Book Tour

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My name is Charles Masterson. My friends all call me Chaz. I’m 65 years old, and a retired lawyer. I’m not completely retired, I’m now a writer, having successfully published 5 novels, all science fiction. I was on a tour doing book signings in various cities to promote my new novel, my sixth. Due to the success of my last novel, this tour was much different than the ones I had done for my other books. Instead of small mom and pop bookstores, I was doing signings in big Barnes and Noble stores. And I was staying in a lot nicer hotels.

It was a Thursday afternoon in Orlando, Florida. I was doing a book signing at the Barnes and Noble in the Plaza Venezia. At these events, people who bought my book get in line by my table, and one by one come up to me and hand me the book. I then chat with them for a couple of minutes, and then write a personal message on the title page of the book and sign my name. I had done an earlier one that morning, from 9 to noon, and I was almost done with the afternoon one, which ran from 3 to 5. I had a similar schedule for the next day, Friday. The line had been 4 to 5 people most of the afternoon. Finally, I signed the last one. It was 5:15, but I never turned anyone away.

I took a taxi back to my hotel. It was the second week of my tour, and I was dead tired. I went straight to the bar off the lobby and ordered a manhattan. I sipped it slowly, letting my body relax. I decided to have dinner right there. I ordered dinner and had two more drinks as I ate there in the bar. I looked around frequently, but the bar was pretty empty, only populated by the occasional business traveler just finishing his day.

After dinner I went to my room, took a shower, and called and talked to my wife, Ronnie. She had fucked me good the night before I left, but I was getting pretty horny. After I hung up, I took off my hotel robe. Now naked, I sat on my bed with my laptop. I pulled up a video of my favorite porn star.

She had the screen name of Effie. She looked to be about 20 years old in the videos I had, and I think I had all of them. She stood about 5’5″ tall and weighed about 120, with firm C cup tits. What fascinated me about her was her innocence. She had dark brown hair, down to her shoulders, with dark brown eyes, pearly white teeth and a dazzling smile. She was so easy going in the videos and looked like the girl next door. But she didn’t hesitate to do 5 guys at once, take it in the ass, or lick cum coated dicks with enthusiasm. When asked to do something seemingly dirty, she just smiled that dazzling smile, said “OK,” and proceeded to do all things pornographic as if they were like taking a drink of water. She took on 3 at once, let them fuck her ass, did ass to mouth, and let them cum all over her, always with that dazzling smile. Her videos never ceased to arouse me, and I masturbated and came in about 20 minutes. Then I went to bed.

Friday was expected to be a repeat of Thursday. I arrived at the bookstore at 8:45 with my Starbuck’s black coffee and went to my table. The line started about 9:10, and I was signing most of the day with short interludes where there were no customers. It was late in the afternoon, and I was anxious to complete the signing as I was off Saturday and Sunday and was staying in Orlando until Sunday night.

At about a quarter to 5 I was busy signing a book when I saw a woman enter at the back of the line. She looked familiar. She had dark brown hair, down to her shoulders, and pearly white skin. She was about 5’5 and looked to be about 30 to 35 years old. She weighed about 135, and was wearing a tight, mid-thigh length black skirt with black 3-inch heels and no hose. The skirt was tight around her generous butt and hinted that she was a bit overweight. But the contrast of her black shoes and skirt and her alabaster white skin made her legs look spectacular. She had on a white blouse, buttoned to the top, but it pulled tight against her breasts which were at least C’s and maybe D’s.

But it was her face that was the coup de grace. Long and oval shaped, with deep dark brown eyebrows above dark brown eyes that sparkled, backed by that alabaster skin and a perfect nose on which perched a pair of dark rimmed glasses, and with what looked like a perfect set of white teeth, with a captivating smile. I looked at her and she looked back, giving me a beaming smile. I smiled back.

She had moved to the next in line when it hit me. Effie. The woman whose movies were on my laptop. The woman I had jacked off to last night. I finished with the man in front of her, and she moved up to the table, and handed me the book with her left hand. She had a big rock on her third finger, together with a wedding band.

“My husband is a big fan of yours,” she said. “Would you make the inscription out to Jerry?”

“Sure,” I said. “You’re Effie, right?”

She looked at me quizzically. “No, Ellen. Ellen Morris.”

“OK.” I was pretty sure it was Effie, though. So, as I chatted, with her, I took out a business card and wrote on the back. “Effie:” it said, “I have all your videos on my computer. I especially liked ‘Effie cream pied by 5 black guys.’ I’ll be in the hotel bar at the Hilton at Tuscany Village at 8 pm if I can buy you a drink.”

I looked up at her deep brown eyes. “Ellen, what do you want me to write?” She told me and I wrote it, then blotted it as I use a fountain pen. Then I took my business card with the note on it, stuck it into the middle of the book like a bookmark, and handed the book back to her. As she walked away, I stared at her butt jiggling in the tight black skirt before turning to the next person in line.

* * * *

When 5 o’clock came, the store personnel closed the line, but again I signed books for all that were left in the line. I finished up about 5:20. I took a taxi back to my hotel. I got to my room about 6 and took a shower. As I got out, I looked at myself in the mirror. At 65, I looked pretty good. I’m not quite 6 feet tall, and thanks to playing amateur baseball, still had my swimmer’s physique. My hair was still all brown, and I weighed about 175 lbs. I put on a pair of khaki slacks with no underwear, a tan golf shirt, loafers with no socks, and a blue blazer. Then I fired up my laptop, took care of my daily report to my publisher, and my email traffic.

I then sent an email to Ronnie, who was at home in Seattle. “Hi, hon. Met an interesting woman at my book signing today. I think she’s a pornstar. Invited her for a drink, I’ll let you know what happens. Chaz”

After that, I pulled up another one of Effie’s movies, and I was more convinced than ever that it was her.

“Oh well,” I thought, “even if it was, I’ll never see her again. Just another brush with fame.” With that, I shut off my computer, and went downstairs to the bar.

I got to the bar about 5 minutes to 8. Rather than sit at the bar, I took an open table, with 4 chairs. I sat facing the entrance to the bar. “Just in case,” I thought. The barmaid came over and I ordered a Maker’s Manhattan. 8 o’clock came and went. “Oh well, nothing ventured nothing gained,” I thought, and I ordered another drink.

I was just starting to think about ordering dinner when Effie walked in. She looked spectacular. She was wearing a black, strapless cocktail dress, showing off her shoulders and with a plunging neckline that showed the sides of her breasts, nearly exposing her nipples. The hem of her dress was barely covering the tops of her black, thigh topped hose. She was wearing black heels again, but these were patent leather and the heels looked like 5 inches. She was carrying a black clutch. Her dark brown hair was piled on top of her head. She looked totally stunning. I stood to greet her. With her heels, she was nearly as tall as I was.

