Chapter 11
Brandy walked over to the door and lightly ran her fingers over the knuckles holding the coffee cup. She smiled as they started to tremble.
"Er.. .coffee?" stammered Freddy.
"Oh, sure, honey," sighed Brandy. "I just love coffee." Her fingers began to tickle his wrist. "In fact, I just love anything hot." Her fingers started to trail up his arm. "You got anything else hot?"
The arm suddenly started to withdraw. Brandy, just as quick, grabbed it. At the same time, Stella threw open the door. The coffee sloshed in the cup and a couple of drops landed on Brandy's boobs.
"Look at this!" said Brandy. "Now what am I going to do? I don't have a towel!"
Freddy was standing there in the doorway in shock. He couldn't even stutter any more. Brandy was afraid he was going to stay that way, shocked into stone.
"Well, do something," yelled Stella as she pulled Freddy into the room by the back of his collar. "Don't just stand there! Start licking! You're the one who spilled it!"
Brandy could feel Freddy's hot breath on her tits. Her nipples were poking against the lenses of his eyeglasses. She glanced at Stella who gave her a quick wink and smile.
"Go on!" commanded Stella in a stern voice. "Do your duty! Act like a man!"
Freddy stuck his tongue out about a half-inch and gently brushed it against Brandy's soft mountain. Ronnie came over to watch and took the coffee out of his hand before he spilled more of it. Then she took his empty hand and placed it on Brandy's other tit, and took off his glasses.
Freddy raised his eyes to look at Brandy, clearly waiting for her to tell him to stop, but she just smiled at him. He took another timid lick and gently squeezed the firm flesh.
"Mmmmmm," sighed Brandy, encouraging him. "That feels good!"
Bolder now, Freddy took her nipple between his lips for a soft kiss. More sighs from Brandy. He began to suck a little harder, and his hand began to explore the warm flesh.
"I think he's getting the idea," said Stella to Ronnie in a whisper.
"But how can we tell for sure?" asked Ronnie, playing innocent.
"Well, I heard somewhere that there is a certain part of a man that grows when he's interested. Let's see if we can find it."
Ronnie and Stella began to run their hands up and down Freddy's body. His prick was straining against the front of his trousers. "I think I found it," said Ronnie. "What do I do now?"
Freddy started to pull away from Brandy, but she pulled his head back to her soft pillows. "Don't you worry about them. You just keep doing what you're doing and they'll take care of everything else."
"Well, let's see," said Stella, undoing his belt buckle. We have to find out how to get this out."
"Let me help!" squealed Ronnie. "This is fun!" She pulled down Freddy's zipper.
Freddy started sucking Brandy's tits like a starving man. One to the other, back and forth. He couldn't seem to stay in one place. Bolder, his hands started to explore not only her boobs, but the rest of her body. He stroked the cheeks of her taut ass like it was the finest silk.
"Holy shit! Would you look at this!" exclaimed Stella.
Brandy felt it before she saw it. Stella had released Freddy's prick from its fabric prison and it was nudging the bottom of Brandy's tits. She couldn't believe it! She stepped back a step, looked down, and right there it was, looking back at her with its one eye!
"Who ever would have thought Freddy.. . " said a stunned Ronnie.
Freddy found himself being stared at by the three females. His cock was waving in all its glory. All 12 inches of it! Brandy saw how badly he was blushing. "That's great, Freddy! You must have women flocking to you all the time."
"Uh.. .no.. .not exactly. I mean.. .well, I, uh, I think I'm not quite right. You know. Too different."
"You're different!" said Stella. "You are wonderfully different! I've been hoping to find someone as different as you for a long time."
"You really mean it?"
"Just let me give that beautiful sucker a kiss," said Stella, and tilted her head down slightly to reach the tip of his cock.
"Oh," said Freddy, "You don't want to do that! I mean.. .well, you don't have to say that or anything."
Brandy laughed. "You really don't know what a prize you have there, do you, Freddy? And yes, she does have to kiss it. She'd better get a little lube on it before she fucks your brains out!"
"What? I.. .you.. .I can't!"
Stella straightened up. "What do you mean, you can't? Don't you want to?"
"Yeah," said Brandy. "You were willing to suck on my titties and feel up my ass, so what's the deal?"
"Right," agreed Ronnie. "You work here.
You know what goes on. What's wrong?"
