It was Friday morning in Blackheath.
Everything was normal on the surface. Fred Foley did not have the time or inclination to ball Jennifer, who did not object as strongly as usual. Morgan Davis awoke with a huge hard-on which he tried, without success, to slip into Carol before she was fully awake. Bob Harrison, potent newlywed that he was, poured two morning fucks into Colleen.
Colleen said to Bob, "Oh, by the way… Fred and Morgan usually go out Friday nights, just bowling or something. But the girls wanted me to ask you if you'd like to go with them tonight."
Bob wasn't at all sure about that.
"Can we afford it?" he asked.
"Sure," said Colleen.
"Well… all right," he said.
Colleen went to the telephone. "I'll call the Foleys before Fred goes to work and let him know that you're going with him and Morgan tonight."
"Fred says for you to meet him at his office at six," she called to Bob. "Is that okay?"
"That's fine," said Bob.
And so the groundwork was laid.
Bob went to work at noon.
Later, bubbling with eager expectations, Colleen put on a sexy dress and trotted over to Carol's house, where Jennifer was already waiting and the three women were so thrilled at the prospects before them that they didn't even have a single cunt-sucking session before they left for the city.
It was, naturally enough, Friday in the Moonglow, too, although days did not mean much in that place. The usual collection of winos were scattered around the bar and tables at varying degrees of inebriation. It was a typical day at the Moonglow.
There was, however, one man at the bar who was not one of the regular customers.
Joe Henry stood with his back to the bar, elbows up, a long thin cigar tilted up from his teeth. He wore a Stetson pulled down over his eyes and a soft buckskin outfit, which was molded to his powerful young body like a second skin.
Joe was unhappy. Until earlier on that day he had been the lover of a married lady who had taken care of him very nicely. Then, that morning the lady's husband had followed her to the little room she had rented for Joe and found Joe stuck up his wife's pussy. That had been that. Joe had been slung out on his ear onto the streets.
He finished his drink and was just about to leave when three women walked in.
Joe looked up with interest. The women looked ultra respectable. He figured that either they had wandered into the place by mistake during a shopping trip or else they were slumming.
They looked around uncertainly.
Joe expected them to leave but they surprised him by taking stools at the bar. Slumming, he thought. They ordered martinis. Jack the bartender had to get his guide out to find out how to make a martini. This was not a great help because he was illiterate. One of the women told him how to do it but he had no cocktail shaker. He had not a single olive. They settled for a gin with a dash of vermouth poured in. They sipped their makeshift martinis and looked around the room.
They looked at Joe Henry.
Joe tipped his Stetson and smiled.
The three women put their heads together. They whispered and nodded. They grinned.
Joe was about to approach the three, when, to his surprise; one of the women got off her stool and walked towards him, hips swaying just as if she were not a respectable woman.
She smiled and said, "My name is Jennifer."
"Joe Henry, at your service ma'am," he said.
"Mmm, yes, I hope so," said Jennifer. "My friends and I are looking for someone to fuck."
Joe took the cigar from his mouth and took a deep breath.
"Is… is that so? I'd be happy to oblige."
"Splendid," said Jennifer. "Do you have a couple of friends?"
"Er… no," said Joe.
"Oh well, it doesn't matter. We all think you're adorable… do you think you could manage all three of us?"
Joe gulped and then said, "Yeah… yeah I guess I could."
Jennifer nodded to the other two. They came over smiling and stopped on either side of Joe. He slowly turned his head, looking from one to the other. Then he shook his head, overawed by these women.
"This is Carol and this is Colleen," Jennifer said. "Girls, this is Joe Henry."
"He's perfect," Carol said.
"Gorgeous," said Colleen.
Joe grinned in his most charming manner. Things were looking up for him.
They left the Moonglow together with Joe in the middle.
In the car they groped him.
Carl worked her fingers around in his crotch and her eyes widened as she felt the massive hunk of meat he possessed. His dick wasn't hard but, even soft it felt like a formidable rack of joy.
"Our very own stud," said Jennifer, running her hand along the impressive contours of his cock.