“Hi, Ellen, glad you could make it.”

“You can call me Effie if you want.”

“What do you prefer I call you?”

“Effie. I haven’t been called that for a long time.”

“OK, Effie,” I said, as I held out a chair across from me. “Have a seat.”

I held her chair. As she scooted into the seat across from me, I got a shot of that alabaster skin above her thigh tops. I retook my seat as the barmaid came with my second drink. I looked at Effie. “Sapphire martini, up,” she said. I looked at the barmaid. “Got it,” she said.

As I sat back down and took a drink, I stared into her eyes, and she gave me one of those dazzling smiles.

“Thanks for coming over,” I said

“You’re welcome, but I have an agenda,” she replied.

“What’s that?”

“I don’t want the locals to know who I used to be.”

“So? I’ll be out of here Sunday night.”

“I’m married now and have two teenage kids. I don’t want them to know.”

“I have no reason to upset your current life.”

“Thank you. I appreciate that.”

“You have no reason to thank me. That is not my mission in life. I am very tolerant of other’s lifestyles.”

Just then the barmaid returned with her drink. She set it down and said, “On your tab?” looking at me. I nodded.

“You’re married?” Effie asked.

“Yes, but we tell each other everything. It works better that way. What did you tell your husband?”

“I told him you signed his book and that you recognized me and wanted to meet me.”

“And?”

“He said ‘does he want to fuck you?’ I said ‘yeah, probably, he knows I used to do porn.’ He said, ‘do you want to?’ I said, ‘I don’t know yet, I don’t know him.’ He said ‘if you want to meet him for a drink, go ahead. Just let me know what is happening.’ I said ‘OK’ and went and showered and got dressed. And here I am.” She turned her head coquettishly and winked at me.

I laughed. “And you dressed up for me.”

“Yes, I did. Jerry insisted.”

“Jerry?”

“My husband and the father of my two boys. And you? Did you tell your wife?”

“I told her that I met you and asked you out for a drink. I didn’t think you would come, but I really do tell her everything. And since you dressed up for me, I’ll have to make a run at you.”

She cocked her head at me and flashed that dazzling smile at me again.

“While your wife is home alone?”

“She’s probably going to get fucked by one of our friends tonight. I’m out of town a lot, so we have an open relationship.”

“I’ve been out of the business for fifteen years, now. I’ve put on about 15 pounds and cut my hair shorter. How did you know it was me?”

“I meant it when I said I think I have all of your films. I knew your face immediately. And you can’t hide that dazzling smile.”

She flashed the smile again.

“Is that why you liked my scenes?”

“Partly. I was drawn to that smile. But it was also the absurdity of it. You looked so wholesome, but you took your clothes off so easily and did nasty things. And you were so nonchalant about it. You never hugged or kissed the guys first, you got right to the sucking and fucking. It was like ‘let some dude cum on my face?’ Smile to the camera. ‘OK.’ ‘Let two black guys cum in my pussy?’ Smile to the camera. ‘OK.’ ‘Let 5 guys fuck me and cum in my pussy, ass and all over my body?’ Smile to the camera. ‘OK.’ And you always knew where the camera was and always looked over at the camera to let us know that you knew we were watching. You looked into our souls. It was just extremely hot to see such a nice girl do all those nasty things with a smile. And it seemed like you really enjoyed it.”

“I actually did enjoy it. For a long time.”

“Why did you quit?”

“I wanted to have a family. And my shelf life was about done.”

“Shelf life?”

“Yes. When I first started out, they had me do ‘Introducing Effie’ ‘Effie’s first cream pie’ ‘Effie’s first anal’ ‘Effie’s first DP’ and so on. I rarely did a scene with another woman, but I would run in to them on the set, and I found out that they were having similar experiences. It occurred to me that the industry needed a steady stream of new girls, and that eventually people would grow bored with me and look for younger, fresher faces. ”

“When I started, I weighed 120 pounds and had B/C cups. As I got older, I put on weight, and my ass, waist and tits got bigger. Since I had already done all the firsts, they wanted me to do more and more extreme scenes. I decided at 24 it was time to retire.”

“How did you get into the industry?”

“When I was 18, I was dating a guy. He was 19. I wasn’t a virgin, and I liked fucking, but I was inexperienced. My boyfriend kept pushing my limits. Anal, cum on my face, dp. He saw how I enjoyed it all. So, he said “You should really do porn.” I laughed at him. ‘No, there’s good money in it. And you’re a natural. You should try it.’ He kept after me for a month until I said OK.'”

“So, we got tested for std’s, flew to LA, found an ad in the newspaper, and did it. I did my first scene with him and another guy. We each got $1,000. We stayed in LA for two weeks doing scenes and I came back to Orlando with $8,000, which at that time in my life was a fortune. Two weeks later I got a call asking me if I wanted to come back for a week and 4 guaranteed scenes. I went. I always liked the fucking, and the money was good, so I did it for 6 years.”

“And when I quit, I had a lot of money in the bank, so I came home to Orlando. I met Jerry, married him, and we started a family.”

“So, you’re just a normal housewife now?”

“Not exactly, I went to college and now I’m a practicing psychologist. And Jerry and I both love fucking, so we are part of a local group of libertines.”

“Libertines? You mean swingers?”

“More or less.”

The barmaid was at our table again, and we ordered another round. And another. We had several drinks over the next two hours as we chatted. I regaled her with stories from my years as a lawyer, and she regaled me with stories of her practice and her family. She was not only beautiful, but she was also intelligent and funny. We were having a great time. At about 10 Effie took a drink, set her glass on the table and looked at me. She flashed that great smile.

“Chaz, I have to let Jerry know if I’m coming home tonight.”

“I was hoping you would spend the night here.”

“Then ask me.”

“Effie, will you spend the night here in the hotel with me?”

She cocked her head at me and flashed that million dollar smile.

“OK,” she said. She then pulled out her phone and appeared to be sending a text. I pulled out my phone and texted Ronnie as to what was happening. Then I called the barmaid over and settled the bill.

Effie stood up and started walking toward the elevator. I stood and followed her, watching her plump ass jiggle in the tight cocktail dress. When we got in the elevator, I punched the button to my floor and put my arms around her, pulling her towards me and kissing her. She pressed her body into mine, rubbing her nipples on my chest and her pelvis against my hard cock. She pushed her tongue into my mouth, playing with mine. I pushed my cock against her pussy lips through the dress. She put her hand on my chest and pushed me back.

“Slow down, Chaz. I’m not going anywhere. We’ve got all night.”

“Sorry,” I said. “You are just so sexy.”

“Thank you, that is always nice to hear.”

