Chapter 10
"As is the case with a lot of things in the 1990s," Angela began, "the problem concerning the ranch is money." She was surprisingly business-like, given her physical and spiritual bent, not to mention the fact that we were lying naked in bed together!
"You see, Jane, I've been too generous," the slender brunette went on. "Not all of the seekers who came here could afford to pay, so I gave them a free ride. And now I'm way behind on the mortgage payments, and I'm faced with foreclosure."
When I heard that, I sat up in shock, my large breasts breaking free of the sheets and my tousled red hair shaking. The prospect of having our little paradise invaded or taken away was a rude awakening, indeed.
"While I've kept the problem a secret from the others and even from you until now, Jane," Angela concluded, "I've already tried everything I know to solve it. Quite frankly, I've even fucked the guy at the bank, like the old cliche. He's held off for a while, but now there's nothing more he can do."
I put my arm around my friend and gave the matter some thought. Then, maybe because I'd just awakened, a wild idea crossed my mind. We were, after all, only a few miles from Las Vegas, the gambling capital of the world. And we were already outlaws of a sort, with our older woman-younger man "religion."
"We need to try a scam," I said, feeling inwardly amazed that I, as a former conservative university professor, was thinking along those lines. "And this is my plan."
Before I went any farther, though, I used the bedside phone to call up Mandy and have her join us. The big blond sex goddess arrived, looking sleepy-eyed and mildly surprised to see Angela and me together. But she took off her robe and got in the king-size bed, too, her smooth white flesh radiating warmth.
"Here's the deal," I continued, after having explained to our new arrival the dire straits concerning the ranch. "We find a bunch of high rollers who will pay to see you and Bill, with your special relationship, put on a sex show. That alone will raise some money."
I paused. "But then we take big bets that you won't go all the way and fuck. We know that you will, of course, so we'll make a bundle."
Mandy thought for a moment, then smiled. "Sure, why not? It's nothing Bill and I haven't done before, and it's for a good cause. I'm game!"
So she, Angela, and I talked over the details, feeling much better about the prospects for the ranch. And, when we were done, we felt so much better that not only did Angela and I make love, but the luscious blond also joined us for a wild three-way.
We threw off the covers, laying the big mattress bare like a stage. Angela and I started off by putting Mandy between us and tending to her huge white breasts. Each of us licked one of her thick red nipples to hardness, after which we played our tongues all over her smooth tit flesh. She writhed around, closing her blue eyes and moaning softly.
Then we moved lower. Running our hands over her sexy belly, each of us settled on one of her swelling thighs, squeezing it gently. That made her yellow-furred pussy start to cream, as evidenced by the appearance of a drop of clear fluid between her labia. My, it was nice work making lesbian love to that mature, 1950s-style blond!
Her snatch beckoned to us, and we went for it. Angela took hold of one of her labia and I the other, and we tugged her open to the hot, wet pink. We fingered her clit and poked into her love hole, which made her big body buck and heave.
"Oh, you two!" Mandy moaned, in her high, very feminine voice. "You're driving me crazy. I've never had two such wanton broads work on me like this before!"
"Well, we're getting pretty hot, too," I replied. "So let's get into a position where we can all scratch our itch!"
Then the three of us got up onto our hands and knees. We must have presented a pretty picture there, with our heavy tits hanging and our crotches shamelessly exposed. Any man entering the cabin at that point would have become instantly erect and would have been hard put not to join us. Women, I knew, could be even more raunchy than men once we were aroused.
Just for fun, we wrestled around for a while before we got down to business. Angela and I squared off, reared up like Amazons, and grasped each other's shoulders. We flexed our muscles, pretending to try to throw our partner down on the bed and then really trying to. It seemed especially fitting for strong, mature women to play that way. Our big breasts shook nakedly, our bellies, asses, and thighs tightened, our faces strained and our hair flew.
"Wow!" Mandy exclaimed as she watched us. "That really takes me back. The guy in New York who made a movie of me stripping made films like that, too, but the women were in underwear, not totally nude!"
Being heavier, I soon wrestled Angela to the mattress, just as I'd done playing with Sal in the desert. Apparently my liberated life, which had begun with ideas and moved on to sex, also included being a tough, combative "broad"! Facing her, I sat on her lower chest and held down her arms as she bucked under me and kicked her shapely legs. We were smiling at each other, but we were getting a serious charge out of what we were doing. And it didn't hurt that Angela's shaking tits were rubbing on my pussy and thighs!
"Okay, Jane, you win," she said. "You can let me up now."
"Then stop kicking," I replied teasingly.
"No, I won't," she challenged.
"All right," I responded. "Then I guess I'll have to sit on your face!"
To the surprise of everyone, including myself, I moved on up and did that. Now I had my wet, wide-open pussy right on Angela's mouth! Her nose was nestled in my soft red fur, and her dark eyes were looking up at me. I gazed down between my proudly thrusting breasts at her, feeling amazed to be in that superior position.
"Well, you've got me now," she mumbled around my pubes. "But I guess I won't complain. I can just start our little three-way by eating your tasty twat!"
