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Story Title : The Gang Bang
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AUTHORS NOTE:
The following episode of the hit TV show "Seinfeld" was
originally scheduled to be the centerpiece of NBC's
Fall sweeps week this year. The network executives
figured that they were finally giving loyal "Seinfeld"
viewers the episode they had always wanted. Unfor-
tunately, when sponsors learned what the storyline was,
several of them threatened to pull out and the episode
had to be scrapped. A friend of mine leaked the script
to me, and I decided to rework it into a narrative
story and post it. Once you read it, I'm sure you will
agree that the network was foolish to think they could
ever get it on the air.
*
The intercom next to the front door buzzed, and Jerry
Seinfeld got up from his couch, walked across his neat
one-bedroom apartment, and pushed the talk button.
"Who is it?"
"It's George."
"Come on up." Jerry buzzed George in, unlocked the door
and then sat back down to continue channel surfing, his
favorite leisure activity.
George Costanza came in and plopped down next to him.
"How's it going, Jerry?"
"Not bad, Georgie. What brings you by?" This was more
or less a rhetorical question, since George dropped by
almost every day after work for no particular reason
other than habit, and Jerry wasn't expecting much of a
reply.
But George heaved a deep sigh and said, "I want to ask
you something, Jerry."
"Shoot."
"When's the last time you got laid? If you don't mind
my asking, of course."
Jerry tore his eyes away from the TV and gave George a
surprised look.
"When's the last time I got laid?? You came over here
to ask me that?"
"I'll tell you the last time I got laid, Jerry." A few
moments of silence. "Actually, I can't even remember,
which just proves my point. I'm horny, dammit. My basic
male needs are not being met."
Jerry shifted a few inches along the couch away from
his friend.
"Well, I can't help you there, I'm afraid."
"Don't be ridiculous, Jerry. I haven't seen you dating
anyone lately, and I thought maybe you had the same
problem I did. Misery loves company, you know."
Jerry thought about it. The truth was, he hadn't had
any sex in months either.
"You know, now that you mention it, it's been a while
for me too." He shook his head sadly. "You hit the
nail on the head - It really is a basic male need,
isn't it?"
George nodded. "If only it was also a basic female
need, then we wouldn't have this problem. Some people
say that women need sex, but I certainly haven't seen
much evidence of it."
The intercom buzzed again, and Jerry heaved himself
back up off the couch with a sigh.
"Who is it?"
"It's Elaine."
"Come on up."
Jerry sat back down. "She's been coming over here every
day after her workout to use my shower," he said. "She
says the showers at the health club don't have enough
water pressure or something."
George shook his head. "How do you like that," he said
absently. As a general rule, he preferred to concen-
trate on his own problems.
"Not very much actually, but what can you do."
Elaine Benes came into the apartment and dropped an
enormous gym bag on the floor with a loud thump. She
was wearing a tight spandex leotard under a pair of
running shorts, and her long brown hair was pulled
back by a sweatband. Sweat evaporating from her
leotard had caused localized cooling, and her nipples
were poking through the spandex.
"Hi Jerry, hi George."
Elaine walked over to the refrigerator, took out a
carton of milk, and began drinking like someone who
had been lost in the desert for a week. Milk dribbled
out of the corner of her mouth, down her throat, and
into the cleavage of her leotard. Finally, she lowered
the carton and let out a long, satisfied sigh.
"God, I needed that."
She noticed that Jerry and George were staring at her.
"What?" She looked at the empty carton in her hand.
"Oh, sorry about the milk. I'll bring you some more
tomorrow."
"It's not that," said Jerry finally. "You've got a
little milk..." He motioned to his chin.
"Oh, thanks." She wiped her chin with her hand, and
then did the same thing to her neck and the upper
part of her chest. As she licked the last drops of
milk off her fingers, she noticed that they were
staring at her again.
"What's with you guys?"
"Nothing, really," said Jerry.
"No, come on - you're both staring at me with funny
looks on your faces. What's going on? What were you
talking about before I came up?"
Elaine was one of those women who couldn't stand to
be left out of a conversation, and Jerry knew she
wouldn't be satisfied until she had dragged it out
of them.