Freddy got even redder. "I don't know how."
The three women looked at him and then at each other. "You mean you're a virgin?" whispered Brandy.
Freddy nodded. "I almost did it couple of times, but when they saw the size of my whang, they ran. I just figured I'd never find anyone to do it with."
"Oh, Freddy!" laughed Stella. "You were just looking in the wrong place, but, honey, you struck pay dirt this time! You and I are going to break in that gorgeous cock of yours right and proper!"
"Excuse me! Hey! Let's get to work.. . " started Peter. Then he noticed Freddy. "Good grief, Freddy! Is that yours?"
Freddy started fumbling with his pants, trying to get them up over his huge erection, apologizing all the while.
"No, Freddy," said Peter. "It's okay. Really. I just never would have thought.. .well, you were always in the background and, well, I thought of you as background. How would you like a promotion?"
"A promotion?" stuttered Freddy. "You mean, I'm not fired?"
"Fired? Hell no! We can put that equipment of yours to good use. This changes a few things I was planning, but what the hell, let's just go with it and see what happens. All of you.. .over to the set."
Brandy got in front and grabbed the end of Freddy's cock to lead him. Ronnie and Stella got on each side and wrapped their hands around it. There was still some left over that they couldn't cover.
"I wish you'd stop that," said Freddy. "It might go off."
"That's what I'm hoping," grinned Stella, "but not until it's where I want it!"
Freddy stumbled, his feet caught up in his pants that were down around his knees, making it difficult to walk.
"Let's just get rid of those," said Stella, releasing her grip to pull his pants the rest of the way. Ronnie and Brandy helped to take them off, then stripped him completely. Brandy was impressed with his well-toned body, and, without the glasses, his face was really cute.
"You need a new wardrobe," she told him. "You've been hiding a great bod under a bunch of rags."
"Over here," directed Peter. "Just mingle around there on the set so I can check the lighting."
The set was a seashore scene, complete with sand and shells. There were blankets and towels scattered around. "I sure am glad to see those," said Brandy.
"Me, too," replied Stella.
"What's the difference?" asked Ronnie. "I heard that people do it on the beach all the time."
"Yeah, they do," laughed Brandy. "But I guarantee you they only do it once on the sand. You don't know misery until you get sand up your twat, or he gets it on his cock before he can put it in."
"That's for sure," agreed Stella.
Freddy was eyeing Stella's huge knockers. "Want a taste?" she asked him. "Help yourself!"
He did just that. He tried to get a good portion of one of the huge tits in his mouth, but there was a lot left over. "You're gonna have stretch marks on your lips," teased Brandy.
"Well, whoever gets hold of him will have stretch marks on her lips, too," said Ronnie, looking at his enormous hard-on. "Either set!"
"Or both!" said Brandy. "We have to get him away from Stella's tits first."
"No you don't," said Stella. She pushed Freddy gently back and looked around until she found a low beach chair. She led Freddy to it, then knelt in it. "This should be about right," she said. She reached for Freddy's dick and pulled him to her. She positioned the long dong between her huge knockers.
Freddy caught on in a hurry and started to titty-fuck her. The head of his prick plus another five inches came out the top of the mounds.
"Mine!" yelled Brandy, and ducked her head so her mouth could reach the delicious morsel in front of it. Her lips stretched over the purple head. The glistening drops of cum were as tasty as they looked.
"Stop!" yelled Freddy. "I can't stand it!" His hips kept in motion, plunging his hard-on back between the big pillows.
Brandy sucked in on the one-eyed monster and managed to get a good part of it in her mouth. Her head jerked up and down as it followed its prize.
"Get your mind on something else, Freddy," Stella told him. "Make it last."
On WHAT?" exclaimed Freddy, almost to the bursting point.
"Here!" said Ronnie. She stood on a chair and shoved her bare beaver into his face. "Eat it!" she said. "Eat it all! And don't you dare cum until I do!"
Freddy had to turn his head to reach the hairless slit, but he didn't seem to mind. His tongue flicked out, and Stella gasped, "It's as long as his dick!"
"OOOOOoohhhh," moaned Ronnie as his thick, long tongue parted the petals of her pink pussy lips.
Brandy quit sucking and watched with Stella as Ronnie's legs parted even farther and Freddy's tongue began to bore its way into her tight hole. Freddy didn't miss a stroke with his cock as he worked his mouth-snake deeper and deeper into Ronnie.
