then mine," Frieda added. "Just like last night."
"No-wait," Cathy exclaimed. "Do me first." She glanced at Brenda as she got onto her knees and forearms and added, "I won't have you two cunts thinking I'm chicken."
With his pecker well-greased, Jimmie crawled up behind Cathy's lovely big, wide ass and brought the head of his dick to the rosebud pucker of her asshole. He gave a little push as he held her by her hips and the tip of his cock went in out of sight. Cathy pushed her rear end back toward his groin and half the length of his shaft went up her glory hole.
Brenda looked over at Frieda and gave a little laugh. "I'm enjoying this. It gets boring watching him fuck your ass night after night."
"You've never watched us once," Frieda argued. "You plop your big ass down in front of me, spread your legs and insist I eat your pussy while I'm getting it up my rear end."
"That's a good idea, now that you mention it," Brenda exclaimed. Flinging the pillow out of the way, she sat down in front of Cathy's head, spread her legs and said, "Come on, Cathy. Have some pussy."
Frieda got onto her back and slid under Cathy to devour her boobs that were now dangling in her face. By then, Jimmie had his prick up her ass, all the way to his balls. Reaching under her, he tickled and teased her cunt while he began to ream out her rear end.
It was a stunning performance. If they could have sold tickets, it would have been a box office smash. Brenda wriggled her ass with delight as Cathy, with her head between her legs, tormented her pussy with her kissing and licking. Frieda, flat on her back, was making muffled sounds, because of Cathy's heavy tit lying on her face. Cathy was making some strange sounds herself, while her mouth was pressed against Brenda's twat, her stiffened nipple was in Frieda's sucking mouth, and Jimmie's prick was stuffed up her ass. When the three of them got off at the same time, they became a mountain of shivering flesh.
When they finally untangled, it was still far from being over. Frieda wanted her turn at having Jimmie's prick up her butt hole and she got into position. Cathy slid under her to suck on her boobs. Brenda stayed where she was and pulled Frieda's head to her pussy.
Jimmie crawled up behind Frieda's exposed buttocks, took hold of them and slid his cock into her rosy-red rectum.
An hour later, it was Brenda who was getting Jimmie's prick up her rear end. After she'd been properly taken care of, Jimmie staggered into the bathroom to give his cock a good wash. Frieda followed him in and did that for him. Then, when they joined Brenda and Cathy on the bed, all four of them were ready to settle down and go to sleep.
When Jimmie awoke, it was daylight. The girls were still asleep. Cathy was on his left and Frieda on his right. Brenda was on the other side of Frieda. For a while he was content to lie there, playing with Cathy's ass and running his fingers through Frieda's cunt hair. Cathy stirred in her sleep and turned over on her back. Jimmie turned to face her and began sucking on one of her tits while he fingered her pussy. Moments later, he was on top of her, sliding his prick into her cunt.
Cathy began making humping motions with her ass before she was even fully awake and knew for sure who was fucking her. All that mattered, apparently, was that she had a big, long, hard prick up her twat and it felt awfully nice.
With her eyes still closed, she whispered, "Mmmmmm.. .Do it, darling, whoever you are."
That made Jimmie laugh and his prick made funny little jiggling movements inside her cunt, which tickled her.
"Very funny," he said. "It would serve you right if it was a delivery."
Cathy replied, "I wouldn't mind."
"Put thoughts like that out of your mind," Jimmie told her. "I'm looking after your pussy from now on."
"Along with every other pussy you can get your cock into," Cathy chuckled. "How come you have a hard-on this early in the morning? Didn't you get enough pussy and ass last night?"
"I was just lying here beside you and you felt so good, I just had to have you," Jimmie said, giving her short little jabs with his prick while she wriggled her hips beneath him.
"Mmmmmm.. .I like this," Cathy purred. "You're giving me just what I want, your lovely big cock. I need it. Slide it up in there so I can show my favorite guy how good I can make it for him when he's screwing me. In case you've forgotten."
She moaned excitedly and wrapped her legs about him, her heels digging into his humping butt. It was the most heavenly sensation a woman could expect so early in the morning, she told herself. What joy it was to feel Jimmie's awesome prick as it moved back and forth in her hot pussy.
"Ohhh, Cathy...." Jimmie groaned.
"Yes, Jimmie," Cathy purred. "I know."
She started climaxing when she felt his deeply buried prick buck and jerk, then spew out its load of cream. His face was pressed onto one of her tits, the nipple thrust into his mouth, and he held her firmly by the cheeks of her ass while he pounded it to her. Her arms and legs were wrapped tightly about him and the room was filled with the sounds of their panting, gasping and grunting.
As they lay there snuggled up together, savoring the warm afterglow of their spent passion, a voice rudely jarred their mellow mood.
"Is it safe to go back to sleep now?" Brenda asked. "Or will you two only wake me up again?"
Frieda flung an arm over her and said sleepily, "Oh, shut up and settle back down. You're a bigger pain in the ass than they are."
