"More than a daughter" - читать интересную книгу автора (Preston Ken)

CHAPTER TEN

All the way out to the guest house I had been watching Mike's long tool swinging back and forth. In no way was I going to even try to take his cock in my tight hole, but I was dying of curiosity to at least feel it and heft the heavy thing.

Bunny spoke up, for the first time since we'd entered the guest house. Her voice was low and throaty, and very sexy. She took Mike's big hands in hers and held them tightly. "At least, honey, we do have each other and the sex problem is whipped, I had been looking for a man like you longer than I'll care to admit. One built like you. You see," she said, turning to us, "I'm a little different than most women."

Mike hugged her close. "On our first date, sex reared its horny head, so to speak. We had eyes for no one else, from the first moment we met. When we got down to the wire, I took a deep breath, put her hand on me, and waited."

Bunny laughed, tossing her long hair and showing flashing white teeth, her full breasts jiggling under her loose sweater. "Poor Mike! When I pulled that fantastic thing out of his fly and started crying happy tears all over it, you'd think he'd found five million dollars, the way his face lit up! That very night he found I could take every inch he had, and I had a man to love me who filled me so full I about swooned with happiness. Almost twelve hours flew by before we were exhausted enough to curl up in each other's arms and practically pass out."

Allen spoke up, smiling at Bunny with real affection and sympathy in his eyes. "If I scared you, when I came up to the car where you were waiting for Mike, I apologize."

Bunny laughed. "I almost wet my panties. I was so frightened, out there. Mike has never done anything like what he tried to pull off tonight. He's honest as the day is long… it's just that… well, our bills piled up and he got desperate. In a way, I wish he was willing to go back to something we tried a couple of times, together. We made a bundle. At least, that wouldn't land us in jail. Or end up with his captors slating him for execution." She grinned at all of us.

I had to know about what they'd tried. Mike ducked his head, and colored a bit, which surprised me, but he clamed up. All of us kept heckling him, our curiosity now aroused so much we seemed to have forgotten about the killing that was supposed to happen in that room.

Bunny leaned over to kiss Mike, squeezing his cock and rubbing her huge breasts against his arm. Teresa about had kittens! "I… well, O.K. O.K. I'll tell," Mike grinned. "A couple of weeks ago I ran across a very wealthy executive who had a wild sense of humor. He wanted to pull a gag on his friends that he'd invited to a cocktail party at his mansion. He was a pretty good guy, in my book, and very generous with his wallet, when he unfolded his scheme to me. He advanced Bunny and me enough money to rent me a tux and her a knockout evening gown. We mingled with his guests, and I must say everyone took us for part of the blue-ribbon roster of bank presidents and stock brokers and sales executives who were his guests. About half way through the evening, Bunny and me started making out, but in a reserved way, on a big couch in the middle of the living room. We kissed and felt each other up and she panted convincingly enough to cause the guests around us to buzz-buzz to each other and sort of look the other way in embarrassment."

"You should have seen their faces!" Bunny smiled. "And when Mike slid my dress up my legs and I spread my knees so he could get his hand square on my pussy, I thought those old biddies would bust their girdles! They beat their gums and ran around like chickens with their heads cut off, trying to find our host and complain about that outrageous young couple on the couch. Of course, Mike's friend had made himself scarce and was peeking through some ornamental screens at the end of the room, trying desperately to choke back his laughter."

Dirk broke in, "Did you actually do it right there in front of all the society register guests?" Mike and Bunny both nodded.

Bunny grinned and absently held both her tits in her strong hands. "I actually got turned on, with Mike messing around with me and all the men and women staring at me. I shrugged my gown down off my shoulders and rubbed my nipples against Mike's chest. They stood up so hard I thought they'd snap off. But when I pulled his cock out of his fly and began jacking him off, bedlam really broke loose! Some men tried to drag their wives out of the room, out of pure envy of Mike, I'm sure, but their old bitch wives dragged their heels in the deep carpet so hard they made little furrows you could have planted potatoes in. They wanted to watch, but yet they didn't want to. Some of the guests turned their backs to us, but peered at us in the mirrors around the walls. Others, men mostly, gathered around us in a tight circle, downing their drinks like hot thirsty camels, and cheering us on."

Mike leaned over to kiss his wife. "You haven't seen this gorgeous creature in the nude. She is a real show-stopper!"

"Can we. Now? Huh? Right now!" my brothers chorused. I shushed them and told them to cool it.

"Well, when Bunny had me up full, she stood up and stepped out of her gown, stark naked. You should have heard the men! And the women! Although they did make different kinds of sounds," he laughed. "She pushed me down on the sofa, got on her knees and went down on me, her round bottom hiked up in the air and waving at all the flabby old bags in their diamonds and gowns. I noticed the circle of men, with a woman or two in there, too, drew closer around us."