Joe Henry felt a bit like a toy.
But his big prick, if it was a toy, was starting to harden as they fondled him.
He was impressed with the apartment, which was much nicer than the one which he had been forced to vacate that mommy. He wandered around, checking things cut. The place was clean. The bed a large, comfortable fucking platform. This will suit me very nicely, he thought. He went back into the sitting room.
And found the three women naked.
"Well, now," he said, cool as a cucumber. "Why don't you show us your dick?" His hand went to his fly. He was in a very strange situation but one thing he knew – he was not wanting for dick. His cock was his pride and joy, the tool of his trade.
He hauled his mighty weapon out.
"Oh, my!" Colleen said.
Jennifer and Carol gasped.
Joe Henry's cock was far and away the largest hunk of meat they had ever encountered, although all three of them had known a dick or two in their lives.
It was not completely hard yet, but it looped out from his fly in a great, sinuous coil.
"It looks like an elephant's trunk," Jennifer said.
"Big as a chimney," said Carol.
Joe grinned, pleased at their reaction. He pushed his hips out and his cock swayed, still sticking out in a great arc, as if the knob were so heavy that the shaft could not pull it up into a rampant angle.
He dipped his hand into his buckskin pants and dragged his balls out, so, that all of his great carnal equipment was revealed. His balls were as big as melons, his stalk looked as fat as a forearm and the great purple slab of his dick-head was almost frightening in its magnitude.
The three horny women moved in closer, staring in total absorption at this masterpiece.
"It looks armor-plated," Jennifer gasped.
"God! He could fuck whales!" cried Carol.
"He could sure fuck me," said Jennifer, and the vision of that formidable dick danced like sugar plums in her head.
And as they gazed in fascination at his huge cock, as if their vision had some tactile, caressing property, his monstrous prick slowly surged up into a full erection. It stood like a battering ram before him, the knob glowing a dark purple and the thick vein throbbing up the ventral shaft. His balls expanded like inflating balloons. The tip was steaming. It stretched up all the way to his breastbone.
"It looks naked," said Colleen, grinning, "It ought to have a flag on the top."
"It ought to have my cunt on the bottom," Jennifer said.
She looked at her two friends.
"Me first?" she asked.
Colleen and Carol both nodded. Truth be known, they were a little afraid of that huge bludgeon. And Jennifer, who had never in her life been accused of having a small twat, wasn't sure that she could take it, herself.
"I'll try," she said.
"We'll help," said Carol.
Joe Henry just stood there, feeling like a dildo, as these three women made plans for his prick. He didn't know if he should be proud or insulted as, ignoring him completely as a man, they concentrated their attentions on his cock, just as if that mighty pole had been disembodied.
Carol was taking charge, imaginative and naughty girl that she was.
"Colleen," she said, "Why don't you lick his cock so that it's nice and slippery?"
Colleen grinned, pleased at that suggestion. She didn't know if she wanted that titanic tool up her cunt or even if it could fit in her mouth, not to mention her cherry asshole, but she knew she could have a fine old time tonguing such a tasty hunk.
She knelt down in front of Joe Henry and without delay began to sweep her hot tongue up his stalk from balls to cock-head with long, fluid strokes. It tasted different than husband dick but it had a succulence that she found most appetizing.
Joe put his hands on his hips and pushed his loins out, letting her get on with it.
Jennifer and Carol watched with undisguised interest.
Colleen laved up and down and then, arching her neck, she fitted her lips to his cock-head. She pushed down. His meaty slab was so big that it filled her mouth. The great wedge pushed into her cheeks on both sides at the same time, pecking her like a squirrel with a mouthful of nuts. She tried to bob her head up and down in the usual cock-sucking motion, but it was impossible. The knob stuffed her mouth so full that she could take none of the stalk in.
Her tongue was jammed tight and her lips were extended as wide open as they could go. She wriggled her tongue and found that she was able to slide it around against the steaming underside of his big lump. She began to suck on his dick-head, fighting to draw in air around it at the same time.
She began to drool.