My, but we were getting raunchy! I couldn't think about that, though, because of the expert way my female friend was giving me head. The room and everything in it seemed to disappear as I abandoned myself to her mouth work. She did my clit well and darted her tongue into my opening, making her tongue incredibly long and hard, almost like a cock. My juices flowed freely, coating her lips and cheeks. I raised my arms and twined my fingers in my red hair, which lifted my breasts and made them thrust out farther. Damn, I was one prodigious woman!
"Oh!" I shouted, as Angela ate me faster and even squeezed my ass to bring me along. "Oh, you're going to make me cum. Make me cum. Oh!"
"Mmmmm," she hummed, as her tongue penetrated me unbelievably deeply. "Mmmmm!"
Then, as if that wasn't enough, Mandy got into the act. She straddled Angela below and behind me, surely grinding her pussy onto hers. But what I knew for sure was that she reached around and squeezed my tits, then plunged her fingers down and helped Angela do my pussy. Thank goodness for such good friends!
I came then, and boy, did I cum! An orgasm so strong that it almost made me faint surged up through my heaving body. My head swam, my tits shook, my nipples ached, and my belly felt like it was on a wonderful kind of fire. I clamped my haunches so tightly onto Angela's head that Mandy had to pull me off her. As it was, I practically drowned her in a flood of my honey.
"Oh, God!" I sighed as I went through that incredibly satisfying, incredibly draining orgasm.
At last I came down to earth. And I was happy to see that Mandy and Angela had climaxed, too. Mandy had been so primed by our stroking of her that it had only taken her touching her pussy to Angela's to make her go off like a shot. And as for our leader, who wouldn't have cum in the position she was in?
I got off Angela, and we rested for a while. But we weren't done yet! The great thing about our brand of free, real, all-out sex was that it didn't make you tired and dreamy. It just made you sharper and ready for more! We had cultivated our sexual selves to a point where we were insatiable, I realized. But there were a lot worse things to be that way about!
A blond, a brunette, and a redhead, we three mature and voluptuous women squared off on the bed again. This time, though, it was in a circle on our sides, with our pretty faces at each other's clean, delicious rear. Since Angela had already eaten me, it only seemed right that I had my lips between her firm round ass cheeks, on her dark-furred quim. In turn, she was burrowing into Mandy's blond box, and that sex goddess was tasting me. Our juicy thighs clamped tightly on each other's head as we really got into it. The ranch was dedicated to older woman-younger man sex, but it was also a lesbo heaven!
Holding onto each others' buns or thighs for dear life, we licked, tongued, and slurped to our hearts' delight. We knew that there was nothing wrong with sex, and everything that was right. Our own tingling pubes inspired us to eat more avidly, and that continued right around the circle. We were lost in a wonderful, feminine world of our own.
We all came again, softly and happily. "Mmmmm!" we went. "Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Mmmmm!" We were just disengaging, licking our lips, when the door of the cabin opened.
At first, it seemed like another rude awakening, and it did make me recall the danger our whole little world of the ranch was in. But instead of being some sheriff or banker threatening foreclosure, it was just the sexy stud duo, blond Hal and my own dark-haired Sal. They'd come to my cabin on the chance that I might want a little morning pick-me-up, as it were.
"Oh! Sorry, ladies," Sal grinned. "We always seem to be breaking in like this. We didn't mean to crash your little party."
"Orgy is more like it," Hal added, taking in our voluptuous female forms. "And, come to think of it, a bigger orgy wouldn't be a bad idea!"
So we welcomed the male company. Insatiable as we'd become, it wasn't unwelcome at all.
The two young studs had to satisfy the three of us women, but they were literally more than up for it. When they stripped off their T-shirts and jeans, their cocks sprang rigidly to attention. In my new life, cocks looked more and more beautiful to me, with their swollen heads, their long, blue-veined shafts, and their throbbing readiness to give me pleasure. I felt as though I could go around with a cock in my itchy pussy all day!
And it didn't take us long to figure out how to fuck. Angela, Mandy, and I arranged ourselves nude in a row on the king-size bed, on our hands and knees. In that position, our generous, hard-nippled breasts hung shamelessly, our velvety backs were arched, and our luscious asses wiggled in the air. Our snatches were wide open, showing their tender pink petals, and our fur was already soggy from our all-woman encounter. As we looked wantonly back over our shoulders, we must have looked like a wildly fuckable trio.
"Damn, you older women!" Sal laughed, as he and Hal went to their knees behind us. "You're always ready, and always in your prime. You keep us young studs on our toes!"
"Yes," Angela replied. "There's no rest for the weary. We suck all the jism out of you! But you can make more, and you do have to earn your keep. So service us. Give us your meat!"
The youthful twosome did. Angela and Mandy were to my left, and the guys thrust deeply into them. Soon my female friends were rocking back and forth, their eyes glazed with lust and their hair and breasts swinging, their pussies making a squishy sound as they took cock. Their smooth flesh quivered, and they began to build to a climax.
"Hey, how about me?" I complained. My hole felt so aching and empty, and I was actually rocking back and forth too, pretending to fuck with nothing in me.
