Chapter 6

Randy opened her deep blue eyes that were drugged with sleep and the sexual exercises of the day before. It was getting late.

That bastard, oooo, that lover, left right after that brazen ass fuck her delivered the horny blonde bitch. Left her right there in a heap on the floor.

The phone rang.

"Miss Murfet?"

"Yes."

"This is Harry Lance."

"Who?"

"You know, Harry. From the escort agency."

When Randy heard that she was all ears. She knelt on the bed and her heavy tits bobbed up in gleeful excitement at his news.

"Oh yes, Harry. Thanks for calling."

"Are you satisfied about last night?"

That hunk of meat had taken her for almost fifteen bills, clean.

"The price was a bit much. But did Johnny tell you about this afternoon?"

"Why he certainly did. May I ask how many couples you prefer?"

"Let's see. Johnny'll be there of course."

"Of course."

"I guess another couple should do it."

"Any preference as to nationality or creed?"

"If they're built like Johnny, that's enough of a creed for me."

"Fine. The price, you know, is fifty an hour."

"Very reasonable. Could you be here for twelve."

"This afternoon you mean."

"Exactly."

"Can do. See you then Miss Mucker."

"And give Johnny a good breakfast."

Hmmmmm, Harry thought. Sounds like Longo did a cracker jack job last night.

"Vanessa, is Longo here yet?"

The crackle of the intercom died out and Vanessa's hoarse voice slid over the inter-office airwave.

"Yes, boss, he just came in."

"Send him in will you?"

"Mmmmmmffff...."

Vanessa had been cupping Johnny's bulging crotch. As she was talking she pulled out his dick and stuffed the snaky head in her big mouth.

"Vaness, off his cock you mangy bitch, and send him in."

She smiled and gulped the monster down her vacuumous throat and then slowly let the fleshy rod out of her voluptuous mouth and thumbed the massive tip.

Johnny pulled it from her and housed the member back inside his roomy pants. What the fuck was on that twerp's pea brain?

"Longo, what did she pay you last night?"

He slammed the door to voice his displeasure with the question.

"The standard fifty, why? Did she complain?"

"No, not exactly. Skip it. Are you ready to go this afternoon."

Harry stared with envy at Johnny's muscular crotch that housed the tool that legend had it that had pierced thousands of women.

"Always ready, boss. Relax."

"Now remember, the bitch is probably married. Don't get bagged."

"What's the difference. She signed the contract didn't she?" Right before he left and she was begging him to stay by making like a demented chimp and baring her ass-hole for him to fuck again, he whipped out the contract.

"Sign this."

He flashed her a pen and she tried to sign the paper while keeping her mouth on his prick. He looked at it now and it was mere scribble.

"You'll be taking Vanessa and Patrice with you."

"You mean the Jamaican dude?"

Johnny knew him. He was a bit of a legend himself. He had made his reputation in the red light district as a male fucker live on stage-porno movies even.

"That's the one."

Johnny welcomed the competition. It reminded him of his playing days when it was his job to bowl over six-foot-six human trees on the offensive line.

He was anxious to see the dude in action. Between the both of them they'd drive that slut clear out of her skull. God knows what

Vanessa had burning in her brain.

"The appointment's for twelve. The price is fifty an hour, got it?"

"Got it, boss. See you later."

Damn, thought Harry, he had to clear at least a clean hundred as a tip for dorking that whore last night. Harry should know about the diamonds!

He'd have popped his gourd. Fifteen hundred for a fuck would've blown one of his varicose veins. He settled back behind his desk.

Randy was running through the rooms of her house to prepare for the spectacle that was about to take place in her lovely estate.

Two couples sounded like a splendid arrangement. She could barely wait for Johnny to show his massive hunk of meat again.

Whoever the bitch was would have a hard time pulling Johnny away from her lusty paws. She intended to keep him all to herself.

What an evening yesterday had been. She dreamt of cock all night and she doubted whether her nipples had cooled the entire night.

Even now as she looked at herself radiant and stark nude in the full-length mirror her nipples were swollen and bloated and ready for action.

She ran a hand down to her hot, blonde cunt and rubbed the open lips that were flowering out in anticipation of the fantastic lover.

She had made up her mind that he couldn't possibly have fucked merely hundreds of women. It had to be thousands, perhaps tens of thousands.

Her body shook in a spasm of delight as she thought of all the women that must have been split in two on that monstrous snake.

He had probably seen and done everything. Ralph was right. She was a spoiled bitch. Anyone who could think that she could have that regal rod to herself had to be spoiled.

That wouldn't prevent her from trying her damnedest to eat that friggen thing alive. The thought of last night's events kept ringing in her bean.

