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Chapter 4

"Haven't you ever sucked any prick, beautiful?" Cleve chuckled.

Candi, staring through her peep-hole into Cleve's bedroom, filled her eyes with Mia's exquisite body. He was spread out on the bed, on his back, and Mia stood beside the.pad, looking down at his cock. They both were naked. It was clear that Candi had missed some of the action while she had gone into her guest bedroom to help Nancy get unpacked and into something filmy and sexy.

"Noooo!" Mia answered, her voice coming clearly over the hidden speaker in Candi's boudoir. "Don't you want to screw me again?”

"Sure, after a while," he grinned. "Come on, kiss my prick and get a good hard-on.”

"You filthy thing, you," Mia giggled, crawling on the bed, her honey-blonde hair trailing down across her sensational tits, her face flushed with excitement. "I didn't know girls could get a 'hard-on’ honey.”

"Well, your clit's good and stiff, isn't it?" he laughed. His complete confidence in his appeal gave Candi another wrench of jealousy. He had already fucked her, she had been denied that view; she was torn between the urge to work on Nancy and continue to watch Mia have her fun again.

Nancy was waiting in the living room, ready for another fuck.

That Mia sure does things for my glands, Candi thought, her clit rising stiffly between her juiced labia. I have to have some of that-lots of it! Fine, long, full legs and stand-out breasts. Too plump for modeling most things, but just right for fucking. I could sell some nudie photos of her easy.

Giggling, Mia straddled his legs and lowered her head toward his prick. Cleve was not much for a sixty-nine, but he appeared to be very good with his mouth and tongue. Some of the chicks he brought to his quarters really went for the muff-diving.

A light tapping on Candi's bedroom door brought a curse to her lips. She turned down the volume of the intercom speaker and left her peeking position. Nancy was eager and ready. Candi had to admit she was more than ready herself. After arriving at her apartment with Nancy, after getting the cute brunette settled, both girls had taken a shower and fixed up. Candi wore a sheer black wrapper, nylons and heels, and her cunt was wet from watching Mia.

She went to the bedroom door and opened it. Nancy was adorned in a short pink nightie with matching panties, her dark eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"I thought I heard voices," Nancy said, curiously.

"I had the radio on," Candi lied easily. She moved out and closed her bedroom door. Catching Nancy around the waist, she kissed the brunette's throat and patted her pretty, nylon-covered ass. "Come on over to the sofa, honey. We're going to have some fun.”

"You sure look excited," Nancy bubbled. She softened willingly.

"It’s that cute pussy of yours," Candi smiled. She steered Nancy to the sofa and eased her down, gliding a right hand between the velvety thighs. Nancy spread them, shivering, her dewy red mouth waiting for lips and tongue.

"Oh, you're so good to me, Candi," Nancy breathed. "I’m going to love staying here!”

Candi played her fingers across the dainty cuntmound, feeling it respond. She watched the dark-red nipples perk out inside the filmy nightie top.

"You'll pay for it, with this," Candi giggled, squeezing the flesh near Nancy's cunt. "How would you like to have another girl drop around one of these days? We could have a real ball.”

"Gosh!" Nancy breathed. "You mean-three girls?”

"Fun," Candi said.

Nancy shivered, her hips curving up. "Whatever you say, honey. Wow!”

"And don't be fucking anybody else, either," Candi said. "Unless I okay it. There are a lot of she-cats around Frisco, just looking for a cutie like you.”

"Oh, I won't," Nancy breathed. "I called the agency and gave them your home number, so everything is okay with me.”

"Good," Candi murmured. She tightened her left arm around the yielding waist and slipped her hand inside the thin, pink panties. The soft cunt-puff was turning moist. Nancy trembled, her legs opening farther.

Damn, Candi thought. If I could get Mia and Nancy both I'd flip my top. I have to find out whether Mia will go for a girl-girl screw. I'll take her away from Cleve. That'll fix his nuts. Jeeeese, my clit feels a foot long! Those big tit ties of Mia’s are out of sight.

She was tempted to take Nancy into her bedroom and let her in on the peep scene, but if the young brunette got a look at Cleve she'd want some of his prick. Candi decided to keep her intimate viewing a secret; the less her chickies knew about Cleve the better.