However, no one got any sleep after that. When Jimmie and Cathy rolled off the bed, went into the bathroom and got into the shower stall together, they were soon joined by Brenda and Frieda. Though the shower stall was large, it hadn't been designed to accommodate one man and three women.
In spite of them being jammed in tight, to Jimmie it was what every man fantasizes about as a great way to live. He had the delightful chore, after they were wet from the spray of warm water, of smearing a soapy lather all over the bodies of three lovely women. He worked the foamy suds all over their jiggling, bouncing tits, their wriggling asses and each one's pussy. When they were all clean and rinsed off, they got out of the shower and he dried each of the ladies off. Then he dried himself off, put on his clothes, kissed each one of them and told them he'd see them later.
"I adore that guy," Frieda sighed as she watched him close the door behind him. "He's all cock."
"The best cock a woman could ever hope to have between her legs," Brenda agreed.
"A fantastic fucker," Cathy chimed in. "He just doesn't quit. Not until a woman is half out of her mind."
Brenda put her arms around Frieda and Cathy, gave them each a hug and said, "I'm still horny. Let's go back to bed."
"Good idea," Frieda said. "If I can't have Jimmie's cock, your cunt will do."
Brenda gave Frieda a push, sending her sprawling on the bed. She lay on her back and spread her legs, an excited smile on her face as Cathy thrust her head between her legs and gave her pussy a few swipes with her tongue. Brenda dropped her face onto Frieda's bosom and began kissing, licking and sucking. What Cathy was doing between her legs made Frieda buck her hips and cry out with joy. As she had before, Frieda felt stimulated, alive. She felt a power to respond, to absorb the heady sensations, to accept them fully. She seemed to be floating upward, propelled by the feelings that flooded her, lifting her on wings of ecstasy.
Brenda, sucking Frieda's tits, alternating between them with her mouth and tongue, and kneading them with her fingers, felt her head being raised and lowered as Frieda's breathing became deep and heavy. Frieda became ruddy beneath her suntan as her body heated with mounting passion.
Cathy ate Frieda's pussy through to completion, her hands grasping the backs of her thighs as she worked her secret treasure over with skill and expertise.
"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ahhh!" Frieda squealed. "Oh, you girls just don't let up, do you?"
Butterflies fluttered inside her abdomen and her cuntal muscles spasmed again and again as her juices flowed and she wriggled around in the throes of yet another orgasm.
Cathy, waiting until Frieda's last convulsion had passed, raised her head from between her legs. Brenda took her face away from Frieda's tits. For several moments she lay there. By then, Cathy had thrust her head between Brenda's legs and was eating her. As soon as she could, Frieda joined in, sucking on Brenda's tits.
"Oh, damn, you two sure know how to make me feel good," Brenda babbled.
Those two needed no urging. They went at her, kissing, licking and sucking, devouring her until her tits and cunt had been given another good working over.
Brenda had ahold of both of them, a hand on each one's head, keeping them pressed to their task. Frieda sucked her tits and Cathy ate her twat until Brenda's face and whole upper body flushed with her sexual excitement.
Frieda slid down on the bed so that her head was by Cathy's. Brenda lay with her legs up, her hands gripping the backs of her knees. Then, while Cathy licked Brenda's cunt, Frieda attacked her asshole. Then they were eating Brenda, fore and aft, making Brenda squeal, shriek and scream as she wriggled around in pleasurable torment.
Finally, Brenda settled back with a sigh of deep contentment, her eyes closed and thoroughly enjoying what Frieda and Cathy were doing to her. Gone for the time being was her toughness, her aggressiveness. Gone was the vigilant hardness of her massive muscles. Gone, too, was her hard-jawed expression of fierce determination. What was left was a large beautiful woman getting her jollies over and over and over.
With that odd combination of calm and excitement, hunger and satisfaction, novelty and familiarity that characterizes all good sex, Brenda surrendered to the feelings of ecstasy churning around in her cunt and asshole.
She felt every nuance of the attention Frieda and Cathy were giving her. She felt heat rising within her and welcomed it. She let her mind wander, allowing herself to forget everything. Her guard was down at all levels. She was in a state of flight from reality, even as the reality of Frieda and Cathy tormenting her cunt and asshole gratified her.
What wonderful companions, she mused, partners in servicing her. They were highly competent in the task in which they were engaged. They shared her universe, bringing her raw sexual sensation.
In a few hours, that evening, she would be engaging in another heady sensation-fighting. That too got the adrenalin flowing, the mind churning. For her, that gave life its intensity. Others did not understand. Not her teammates, not the coach, not the opposing team, not the referee. They didn't have a clue.
They didn't understand the sexual connotation of the imposition of force, the strength, the vitality within her as she released it against warm, solid flesh and bone to smash through their defenses, the opposition of her opponents, turning defense into offense.
That was the key, the turn-on for her. That was what the game meant to her, like an act of sex, the struggle. The danger. The possibility of injury. That was phase one-the stimulation, the arousal. That started the juices flowing.
To others, it was just a game, a paycheck. But she was not others. She was an amazon, a gladiator. She needed the stimulation, the agitation of the fight. Then she felt alive.