She gazed at her trembling lips in the mirror as the events ran through her mind in obscene flashes of yesterday's sordid images.

Three times she had taken that pole of love deep in her body. She had swallowed it, fucked it, and reamed her intestines out with it.

She almost passed out from the memory of that snake ripping into her guts and leaving friction blisters inside her ass-hole.

What a magnificent cock. What a wonderful man. In many ways he was a freak of nature but what a delightful mutant he was indeed.

He was born to fuck women, that was the only possible explanation. She sat down on the ruffled bed and contemplated in heat Johnny Longo.

She had to dress seductively and brazenly to win the fire of his passion immediately upon seeing her voluptuous appearance. She busied herself.

But not before taking one long, last look at her vivacious frame in the mirror. His insane fucking had made her exquisite this morning.

She was a new woman. She even thought differently. Her cunt and heaving tits were the center of her consciousness today. She burned lust.

She felt healthy and alive and a helluva lot less surly than usual. As she took her eyes of her bulbous tits and made her way to the bathroom she swooned.

It was impossible to walk straight. She had been blasted in both holes and her body was bent out of shape. She steadied herself and walked slowly.

She took a hot bath which seemed to ease her battered frame and set the bones back in place and then primped herself up.

She had to dress outrageously. She put flashy glitter on her lids as a seductive eyeshadow, She found the perfect color polish and lipstick.

It was a deep, shiny and glossy green that provided an excellent whorish attraction that was sure to catch Johnny's educated eye.

If it were possible she wanted him to lose himself in her attraction. He had seen and done everything and that was no easy task.

She couldn't blame him the least bit from being a might bored with her after the scenes he probably had lived through. But she would give him a good run.

Now was the chance to prove to herself exactly how beautiful she thought she was. To Johnny, so far, she was just another run-of-the-mill cunt.

She applied the green cosmetic on her nails and mouth full and thick. When it dried she added another coat. The glossy green gleamed off her.

Her lips were especially vivacious. The thick green lipstick looked absolutely outrageous with her fishy blue eyes. She added a lot of red rouge on her cheeks.

She looked like an expensive tart. The kind that specializes in hundred dollar blowjobs and thousand dollar fucks. Her nipples were still swollen.

She cupped her big, firm tits. They were glowing and ready for action. She set out to make her lovely blonde hair more tramp looking.

She took the blow dryer and ruffled her hair in a messy array that danced over her lovely face and stuck up all over the place.

She looked so lustful that she had to sit down on the tub to catch, her breath. Her own sight was getting the best of her and she swooned in heat.

Her cunt was sprouted open. She felt the air hit the spreaded lips and cool her hot slice. It had been like that from the moment he left.

She saw her crumpled green dress and knew it wouldn't do. She took off the fine sash and bound it around her waist leaving a dangling end.

It brushed her thigh. She searched in the closet for her highest pair of heels and found the perfect pair of red, open-toed shoes with one strap.

Shaking like a leaf from her continuing spasms she laced on the seductive shoes and eyed herself in the full-length mirror. She gasped in heat.

She looked like the lowest whore on earth who could give the Pope a hard-on from a mere glimpse: If this didn't get Johnny her ace was gone.

She decided to meet them at the door exactly in the heated condition she was in and without a stitch more of clothing that would ruin the effect.

She teetered downstairs and her marvelous flanks jiggled in anticipation of her carnal lover that had been the first man to bring her down to earth.

First she heard the ring of her chimes on the wall clock. Then she heard the doorbell ring and she spasmed again from the knowledge that he was here.

She bucked herself up so as not to seem to anxious and put on a false air of being in control while prepared to be the most gracious host.

She opened the door and Vanessa was the first one to dart herself in the door. Immediately she gave Randy a full, loving tongue kiss deep down her throat.

She was looking for Johnny but the vamp was already groping at her buns and making her crazy considering the fevered state she was in already.

The bitch had the largest tongue she had ever been kissed with. It filled her mouth to the brim and laced her teeth and delved down her throat.

She had hardly noticed that the third member of the crew was a black man. When she did see him she almost lost her nerve. It threw her stance.

Then the idea of a black man present began to grate on her fevered state. It seemed doubly obscene now, and twice as enticing.

All the rumors she had heard about the virility of the species filled her noggin with a bevy of cliches. She began to like the idea.

Vanessa still pawed at her massive tits and she could see Johnny and the buck out of the corner of her eye as the tongue worked her over good.

It was the first time that Randy had ever kissed a woman before. It was a pleasurable experience, to say the least, though she doubted any other woman had a tongue like this one.

My God, she's as hot as I am. I must remember this agency in the future. Nothing but professional lovers. What a cast of characters.

