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Chapter 4

Tilda's butt was a perfect orb. It deserved the best consideration. Duke regarded this flesh gem with awe. He couldn't' get over its even and perfect contour. Every inch of the round cheeks was splendidly sculpted. The round edges were soft and easy to slide on. He used his joint for exactly that purpose.

Mona looked on with admiration for Duke's technique. She admired even more his long wet phallus. Even though she was a whore, and in her occupation had seen a great many pricks at work, she suspected that Duke's was special, unique. She separated the fact that he was a bigoted Texan from the lust she felt for his great hog. "Come on," she moaned, "hurry up and get that thing inside Tilda's asshole. You want to make the best of me, too, don't you?"

"Of course, darlin'," said Duke McGee, "but you got to give me a minute here, at least." He rubbed his cock along the soft round humps beneath his genitals. The underside of his dick slipped neatly down for a soft rub on the curvy buttock crack. "Yessirree, I'm gonna need a minute or two here in order to get the best out of your friend's lovely real equipment."

"Ahhhh, I wonder," said Tilda, looking up over her shoulder at the huge cock machine that pressed down against her ass crack, "if you won't use some polish of some sort?"

"Polish? Polish? What the hell's she talking about? I don't need no fucking Polack to help me do this kind of thing!" Duke didn't quite understand the young Swedish girl's sometimes confusing English.

"What she means," explained Mona, reaching for her bag, "is that you might want some nice grease on your cock before you go sticking it up her anus. Just to make it real slippery and easy?"

"Ah, shit," said Duke, "why didn't she say so." He turned to the lovely blonde hooker. "Baby, you're absolutely right. We're gonna polish my pecker before I jam it up your butt. Sure enough!"

And, sure enough, Mona had a tube of Swedish sauce just for that purpose. "Here," she said, arranging herself alongside Duke and Tilda, "lemee jes get this stuff pasted onto your dickie, Dukee, and you'll be ready to fire away." She reached into where he sat on the backs of Tilda's legs and greased his rod. She spread the juice around his phallus with her long black fingers, and then she put another dab into Tilda's asshole.

"Ooooh, nice," giggled Tilda. "This will be very nice."

"She likes it, eh?" said Duke. "Lemee rip!" He picked up his hog and stuffed it into the hot open tube. It only took him a minute to spear his crotch muscle into the hairless opening. "Mmmm," he roared, "yessiree, this is the kind of fucking that gets me started! Wow!" He plunged his meat all the way into the young whore's bowels.

"Uuuumph," she grunted, feeling the incredible grind of the Texan's massive rod. "Uuuh."

"What's that mean?" he asked desperately before not giving a shit at all. But by the time Mona started to explain that he was too deep too fast, Duke was jamming up and down in the narrow tube, tearing apart the young whore's butt muscles. She accommodated him as best she could, trying to catch up with his obvious fury. "Mmmm," she moaned, half-with him a moment later, "it's getting to be alright."

"Good," said Mona, watching quietly. "Good?"

"Yer tellin' me," said Duke, looking up from next to Tilda's face, "it's good alright. It's great!" He rolled his muscle in the firm track of her ass He was loving every minute of it. Tilda's long asshole tube squeezed and milked his greased pecker. She pulled him in deep by swaying her hips back and forth under his groin. His dick descended even further than he thought he could go. "Wow!" he cried out. "Good!"

Then he yanked his prick out of the asshole channel. "Now," he said, "we're ready to get going with some real fucking. Lay over, baby. I'm gonna sock it to you."

The Swedish whore rolled over but protested the use of the shit contaminated prick in her twat. "No," she said. "You wash first. No good that way."

"Ah fuck," said Duke, "That ain't no good. I'm hot and ready for it right now. I wanna fuck your cunt the way I am." He started to grab her. "No," she protested violently. "Keep your hands off me if you think I want that dirty meat in my, cunt."

"Why don't you take a minute," said Mona. "Just wash it off."

"Ah, sheet," said Duke. "Fucking-a." He swore a bit, but Mona found a wash cloth in the hotel bathroom and fetched it, water and soap. She washed down Duke's cock and then stepped back. "See? That wasn't so bad now, was it." She leaned over and kissed the head of his meat. "Bright and shiny and ready to go. Go on now, she's waiting."

He looked over at Tilda who smiled lecherously. "I'm waiting," she said, spreading her long legs and revealing her handsome beaver. "Yes, I wait with my open twat for you to fuck me so good."

"Alreeeet!" exclaimed the Texan. "Here you go, baby doll." He jumped down between the Swedish girl's legs. She was as soft and succulent as she was long and blonde. And limber, too. She lifted her legs up so that he could punch her pussy as deep as he wanted to. His rod went flinging her twat tube this way and that. She squeezed and bore down with muscles that Duke thought only his hand possessed. She worked him with satin flesh that was so slippery that he only knew he was in her because she was milking him with it. Her hot juice boiled his meat to a crisp new high. The slippery ooze spilled out around his flying joint and made every move in and out of her cave a delight. "Mmmm," she hummed in his ear, "you fuck me like a Swedish man."