"Funny thing," Bunny put in. "I felt a warm hand or two brush my cheeks, but no one got fresh with their fingers. The crowd was hot, but they were at a loss as to how much of their thin veneer of civilized behavior they could peel off and not be criticized by their fellow guests, afterwards. When I was sucking on Mike's delicious cock, one old biddy absolutely blew her top. She screamed for our host and demanded that her husband stop that terrible performance. He calmly adjusted his glasses and bent down to squint at my mouth tight around Mike's cockhead. Well, I don't know now, he drawled. I would say their performance is something less than terrible. In fact, if had a cock as superb as this young man's and you knew how to suck me even half as well as she is doing, I do believe I'd encourage you to do me, right here in the midst of this crowd. His wife turned purple and huffed off toward the bar. Later, I noticed one of the other men put his business card into my purse."

Mike laughed, remembering the wild ruckus in the packed room when he opened Bunny's legs and moved into her, I guessed. "When she lay back and held her furry pussy open for me to enter her, I thought the men would go ape. We both sort of cringed at the low animal sounds we heard around us, and the whispered horny words of encouragement to Bunny that slipped out of those uppercrust executives. They were so hot to see us screw they must have melted every cube of ice in their drinks."

"Didn't it kind of get to you, Bunny?" I asked. "I mean, fucking with all those strange hot eyes staring at your cunt." She nodded, her eyes bright and her hands going to Mike's crotch.

"It got to me all right. I'd never thought of myself as an exhibitionist, but there's something about making love under the eyes of a bunch of hot men that gets to you."

"Right on!" Mike continued. "We were playing it straight. Like we were just two more guests at the party who had gotten carried away with sexual excitement and couldn't wait to get home to screw. We used only the traditional missionary position but we moaned and groaned and tore the sofa all to heck, for the crowd, and we both faked fantastic climaxes for the standees packed around us. Then Bunny, acting suddenly shy and embarrassed, slipped back into her gown, helped me get dressed, and we picked up our drinks and tried to melt into the confused, noisy crowd. We were paid enough, for having a terrifically exciting evening, to pay off most of our accumulated bills… but then there we were, flat broke again, and me with no job prospects other than selling vacuums, door to door."

The feelings of sympathy and affection that had grown between us, listening to Mike and Bunny's tales of woe had erased all our thoughts of punishing our burglar. All of us felt we now had two more wonderful friends, people like us – young and horny – and with problems that we wanted very much to help them solve. Bunny stretched out on the floor, relaxed, and clasped her hands under her head, idly rubbing Mike's strong leg with her foot. "When I found that man's business card in my purse, I figured he must have put it there for a definite reason. I begged Mike until he called him."

It was Joan and Dolly's turn to say the same thing at the saint time, just like my brother's habit. "What did he want?"

Mike hesitated, then he said, "Well, in a nutshell, he wanted me to screw his wife."

"WHAT?" we all chorused. Bunny held up her hand and smiled.

"It wasn't that they were swingers or sex nuts or anything like that. The man had a problem, and when he'd seen us do our thing, the solution came to him in a flash."

Mike grinned, shaking his head and laying down to pillow his head on Bunny's tummy. "He had the reverse of my problem, in a way. When we went to his office, he told his secretary no calls, locked his door and poured out his heart to both of us. He was built about normal, it turned out, but his wife had decided he was too small, and was no longer a man who could satisfy her in bed. She wanted to cut loose, go to sex parties and seek true satisfaction, to use her words to her husband."

"Actually, her problem was just too much money, too much free time to think up imaginary difficulties, between them, to complain about. She had not been to the party where the man met us."

"His idea was to pay us both very well for showing up at his home, as invited guests of the sexually liberated type his wife was bugging him to meet, and in the course of the evening, have a small party. He suggested I be rough with his wife, not hurting her, understand, but enough to convince her that a normal man who truly loved her was someone she should not turn her back to."

"We debated about it," Bunny smiled. "In a way it seemed to us that it would be giving a bad flavor to sex, hiring out to fuck, but we were broke, the man was sincere, and Mike didn't mind that I'd probably have to screw our new friend while he was in the same bed with his wife and Mike. I had mixed feelings about it all, but… well, we decided to do it. When we showed up at his house, Mike's eyebrows shot up a foot! The man's wife was a beauty! About forty-five, I guess, beautifully groomed and dressed, and with a figure that would stop traffic on the busiest street. She was so turned on by what her husband had told her about their guests, she could hardly talk without stuttering."