The thought struck her that if the black dude had as much of a length between his legs as Johnny she would go crazy and take a shit or drop dead on the spot.

The vamp pulled away from her.

"Hello, Randy. I'm Vanessa and this is Patrice, and of course you know Johnny."

Randy got a look at her for the first time. She was a stunning whore. She was dark skinned and her face and mouth were blushed and painted red.

She had deep, black eyes that were huge in her large, white sockets that seemed to be swimming in sperm. Her lids were a lovely blue.

She was wearing an open-vee blouse that practically bared all of her ample tits. Her long and chunky legs were painted in a skin-tight red leather pair of slacks.

All her nails were a fiery red and her outfit was accented with a heavenly pair of open-toed high, black heels that made her large appearance even more awesome.

Her hair was long, black and full and swept off her head like a blue streak. Her hot nipples showed through the tight blouse and she was ready to go.

Keeping her eyes glued to the vivacious Vanessa she made her way toward the casually dressed Johnny and had to get at that prick.

Johnny let her grope at his roomy crotch and then pull down the zipper and with shaky, sweaty hands pull his massive member out of its nest.

She had only seen the snake a few hours before but still she gasped at the feel of the sturdy flesh and the sight of the obscene tool.

Vanessa was smiling and making her own way toward the blase. Patrice who was acting interested and aloof like he had been through this a million times before.

Randy was running the flesh through her anxious, green-tipped fingers. But one of her eyes was watching the writhing Vanessa as she took her blouse off.

She had a startling beautiful body that made Randy gush and work harder on Johnny's tool. Then she saw a red-tipped claw search inside the black man's pants.

When Randy caught sight of the big, fish-like cock of the black Patrice she had to do a double take. Vanessa's big mouth snapped on it instantly.

By straining her fabulous gape wide open she was able to take most of the black prick into her cavernous mouth and wet it good and proper.

Randy bent low and did-likewise while Johnny dropped his pants to the floor and unbuttoned and removed his shirt.

Vanessa had managed to gulp the black instrument down her throat and was teasing the balls with her big lips and cupping them with her pretty hands.

Randy was sucking on Long John's dick and getting an eyeful at the professional lovers off to the side of her. Her green fingernails scratched Johnny's ass.

She would be drunk with cock and come before this day was over. She didn't even want to think of the two tremendous sized cocks for she'd lose concentration.

And she wanted to impress Johnny. And she wanted to have a good go at that black fish before the day was up too. And the lovely

Vanessa had turned her on.

Slowly the two sucking couples inched their way to the center of the room and were finally standing side by side. The women were slobbering over both stately cocks.

Vanessa was on her haunches with her two, high-heeled feet firmly on the floor and she attacked the black prick. Her cunt gaped open and her ass-hole was bared.

Randy was on one knee so she could be in a good position to watch the couple in front of her while sucking like a maniac on Johnny's rising prick.

She hummed and murmured when she felt the stupendous shaft stiffen and begin to grow to that magnificent size. Vanessa had her prick gobbled down her throat.

But when she finally let up for a second and let it out of her mouth, Randy gasped at the realization that the cock was bone-hard.

It was just that you couldn't see it because Vanessa had it buried deep-throat style down her cavernous throat. She snapped it back down.

Both women's nipples were bloated to the max and now Johnny's cock joined the legions of surging blood by making its way to a zenith.

Vanessa let the huge pole out of her mouth so her tongue could lap every inch of it and then suck both big balls into her spacious mouth.

When she bared her teeth to bite the staff, they were gleaming and darling, the most marvelous set of even choppers Randy ever lay eyes on.

But she was busy mauling Johnny's dick all over her face, mouth and tis and scratching his tail and ass with her luscious fingernails.

Vanessa paused to watch Randy's green painted lips encircle the tremendous staff and revel in the sight of the lusty color on the hard, white cock.

She went back to Patrice's dick with a vengeance and gulped it whole. Slowly she sucked between her lips the last few inches and just his balls dangled free.

She licked it bone-dry of her spit and left it bobbing in the air and teasing it with kisses and scratches of her long, red nails.

The sight of the two tremendous and bloated cocks were driving both women mad with passion and the lusty men began to play with them.

They pulled them off their dicks and refused to let them have it. The object was to get the two women to make love to one another.

And they reacted in a flash. Unable to get their hungry mouths on those delectable cocks they went at each other with a passion.

Standing up they met in the center of the room and bashed their big tits together and the nipples met head on and irritated one another.

Vanessa let Randy stick her lusty tongue clear down her throat and groped with a dainty finger for her flowery cunt that was dripping wet.