Saliva poured down his hot shaft, gleaming silvery against the skin. She was doing a proper job of oiling him up, a lubrication that would ease the entry into Jennifer's snatch. Her breath hissed in around the meat and she sighed happily, eyes closed, enjoying this rare feast.
It looked so delicious that Jennifer regretted not having done the preliminaries herself. But she knew that she mustn't be greedy. She was going to have the first cunt full of that formidable cock and she couldn't resent her friend having a taste.
But what would Carol get?
She looked at Carol. Carol smiled.
"I'll lubricate you, honey," she said.
Carol would get exactly what she wanted.
Jennifer sat on the couch and spread her legs. Carol curled up at her feet and dipped her head into her frothy crotch. She began to tongue-fuck and suck with relish.
Jennifer sighed happily, contented with what she was getting and thrilled by what she would be getting soon. She looked down at Carol's busily munching face, then she looked across to where Colleen was gurgling away on Joe's peckerhead, stuck to that great hook of meat like a fish on a gaff.
"Don't come in her mouth," she cautioned the man. "I want your cream in my pussy…"
Joe grinned. His eyes were roaming back and forth just as Jennifer's were, watching Colleen work on his knob, her lips unpeeling around that huge slab, then watching Carol's tongue dip into Jennifer's creamy box.
"Don't you come, either," he said. "Wait until I get my dick up that sweet hole before you cream, girl."
Carol drew back, reluctantly, for she had been enjoying her task, but she knew that Jennifer was as ready as she would ever be to take that giant joystick. Jennifer's cunt was unpeeled and the slot was flooded.
Seeing Carol disengage, Colleen pulled her mouth off Joe's peckerhead with an effort.
The big knob seemed to be stuck fast by suction. It popped free, twanging, hard and hot.
The head glistened with saliva and the stalk was streaked with ribbons that had drooled down.
Joe Henry moved to the couch, his cock so massive that he had to throw his shoulders back to counterweight his torso. Carol moved out of the way and he knelt between Jennifer's slick thighs. His dick stood up like a tree.
Jennifer took it in both fists, holding it like a baseball bat. She guided the knob to her crotch.
She began to churn her slot with the tip, working it around in that sodden bowl as if she were stirring a bubbling cauldron. Her cunt sucked at him, trying to drag him in.
"I'm ready… I think…" she said.
Joe Henry began to push.
His knob wedged in and stuck fast. Jennifer wriggled and he strained to ram it home. He labored doggedly but could get no more than two thirds of his triangular cock-head up her. The flaring wedge jammed at her cunt-lips.
"It won't fit!" Jennifer wailed, grievously disappointed.
Carol sprang to her aid. Seizing her by the ankle, she began to pull. Colleen grabbed the other ankle and tugged. Joe Henry pushed and Jennifer squirmed and Colleen and Carol literally hauled her cunt down onto his prick like a tight boot on a foot.
Suddenly his massive weapon disappeared up Jennifer's stretched, pliable hole.
He was buried to the hilt.
They held that full penetration for a moment. Jennifer had never been stuffed so absolutely full of cock and she adored the feeling. It felt as if she had squatted on a telephone pole. She thought that her hips were going to jump out of their sockets but she didn't give a damn just so long as she had that great rod buried in her pussy.
Then he started to hump.
At first he could not slide in and out, for he was stuck fast in her hole and when he stroked he simply hauled her pelvis back and forth on his dick.
But then her elastic pussy adjusted to his bulk.
He began to run the rod up her, awkwardly at first and then more fluidly, until he was pouring the pork to her rhythmically. His balls rolled in, pressing against her ass. Her cunt lips were sucked right up her hole as he forged in and as he pulled back he dragged her almost inside out.
She loved it.
Colleen and Carol hovered on the periphery of the action, thrilled by the sight of his huge cock vanishing up their friend's joybox. Like handmaidens they waited in attendance.
Then they joined in.