She fastened her palm to Nancy's pussy and brushed her lips into the shell-pink ear.

"Hunch up, honey," Candi murmured. "Wiggle your ass and have some fun.”

"Ohhhhh, yesss!" Nancy exclaimed. Her butt commenced to thrust upward, more juice oozed out on Candi's fingers. She would get Nancy off and then go in and watch Cleve work on Mia again. Mia was becoming an obsession.

"Come on, honey," Candi urged, locating the dainty clitnub. "I love to feel you come.”

"Ohhh-kiss me!" Nancy breathed, her opened thighs shaking. Her titties bobbed up and down inside the top of the thin nightie. That fuck in Candi's studio had not been nearly enough for Nancy; she had been ready ever since they had entered the duplex.

Candi took the eager, warm lips and burrowed in, sliding a finger across the wet, tender clit. It hardened delectably, Nancy clutched at Candi's shoulders, her pretty ass-lifts quickened. Any other time Candi knew she would be delaying the pleasure, but she had to look at Mia again.

Breaking the luscious tongue-kiss, Candi panted into the opened lips. "Have a nice quickie, honey. You're making it. That's the way. Break your fun, shoot me a good one!”

That did it. Nancy whined, her whole body trembled, her clit tensed and then she was having what sexy girls needed most, a good stinging come-go. Her cute ass bucked, creaking the sofa-springs.

"Ohhh-hhhh-ohhh, Candi!" Nancy cried, her fingers digging into Candi's shoulders. "Ohhhhooohhhhh-wow!”

Candi watched the enthralled expression on Nancy's pretty face, felt the shudders of relief course along the model's body, and she imagined how it would be to get Mia in this same position. There was just nothing like pulling the goodies from a beautiful girl's crotch-absolutely nothing.

She gave the soft pussy a last caress and drew her hand from the fancy panties, reaching up to cuddle a pouty breast while Nancy softened, her smile of gratitude revealing how much she liked this cozy attention.

"Oh, you're so nice to me, Candi, Nancy giggled looking at Candi's sharply-coned tits inside the sheer black wrapper.

"You go in the can and get yourself all dainty and we'll have some more fun later, huh?" Candi smiled.

"Oh, yes," Nancy sighed. She hugged Candi impulsively and struggled to her feet. The Instant the bathroom door closed, Candi rushed into her bedroom, closed the panel and ran to the peep-hole. She turned up the volume.

Mia was sprawled out on the bed, on her back, her beautiful thighs opened and half-lifted, and Cleve was on his knees between them, his hands beneath her ass, kissing the flesh near the uptilted, thinly-bushed cunt. He was going to wave his tongue in her cunny. Oh, that lucky sonofabitch.

"Nnnnnnnn," Mia gurgled. "Oh, you animal, you.”

"Doesn't your husband eat it for you, sexy?" Cleve chuckled.

"No!" Mia exclaimed, her hands restless on the bed. She flinched, a look of surprise touched her flushed face. "What're you doing, honey?”

He grinned. "Don't you like a finger up your back side?”

"Don't," Mia said, shivering. "It kind of hurts… ”

"Okay," he smiled, returning his mouth to her thighs. The view of his head between those sexy legs, Mia's expression of rapt enjoyment, sent waves of awful envy through Candi's being. The ache in her crotch was building higher, her clit was as stiff as a poker. As often as she had enjoyed watching Cleve do his thing with dames he picked up, this was driving Candi up the-wall.

Her right hand dropped to her stinging cunt, she touched her hardened clit with her middle finger. The earlier peeping and bringing Nancy to a climax had sweetened her need, but this was murder. Mia was probably lying about never having had her cunt nibbled but obviously she had not enjoyed much of it. Most gals from the boondocks were incredibly naive, and this made Mia even more desirable.

Finally Cleve's mouth was above Mia's cunt. His tongue shot out, the tip of it ran along the juicy crevice, and Mia's legs quivered.

"Ohhhh!" she gasped. "Goody-good.”