"Is that good?" asked Duke McGee.

"That's-the best," said Mona. "No one fucks better than the Swedes, that's why it's so good to be a whore here. And you are just like them."

"Oh, nice," said Duke, rubbing his phallus between the hairy wet pussy lips of the Swedish whore. "Let me tell you that you fuck me the way I expected in my best dreams to be fucked by a Scandinavian lady. If you know what I mean." He plunged back into the ecstasy producing twat hole, rolled his prick from side to side, so as to be sure to get the best rub possible from her interior flesh, and bounced in for a good long squeeze. "Yup," he grunted. really good."

She heaved her mound up along his thick shaft and gripped him at the thick base. "I love your meat," she moaned. "Fuck me harder with it. Fuck really hard."

Duke pounded. He hammered. He wailed. He pushed and pulled and built his rhythm into such an incredible pace that Mona couldn't believe her eyes. And Tilda couldn't believe how hot she was. The Texan was bouncing on her body, screwing her up and down, tacking her time and again to the mattress. The cheap hotel bed squeaked in some strange rhythm. It was a first class, top drawer, A-1, Texas springbender. "Uuuuhhh," grunted Duke, nearing orgasm. "I… ooahhhh… ahhhh."

His meat twitched. "He's going to juice," hollered Tilda. "He juices now!"

Mona took the cue. She jumped onto his butt and rubbed her pussy against the Texan's fanny. She reached down between her own legs and his buttocks and popped a finger into his bunghole. "Uuuuuhhhh," cried Duke, "what the fuck!?!?!!" But he had to admit, the digit in his bunghole was giving him some final thrill as his organ squirted away in the blonde worn an underneath him. "Yeah," he said; "that ain't all bad." Then, he pulled his spent flesh prong out from the juicy hole and squeezed out from between the two lovely hookers. "Nope," he said, "that wasn't bad at all."

He lay on his back wondering how long it would take him to get it up again. If he just lay there waiting… but then he didn't have to do that. Because Mona, her own passions seething pressed her hand into his crotch. Long black fingers wrapped around his dick, slid up and down the greased pole. "Yup," he said, "I ain't gonna have to wait much longer now."

Eight or ten strokes later his pecker steamed. "Mmmm," hummed Mona, catching the rod with a good long tug, "this thing is gonna be ready in a minute, Tilda. You want some more?"

"Hey, who's running this show?" asked the Texan. "What makes you so sure I want to fuck her again, anyhow." He reached out and pulled the black hooker up to his face. He pressed his tongue into her face. She lay spread out on top of him, her supple flesh caressing his body. Her titties pressed into his chest, her crotch wrapped around one of his legs. Her own smooth loins squeezed on his thigh. Juice spread out around his muscular legs. "Gimmee some of that sauce," he said, breaking from the languorous kiss. "I want that juice."

Tilda passed the still open tube while Mona licked his titties, Duke McGee squeezed the sauce over her anus. It dripped down into her asshole. "O.k.," he said, tossing the tube away, "let's start again." He reached around with his finger in the ass crack and then pressed his mouth against Mona's open lips. He French kissed her and slid his digit down her anus. "Move it," he moaned. "Move it right."

She rolled her pussy up along his stiff pecker. She rubbed the open lips of her hot cunt out around the thick flesh-prong, and she made sure to scoop it into her pelvis at just the right moment. Then, slowly, casually, her lips released his tongue. She started to sit up. Duke followed her up with his fingers spread around her titties. He squeezed and kneaded the flesh as she sat down on his hog. "Uuuuuhhh," she grunted, accepting into her body the massive flesh nail, "ahhhhhhh."

"Good," said Duke, seeing her finally upright and swaying from side to side on his joint. "You just sit on it like that and move any old way you want. Got it?"

"Yeah, do I ever," gasped Mona as hot blood rushed to her shoulders and face.

"O.k.," said Duke. "Now you. Yeah, you, Tilda, you come over here and squat down on my face. I'm a hungerin' for somepin to eat." Tilda looked perplexed at the lingo, but she understood the content. She came over and stood up on the bed. She climbed around Duke's head, and she spread her feet on either side of his face. She was looking at Mona who sat on his cock. "Come on," said Duke, "sit down. Give it to me." He had to let go of Mona's black titties in order to reach up for a feel of the inside of Tilda's creamy white loins. And when he had it, he pulled her down so that she crouched, her lovely beaver only inches from the Texan's mouth. "Now," he said, "I can get my tongue up there-hey," he said suddenly, "you didn't wash. Get that jism filled pussy out of my face. You stupid no good-"

"She didn't know," said Mona. "Go on and wash, Tilda." Tilda stood up off the bed. "She thought maybe you were a ‘baby-eater'."

