Chapter 10
Vanessa was excited about the idea as Donna explained it to her in detail. She kept nodding her head in agreement or saying "yes," or "wowf" or otherwise showing her enthusiasm. There was just one point that Donna had failed to provide-where were they going to find the young studs they needed for their sex club?
They thought about that for a long time, and then Vanessa finally hit upon an answer. An old college chum of hers had later worked for a Madame in a large city not too far away. She would have all sorts of underground connections to all kinds of sexual activities. Vanessa had tracked down her phone number (she no longer was working in the brothel, but had married a prominent member of the community) and had come out and asked her. The friend, whose name was Christy, thought the idea was great, and gave Vanessa the names of two men she could call. But then Vanessa, brave, wild free Vanessa, had chickened out. She turned the contact work over to Donna.
Well, Donna thought, she might not be brave enough, but I sure am. She was determined to see this thing through to the end. It had become almost an obsession with her now, and there was no turning back at this point. She called the first number, but it had been disconnected. Her heart sank. Her only leads, and already one of them was no good. Then she dialed the other number, and almost passed out when a deep gruff male voice answered.
She stammered her way through an explanation and then waited.
"Who'd ya say told you to call me?" he asked again.
"Christy," she answered. She started to say more, but he cut her off.
"Oh, yeah, sure. Then come on over." He gave her directions.
She arrived in no time. The house was in a declining section of town, and she hated to be there at night, but once inside the door she felt better. Everything was neat and clean and looked quite new.
And he looked even better. His name was Jack, and he was young, with a full muscular build, strong arms, and a bulge between his legs that fascinated Donna. He sat her down and she explained her idea to him. "Can you help me?" she asked at last.
He thought about it for a minute, all the while staring at her, looking up and down her lush body. "Yes," he answered. "I think so." And then he got up and walked over to where the woman sat. "But first, why don't I give you a sample of our services?"
He leaned over and gave the woman a kiss. His mouth pried hers open and soon their tongues were rubbing together. She moved against him, pressing her body to his, letting him know she wanted it.
He lifted her up, carried her into the bedroom, and carefully removed her clothes. He was a real gentleman, and he folded the items and put them on a chair. And then he took off his own clothes. Soon Donna could see that her earlier assessment had been right. The man was hung. His cock was semierect now and pointed down towards his knees, and his sack of balls were large and hairy, and the woman wanted to cradle them in her hands.
He lay down next to her and kissed her again. She lunged up at him with her body and pressed herself to him. His now fully-erect cock settled between her legs and nestled up against her furry twat. He was rubbing his hands over her skin now, exploring every part of her, playing it cool, not rushing things.
The man moved back a little and began to explore the front of her body now, finally resting his hand on her cunt. She was getting wet, Donna knew, and she itched down there. She hoped that he would get his cock inside her soon. But Jack was very gentle and in control of the urgency that was behind every gesture. As he stroked her body and planted kisses everywhere, she really began to burn. Then he bent down and sucked her tits into his mouth and she writhed under him.
Finally she couldn't stand it any longer and began to squirm against him, begging him to take her. Next thing, she reached down and grabbed his cock almost as if she couldn't help it. So big, so firm. She held it in her hand long enough to check it out and then pointed it at her pussy. It sank in just like it had always belonged there. They lay perfectly still, just digging the way it felt to be joined together. That cock filled her beautifully, and it was all she could do to keep from churning against it. But if she had, she would have come right then and there.
He was careful not to come down on her tits too hard, letting the hairs of his big chest tickle her nipples, then squeezing against her very gently. She held her legs tightly around him, pressing her feet into his buttocks. They kissed once more, deeply, ever so deeply, and at last the in-and-out motion of his cock began very slowly. It was so good that Donna had begun to forget this was only business to the stud.