His hands lifted the beautiful ass higher, his tongue centered on Mia's clitzone. Her face twisted, she gasped and her thighs pulled back farther. Those big fun-firmed tits were up there very high, the coral nipples stiff as thumbs. Her hands writhed on the bed.

"Nnnnnn!" she breathed. "Ohh, ohhhh!”

Cleve's face lifted, he smiled greedily, licking his lips. Mia tried to raise her cunt high enough to connect it with his mouth. She whimpered.

"Ohhh, please, honey!"

"Real tasty cunt," he chuckled. "Hey, play with your tits if you want to. I'm just getting started.”

"Ohhh-you're awful!" Mia gasped. "I'm-ready!”

"Hell, don't be in such a hurry," he smiled, his hands kneading her ass. "Enjoy. Want some cock when you go off?”

The honeyblonde was too involved to answer. She was dangling on the brink of her orgasm, and that fiend of a Cleve was making her wait-and wait. He was a pussy artist, all right. Candi had learned a few little tricks by watching him. She was nearly ready to come herself; she could not remember when peeping had been so furiously stimulating. A nice soft cunt was waiting for her in the living room, her whole body ached for finality, but she simply had to see Mia when she went into her thing on Cleve's educated tongue.

"Ohhh-just go ahead!" Mia panted. "Any way you want to!”

Her restless hands went to her swollen breasts, she stroked the slopes in a way that told Candi she had done it before, around the points and across the tumid nipples. Her head rolled from side to side, she was in an erotic frenzy.

I want some of that so badly I can almost taste it, Candi thought, her hips curving toward her hand. Ohhhh, shill Hurry and bust her cum before I go off myself.

Suddenly Cleve drove his tongue into the dewy cunt, his mouth fastened to the whole mons, and Mia's dramatic shivers, her contorted face, said he was really tongue-plunging her pussy. Mia's head turned back, her thighs jerked, her coned breasts heaved upward into her gripping hands, and then she was into her pounding come-thrall.

Her shout of rapture, even over the intercom, sent waves of lust through Candi's body. Her beautiful body shook in cadence with the beat, beat, beat of her come-fun. Her ass hunched at his mouth, and a faint, familiar slurping sound reached Candi's ears. Oh, he was drawing that puffy cunt into a big spasming come, he was drinking her cunt-honey, he was eating that dainty pussy the way Candi ate cunt.

"OHHH, OH, OHHHH!" Mia yelled, her thighs still quivering, her face showing her intense delight. Her hands still clasped her tit-peaks as a slow smile touched her lips, a smile of satisfaction and triumph. Her legs dropped and finally Cleve lifted his pussy-wet mouth from her cunny. He licked off the excess, grinning.

"Great pussy, Mia. You come real good.”

Another tapping on the bedroom door snapped Candi out of her trance. Shaking with need, she again cut the audio, left her peeping spot and returned to her bedroom door. She opened it, seeing Nancy totally nude. The cute model was learning.

"Oh, you sure look excited, Candi," Nancy giggled. "You got some hot pictures in here you look at?”

"Don't worry your pretty head about it," Candi laughed, drawing the younger girl close. "Come on, let's go in your bedroom. I need a good fuck, right now.”

"I'm ready too, honey," Nancy said. "Don't you like guys-at all?”

"Prick turns me clear off," Candi laughed. "Sometimes I have fun teasing them. Men are so damned egotistical." With her left arm around Nancy's waist, she led the dainty brunette into the guest bedroom.

"Gosh, I know it," Nancy giggled. "How do you want me, Candi?”

"Spread out on your ass, honey," Candi said, shaking, remembering what Cleve had done for Mia. "I'm going to eat that nice soft pussy.”

"Oh, goody!" Nancy chirped, running to the bed. She swung down and opened her thighs, sliding a colored pillow beneath her dark, wavy hair. The finger-play on the sofa had excited her cunt; it was wet along the dainty crevice, her nipples were rising. A mingling of pussy and jasmine aromas teased Candi's senses, her clit. She slid out of her wrapper, her tongue aching for the feel of cunt.

Nancy shuddered, wondering what had happened in Candi's bedroom. Maybe the slender, sexy blonde played with herself before a screw. Her cunny looked more expanded than it had been at the studio, her green eyes blazed with lust. She was so bold, so sophisticated.