Carol held his huge balls in one hand. She began to play with Jennifer's tits and nipples with the other hand. With her hands out on either side, she leaned down and started sucking an Jennifer's clit. Her head was in Jennifer's lap and as she mouthed her turbulent bead at love she was also mouthing Joe Henry's prick as it vanished and reappeared up the hole. This was a double treat for the bisexual wanton. Although pussy was her favorite feast, she had always been fond of cock as well. Just because a girl liked ice cream did not preclude the joy of eating steak. Now she parted her lips and let his cock run through her mouth as it slipped in and out of Jennifer's gash.
Carol began to vibrate with passion.
Each time his huge prick squeezed out, it was coated with a film of cunt juice.
Carol greedily slurped that sweet nectar from his rod.
Then, his cock coated with saliva instead of pussy cream, he pushed back up the clutching hole, passing through Carol's eager lips coming and going.
Jennifer's clit was tingling against his shaft and Carol was sucking steadily on it all the while, adoring the taut bud from above while Joe's prong caressed it below.
Carol got so carried away that she was trying to get her mouth right up Jennifer's hole, so that she could suck on Joe's cock-head right inside Jennifer's cunt.
Jennifer's well-attended crotch was flooded with cunt juice and saliva. Cream pulsed from her stuffed lovebox as Joe's giant plunger pumped in and out and Carol was drooling heavily over her exotic smorgasbord.
Colleen observed this linkage with fascination.
There was no room in Jennifer's crotch and she moved behind Joe's corkscrewing ass. Spreading his cheeks apart, the newlywed began to run her hot tongue up the crack of his ass and push the pink tip into his asshole.
Ducking lower, she licked his balls, which were still gripped in Carol's hand, laving them thoroughly before she swept up again, long-tonguing up his crotch and into his ass cleavage. She loved the taste of his musky ball meat and the way that his spunk-filled nuts shifted under the hairy sac.
Fluttering around the cluster, Colleen alighted upon Carol's ass, rimming the tight hole and dipping down to shoot her tongue up her slippery pussy. Carol's titties were dangling down like ripe fruit. Colleen mouthed them from below, her head tilted back as if she were eating grapes at a Roman orgy. She was so hot that she didn't know what she wanted. She flitted here and there in fickle indecision, sucking Jennifer's nipples, Carol's crotch, Joe Henry's asshole in turn, loving each delicacy but so blazing hot that she could not stay for long as yet another delicious treat caught her attention.
Stimulated by cock and tongue, Jennifer started to ripple into an orgasm.
Her cunt was stuffed to the brim with dick and her cunt juice was forced out, bubbling from the distended lips and foaming in her crotch. She soaked Joe's balls and belly. Carol voraciously slurped that precious oil up.
Then Joe Henry, also delighting in the manifold stimulation, bellowed like a bull. His huge balls swelled up and his massive stalk expanded as it buried itself up Jennifer's pussy. Slamming in to the root, he shot his wad into her womb.
Jennifer squealed with joy as she felt his steaming jism pour into her. And her prolonged climax peaked. Her cunt juice seeped out as she spasmed, blending with his cum. His great plunger pumped the thick mixture from her pussy in a creamy flood which greedy Carol gulped up with wild slurpings, swallowing cum and cunt juice down as fast as she could and moaning with the pure ecstasy of the treat.
Joe grimaced, his face contorted, jaws tight. He had blown his whole load out in that single mighty geyser. Now he held his cock buried as the thrill coursed through him.
Jennifer ground her supple pelvis around on his fat stalk like a pig turning on a spit, roasting in the fire of her orgasm.
Colleen had been darting here and there at random. Now, seeing the juicy climax, she hovered over Jennifer's belly, tongue flashing, wishing that she could have some of that succulent cream.
Carol took pity on her friend.
She had a mouthful of cum and cunt juice and she pressed her lips to Colleen's mouth. Colleen's lips parted and Carol poured that creamy concoction into the girl's eager mouth, sharing the feast unselfishly.
Joe Henry watched the two girls swap his cum back and forth in their mouths.
His dick had been emptied but it was still stuffed up Jennifer, still big and hard.
"Wow! That was good!" Jennifer sighed.
Joe Henry thought so, too. He also thought that this apartment would be a nice place to stay awhile.