Kate felt a mini-orgasm course through her body. “That’s hot!” She
said. “Do you like cum in your mouth?”
“It’s okay I guess.” Jennifer said. I’d rather have it in me, or on my
“Titties” Kate thought to herself. That certainly described her small
tits. The nipples were now standing up firm and hard. “How many men had you
thought about?” She asked the girl.
“Oh, five or six.” Jennifer said.
“How about twenty or thirty?” Kate shot back.
Jennifer’s eyes widened. “Twenty or thir…Ohhh!”
“I’d love to suck cum from your pretty little pussy.” Kate said. “And
feel the guys shooting their hot, thick sperm all over our tits and faces.”
“Can you wait fifteen minutes?” Carrie asked, approaching them behind
the bar. “My shift ends then, and I can help you set that up.”
“You can?” Jennifer asked the blonde. “Really?”
Carrie nodded, smiling. “As long as I get some of your pussy too.”
“Sure!” Jennifer said. Her nipples were getting even harder, standing
out like pencil erasers.
Carrie walked away and picked up the phone. She made several calls
while Kate and Jennifer talked about the details of her fantasy. “I imagine
I’m tied up on my knees, with my hands above my head.” She began, “and my
feet are tied wide apart, behind me, making me lean forward so my pussy is
exposed, and a girl is tied up underneath me, eating me out. Then the men
come in and take turns fucking me, cumming quickly and filling me with cum.
Each time they pull out, I can feel their sperm running out of me, and the
girl licking it up. I get wetter and wetter from all the cum, and it’s all
over my ass too.”
The girl nodded slightly, her eyes still staring at Kate’s tits.
“Well, I love the feel of it on me, and I think it’s really sexy.”
Kate said, looking for a reaction in Jennifer. Seeing none, she continued.
“Not too many women like guys to cum in their mouths, or all over their
faces and tits, but I love it.”
Jennifer looked up at Kate, and smiled a little. This encouraged Kate.
“I think it’s really sexy to be sitting here next to you, covered in
cum, sperm all over my cunt, ass, tits, and face, and you’re trying to
pretend that nothing’s out of the ordinary. I’m so wet right now I could
cum by just touching my clit.” Kate said.
Jennifer said nothing, but looked at Kate’s reddish bush. She looked
back at Kate, and reached out, brushing her fingers lightly through Kate’s
cum soaked pubic hair, and caressing her just above her clit. Kate moaned.
Jennifer’s fingers found Kate’s pearl, and Kate shuddered, causing
droplets of cum to wend their way down her body. The fingers withdrew, and
Kate opened her eyes, seeing Jennifer licking her fingers slowly.
“So you like to be sucked?” Kate asked. Jennifer nodded. “By men or
“Hi.” Kate said, smiling at Jennifer.
“Hi.” Jennifer replied quietly.
“Hey, Tom.” Margaret said, and Kate looked at her friend too. “Why
don’t you try the green room? It’s got just what you’re looking for.”
Tom smiled, and said good-bye to Kate and the other two women.
Kate looked right at Jennifer. “How old are you Jennifer?”
“Eighteen.” She said, blushing and then casting her gaze away from
Kate’s intense green eyes. Jennifer’s eyes locked on the small pool of
sperm that was trickling down between Kate’s breasts.
“This is her first time here.” Margaret said. “She’s never been to an
orgy, so this is all new to her.”
The bartender put a glass of soda in front of her, and Kate offered
her wristband to show she had an unlimited account. The blonde bartender
smiled and nodded. Kate picked up the cold drink and downed a gulp, then
another. The cold, bubbly liquid cooled her throat.
As the bartender moved away, Kate asked her a question. “Do you have a
mirror around here anywhere?”
The blonde stopped and turned around, smiling and pointing over
towards some nearby tables. “Over there on the wall, best we can do.”
Kate thanked her and slipped off the stool and strolled over. The
blonde bartender watched her shapely, glistening body walk toward the
mirror. Absentmindedly, the bartender wet her lips with her tongue.
Kate looked into the mirror and saw her reflection, and felt her pussy
twinge again. Looking back at her was a 22 year old redhead, with firm,
pert tits, nice legs, and a shapely figure, but this girl was glistening
wetly in the mirror, and thick streaks, lines, and globs of sperm had
covered most of her face, hair, neck, tits, stomach, ass, and cunt. Kate
stepped closer to the mirror and looked at her face.
Streamers of thick white, glistening globs of sperm ran up and down
her cheeks, into her hair, and across her forehead. The shiny pearlescent
white lines crisscrossed her neck too. Her thick red hair was matted in
places, and others showed white droplets suspended in her curls. Thick
globs of cum oozed slowly down the sweeping curve of her tits, and some of
the droplets were clinging sensuously to her nipples. Kate licked her lips
and slowly returned to her stool.
I couldn’t help moaning. She stopped our embrace and unbuttoned my
blouse. I wouldn’t stop her, she was taking charge of our lovemaking,
something I found strangely exciting.
I’d never had a woman at my breasts before. It was delightful to see
her, eyes closed, worshiping my chest with her lips. I watched as her
eyelids fluttered open momentarily, only to shut again in total
pleasure. I’d never felt so sensual and aroused before.
She undressed me as much as possible with her free hands as she
suckled. After a few moments, her red lips released my breasts, and
her hands pulled away my jeans.
Not allowing her to simply strip me and be done, I began to pull her
buttons open. She simply sat. She submitted willingly to my peeling
off her clothing, pulling my fingers to her lips from time to time.
Naked, we sat together, side by side. I carefully explored her body
with my fingers, trying to elicit the moans from her to match the
moans I couldn’t hold in. After what felt like moments, but must have
been an eternity, I heard a low tone escape from her lungs.
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She started to pop up and down, peering out through the branches,
pushing down on my hips. Every time she did this, I found myself being
pushed into a ridge on the back of the horse statue, my crotch
rubbing against the fabric of my jeans. After the first few times, her
hot breath on my neck in combination with the rubbing, I was beginning
to feel weak, I tucked my head against my chest while I held onto
“I still see them,” she whispered, her lips right up against my neck.
Goose bumps shivered down my spine. I could feel her holding herself
along the length of my back, her chest an interesting and soft
pressure from behind. My breath caught once, a red haze of warmth
flowing up my back, and down from my neck.