Candi crawled between Nancy's legs, resting on her knees; her hands slid under Nancy's rump, and a curious expression crossed the blonde's flushed face.

"Haven't you ever had it lapped, honey?”

"Noooo!" Nancy breathed. She and Lenna had never gone that far, it had seemed bad enough to rub their cunts together for their sneaky fun.

"You haven't lived," Candi breathed, a wild look in her eyes. Her head lowered, her hands lifted Nancy's ass. She pulled her thighs away back, leaving them open so Candi could look at her titties. Trading her body for a luxurious place to live did not seem wrong at all. Candi had promised to introduce her to some appealing young men, but first she had to see a doctor about getting on the pill, and buy some other kind of contraceptive until the pill began working. That was one of the best things about girl-girl sex-no danger, no Wiggly little bugs…

"Oh, that looks good, honey," Candi murmured, her tongue shooting out. Her hands kneaded Nancy's assflesh, a finger toyed with her anus! Oh, it was all so different, like stepping into a new world of erotic discovery.

I really haven't lived, I guess, Nancy thought. She makes me come so good! I wonder what other girl she's going to bring around for a party. Should be real fun till I can be safe with a guy. It's about time I lost my cherry and got a few squirts of jism.

Suddenly the wiggly pink tongue touched Nancy's cuntlips and traveled along the slit. Sweet tremors chased through her crotch and up to her nipples. It was such a different sensation, cozy and rich with promise. Like wow!

"Ohhhhh!" she gasped, lifting her pussy higher.

The hot soft probe contacted Nancy's clit, gliding around it. Furious stings of delight tensed her girlie tip her thighs shook, her breasts peaked up even more: The velvety mouth pressed slowly into Nancy's cunt, the tongue danced around the cuntal opening. A sensuous sucking began! Candi was drawing the juice from the twitching mons! The hands gripped more firmly, and then the sexy blade shot past Nancy's hymen into the virginal cunthole! It worked voluptuously in and out, in and out… like a prick!

"Oh, oh, ohhhh!" Nancy cried, feverishly. She was so near to coming, she could hardly believe it was happening this fast. Something really had turned Candi on! The sucking lips, the diving tongue, the close feel of the blonde head between her shaking thighs-it was all just too much!

She really loves my cunt! Nancy thought. Ohhhh, here it comes! Ohhhh, wow! I don't see how prick could be any better than this!

She cried out as the pangs of her need pulsed from the tip of her clit, like honeyed salvos from a gun. The wrenching delight racked her pelvis in a way that had never happened before! Her anus flopped on the bed, her legs shook, her tits arched up, she tried to hunch her ass, but the hands held her solidly while the beat, beat, beat of her joy simply flowed from her cunt…

I got her cunt good, Candi thought, sipping more of the pussy-seepage, feeling the quivers of relief seize Nancy's pretty figure. I imagined I was eating Mia! I just adore nibbling a girl for the first time. I got her cherry in that department. She goes off real fine, but I bet I can bang Mia even better. I should be satisfied for a while with one new hot pussy, but the grass always looks greener on the other side of the fence.

Mia knew Cleve's big moment was approaching. She was on her back again, her thighs drawn across her torso, knees even with her shoulders, her tits rising high between her legs. This was the part of a man-fuck she liked the least, those jolting, rutty drives into her cunt. Most girls lived for this moment, the tensing of the sliding prick, the quickened strokes, the swell of the cockhead.

It was all a bit too sweaty and animalistic, it reminded her too much of Alvin and his quickie fucking. When Cleve had teased her right to the rim of her orgasm and then eased his prick sweetly inside-oh, she loved that! And the way he ate her pussy was just sensational.

Well, he had given her more fun than she had ever experienced in one late afternoon, he deserved his goodies. She was going to make the scene again, which would be some improvement over the kind of thing she had at home, but she had a secret wish for her old girl friend, Pam Nugent. There was something just extra special about having a knowing dame between her legs instead of a man, hearing those plaintive, girlish cries of rapture.