The elevator arrived at my floor, and I put my hand in the small of Effie’s back, guiding her towards my suite. I put the key card in the slot, opened the door, and stood back, gesturing her to go first.

“Why, thank you,” she said. She looked around the suite, noticing the plush leather furniture, the full bar in the sitting room, and the door to the bedroom. “Nice room.”

“Would you like a drink?”

“Just water.” I went to the bar and got two bottles of water. Effie took it and sat on the leather sofa, kicking off her heels and crossing her legs. She had no panties on, and I could see the hint of chestnut pubic hair she sported. I sat in the easy chair across from her.

“So where did ‘Effie’ come from?”

“When my boyfriend and I went to California for our first scene, the film crew wanted to know how to bill me. I didn’t want to use my real name, which at the time was Ellen Foster. So I took my initials, E F. EF, ef, Effie.”

I laughed. “That was clever.”

“Then after we came back from Florida, I got a call asking me to come back for 4 guaranteed scenes. They didn’t want my boyfriend, but said they wanted me to work with their professionals. So I did. As I said, I always enjoyed the fucking. Which way is the bathroom?”

“It’s in the bedroom.”

“‘K,” she said, reaching down and picking up her heels. “I’ll be right back.”

Effie got up and went into the bedroom. A few minutes later she appeared at the bedroom door. I sucked in my breath. She was in her heels again, but her dress was gone. Her blood red lipstick had been refreshed. She stood there with one leg cocked toward me, and her hand on her hip. She was wearing only her thigh top black hose and a shelf bra that pointed her erect nipples directly at me. Her hair was down and pulled into a ponytail. She had a lush crop of luxurious pubic hair on her pussy, the same chestnut brown as the hair on her head. She flashed that intoxicating smile at me.

“Care to join me?” she said.

I stood up, my rock-hard dick forming a tent in my pants. “Love to,” I said, and walked to the bedroom. Effie backed up two steps. As I approached her, I dropped to my knees and ran my hands up the back of her legs. I placed my nose on her clit and enjoyed the heady aroma of an aroused female. I put my tongue out and lifted her swollen clit from her body, bathing it with my tongue. I ran my tongue down her inner lips, and pushed it into her wet pussy, savoring both the taste and the aroma. She put her hands on the back of my head and pulled my face into her pussy. Then she put her hands under my armpits and pulled me upward.

I stood, wrapped my arms around her and reached behind her back, undoing her bra. At the same time, I pressed my lips, which were all wet with her vaginal juices, against hers and kissed her deeply. She turned around and pushed me onto the bed. As I sat there, she got down on her knees, undid my belt, and pulled my pants down, freeing my 7-inch, fat cock.

“MMM, you’ve got a nice one,” she said.

“I thought you’d want bigger.”

She looked me in the eyes. “I’ve had bigger, but I prefer your size if you know how to use it.”

“I like a full bush.”

“So does Jerry. He says a shaved pussy is a hooker look, that hookers do that to avoid getting crab lice. He also likes it when my pussy hair gets all matted with cum. And he says that the pubic hair retains the smell of my pussy better.”

She lowered her head and took my balls into her mouth, gently sucking on them. I groaned with pleasure. Then she ran her tongue up and around my dick. When she reached my frenulum, she ran her tongue back and forth over it.

“I’m gonna cum!”

“Not yet, you’re not,” she said, and pinched the head of my cock forcing all the blood out. Then she put her lips over the head and sucked vigorously.

“Shit, that feels so good.” Then she pushed her mouth down on me, taking my whole cock down her throat until her lips were in my pubic hair. At the same time, she pulled on my balls gently, and rolled them in her fingers. Just as I was about to blow again, Effie took her mouth off my cock and squeezed the blood out of the glans. She stood up.

“I need to get fucked.”

“Condom?”

“I’m tested, are you?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Then you can shoot the good stuff into me.”

She pushed me onto my back, my hard-on pointing straight up. I moved back on the bed until my feet were on the bed. Effie straddled my hips, put her pussy over my cock, and sat down on it, taking the whole 7 inches into her warm, wet tunnel. She pushed her pussy down against my pubic bone and just ground on it.

“Ohmyfuckinggod that feels good!” Then she raised her hips as my cock slid out to the glans. She flipped her hips backward on my cock at the top of her hump. Again, the feeling was scrumptious. This woman was a dream fuck. Her butt cheeks were bigger than in her movies, but still firm and muscular.

I grabbed her generous cheeks, one in each hand, and squeezed as she bounced up and down on my cock. She leaned forward and one of her tits hit me in the face. I opened my mouth and as she drove down on me the next time I grabbed the nipple with my teeth, sucked on the nipple and bit it gently.

“Ahh shit, Chaz. I’m cumming. Shoot me full of jizz! Fill me full of cum.”

She started to squeeze my cock as her pussy spasmed. I immediately started to spurt cum in her pussy. She milked my cock. I spurted 5, 6, 7 times. I can’t ever remember cumming so hard. Then she leaned onto my chest, my dick still embedded in her, and rubbed those big titties on my chest. She kissed me and then just relaxed on top of my body.

“Damn, woman,” I said. “That was way better than my imagination. You didn’t have to do that.”

“You weren’t listening, Chaz. I did the films because I love to fuck. That has never changed.”

“What about Jerry?”

“He knows me well, fucks me well, and lets me indulge in my fetishes. We have a loving and open relationship. It works for us.” Effie rolled off me and licked our combined juices off my dick. She sucked on me until I was hard again. She rolled over on her back and opened her arms, sticking her stockinged legs and high heels in the air.

“Come on, hon, fuck me again.” I did. She was as good at missionary as she was cowgirl, and I ended up cumming very hard again. The second one was much more intimate, which I enjoyed. Then she pulled her heels and hose off, led me into the huge shower in the suite, and we soaped each other up and fucked in the shower. I was beginning to wonder how I was going to explain all this to my wife. I was also beginning to wonder if my dick was going to survive the night.

We went back to bed, and I fucked her doggie. After, I fell asleep, only to be awakened with her on my cock reverse cowgirl, which caused us both to have another huge orgasm. We 69’d after that, licking each other’s tastes off the other’s genitals. Then I fell asleep.

I awoke to Effie sucking my dick hard. “Damn,” I said, “aren’t you ever done?” I was being reproachful, but the truth is that I was thoroughly enjoying it and being somewhat disingenuous. I fucking loved it. I started sucking her nipple and biting it and then rolled her over and did her doggie again. I pulled on her tits and her hair as I fucked her. I slapped her ample butt cheeks, making them ripple. Then I came again, rolled over and fell asleep on the bed again.

I awoke for a second time with my cock in Effie’s mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head as she sucked. Then she lifted off me and looked in my eyes.

“I need my ass fucked. Will you fuck my ass? There’s lube in my purse.”