"And then what happened?" Teresa asked. Mike slid his hands under Bunny's sweater and slowly pulled it up over her tits. We all gasped. She had the most gorgeous bust I had ever seen, full, firm, jutting out proudly, all creamy white, and in the center of each breast was a small, delicately formed pink nipple that cried to be kissed.

"When our friend got his hands on these, when we were all in the sack, he became so engrossed in touching them and squeezing and kissing them he almost forgot to do anything else," Mike said.

"I can see why," Dirk drawled, his voice becoming tight with desire to get his own hands on her fantastic breasts. Mike nuzzled his face, lovingly, between her boobs, and his thumbs each found a stiffening nipple to rub.

I wanted to hear about the sex party they had, before our own party got under way again.

"Well," Mike said, sitting up reluctantly, "to say it was quite an evening would be an understatement. Bunny and the husband got completely naked in the twinkling of an eye. When he felt down between her legs I thought his wife would turn purple with jealousy."

Bunny smiled, remembering. "He ate me like he hadn't had a pussy in his mouth for years. I guessed his wife thought oral sex was nasty, but he certainly didn't. He sucked my pussy with years of stored up hunger for the taste of a cunt, and he had me hanging on the ropes after the first two minutes of fantastic tongue work, down there. Mike had his wife naked and shivering with ecstasy, under his big hands, in spite of her being unable to take her eyes off her husband enjoying himself. I think it came as a shock to her, to see how a woman and a man reacted to the oral bit. Her prudishness and wrong ideas about oral sex underwent a drastic change. She responded, finally, to Mike's lovemaking, but when he put her hand on his cock, up like a rock, she gasped and sat straight up in bed, staring at his thing. Right about then, she temporarily forgot about her husband and me. She played with Mike's cock, stroking him and fondling his tool like she'd found the complete answer to all her problems, but I could see tiny worry lines showing around her eyes. I knew she was thinking about taking him in her pussy, and beginning to have serious doubts about trying to handle someone built like him. Her husband, I swear, never did get around to screwing me, the whole night. He was so completely lost with his own pleasures with his mouth sucking my cunt, he hardly ever even looked over at his wife."

"Until he heard her cry out when I put my cock in her," Mike grinned. "She scooted up toward the head of the bed like she had a red hot poker in her pussy. She wanted to fuck, but she didn't. I took it easy on her. I don't think she ever got more than half of me in her cunt, but she whimpered and sniffled and shook and kept pressing her hands against my stomach, trying to keep from having to take all of me in her. I think she changed her mind, right about then, about swinging and about wanting a bigger cock than her husband had. She finally wiggled out from under me and sat up in her bed, panting and reaching her hand out to her husband. Bunny eased his mouth away from her well-eaten pussy and encouraged him to go to his wife. Well, she spread her legs and her arms to him like he was the original Knight in Shining Armor, loving him and kissing him and fucking him all over that bed, so happy to have her own man between her legs that she couldn't seem to love him enough. I think all her nutty ideas about being dissatisfied went right out the window that night. In fact, she put on quite a show for us, and believe it or not, after the first round with him, she hesitantly suggested he kiss her down there. When Bunny and I slipped out of bed and got dressed, neither of them even knew we had gone."

"Our mailman brought us a beautifully written letter of thanks from them, and a check that made us even with the world again. So you see how something that started out as a joke, by one man for his bared guests, turned into a marriage saving night for two people who'd been heading for the rocks. We felt good about it." Bunny said.

"It looks like, if you could make enough contacts and really wanted to do the sex show bit, you could more than make ends meet that way." I suggested to Mike and Bunny. "Think about it, if you already haven't. It would be better than housebreaking," I grinned at Mike.

"Yeah! I wish I qualified for that kind of work!" Dirk said.

Teresa shifted impatiently on the sofa and reminded us that we still had to punish our night visitor. With her own curiosity to see Mike and Bunny screwing getting the best of her, she turned to me and said, "Wouldn't your father know a lot of wealthy executives who might hire them for the party routine?" she asked.

"I'll bet he would!" I exclaimed. "Well, Mike, are you going to die for us?"

He smiled and nodded. "It's the least I can do, to make up for scaring you in that hallway, Debby. I'm truly sorry about that." He pulled Bunny close to him and eased her sweater up over her head. "Shall we, darling?" he asked her. She grinned and reached for his rising cock. All of us gathered around them on the soft rug, Dolly and Joan reaching out for Dirk and Allen's dicks, but keeping their eyes riveted on Mike's huge tool. Teresa and I lay on our tummies, holding each other's hand, and watched Bunny's mouth come closer and closer to Mike's huge erect weapon.