"Good grief!" said Stella. "I've known guys that didn't have a prick that big, let alone a tongue. I'll bet his hobby is licking his eyebrows!"
"I know!" answered Brandy. "No one I've known has ever come close. I just don't see how he's kept this a secret all this time. If the word gets out, he'll have women lined up around the block just to get a look at him."
"A look and a lick!" laughed Stella.
Freddy had his tongue buried as far as it would go inside Ronnie. She grasped him by the hair and hung on as he started to tongue-fuck her in time to his titty-fucking of Stella.
Brandy bent over once again and caught his cockhead between her lips. She bobbed up and down with it, shoving the tip of her tongue into its slit. The slightly salty taste of his lube made her pussy twitch.
Brandy felt Stella's arm move and knew she was playing with Freddy's balls. She could hear Freddy's moaning along with his slurping. As hard as his prick was, she didn't think it would take long for him to reach his limit!
"Oh, yes!" yelled Ronnie. "I love it! I love it. Your tongue is the best I've ever had! Oh, Fred! Oh, yes!
Yes! Yes!" she screamed as she climaxed into Freddy's face.
Freddy licked at the stream of nectar pouring from Ronnie's cunt as long as he could. With Stella's tits surrounding his prick, her fingers playing with his balls and Brandy's tongue doing a dance on his cockhead, there was no way he could hold back any longer.
"You better watch out!" he shouted. "It's gonna blow!"
Brandy thought she could handle it. She'd had a lot of experience sucking cock. It was one of her favorite hobbies.
"I'm warning you! I can't hold back! I'm.. . I'm.. .I'm.. .cumming!"
The first wad hit the back of Brandy's throat and filled her mouth before she could swallow! He kept shooting! Time after time, load after load. She couldn't keep up. Cum was dripping out the sides of her mouth and down his shaft. She finally pulled away and watched as the force of his orgasm continued, shooting his sperm two feet into the air.
The sticky cream splattered over all three women. His geyser finally settled down to a trickle and he collapsed to his knees.
"That was some show!" said Stella, rubbing his man-cream into her boobs. "This stuff is good for the skin. As much as he produces, maybe we could bottle and sell it!"
"If you people don't mind, I have the cameras set up and I'd like to take some pictures," said Peter.
"Guess we'd better get to work," Brandy said. "But we still have a problem."
"What's that?" asked Ronnie.
"Freddy's still a virgin."
"Not for long," grinned Stella, pointing at Freddy's cock. Ronnie was playing with it and it was getting hard again. "I think Freddy is ready to make up for lost time!"
"Nice try, girls and boy," said Peter, "but I wasn't ready to shoot, I need some tests shots. Any ideas?".
"Sure," said Brandy. "How about this?" She leaned toward Stella and began to lick stray drops of cum off her big tits.
"Wonderful!" said Peter, snapping away with his camera. "Keep it up!"
Ronnie, still playing with Freddy's tool, started licking on Stella's other boob. "This is really good!" she exclaimed. "I didn't know it could taste like this."
"Good! Good! Keep it up. Keep going," directed Peter. "Ronnie, why don't you go for the source?"
Ronnie leaned over slightly and tried to get the head of Freddy's cock into her mouth. She had to stretch a lot, but she finally managed to encase the whole bulbous end. Brandy glanced in that direction and, once again, had a fleeting thought that she knew Ronnie from somewhere. It was frustrating not to be able to place her.
Freddy shuffled around, attached to Ronnie's lips, and leaned in to take Stella's nipple between his lips.
"Once you get the hang of it, you really go for it, don't you?" kidded Brandy between licks on her own side. She noticed how Ronnie was really enjoying eating cock. She felt like a matchmaker. She just knew that Ronnie and Freddy were made for each other. That is, if Ronnie could find room in her pussy for Freddy's huge pole. As it was, her cheeks were bulging from just the first couple of inches. Then again, pussies always stretched a lot farther.
"I need more action!" yelled Peter. "Get me some more poses."
Brandy felt Stella's fingers reach between her legs and into her slick channel. They slid up and down the hairless slit, searching for and finding Brandy's erect clit. Brandy shivered in response. She felt her whole body quiver in anticipation. She almost laughed when she thought about why she was here. Maybe this