She swiveled her ass to meet his movements, loving every stroke of his cock and becoming more and more lost in the sheer sensation of fucking as the rhythm increased and the strokes became deeper. It was a marvelous fuck. Time vanished for Donna, and she had no idea how long it lasted. She was dimly aware of her surroundings, but she was only concerned with herself, in all her femaleness, being prodded by a magnificent prick that sent fantastic sparks of pleasure through her body.
She hung in suspension, in a marvelous paradise, everything crass and ugly left far behind. This was perfect beauty to her. Being female and being fucked by this long-pricked male.
She felt like she were climbing a mountain now, up a narrow path towards the top. She was almost there now, closer and closer....
"Jack, Jack!" she cried and her body began to wrack with spasms of pure enjoyment as her pussy, almost without warning, gave a sharp twinge, then began pulling on his cock violently, all by itself. Her whole body was a volcano, bursting and bubbling.
He plunged his cock into her like the thrust of a sword, and then the two of them shuddered, clinging to each other desperately as they shook. All that was happening was beyond their control. And, Donna thought, so beautiful.
When she opened her eyes, her body still linked with Jack's, people were standing over the bed. She was too weak, too far gone to care or to worry. She kept running her hands over Jack's body appreciatively, and he kept kissing her on the temples.
Finally the man spoke. "Baby, I want you to meet Joe, and Greg, and Tom. These are the rest of my 'staff of studs. These are the guys who will be helping you at your sex club. And just because we like you, we're gonna give you a little taste of what to expect."
The others crowded around the bed and sat on the edge of the mattress. Donna looked up at them. They were each strong and muscular, young and tanned, and their nude bodies showed remarkably good endowments in the genital regions. She was nervous and a bit frightened. But at the same time, she was interested to see what would happen.
Joe and Greg went to the head of the bed and sat down near her tits. Tom bent over and started to kiss her lips. He covered her mouth with his, wetly and forcefully probing into her mouth with his tongue. And as they kissed, Joe and Greg began to suck on her tits like hungry babies. Donna had never had the attention of three guys before. In fact, never more than one at a time, and the sensations filled her with an excitement she had not experienced before. The only thing that was missing was the fact that her anxious cunt was still unoccupied territory.
She was getting really turned on fast with three guys working on her tits and mouth. Finally she managed to push Tom's lips away, and she called out, "What about my pussy?" And with that Jack put his smooth face in between her legs and began to suck.
Then Tom propped up on his knees and stuck his own big, firm prick in her mouth. She pulled and sucked on it and twisted her tongue around it. God, she thought, how I love to suck on big cocks like this. She was a little hesitant at first, but then she seemed to know just what to do. She sucked it soft and gentle to begin with, but then as she found the sensitive spots and licked them with her tongue, she also began to bite and tug at other areas with her teeth.
All this time, Joe and Greg kept working on her tits, licking and sucking on them, pulling at the flesh with their teeth, letting their tongues etch out little wet lines around the fine, hard nipples. The one boy-she couldn't tell who it was-began to cup her fleshy mound in his hand, before plastering his lips to the skin and exciting her even more. And Jack used his tongue in her slit to bring her close to another orgasm. He thrust his hard organ in her pussy, tasting the salty cunt juice that had mixed with his own come. His mouth was pressed firmly against the opening of her pussy, and he licked at the lips before sending another burst of tongue whips inside.
Then the two boys working on her tits slid themselves up on the bed so that their long, hard, firm pricks were within easy reach. Instinctively the woman grabbed for them, taking one in each hand and stroking and massaging the flagpole-stiff flesh with her fists. And all the while Tom kept pumping her mouth with his rod, pushing it in as far as it would go, before pulling out and letting her nibble on the purple tip. Then he repeated the whole operation again.
Donna was going out of her mind. Four guys were working on her. This was Donna's quartet of cocks ... cocks everywhere, in her hands, in her mouth, and soon she hoped, in her pussy. The idea alone was enough to make her pant, and what they were doing to her was driving her wild.
