Chapter 10
About half an hour later, June went to each bedroom to tell the girls that the orgy action would be held in the conference room. The men reluctantly pulled themselves away from their beautiful bed partners they were sharing and did as June instructed.
Bright-colored beach towels were spread around the room to form a circle, and the luscious girls spread out on the beach towels, and with their hands massaging their vaginas, got the point across. Two men were once more assigned to each girl.
June presided in the center.
"We've planned a re-run of a Roman orgy," June began, "Here we have the most delicious girls we could find for you to nibble on."
As the young bell-boys went around the room with cans of whipped cream, and cherries, the men marveled at the arrangement. Each girl was having her breasts covered with the white, whipped cream. And on each breast there was a red cherry, and down at her vagina, more whipped cream swirled out, and again-there was the cherry.
The men began licking the whipped cream off each breast. And as their tongues lapped away, the girls exclaimed, the appropriate oooohhh's, and ahhhh's to excite their imaginations all the more. Then, they took turns sucking on the whipped cream topped with a cherry, vagina. While one man enjoyed nibbling on a girl's breasts, the other would lick away at her joy hole.
It was a delightful combination, sucking on juicy breasts, and hot vaginas.
Both men were getting so excited, that June knew she'd have to arrange something quickly.
"Alright, men," she exclaimed, "Now, you'll be given another choice. One man will get his ass sucked, followed by a cock suck-while the other man will screw a model's vagina-it's really very simple."
It didn't take the men long to decide who would do the screwing and who would get sucked-off. Dale Dorman was very proud of his display as he walked around the room. He watched the girls turn-on, and frankly marveled at how efficient they all actually were. There were the men, and women on the orange, and blue, and red beach towels. Now, the men were lowering their buttocks on each model's face. And the smiling models were accepting them with delight. With hands outspread, the men were moving their buttocks closer to their mouths. And then their hot tongues would lash out, and start licking on each hot anus.
But, the girl? couldn't be more delighted. They had been trained to use their tongues on the men where it counted. Doing what all the other whores could do-lie back, groping their butt, and moaning was insufficient. June and Dale Dorman agreed, this orgy, had to be something spectacular. And with the lights, and music adding excitement to the sucking and fucking circle, the men's sexual satisfaction was assured.
Dale Dorman observed the men fitting their long, hard penises into place. He noticed they were guiding themselves in slowly, and all the time watching the other men. Apparently, the voyeur instinct-wanting to see others fucking and sucking-was almost universal.
And this was why Dorman figured he'd played it cool to stage both kinds of sex-sex with the privacy of a bedroom, where the trios could carry on in more or less privacy, and a big, splashy free-for-all orgy, where the action could become more inflamed, and intense as the passions built to match the orgy action.
Now, the crowning act was brought into a center spot, while the girls sucked on the men's behinds, pulled on their penises, in a rim-and jerk fantasy session.
A tall blonde girl, with a German shepherd on a rhinestone leash paraded into her place at the center of the room. She got up on the gold mattress in the center of the room, and the dog's huge penis was on display. Spreading her legs, she got the dog quickly in line with her vagina, and then she begged the dog to have sex with her.
"Fuck me, lover," she begged, "Give it all to me! I want it all!"
The dog's huge penis drove into her vagina, adding intensity, and dramatics to the proceedings. Now, the men were turning on to the point, where the ass licking had to end, and the cocksucking begin.
Flipping their huge penises into the girl's faces, the men began demanding the same thing, "Suck my cock! That's a good girl, open wide!"
As their mouths opened to receive the penises, they grunted their pleasure.
"Suck it, suck my prick. Eat my dirty dong. Go ahead," one man demanded, as his body began sweating in the emotional heat the orgy had generated.
Dale Dorman advised the man operating the stereo that it was time to put the African fertility drums on the machine. Quickly, the hot-blooded African drums began sounding in the room, as the authentic fertility drum-beats beat in time to the rhythm of hot fucking.