"A what?" asked Duke.

"You know, a man who liked to eat jism out of a woman's twat."

"That I ain't," said the Texan. "No way, no how." But he wondered if it might be a thrill. "You get many calls for that?"

"Every now and then," said Mona, rubbing her butt around to keep the Texan high. "Just sometimes."

"Yeah," said Duke.

Her cunt cleaned and freshly lubed with some mildly sweet lacquer, Tilda returned and sat back down over Duke's face. Again she faced Mona who had Duke's cock up her pussy. They sat opposite one another one of them on his face, one of them riding his joint. "Now," he said, staring up into the soft hole, "I'm gonna get me some Swedish pie." He stuck his tongue up into the hot juicy cunt. He rolled it around between the lips of Tilda's lovely pussy. He couldn't get enough of it. For one thing he wanted some for Tuesday's-that was his wife's night out. And he wanted some for his kid who was a homosexual without even knowing it. And he wanted some of that hot pussy in order to make sure that on Saturday's when he and the guys went out drinking and "never ended up with nothin' but dog shit", that they'd have something to think about. And he wanted some of that luscious dripping cunt just for the hell of it. So he licked his heart out, right on into the hot hole. And Tilda understood every stroke of it, every beat.

But that wasn't what just then was the most important thing to Tilda. She was eyeballing Mona's hot titties. Duke couldn't see because he was blinded by the lovely Swedish ass and the cunt he was licking. But Tilda was nearly right next to Mona, as the black whore continued to ride the Texan's cock. So Tilda leaned forward, gave way to the irresistible, and took herself a good squeeze from her friend's mammaries. Mona winked at Tilda, and lifted one hand off Duke's chest. She took the Swedish whore's fingers and put them up to one of her black titties' nipples. "Mmmm," she hummed softly. "Do me right."

The young blonde whore reached another hand forward, using Mona for balance as well as pleasure, and rubbed both of Mona's breasts. Then Mona did the same. Soon they were both bouncing, rubbing each other's titties, as they sat comfortable getting their cunts reamed from Duke's tongue and cock. "Yummy," he was saying to himself. "You two are delicious. And I like that bouncing, too."

It was then that Duke snuck an inadvertent look at the action going on above him. "Well. I'll be damned," he said softly. "No wonder they're so fucking happy and bouncy." What he saw was the African woman kissing with the Swedish woman. He was looking out from under Tilda's pussy and up between four big titties, two white, two black, and saw the lovely whores Frenching each other. "Holy shit," he said. And with that he went back to licking out Tilda's cunt.

Soon his passions became so heavy and hot that he couldn't keep from jacking up into Mona's pussy. He pressed his cock all the way up into her pelvis and let go of his hot wad of jism. The come was streaking around inside the girl's pussy, leaking down his rod. "Mmm," he said, enjoying every stroke and squirt. "I love it."

Soon he'd spent that second orgasmic high and his rod was ready for temporary retreat. He eased out of Mona's cunt, even though she was still bobbing up and down on him. And he had to get his face out from under Tilda's bottom, too. Which he did successfully.

And when Duke McGee looked up, free and clear of the two hookers, he understood why there wasn't a single comment about the change in position: the black and white whores had merely continued to kiss and rub against each other. They rolled into a fuck position, Tilda on the bottom, and Mona reached down between the blonde woman's smooth thighs. She was rubbing her finger into Tilda's pussy. And Tilda reached around and grabbed the slick black cheeks of her friend's butt. She rubbed her finger into the available portal, and dug in deep. "Ohhhh, God," grunted Mona. "That's nice, darling." She kissed Tilda on the lips, filled her full of tongue meat, as she rubbed her titties against the blonde's chest. "I love it," moaned the one underneath, "I love it."

Duke watched the two whores going at it. They'd completely forgotten about him. But it didn't much matter. He was fairly satisfied, for the time being, and there wasn't much way to keep them from doing it'. And besides, it was good entertainment while he recuperated strength for perhaps a third fuck. So he leaned back against the head board of the king-sized bed and watched the Swedish whore and the black beauty go to it.

"Uuuuh," grunted Tilda, still on the bottom, with her cunt being fingered by Mona, "that's so nice." She rolled her hips up against the black legs around her bottom. "I love a good suck and fuck."

"Yeah," said Mona. "This is the life." She went licking her wet pink tongue along Tilda's big titties. She sucked one of the huge mammaries into her face and worked on the other one with the side of her face. She worked her tongue around the hot nipple and made sure to leave no portion of the lovely, milk-white boob, unmolested. "Mmm," she sucked away. "Good, good, good."