Who was I to refuse such a request? I got up, retrieved the lube, and rolled her over on her hands and knees. I grabbed her butt cheeks, slapped them once, and pulled them apart. Then I put my face in her ass, lubing her backside with my spit as I penetrated her asshole with my tongue. I ate her ass for several minutes before removing my tongue and slathering her hole with lube. All the while Effie was moaning and shaking her head back and forth. I put my glans against her crinkle hole and pushed. Her ass opened right up for me, swallowing my dick and gently massaging it. I reached under her and stroked her clit as I plunged my dick in and out of her ass.

“Yes, fuck my asshole. Harder, hon, I can take it.”

I pulled on her hair and pounded her ass. The way her ass was caressing my cock, I knew I wasn’t going to last long even though I had already cum several times. She reached underneath her pussy, grabbed my balls and pulled on them.

“I’m cumming, Chaz! Cum for me again. Fill my ass with your seed!”

She began milking my balls with one hand and stroking my perineum with her other. My balls started contracting as I shot what little sperm I had left into her anal cavity. At the same time, I was stroking her clit as she convulsed in orgasm. Out of breath and spent, she collapsed on the bed, and I fell onto her back. We lay there joined for several minutes, breathing hard. Gradually my dick shrank and withdrew itself from her asshole.

“Shit, Effie, I don’t know what to say. That was way better than my fantasies.”

She laughed. “I enjoyed it, too. You are delightful company and you’re good in bed. I have to get back to Jerry now, though. I need to shower by myself this time so I can get going. Will you call me a taxi?”

I called the front desk to get Effie a taxi. When she came out of the bathroom, she was again dressed as she was when she came in the bar, only her hair was down. My dick got hard again.

“You said you were leaving Sunday afternoon?”

“Yes, that’s right. Getting the room for the weekend is one of the perks my publisher gives me.”

“Where are you going next?”

“Tampa for 3 days then to Talahassee for two, then home.”

“Would you like to go to a party tonight with Jerry and me? He’ll be thrilled to meet you.”

“I’d love to. What kind of party?”

“It’s our swingers’ group, all nice people. Be in the bar at 6 and Jerry and I will join you for a drink, then take you to the party.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Effie walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek.

“I don’t want to mess up my makeup. Did you get me a cab?”

“Yes. Just ask the concierge and give them my room number.”

“OK. See you tonight.” And she was gone.

* * * *

After Effie left, I went back to bed for a couple more hours of sleep. Then I had breakfast in the hotel and went to the pool to lounge in the sun. I called Ronnie from the pool. She had gone out with a girl friend from our swingers’ group and they spent the night fucking a couple of out-of-towners in their hotel room, so she was in a good mood. I told her all about my previous night.

I spent most of the day at the pool, using my laptop to do some writing. I had dinner in my room and then got dressed to meet Effie and Jerry in the bar. I again wore khaki slacks, a golf shirt and loafers, but without a jacket. I went to the bar at about 5:30 and ordered a manhattan.

Promptly at 6 Effie walked into the bar, accompanied by a tall, good-looking gentleman that I assumed was Jerry. He was about 6’2 and muscular, obviously an ex-athlete. Effie, as usual, looked spectacular to me. She was wearing a red knit dress with a square neck that rested on the top of breasts so the tops of them were exposed. 2-inch straps went straight up from the neck over her shoulders. A lace panel below her breasts exposed her midriff. The hem was slightly longer than a mini, but another lace panel just above the hem exposed much of her thighs. She wore no hose, and her shoes were 4-inch red patent leather pumps. Her hair was on her shoulders tonight.

She flashed me that million-dollar smile and kissed my cheek. “Hi, Chaz, this is Jerry,” she said to me.

I put out my hand. “Glad to meet you, Jerry.” Then I held a chair for Effie, and as she sat, I got a look at the back of her dress. The straps narrowed to an inch wide at the shoulder and crossed her back before plunging down to the top of her ass and joining the lower half of the dress, Leaving her back mostly bare. The dress below the straps exposed the top of her ass cheeks. As she sat, the hem rose to near the top of her thighs.

Jerry, it turned out, was a successful business lawyer. He thanked me for signing his copy of my book, we chatted about my books, and about his law practice. Jerry was personable and we got along surprisingly well, seeing as how I had spent the previous night fucking his wife.

After we all had a drink, Jerry spoke up. “It’s 6:45. We should get going.”

“Where is the party?” I asked.

“At another hotel, about 2 blocks from here. We can walk there,” said Jerry.

We settled the bill and walked to the other hotel. I assumed the party would be in a suite, but instead it was in one of the meeting rooms on the second floor of the hotel. There was a security guard in front of the door, together with a sign that said “Private Event. No Entrance.”

Jerry walked up to the security guard and gave him our names. The guard checked a list and told us to enter. We went through the door into a vestibule, where there was another door. We went in.

The inner room was of moderate size. On one side was a full bar with several tables and chairs in front. Behind the bar was a bartender, who was only wearing a bow tie and flip flops. His dick hung down about 6 inches. Also behind the bar was a strikingly attractive young blonde woman dressed in a bow tie, black patent pumps and black fishnet hose, but otherwise nude. Her fat breasts were firm and topped by hard, pink areolae and nipples. She looked to be about 5’7 and 130 pounds. Her pussy was shaved except for a small, close-cropped patch of curly blond pubic hair above her clitoris.

On the other side of the room was a clothes rack with empty hangers in front of maybe 15 mattresses pushed together on the floor, all with clean sheets on them. Standing around the tables chatting were two attractive white couples, one attractive black couple, and 3 single men, one white, one hispanic and one black. All looked to be about mid 30’s in age.

As Jerry guided us to an empty table, several people called out “Hi Jerry” or “Hi Ellen.” We sat down and the blond cocktail waitress came out to take our order. Her D cup breasts were firm but jiggled as she walked over.

“HI, Jerry. Hi, Ellen. How are you tonight?” She turned to me, eying me up and down. Her nipples started to harden. “I’m Jennifer. I’ll be your waitress tonight. Your bartender is Fred.”

“Jennifer, this is Chaz Masterson. He’s a writer.”

“Glad to meet you,

We ordered drinks. I turned to Jerry.

“How does this work?”

“After we get our drinks, we’ll work the room and socialize. At 8 pm everyone takes their clothes off, and we go to the other side of the room. We have to leave around midnight.”

“What about the waitress and the bartender? Do they participate?”

“They have to be invited by one of us. Otherwise, no. Usually they get invited.”

“How come it’s not all couples?”

Effie laughed. “Your single tonight, aren’t you? Some of us like more than one guy at a time.”

“Chaz?” said Effie, “please call me Ellen tonight. That’s what these people know me as.”

“OK, Ellen. What about condoms?”