"Oh, baby, you're beautiful," the man from Minnesota gasped, as he slid his tool down the throat of the girl before him. She accepted it like a sword swallower, letting her hands pull on his behind.
The men who were pumping it to the vagina were flipping out of their gourds too. They thoroughly enjoyed watching the action, and as they glanced around the suck and fuck circle, they discovered that indeed there was plenty of action, even without the dog fucker in the center spot.
And then the men started to get their rocks off. Action paced at such a high pitch couldn't last for too long-it was too intense. And if fault there was, Dale deduced, it was that the fabulous moment of scintillating orgasm couldn't be captured, and sustained for more than those few fabulous seconds when the penis shoots its load.
Dorman couldn't help grasping his own main stem, and pumping at the sight of it. Then, he observed there was one woman who could do it for him. The dog fucker. Her hands were free. He went to the center of the room, and flipped his penis in her face.
"Mind if I join your act?" he chuckled as the girl adjusted herself so he could straddle her breasts without disturbing the dog, who had to get his rocks off in the worst way, apparently-from the way he was pumping it to her. Once he was in line with her hot mouth, Dale Dorman, vice-president of "See-Through Lingerie" shoved it down her throat.
"That's it, baby," he blurted, "Suck my joint!"
His balls rode her chin, as he drove it to her, "Ohhhhh, baby, that's beautiful. Suck me, suck me!" he exclaimed, as the passion built in his loins.
"Ohhhhh, ahhh, yes, yes, suck my cock.
Suck it!" Mercilessly, he drove it down her throat, as his eyes shot around the room. Even though he'd primarily arranged the orgy for business, he had to admit it was a mighty pleasurable concept in any event.
The girl went on sucking, and her hands did wonderful things to his behind. Kneading his buttocks, massaging the sides of his ass, all added enormously to the pleasure. Smiling down at her young, and beautiful face, he thrilled to see how she hung onto the tip of his penis.
"That's a good girl," he gasped, "Now, now-eat it-eat that cock! Ohhhhh, ahhhh, yes, yes-baby-suck my prick! Suck it off! Ahhh, ohhhhhh, yes, yes, suck that cock!"
The penis finally exploded.
"Now, now, gobble it. Doesn't it taste good? Is it sweet enough for you?" he smiled down at her. The passion was sustained, and the girl refused to take her mouth off Dale's dick until she'd had the pleasure of devouring his cum completely.
If there was one thing Dorman liked it was a girl who could put enthusiasm into her work, especially if her work happened to be cock-sucking. Girls who did it in a half-hearted way were worse than giving himself a hand-job, he concluded, and that was why he made the point perfectly clear to June Vincent that she should tell the models to give-give-give out!
Now, he slid himself out, just as the dog got there. "Hey, we almost shot it into her at the same time," he chuckled, as he patted the dog's rump.
Then, he noticed some of the men were finishing. He got a particular charge watching one black man, with a huge, black penis who had it so far down the model's throat, he wondered if the girl would choke on it.
"Eat that black prick," he was crying in wild-eyed wonder. "Go ahead, cocksucker-eat that prick-got a good load of sperm in there for you, white chick. And my sperm is white-even if my cock is black."
It was a spectacle to see the blonde girl's hands grasping his smooth black behind. She was massaging him, as his black balls bounced merrily on her chin as he pumped it down her throat. Her mouth fastened to his sliding black penis, and her cheeks sucked in.
"Ahhh, ohhh, suck me, suck me, hot baby, suck that black dick!"
When he noticed Dale Dorman watching, he exclaimed, "Ohhh, man, this white chick sucks it like my wife never did. Guess she ain't used to black prick, and she's going out of her fuckin' mind eatin' it."
"Keep it up, old boy," Dale smiled, as he tapped him playfully on the shoulder.
June Vincent had the New York wholesaler's penis in her mouth. She knew it was important to give him a good ride as he bought for such a huge section. But, he was something else to suck on. Apparently, he'd gotten his rocks off a few times earlier in the evening-either that or he'd been drinking so much he couldn't produce up to his quota. She knew, however, that he was determined to get his gun off-no matter what. And this knowledge made it rough for her to go on.