"Don't worry, Jane," Sal replied. "We've got you covered." Then to Hal he said, "Move down. Switch!"
With hardly any interruption to their sexy motion, the two guys did. Sal had been in Angela and Hal in Mandy, so now the dark-haired stud was in Mandy and the young blond hunk was in me. I felt his long, thick rod plunging energetically and deeply into my sensitized channel, filling my need. In fact, my mature, madly juicing pussy was stuffed.
"Oh, yes!" I moaned, getting my whole voluptuous body into a delicious motion. "Oh, give it all to me. Slide your big dick between my labia. Work it on my clit. Stick it as deep as it will go. Clean me out!"
Hal did, until his strong thighs were hitting right on my naked ass. He even pushed farther, getting so much of himself into my cleft that I thought his swollen balls would follow. Never had I had anything that deep in me.
And, even in my new life, I'd never been so conscious of breaking free, in my body, my mind, and my soul. Hal's big cock was indeed cleaning out all three.
Feeling like a totally sexual being, I let myself go more than ever before. It was as though I were entering a new dimension, one that everything I'd done thus far had prepared me for. I seemed to take leave of my body, yet to be truly myself for the first time. Sex had done that for me, and it was so clean and good.
"Oh!" I screamed, as I flowed straight to an orgasm and beyond. Every inch of me shook with a sublime release, inside and out. It didn't hurt that Hal's long, thick tool seemed to be poking halfway up my belly, reaching whole new erogenous zones. But my attitude and my spiritual state were part of it, too.
I screamed so loudly that the others actually stopped their fucking to cheer me on. I kept cumming and cumming, my hanging tits shaking, my head nodding as if I would faint, and my quim simply pouring out juice. At last, though, I was done. And Hal let go in a huge, pounding orgasm of his own, pulling out his jerking tool to shoot great wads of white stuff all over my dripping pubes.
While that was happening, the others in our orgy had resumed their action and had gone over the top themselves. Blond Mandy was still twirling her luscious tail, working her magic pussy on Sal's rod and sucking out the last of his load. Even dark-haired Angela, surely inspired by my great performance, had reached back between her legs and diddled herself to fulfillment.
Still, insatiable as we older female voluptuaries had become, we were ready for more. And the young studs we had to provide it only seemed whetted by what we'd already done.
"It seems a shame that one of us gals has to be empty part of the time," Angela sighed, pretending to pout like a nineteen-year-old.
"We can take care of that," Sal grinned. "We can pick up the pace a bit. Remember the time we played musical chairs? Well, now it can be musical pussies!"
"How can I forget?" our leader laughed. "Yes. Let's go!"
We three women were still in a row on our hands and knees with the two studs kneeling behind us, so we got right back into it. Sal moved over and slid his renewed manhood into my pussy, and Hal moved to the head of the line to give Angela what she needed. They fucked for a few strokes, using their hands to stroke our wiggling asses or to reach underneath to squeeze our hanging boobs. Our orgy was back in business, for sure!
But then the guys switched, and faster this time. It was fuck, fuck, switch, fuck, fuck, switch! We would be empty for a moment, and then have Sal's cock in us, then Hal's. Soon we lost track, physically as well as mentally, of where we were at all.
Still, it wasn't good enough for Angela, considerate leader that she was. "I want us all filled," she said. At that, she got up, put on her robe, and left my cabin. And when she came back, she was brandishing a dildo, a big rubber prick!
If we hadn't been lost in sex before, we were now. The two guys stopped switching around, settling instead into Mandy and me again. But that didn't bother our leader, because she was tending to herself! Back on her hands and knees, she was reaching underneath herself and plunging the fake dick into her pussy to beat the band.
Now we three women came for the second time. It wasn't as earth-shaking as before, but there was something to be said for the soft, quiet kind of orgasm, too. Where the first one had been body-wracking and spectacular, this one seemed to fill us all with a marvelous peace. We rocked languidly back at the young studs' cocks as they worked them around in us, and in Angela's case, the dildo. We came almost imperceptibly, but cum we did, as witnessed by our warm, flowing juices.
"Ahh!" we sighed, sinking down onto the mattress. God, sex was great!
Then the studs slid out of us, or rather we slid off them. But they weren't about not to cum themselves. I looked back over my shoulder and saw them take their rods in their hands and begin stroking them slowly. As they brought themselves off, they threw back their heads, closed their eyes, and sighed with deepest pleasure.
Soon their cocks went off together, which was always an exciting sight for me. Their first strong jets of jism shot out, followed by the rest of their steaming white loads. It always amazed me that men had that stuff in them. My eyes watched in hungry fascination as they shot it all.
At last our orgy was over. The five of us believers, two male and three female, two younger and one older, sank down on the bed with ultimate satisfaction. Although it was still morning, we slept as one softly-breathing, happy mass of sexy flesh.
But when we woke up, Angela brought us back to the outside world by reminding us women, and telling Sal and Hal for the first time, about the danger to the ranch. The young studs quickly approved of our plan to save it, and refreshed by our orgy, we all got to work.