“We’re all tested so we can go bareback.”

We had our drinks delivered and then stood up and mingled with the other people. Ellen and Jerry took me around and introduced me as a visiting writer. The others all knew each other as they were all members of the club Ellen had told me about.

I was particularly taken with the black couple, Mia and Jon. Mia was wearing a blue cocktail dress with blue heels and blue lace thigh tops. She was about 5’9, but in her three-inch heels she was as tall as my 6 feet. Her dress exposed the tops and sides of her big C cup breasts. She was thin, maybe 125 pounds, but the muscles on her arms and legs were well defined. Her eyes were a deep brown, her hair jet black and her skin a beautiful shade of milk chocolate. She had been a sprinter in college. Jon was about 6’5 and had played football at the same college. They had met there.

I also hit it off with Nancy and her husband Dave. Nancy was about 5’5 and 135 pounds. She had deep blue eyes and flaming red hair. Despite her stature, most of her height was in her legs, which were long and luscious. Her creamy white thighs and D cup breasts were sprinkled with freckles. She was wearing a black leather miniskirt and a white blouse that was only buttoned with the two buttons in the middle. Her freckled tits were barely covered. She was wearing black strappy heels that showed off her painted toes.

The other couple was Carrie and Dennis. Carrie was about 5’8 and 120 pounds. She was also all legs. She was hispanic and a true brunette, with olive skin and dark brown eyes. She was wearing a yellow sundress and yellow heels. She obviously was braless as her nipples were hard on top of her B cups and were making dents in the top of her sundress.

I didn’t get a chance to chat with the other single guys, as they were all doing the same as me, hitting on the four lovely ladies there. I noticed that Ellen made a point of talking to all three of the single guys and spent a lot of time chatting with the black single guy.

Eventually Fred reached under the bar and pulled out a musical triangle and metal rod, held it up and struck it several times.

“8 pm. Social hour is over. Jennifer and I will remain if you want refreshments.”

Ellen grabbed me with one arm, her other locked through Jerry’s and led us over to the clothes rack. She pushed the knit straps off her shoulders and pushed the dress down. She was instantly naked except for her red heels, which she left on. She hung up her dress. Jerry and I both stripped and hung up our clothes.

As I disrobed, I watched Carrie, who was standing next to me. She undid the buttons on her sundress and stepped out of it. That was all she was wearing. Her breasts were only B cups, but they were plump and had prominent nipples, which were sticking straight out from her body. She left her yellow heels on. As she hung up her yellow sundress, she turned to me and smiled.

Ellen punched my arm and spoke. “I want you and Jerry to do me first. Then I want you to go ask Jennifer to fuck. She’ll be more than willing; we always ask the help to join us. That keeps them discreet and interested in working these parties. Then go after whoever strikes your fancy. I think all the women here will fuck you, you’re new and quite personable. And I can see that Carrie wants to.”

With that, Ellen grabbed Jerry’s and my hands and pulled us to the mattresses. When we got there, she fell to her knees with her heels still on. She pulled me to her front and gobbled my hard dick. Jerry got behind her and began to fuck her doggie. His dick was longer than mine but not as big around.

“Mmmph,” she said as she pushed her mouth down to my pubic hair. Jerry was clutching her ass cheeks and pounding her pussy. She looked up at me with my cock in her mouth and smiled that brilliant smile at me. I was already more than ready to fill her mouth with cum. She backed off my cock and squeezed the head, then went back to sucking me. She was just about to suck my nut when she pushed on my stomach, pushing me away. As she did so, she pulled Jerry down and rolled him on his back.

She then licked her juices off his cock, and mounted it, fucking him from above. After a minute she stopped, looked over her shoulder and flashed me that smile.

“Fuck my pussy for lube, then put it in my asshole, Chaz!”

I got behind her and stuck my hard dick in her wet pussy and stroked, 7 or 8 times. It felt good. As soon as I pushed in, she milked my cock with her vaginal muscles. Every time I pushed in, she clamped down on my cock with her pussy. Then I pulled out of her. She immediately plunged her pussy back down on Jerry’s fuck stick. I put my fingers on her asshole and felt that there was already lube there. She had obviously prepared for this before we got here. As she was bouncing on Jerry’s dick, I pressed the head of my cock against her asshole. As I pushed forward her hole opened up and swallowed my cock. I was balls deep with my balls bouncing against her pussy and my hands clutching those firm but substantial ass cheeks. Jerry and I got into a rhythm, I pushed her forward and when I withdrew my dick, he pushed her up.

“Fuck yeah, that feels so good. Fuck me guys, I’m gonna come!” She started to convulse. “Oh fuck, yes, pound my two holes!”

We kept this up for maybe ten minutes. I put my hands around her to grab her tits, but Jerry already had his hands on them. He withdrew one hand, and I grabbed the free titty and massaged it. Then Ellen began to push back onto my dick and forward onto Jerry’s in an exaggerated motion. The effect was for her pussy to alternately massage both Jerry’s and my cock.

“Oh shit, I’m going to cum!” I yelled.

“Me, too,” said Jerry.

I went off and held my body against Ellen’s ass as I pumped her rectum full of my cum. At the same time Jerry did the same to her pussy. Ellen responded by increasing her motions down and back, milking our balls as she convulsed, also cumming.

I collapsed on Ellen’s back and she collapsed on Jerry’s chest. We lay there, spent, for about 5 minutes. Then Ellen pushed herself up.

“OK, boys, round 1 is over. Chaz, you need to go hit on Jennifer. I’ve got to circulate.”

I got off her and walked over to the bar area, naked. I sat at one of the tables. Jennifer appeared almost immediately.

“Bring me a Sam Adams,” I told her. She left and reappeared with my beer.

“Are you allowed to sit with me?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said and sat down in the chair next to me.

“How old are you, Jennifer?”

“25,” she said, “Why?”

“I’m considerably older than you. Would you play with me if I asked?”

“Sure,” she said as she reached over and stroked my wet dick. “I love to play with older men. Will you be my daddy?” Then she took her hand and licked the juices off it.

I laughed. “I’ve never done that, but I’ll give it a try. Where’s the bartender?”

She laughed. “Right now, he’s fucking Mia’s ass while she is riding Malcom’s big dick. Take a look.”

I turned around and saw Mia on top of the black single guy while Fred plowed her ass. Every time Mia came up on his cock it looked huge. Next to them was Ellen getting spit roasted by Jon and one of the white single guys.

“How big is he?”

“Malcom? About 10 inches long and as big as a Coke can. He’s the biggest guy here. Ellen always finishes with Malcom.”

“Ellen told me she prefers a smaller dick.”

“She tells everyone that, even Jerry. But she always finishes with Malcom.”

“So, you have done this party before?”