"Eat it," he begged her, "Suck that prick. Thata' girl-eat my joint!"
It was half hard yet, even with all his efforts. She thought perhaps a finger gliding up his ass-hole would help, or maybe even a prostate massage. She vowed she'd get his rocks off if it killed her, and judging from how long it was taking him to shoot his gun off-she thought it very well might finish her off.
"Suck me," he begged, "Suck my cock. Ahh, ohhh, I think I'm coming-I-ahhhhh."
But it was a false alarm, and he had to muster up more ball juice somehow to make it shoot. And then there was fiery redhead Myrna. She was eating a Mexican guy's dong. As she .sucked him in, she enjoyed the smell of his sweaty balls, and it turned her on to see it sliding way in. way out. The saliva-slickened instrument was something to see. But best of all was the comforting feel of his balls as they bounced up and down on her chin.
"Eat it, cocksucker, eat it," he cried out, as she sucked away. Meantime, the man who was pumping it to her up her snatch was getting her very best snapping-pussy action.
He was stammering, and stuttering and flipping out. "Ohhhh, ahhhh, suck-suck that cock," the Mexican man demanded, thinking perhaps she was devoting too much time to making her pussy snap for the man driving it up her vagina, and too little time eating his dong.
Debbie was making her hot mouth move up and down a middle aged, balding man from Baltimore. He was a buyer for a big area, and she knew how vital it was to give him such a wild cocksucking he'd buy scads of panties, and bras, thus keeping the "See-Through Lingerie Company" in business.
Meantime, a young, horny fucker from Michigan was driving it savagely up her gash. She almost wondered if he'd tear her he was plowing into her in such rapid-fire force.
At the same time, the Michigan buyer was stammering, "Grab my dong. baby doll. That's it, massage it! Fuck me, ohh, ahhh, yes, yes, fuck it!"
He slid himself hard in and out of her, and he finally unloaded. "Ohhhh, ahhh, I'm coming," he exclaimed. His orgasm triggered the man shoving it down her throat to shoot his wad. He gasped, "Ohhhhh. so am I-come on, cocksucker, eat my dick. Eat it. Go after the juice! Suck it, honey, suck it!"
By then, the whole room had nearly finished shooting their rocks off, and Charlie Nolan was nowhere in sight. He was sleeping peacefully in his bedroom, having had his sex taken care of expertly by June.
But, there was still problems for the man who was fucking June Vincent's face, and with almost everybody having gotten their guns off, she decided to employ strategy.
If the man could be fooled into thinking he'd shot his gun off when he hadn't then she knew she had it made. So, June Vincent decided to put on an act. After all, much of it would be a face-saving device, because the man didn't want to think he couldn't make it as many times as his business associates.
Now, she pretended that it was shooting. A look of triumph flashed across the New York wholesale buyer's face, as he saw her head bobbing, her cheeks sucking in, her face flushing, and heard gurgling in her throat.
With her part of the performance, letter perfect, he was almost hypnotized into thinking his penis was actually shooting, and therefore, he had to go along with the act.
"Eat it," he gasped, "Eat my cock. Ohhhhh, ahhh, suck me, suck my cock. Ahhh, ohhh, yes, yes, suck me!"
June nodded, as if she was getting a good load and using the saliva in her mouth to fool him. It worked. He thought he'd come, and finally he pulled his flaccid prick out of her mouth much to her relief.
As June and the other girls got up, and returned to the bedrooms, Dale Dorman saw to it that the men were again served platters of food, and plenty of drinks.
Always following a wild sexual session, Dorman knew it was good tb have plenty of food available for the men to enjoy. They relished their food with hearty appetites, as the constant energy expended in unloading their sperms into the women had depleted their reserves of energy.
"Oh, Wow!" the New York wholesale buyer exclaimed, as he saw all the food and drink being served, "This has gotta' be the biggest blast we ever had-and you can be sure I'm going to order big. I've never had such a good time in all my life."
"I haven't either," Dale Dorman chuckled.