Cleve was good with his prick, though. She could easily get hung up good on it if she had him around for a while. No dame would ever really 'have' him, entirely. He would always be showing off his profile, broads would always be looking at him and wanting his cock. He had no steady work; some dame was obviously supporting him. He would be ideal for some rich, sensuous widow-or two of them. A fun guy, a male concubine.

He seemed to sense her lessening interest he had an, almost feminine perception, because he had been with I so many different girls.

"What's the matter, beautiful?" he muttered, pausing. He was braced high, his big cock very rigid in her well-juiced cunt.

"Nothing at all, honey," she breathed. "Go ahead, I'm going to make it" She surely didn't want to put him down, she wanted another date with him. He would do until she could find the very right girl to fill in between Alvin's weekly fuck. Alvin was so easily tricked, and Cleve was not.

"You like my tongue better, though," he grinned. Slowly he began to work the bed with his hands and knees, letting the resilience of the mattress bring her ass up and down. It was different, interesting.

"Dh, it's all good!" she cried, the sliding cock starting to draw her fun. His nuts were bunching against her swollen cuntlips, slapping wetly every time her ass rocked upward. But he was still holding back, making it last as long as he could. Her thrills ebbed, she wished to hell he would hurry and finish.

Cleve was certainly no dummy about broads. He had noticed the way the cute cocktail waitress at the country-club lounge had stared at Mia, receiving a provocative return glance. This chick liked it both ways, he had fucked quite a few who went for a little pussy rubbing on the sly. It happened with many of those very beautiful cunts.

She had not had much experience fucking men, that was sure. No interior cuntal action, no luscious squeezes that older dames sometimes managed. Her excitement all centered in her clit, his deep hard strokes were not doing much for her.

I'm gonna bust my nuts whether she gets her gun off again or not, he thought, starting to knee the bed again. He rode a little 'high' so his sliding cockshaft would press more firmly into her clitzone. These fancy-assed cunts need a shot of jism once in a while. Someday I'll find a good, hot middle-aged widow with a lot of money, a real bundle of it.

Candi was back at her peep-hole again, staring avidly, the sound turned up so she could hear it all. Nancy would be in the guest bedroom a while, recovering. That last come had really blasted her crotch, she might even take a nap.

Candi immediately noticed that Mia was not nearly as turned on as she had been earlier, when Cleve had been eating her cunt. That was encouraging news. A girl that lovely would surely like pussy, too. Or maybe the gin was wearing off and Mia was starting to think about her poor neglected husband. Cleve always plied his marks with martinis.

"Come off around my.cock, beautiful," Cleve panted, starting his short bed-lifts. He was very clever with a good mattress, lazy right down to the last. His back was arched, his ass muscles bunching, his handsome face taut with lust. The flashes of his cock, as it worked juicily in and out of the dainty, uptilted-cunt, were slightly repulsive to Candi, but she loved the view of Mia's body, those superb breasts rising high, peaked for pleasure.

"Nnnnnnn-yesss!" Mia breathed, her eyes widening. She was going to come. She clutched at his shoulders, her face twisted, her beautiful thighs quivered. His knees and arms worked faster, he shuddered, his prick was coming almost out of the dewy cunt at every pump, and suddenly he groaned, his ass finally hunched, and Mia uttered a little cry of delight.

"UGGHHHHH-fuuuuuuuck!" Cleve moaned, hitting her cunt real hard.

Oh, I don’t want her coming on his cock! Candi thought, her hand sliding down to her itchy cunt. But he makes them go off whether they want to or not. He's really shooting a load in her cunt! Damn him to hell. I want that Sweet pussy all to myself; she went apeshit on his tongue, and I know I can bang her harder than he can.

"Damn, that's good cunt!" Cleve muttered, dropping his chest to Mia's beautiful tits, humping through his goodies. Her thighs dropped, her heels hit the bed and she up-hunched, a smile of erotic triumph on her relaxing face.

"Oh, you bastard," Mia giggled, sliding her legs around his ass. "That one hurt a little!”

"Number six, baby," he chuckled. "Not bad.”

I missed some of the action, Candi thought. Shit. I spent too much time with Nancy. I'll give her another flick after while and take more time, and I’ll imagine I'm getting in Mia's panties. I have to have some of that, one way or another.