“Yes, many times. I love it. I usually get invited in and I love to fuck. I’m multi-orgasmic and I cum really easily. I usually get fucked so many times I’m good for a week.” She laughed. “Well, probably not. I’m a horny bitch.”

Jennifer was again stroking my dick. I was hard again and seeping precum. Jennifer ran her index finger around my head and then put her finger in her mouth,

“MM, you taste good, Mr. Masterson.”

“Please, Jennifer. I’m wanting to fuck you. Call me Chaz. Or Daddy.”

“OK, daddy. Are you going to take me to the other side of the room and fuck me now?”

I stood up and put out my hand. She took it and I led her over to the clothes rack.

“Do you have to undress?”

She laughed and untied her bow tie.

“Only this,” she said as she draped it over a hanger. She stood there in her heels and thigh top hose.

I led her over to the mattresses. When she got there, she dropped to her knees. She wrapped her 36 D titties around my cock and put her mouth over my cock head, licking it with her tongue.

“Oh, daddy, please put your big dick in my tiny baby pussy, I need it so bad!”

I pushed her down on her back and put my face down in her crotch. I took in the heady odor of her sex. I blew onto her clit and then put my tongue on it. I extended my tongue under her prominent clit, lifting it off her pelvis. I sucked on it hard. Her high heeled clad feet went straight up in the air as she started to cum.

“Yes, daddy, you’re making me cum so hard!”

I put two fingers in her pussy. She was dripping wet already. I felt around and found her G spot, rubbing it with both fingers.

“Oh, daddy, that feels sooo good. I’m cumming again!”

Her body shook as she came. I put my hands under her hard ass and pulled her pussy to my mouth. I savored her taste as I pushed my tongue into her wet pussy. As I ate her juicy pussy, I put my hands on her breasts, thumbing her nipples.

“Oh, daddy, do you like my fat titties?” she said. I raised up and put my face down on her mouth. I kissed her, smearing her juices all over her face. I put my hard cock at the entrance to her pussy.

“Yes, daddy, please spear my juicy young pussy with your hard cock. I love being fucked by daddy.”

Jennifer was surprisingly tight, but her pussy was so wet that my 7 inches of manhood went right in and my balls rested on her asshole. She moved her hips against me furiously, humping up and down.

“Oh god, fuck me harder. Pound my pussy. Fill me up with cum.” Jennifer wasn’t kidding when she said she liked fucking. She was really giving me a ride. And she was cumming about every two minutes. She reached down to my crotch with one hand and pulled on my balls as she massaged my dick with her pussy walls. I was losing it fast.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum! Where do you want it?”

“In my pussy! Inject me with baby batter. Fuck me full of your hot cum!”

I thrust hard into her, as deep as I could go, and held my cock in her. I spurted, once, twice, several times as my balls emptied again. Jennifer’s hips spasmed, as she came again. My cock, now spent, twitched in her warm hole.

“Fuck, daddy. So much cum. I hope you didn’t knock me up.”

Spent, I rolled off Jennifer onto my back.

“I hope you were kidding, hon.”

Jennifer laughed. “Yes, I’m on the pill. I’m terribly oversexed, so I also use a diaphragm. But you never know.” She rolled over, grabbed my soft dick, and licked our combined juices off it.

“MMMM, we taste good.” She put her mouth over my cock head and began sucking as she stroked it. I responded quickly, getting hard again.

“Thank you, daddy. I came so many times on your daddy dick. I’m going to go see if Malcom is free yet so I can ride his big black cock.”

I looked around. I saw Dave on his back with Carrie on her knees between his legs. Just then Carrie looked over her shoulder and caught my eye. She winked and shook her muscular ass at me. Then she continued to blow Dave. She shook her ass at me again and slapped it with one hand. I could take a hint.

I walked over to Carrie and Dave and got on my knees behind Carrie. I put my hands on her waist. She pushed her butt into my crotch, forcing my erection between her butt cheeks. I reached under her and put my hands on her breasts. Her nipples were hard little nubbins and I thumbed them. She moaned her approval, reached underneath her and grabbed my hard-on. She guided it into her pussy, which was well lubed with semen.

We quickly got into a rhythm. Carrie pushed her ass on my cock while I thrust it in her. She bobbed her head on Dave’s cock and pulled on his balls. I cupped Carrie’s small, plump tits and twisted her nipples with one hand. With the other I rubbed her clitty. We fucked like this for 20 minutes or so. Then Carrie lifter her head off Dave’s cock and looked at me over her shoulder.

“Fuck my ass, Chaz,” she said. It seemed like all these Florida women liked anal. I obliged her, pulling out of her pussy and placing my cock head at her back door. I pushed. My cock head went right into her asshole. It, too, was lubed with cum. I pushed the rest of the way in. We got into a rhythm again. She began jacking on Dave’s cock as she sucked it.

“Yes, fuck my asshole. Shoot more cum in it. Make me cum on your dick.” She forced her mouth back down on Dave’s cock and pulled on his balls. He started to cum in her mouth. She milked his balls to get all his cum. Then she swallowed it.

All the time Dave was cumming, Carrie was pushing her ass onto my hard cock, and I was massaging her clit. She started to cum from my cock in her ass and my hand on her clit.

“Ahhhh! Shit, shit shit! Cumming. Don’t stop, fill my asshole with sperm.”

I started to erupt again. I sprayed cum into Carrie’s bowels. I was surprised that I had any left, but I came at least 5 spurts again. I sat down behind Carrie’s fine ass. I tongued her from asshole to pussy.

“Ohhh, thank you, that feels good.”

Jennifer walked up just then and handed me a bottle of water. She had cum on the inside of her thighs and more cum was leaking out of her pussy.

“Better hydrate, daddy,” she said. Then she dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. “I can cum from sucking dick, so I also fluff. I’m such a cock slut,” she said as she sucked the head of my cock and bathed the shaft with her tongue. Then she jacked my cock as she sucked on my balls. In about 5 minutes I was fully erect again.

“There you go, daddy, ready to go again,” she said as she jacked my dick and pulled on my balls. “Mia said to tell you to look for her.”

“What about you?” I said.

“I usually try to fuck every guy here. I’m still working on that.”

I stood up and looked for Mia. I found her. She was lying on her back while Ellen ate her pussy. Jon was fucking Ellen doggie. I walked over to them, standing behind Mia’s head. Ellen saw me. She slapped Mia’s hip to get her attention and then pointed at me. Mia had her hands on Ellen’s head, but she quickly released them and scrambled to her feet.

“MM, hi Chaz. I was looking for you. Come with me,” she said, grabbing my hand and pulling me to an area of the mattresses that was unoccupied. “Ellen said you’re a good fuck and I want to find out.”