Tilda continued to ply the black girl's asshole with her long finger. She forced her digit down, deep, and she made sure to get a long hard feel and tug in the perfect anus tube. Her pussy was juicing, from the heat in her twat, from the fingering by Mona. And Mona was leaking a bit, too, from the fuck in the cunt, from the rub on her titties, from the luscious feel of a finger stroking her asshole. She was going to come, probably before Tilda. "You know," she moaned into Tilda's ear, "if you were a rich Texan, I'd go away with you."

"Ahhh," sighed the Swedish woman. She might have been young, but she knew a good rubbing when her twat got it. And that's exactly what Mona was happy to supply her with. She was rubbing and tugging inside the hot r Swedish girl's lovely bush. And she was making sure, too, that the finger-fuck was going to bring Tilda the pleasure she wanted. She stroked the clitoris, and she worked around between the flaps. She went inside the hot tube, rubbed the slippery interior, and finally she went around, with her other hand, to cup the young girl's ass. She stroked the soft white cheeks with all the passion she could possibly supply. Then she concentrated entirely on the blonde's cunt by rearranging herself. She spread herself out with her face in Tilda's pussy. She had her own twat up in Tilda's face.

"Yeah," moaned Duke. "Go to it, ladies. Help yourselves." He considered, because he'd paid for them, that their love session was really his. So he enjoyed their fucking on his own right. "Mmm," he said, "that's the way to make yourselves happy, alreeet! Do it!"

In fact, Mona was already juicing. She was coming off in Tilda's face. The ooze was dripping down the Swedish girl's face like rainwater. "Uuuuh," she grunted, her hips gyrating, her legs shivering. "Ahhh, yes." She ate voraciously at the younger woman's cunt. She sucked it out and nibbled on whatever was there. She ate the clit, the lips, the ooze, the grease-all of it. She was wild for sex.

And Tilda was no slouch, either. She was busily stuffing herself with a long hot feel from Mona's pussy. She had her tongue in the orgasmic cunt, and she used it like there was no tomorrow. Also, she rolled her fingers across the black woman's butt, just to make sure that neither one of them missed out on getting a nice feel. "Uuuuuhhh," grunted Tilda, happy with everything that was happening to her body. "I love it."

"Yeah," hooted Duke. "Go to it, honies. Knock yourselves out." His joint was recovering strength. In another few minutes he'd be ready to plow himself another pussy. He could drill for oil, as was his trade, in those two cunts, for the rest of his life, and never give a damn if he ever struck oil. "Yiowzer!" he whooped. "Gonna get hot, eh?"

Mona had finished herself off, and Tilda was getting special attention. The black harlot had turned around and placed her long tongue up the Swedish whore's pussy. She was kneeling between the young girl's legs and jamming the slot there with all of her mouth muscle. "Hot damn," said Mona, "she's gonna spray?"

"Yes," said Tilda. "I'm going to spray." She rolled her long smooth legs open and up as far as they could go. She was braced on her spine with her feet straight up and with Mona's hot tongue licking her into the final ecstasy. "Here I go," she said. She paused, concentrated just for an instant, and shouted in her Swedish accent: "I juice. I juice. I juice."

Mona kept up a steady licking on the girl's cunt-prick. She swabbed the clitoris back and forth all the way through Tilda's screaming ecstatic and frenzied climax. The young girl completely forgot herself and let loose with a long chain of Swedish swear words all of which it would be senseless to repeat here.

"I'll be damned," said Duke. "How come she didn't make that kind of racket when I was fucking her?!"

"She didn't know," said Mona, "that you would like that. I've fucked with Tilda before and she knows that I enjoy to hear her impassioned wail."

"Oh, yeah," said Duke. "I get it. You two are some sort of lovers, eh?"

"You might say that," said Mona. And she returned to sucking off Tilda's blonde bush. She lapped away inside the flesh cave, spent most of her efforts, naturally, on the bobbing clit muscle. It was erect and easy to suck and lick.

"Well, well, well," said Duke, when the two women were done, "you girls have fun?"

"Oh, yes," said Tilda, her blonde titties cherry red with a fresh crimson blush. "Very much fun."

"What about you, Mona. You all fucked out?"

"No," said the whore with a kind of professional grace. She shook her head. "Certainly not. Never. And it was very much fun."

"Well, good," said Duke. He reached out his hand and tweaked the black titty closest to him. "Good. Because I got one more fuck in me ‘fore the night's over. And I aim to spend it with my dick up your pussy. What do you say to that?"

"It sounds good to me," said Mona. "Delicious even."

"I will help," said Tilda. "I'll play with your fanny, rubbing you while you screw Mona. Will that please you?"

"Yes," said Duke. "That will please me." And with that he went right to work again on the luscious supple flesh for which it now appeared he had paid a very good price.