Chapter Twenty-Two
They fucked, rested, talked, snacked, sucked, and fucked again, all through the night. Ray surprised himself and the women with his stamina.
Louise and Jeannie told Ray all about the club, describing in minute detail all the events that took place there. Ray's prick got hard again, with each description, aided by two pair of tender caressing hands and two sets of soft, sucking lips.
He learned how Louise had been fucked by two men at the same time, how she had discovered sucking pussy, how the new neighbors had put on a show for Louise, and how he would be pleasured by Ginger as soon as Jeannie could set up another party.
"And Ginger isn't the only woman I know," Jeannie said with a mischievous grin. "Scott and I have made lots of very good friends over the years. Many of them are single women who love to fuck. How would you like a party with scads of hot, nubile women ready to fuck your ears off and suck your cock until you think it's going to drop off?"
"He'd love it!" Louise chimed in before Ray could answer. "But he gets that kind of party only if he agrees to one where there are scads of lusty young studs to take care of us!"
"Agreed!" Ray enthused. "I'm no fool. God, if I had known what I was missing, I would have changed my mind a long time ago."
Ray finally went to sleep as the sun rose on a new day. The women sucked each other to one final, shattering climax before Jeannie left for home.
"I've got to take care of my man, too," she said. "You stay out of trouble and I'll call you in a day or so. Louise, be sure to leave something for the party. It will be a doozer, I can promise you. Ray will think he's died and gone to heaven."
"I'll buy tons of oysters for him," Louise teased. "He's going to need them, because we've got a lot of lost time to make up for."
Louise snuggled up against her husband and went to sleep with a smile on her lovely lips. Her mind was filled with visions of all the wonderful days to come.