She laid down on her back and opened her arms. She no longer had her heels on, but she was still wearing the blue thigh tops. Her tits were fat but still firm and pointing up. I got down on my knees, leaned over and kissed Mia on the mouth as she wrapped her arms around me. Our tongues played with each other as she ground her pussy against my erection and rubbed her tits against my chest. We broke our kiss.

“Fuck me, honey. Fill me full of white man’s cum.”

“I want to taste you first,” I said. I pushed myself up and put my mouth on her right tit. I sucked on the nipple. At the same time, I put two fingers into her sloppy pussy. It was full of cum. I found her G spot and massaged it with my fingers.

“Shit, Ellen was right. You know your way around a woman’s body.”

I moved to her other tit and sucked that nipple erect. Then I ran my tongue down her torso to her flat, taut tummy. I ran my tongue into her navel, causing her to giggle. Then down her abdomen. She had a landing strip of jet-black pubic hair just above her pussy. I ran my tongue through her fur patch, enjoying the smell. Then I tongued her clit, rubbing back and forth on it. I placed my tongue at the entrance to her vagina and pushed it in, enjoying the salty taste of men’s cum in there. I massaged her clit with my fingers at the same time.

Mia grabbed my head and pushed it into her.

“Shit, gonna cum!” she said as she started to spasm. She put her hands in my armpits and pulled me upward.

“I need to get fucked now. Put that white cock in my black pussy. Now!”

I kissed her again as she wrapped her strong arms around my back. The head of my dick sought her opening. She thrust her hips up, finding my cock and pushing on to it. She wrapped her muscular legs around me, locking her feet behind my butt. She jackhammered her hips up and back on my cock. Her hard, muscular body was very sensual underneath me as she fucked me hard.

“That’s it, white boy. Make mamma cum on your white dick.”

I hammered her as hard as I could as she thrust her hips at my cock. We fucked like rabbits for at least 20 minutes. I mauled her tits as I humped her squishy pussy. At least 3 times during that ride Mia screamed that she was cumming. I did not feel the need to cum.

I looked up and saw Jennifer standing over us.

“Jennifer, I need help,” said Mia. “I want that white baby cream in my hot black pussy.”

“Ok,” said Jennifer. She plunged her middle finger into her pussy, getting it wet with all the semen that was sloshing around in her. Then she walked around behind me. She kissed the back of my neck, then put her mouth up by my ear.

“I’m gonna make you squirt your semen in Mia’s hole,” she whispered.

Mia started to cum again. I felt Jennifer place a hand on my butt cheek. Then I felt her place the index finger of her other hand against my asshole. She pushed it in. The cum on her finger was enough lube that it went right in. She pushed it all the way. She found my prostate and began massaging it.

“Omyfuckingod,” I said. I started to cum as Jennifer kept at my prostate. I thrust into Mia’s pussy as far as I could and held my dick in her as I shot. Mia put her hands around the back of my neck and pulled my head down, pushing her tongue down my throat. She was milking my dick with her hips. I must have shot 7 or 8 times.

Mia gradually slowed her hip motion, then stopped. I was soaking my spent cock in her hot honeypot.

“Shit, Chaz, that’s pretty good fucking for a white boy.”

I laughed. “That’s my first time with a black woman,” I said, “but likely not my last.”

Jennifer pulled her finger out of my ass. Then she reached between us and put her finger in Mia’s pussy next to my cock. She rotated it around, pulled it out and put it in her mouth.

“Damn, daddy, you two taste good.”

I looked around. Dave was fucking Carrie, Jon was fucking Nancy, and Jennifer was now fucking Fred. Ellen was at the far end, sucking Dennis’s and the white single guy’s dicks, and riding Malcom’s. The hispanic single guy was fucking Ellen’s asshole.

I heard Fred yell as he came. In a couple of minutes Jennifer and Fred got up and went to the clothes rack. They both put their bow ties back on, then went to the bar. Fred took the triangle out and rang it again.

“15 minutes,” he said.

I went back to the bar area and sat down. Jennifer came over.

“I need another beer,” I said.

“You’ve got another 15 minutes.”

“No, I think I’m done for the night.”

She brought me the beer and came and sat down. She reached for my cock and started jacking it.

“Oh my god, daddy. You were such a hit with all the women. They loved you. So did I.”

“Thank you, Jennifer. I had a great time. I hope I can get to Orlando again.”

Fred banged the triangle again. “Midnight,” he announced.

“Now what,” I asked Jennifer.

“You have to get dressed now. You have 30 minutes to socialize and drink, then everyone leaves.”

“You, too?”

“No. Fred and I have to stay and clean up the place. But I could come to your room after?”

“No, I think I’m fucked out. Do you want to meet me for breakfast? Say 10 o’clock?”

“I’d love to. I’ll be in the restaurant in your hotel.”

“You know where it is?”

“Of course. Ellen told everyone where you were staying.”

I got up and walked to the clothes rack. As I got dressed, Ellen came over. I couldn’t help but notice that Ellen’s full bush was all matted with semen. She put her knit dress back on. She put her hand on my hip.

“I’m glad you recognized me. I’ve had a great time. Hope we will stay in contact.”

When everyone was dressed, we went back to the bar area, pushed all the tables together and had another drink. After serving everyone, Jennifer came and sat by me, dropping her hand in my lap, unzipped my pants and began stroking my dick again. Despite everything I had done that night, I got hard. As Jennifer stroked my dick, Nancy came over and tapped Ellen on the shoulder. Ellen got up and the two talked out of my earshot. Then she came and sat down.

We finished our drinks and left as a group. Everyone but Jerry, Ellen and I were parked in the hotel, so we bid them all goodbye in the lobby. Then we walked back to my hotel.

When we got to the lobby, Ellen kissed me and rubbed her big tits all over my chest.

“Thank you, Chaz, it has been such a pleasure to meet and play with you. Give me your phone.”

I did.

“I put my number and email in it.”

“Do you guys want to come up for a nightcap?”

“No, we have to get home. Besides, I think you will enjoy the rest of the night,”

I looked at her quizzically. She put her arms around my neck, rubbed her tits against my chest again and ground her pussy on my cock. She gave me a deep kiss.

“Trust me, Chaz. Stay in touch. Maybe we’ll make it to Seattle.”

She turned and got into a down elevator. I went to one going up and went to my room.

* * * *

It was about 1 a.m. I poured myself a bourbon, went in the bathroom and showered quickly. I got out and put on a hotel robe. I went back into the front room and plopped down on the leather sofa. I put my head back.

“What a night,” I thought. “Ronnie will think I made this all up when I tell her.”

Just then there was a knock on my door. I got up and opened it. Nancy was standing there. Her white blouse was completely unbuttoned, and she was pulling on one of her nipples.