The rhythms were all different. Everybody was doing his own thing and really concentrating on it. It was so different from anything Donna had ever had before ... from a simple fuck with just one other person, Vanessa or Charles or Johnny or Billy or any of her other old and new lovers. She did not feel the same intimacy that she shared with her other partners, but then, in its own way, this was more of a mental and emotional and physical turn-on than anything else. She would never have guessed, just a few weeks ago, that she would be doing so well at an orgy. What made it all so good for her, of course, was the fact that she was the center of attention. She was the star. All her guys were concerned only with her. If there had been other women there-well, perhaps just Vanessa-she would not have been so happy.
She just lay there, wiggling, hardly knowing which sensation to focus on. Sometimes Tom would grab her by the hair to get her going again' on his cock after she'd let herself drift away in what was happening to her pussy. She was really getting hot now, her cunt juices flowing into Jack's mouth down there.
She decided that she would have to take care of them one by one. Tom would be first to get his nuts off. That way she could really enjoy her own orgasm when the thing came. So she sucked like mad, bobbing her head up and down in an awkward position until she thought her neck would break. But he was loving it, moaning away and saying sweet things.
She could feel his cock getting more rigid now, and just a bit bigger. God knows it was big enough, but still it stretched her cheeks out, and the tip went deep into her throat. She could tell he was about to shoot off any minute. And she knew that when it happened, there would be no holding back for Tom. He was pumping her with a force that said he was not the type of guy to hold back. So she accelerated into high gear with her head vibrating, her lips curled over her teeth to make them soft. And she sucked on that cock, pulling it deep into her mouth. Then she felt a surge inside his prick somewhere and she knew that was it.
For a few instants more he kept fucking her mouth. In and out with his cock, fast and rough, while she could taste the wet saltiness. He groaned loudly, and she drank in every last bit of his sperm, gulping down the hot globs as they came spewing out of the hole in the head of his penis.
When the boy fell back on the bed, exhausted, Donna went to work on the two tit-suckers on either side of her. Their pricks were almost ready to shoot off now, too, from the oral stimulation and from the massaging she had given them. A few more strokes, and first Joe, then Greg shot off into the air, little droplets sticking to her hands. Then she settled back to concentrate on the eating out her cunt was getting.
Jack's lips kept nibbling at the sensitive skin down there, and his tongue was licking at her pussy, teasing it, driving her into a state of distraction. She lay back and closed her eyes, her entire being centered on her pussy. The others had left her now, and she let her arms droop on the side of the bed, her head resting on a pillow. Finally she could stand it no longer.
"Put it in," she whispered hoarsely. "Fuck me, someone."
She didn't know who she was talking to. Anyone would do, any cock could stick up her pussy right now and bring her off. She kind of hoped it would be Tom; she liked the feel of his cock inside her mouth. But Greg and Joe and Jack also had nice pricks and would do just fine.
Just instants later, though, she felt a hard one prodding its way expertly into her. She didn't even bother to look up to find out who it was. All she cared about was that it felt good.
Her pussy was wide open and taking that cock in like a big suction cup. Her clit bulged out to catch every sensation, too. She could come any second or wait, it didn't make any difference to her. The guy moved inside her pussy now, slowly at first but gradually moving into high-gear and punching away at her pussy with his rod. He moved in rapid little jerks, pushing his way in as far as it would go, then pulling back out. Donna moved with him, her eyes closed tightly, and thought of nothing but her pussy, her beautiful pussy, growing bigger and getting ready to burst.
Whoever it was started it. He groaned and his cock began to pulsate deep within her pussy. That set off the huge waves of sensation in her cunt. She quaked and writhed madly. Out of her throat came shrill little screams. She reached out and grabbed the flesh of the stud who was standing near her. One of them bent down to kiss her open mouth. And the man who lay on top of her kept pumping away as his last spurts of come went off into her pussy walls.
This is heaven, Donna thought, in the last throes of her massive orgasm. Her cunt tingled for the longest time after the others had gotten up from the bed. She lay there, hugging a pillow to her breast, and moaning softly.
Then she got up and made the deal. They were to be at the Club next Thursday.