When Randy felt her finger delve into her hot hole, she let Vanessa fall back on the floor and she attacked her tits with her ravenous mouth.

She sucked on the nipples and let them pop out of her mouth with heavy, loud snaps of her green lips and Vanessa writhed like a slut.

She spread her legs wide and her fabulous cunt showed through the tight, red leather pants and she strummed her clit through the garment with straffing runs of her red-fingered claws.

Randy moved her head down to the laminated cunt and licked, lapped and sucked on the gash through the tight garment. Vanessa spread wider.

She turned about. She reached under and made sure her flowered cunt lips were fully spread for Vanessa to mouth by splitting her gash open with her lovely fingers.

Vanessa's big tongue gulped her cunt and then darted up the hole and Randy's hair stood on end from the fabulous lapping vibration.

She kept her pretty face buried in the red crotch and worked on her gash with mouth and hands through the tight, red leather.

The men came over and rubbed their hard dicks on Vanessa's face and Randy's flanks. Then the black stud came in front of Randy and stuck his bloated prick in her mouth.

She moaned in delight and jerked the tough foreskin of the black snake while her mouth sought to engulf the tremendous mushroom tip.

It was impossible, so she licked every inch of his member with quick flecks of the tongue and mauled and bit the staff with her hot mouth.

Vanessa kept playing with her cunt with that luscious tongue of hers and was working a red-tipped nail inside her ass-hole and wriggling it up.

She was getting into that state of pure bliss where she had no idea what she was doing. All she knew was that she was dying for fucking.

The three professional lovers were driving her clear out of her mind. Johnny came in front of her and when she saw both massive cocks for her pleasure she nearly passed out.

like a demon she worked on both tools. It was impossible to mouth both at the same time. She darted from one to the other like a lizard and jerked both staffs like a mad woman.

Imagine both of these cocks in me! I would die, simply die. And that whore up my cunt is driving me crazy with that tongue of hers.

Randy could feel those big, red lips of hers grab onto her swollen clit and suck it between them with a fabulous pumping that made her wild.

She was moaning and slurping on those two cocks. Vanessa had a death grip on her hot clit and was sticking a finger in her gash plus the one up her ass.

"Ah, aaaaaaaaa . ... "

That was number one, she thought. There would be plenty to follow. Patrice was burying his tool in between her big tits and she had both Johnny's balls firmly in her mouth.

Vanessa pulled herself out from underneath the frantic threesome and writhed out of her tight pants and went to Randy's ass.

While the two cocks were massaging her tender face and tits, Vanessa split the luscious ass cheeks and darted her big tongue up Randy's ass-hole.

Randy jolted and panted and when she felt Vanessa's tongue, making its way in she went to town on both cocks, slurping and sucking them in tandem.

She arched her ass up and Vanessa spread the cheeks to the breaking point and wriggled her face in the crack of her ass and drove Randy up the wall.

She pulled on both cocks and switched off sucking the massive heads. They were glistening with spit and semen and she wet their balls shiny.

Randy didn't know where she was. All she knew was that there was a tongue worming its way delectably up her hot ass-hole.

And that there were two massive, hot cocks, one black, the other white, bobbing from their twitching hard-ons and her crazy maniacal sucking.

That was all she knew. Vanessa had a pretty finger running up, down, in and out of her steamy gash.

She was pistol hot.

She was building up to another blow. The two giant cocks in front of her were hard as poles and their foreskins were taut as leather.

They were driving her wild with their love-making. Well, wasn't that what she was paying for. Indeed, it wasn't hard to find good help these days.

That fucken slut Beth. Leave it to her to find the best fuck in the city. She should have asked her sooner about such things.

Her ass-hole was bared to the, wind. It gaped and stretched open because Vanessa's loving tongue had budded it and greased its walls.

Her cunt was stuffed with fingers and her clit was being twitched between two pretty, red nails and Vanessa now buried her long middle finger up Randy's ass.

The charge of her obscene penetration, plus the two bone-hard cocks bouncing off her mouth and face between groping hands made her blow again.

"Ooo, ah, ooo, oh, ah, aaaaaaaaaaaaaa....."

Her body was beet-red. The contrast between her lobster, lusty, wanton shade together with her green gloss made her an obscene spectacle of depravity.

Her knees wobbled and a spasm shook her clear down to her red high heels. The orgasm even rang through the vivacious curve of her dainty foot.

She was made for that black cock She pulled on it to tear it off but the force of her tugging barely registered on the massive monster.

Johnny was slapping her pretty face with his hard pole, banging it on her nose and ears and poking her head with it.

He ran it through her slutty, disheveled hair and she felt the hot shaft on her scalp. Her head was buried in cock and her senses reveled.