“Hey, famous writer, I didn’t get my turn with you. I had Dave drop me off here. Ellen gave me your room number.”

I stood there watching her pull on her erect nipples.

“Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m an idiot. You just surprised me, that’s all. Sure, come on in.”

“Fancy room,” she said as she entered and looked around.

“Do you want a drink?”

“Just some water.” I went to the bar and got her a bottle of water. I went back over to her and handed it to her. She took the cap off and took a big drink. Then she put the bottle down on the coffee table and shucked her blouse off her shoulder. She put her hands to the side waist of her black mini, unbuttoned it, zipped it down and pushed it off her hips. She was naked now except for her black strappy sandals.

“I came here to get fucked, Chaz. Dave is going to pick me up at 6 a.m.”

“Didn’t you have a good time tonight?”

“Yes, but I didn’t get to fuck the stranger. I always fuck the newbies.”

“Sounds like a plan,” I said and, reaching for her hand I led her into the bedroom. I took off my robe and threw it on the floor. She kicked off her sandals. Now we were both naked. I looked into her deep blue eyes, put my arms around her and kissed her. She pressed her plump C cup titties into my chest and reached down to stroke my dick, which had now risen to its full 7 inches. She dropped her hands down to my ass cheeks, cupping them, and pressed her pussy against my erection.

“I told Dave I had to sample this,” she said and dropped to her knees.

“And he said ‘OK’?”

“We’ve been doing these sorts of things since college. He pretty much gives me what I want.”

“How did you meet?”

“He was a guard on the basketball team, and I was one of the cheerleaders. Met him at one of the after-game parties. I was a real slut in college. I think I had already fucked everyone on the team except for him.”

She began licking up and down my shaft. She sucked on my balls. I ran my hands through her flaming red hair. Then she put her mouth around the head of my cock and stuck her tongue in the pee hole, lapping up the precum. She pushed her head down on my cock until her lips were in my pubic hair and my cock was in her throat. I didn’t know if I could cum with all the night’s activities, but my balls were churning again and that was always a good sign.

I felt like I was getting ready to cum, so I pulled her up by the armpits. I kissed her again.

“I never got to see your pussy tonight. Now I’m going to eat it,” I said.

I pushed her onto her back on the bed and knelt by her crotch. She was totally wet now. The red hair above her pussy was trimmed in the shape of a heart, with the point of the heart aimed at her clit. I stuck my tongue out and pushed it into her pussy. I could taste the tanginess of other men’s cum mixed with her juices. I lapped upwards to her clit, lifting it with my tongue and pursing my lips around it as I sucked on it. Nancy drew in a sharp breath and pushed the back of my head into her pussy.

“Yes, baby, they said you could really eat pussy. I’m gonna cum!”

Nancy’s stomach muscles contracted as she orgasmed.

“God yes, don’t stop!”

I tongued her for about 5 more minutes, during which she spasmed two more times. Then I traced my tongue up through her heart of pubic hair, to her navel, and up to her big, freckled tits. I licked the underside of one, then up and around it, and then took the nipple in my mouth. I sucked on it and bit it lightly. It swelled in my mouth. Nancy came again. I continued to trace my tongue up her body to her neck, where I again bit her gently. Then I kissed her, sharing with her our combined juices and those of the men she had fucked at the party.

I searched for her pussy opening with my hard-on. She moved her hips slightly, forcing her vagina onto the head of my cock. As we began fucking, she raised her legs up in the air. She locked her feet behind her head, which created exquisite pressure on my cock. I pounded her pussy harder. She reached underneath me, grabbed my balls and milked them.

“Shit, Nancy, can’t hold it any longer. I’m gonna cum!”

“Yes, fill me full. Mix your cum with all the rest. I love to have my pussy full of cum. Shoot in me, give it to me!”

My orgasm began at that second. I began spurting into her pussy. I pushed hard and held it in her on the downstroke. I don’t think much cum came out, but my cock continued to spasm and jerk. Nancy unlocked her feet and lowered her legs, then locked her feet behind my ass, stroking my ass cheeks with her toes. We lay there for minutes in post-coital bliss.

Nancy sighed. “That was worth the wait. My best fuck of the night.”

“Probably the anticipation contributed to that. I think I was dry cumming, but it felt really good.”

“Probably you’re right. And it wasn’t all a dry cum, I felt it for 3 or 4 spurts.”

“How often do you do this?”

“We try to get together as a group once a month, always at that hotel. We’ve been doing it for years now. And Jennifer hooks up with our husbands on occasion. That gal gets fucked 6 or 7 nights a week.”

I laughed. “She wants to meet me here in the morning.”

“Do you want to?”

“I don’t think I’ll have the energy after you leave.”

“I’ll take care of it,” she said and reached for her phone and began texting.

I was still laying on top of Nancy with my cock soaking in her cum filled pussy. As it slowly shrunk, I rolled off her. Nancy put down her phone and leaned over me, cleaning off my cock with her mouth. Then she put her mouth over it and began sucking. As I began to get hard again, she pushed her head down on me again, resting her lips on my pubic bone. Then she lifted her mouth off me and turned and looked me in the eyes. She dug some cum from her pussy and rubbed it into her pubic hair.

“You have to do me doggie now,” she said. She turned around on the bed and got on her hands and knees. She shook her alabaster white ass at me. I got up on my knees and grabbed her ass cheeks. Her plump ass jiggled as I palmed her cheeks. Her ass was a little fat but firm and muscular. I slapped it as I admired the orange freckles adorning it. Her butt cheeks jiggled more.

Nancy pushed her ass back on my hard dick and my crown searched for her pussy. I pushed forward and her pussy had so much cum in it that I easily sunk in all the way. I started to hump her ass. She pushed back hard on my every stroke, and when she had me all the way in, she corkscrewed her ass on my cock and tightened her vaginal muscles. She was trying to pussy suck the cum right out of me. We kept at it for about 20 minutes, both of us grunting and moaning. While fucking her I cupped her fat, firm tits and pulled on her nipples. Then I put my finger in my mouth and pressed it against her anus. It slid right in. She had obviously got ass fucked at the party, as it was full of sperm.

Nancy squirmed on my thumb and ground her pussy on my cock.

“Shit, Chaz, fuck me. I love this shit.”

When she began to cum, I did, too. Not much cum was left in me, but I kept spurting anyway. It felt so good, but I was spent. I slumped on to Nancy’s back, exhausted and totally sated, with both hands on her luxurious C cups. I fell asleep.

I don’t know how long I slept. I was having a sex dream when I awoke. I was fully erect again with my dick in Nancy’s mouth. She was cupping my balls with one hand as the other stroked my cock. My cock head was in her mouth and her tongue was running around my frenulum. She was sucking noisily. As I awoke and looked at her, she smiled.