"George and I were just having sort of a guy talk,"
he said. "It turns out that neither one of us has...
been with a woman in quite some time. We were sitting
here commiserating, and then you waltz in here in that
tight outfit and start guzzling milk, letting it run
down your neck and between your breasts..."
"I get the point," she interrupted. "You're horny."
"Exactly!" said George, slapping the armrest of the
couch for emphasis. "We're horny."
They braced themselves for some teasing from Elaine.
"Well, I'm horny too," she said to their surprise. She
made a sour face. "I haven't gotten laid since Fred
joined that cult."
Jerry shook his head. "That was such a shame. Fred
seemed like a nice guy."
"Well, his name is Ram El, now, and he has forsaken
all earthly pleasures, including me. I've had quite a
dry spell since then. Sex is a basic female need, you
know."
"Aha!" said George. "So at least there's hope."
Elaine looked at them thoughtfully, and then gave them
a devilish smile. "Maybe we could sort of...help each
other out. What do you say, Georgie?" Elaine knew
George had always had a crush on her.
"That would be fantastic," said George.
"Sounds good to me, too," said Jerry cheerfully.
Naturally they assumed she was kidding. But she wasn't.
She came over and squeezed between them on the couch.
"In fact," she said, "I was thinking it would be fun to
have sex with both of you guys at once. What do you
say?"
George gasped for breath as he realized she was
serious. "What do we say? What you think we say?? We
say yes!!" He looked over at Jerry for confirmation,
but his friend looked doubtful. The comedian was kind
of squeamish about trying anything new or different.
Elaine poked Jerry in the ribs. "What's the matter,
sport? Not man enough?"
Jerry stood up and paced back and forth. "I don't know
about this. I was in this situation once before, and I
didn't do it because I thought I would have to start
living a whole different life style."
"You didn't do it because you are a moron," muttered
George, who had helped Jerry get that previous oppor-
tunity and had never forgiven him for passing it up.
"Come on Jerry, live a little," encouraged Elaine. "A
little wild sex won't kill you."
"I'll kill you if you don't do it," said George help-
fully.
Jerry looked at them and then threw his hands in the
air. "OK, OK, what the heck. I'll do it."
"Hot dog!" George clapped his hands together with glee.
"This is going to be great!"
"Listen to me, both of you," said Elaine. "I don't want
you telling anyone about this. It could really hurt my
reputation."
"Our lips are sealed," agreed George immediately.
"Yeah, I've heard you say that before," said Elaine
over her shoulder as she went into the bathroom to
take her shower. "This time I mean it."
George stared at Jerry in amazement. "Can you believe
it?"
Jerry spread his hands out wide and shook his head. "I
really can't believe it. Our dear sweet Elaine."
George snorted. "Not when we get through with her." He
rubbed his hands together. "Now, we need a plan of
action. Who's going to do what, what's going to go
where, it's all got to be decided ahead of time."
At that moment, much to George and Jerry's dismay, the
door flew open and Kramer burst into the apartment.
"Hiya," he said to both of them. "Jerry, you ready to
go?"
"Go where?" asked Jerry distractedly.
"To the grocery store, remember? There's a big fruit
sale today and I want to stock up."
Jerry recalled that he had promised his lanky neighbor
that he would go food shopping with him this evening.
At the moment, it was the last thing he wanted to do.
However, he was worried that George would spill the
beans to Kramer, and he reasoned that it might be best
to separate them."
"OK, Kramer, lets go."
Kramer was looking at George curiously. "What's the
matter, buddy? You look like you've seen a ghost or
something."
"Nothings the matter," said George defensively. "Why
do you ask?"
"Oh yeah," said Kramer, leaning forward and inspecting
George's face closely. "Something's the matter all
right."
"Nothings the matter!" said Jerry desperately. "Now
lets go."
Kramer spun around and looked at Jerry intently.
"Something's going on here - I can feel it!"
"Kramer, there is nothing going on here," repeated
Jerry. His heart sank as he saw that beads of sweat
were forming on George's forehead.
Kramer poked his finger into George's chest. "George,
there's something going on between you two, and I want
to know what it is. Now come on, out with it!"
George swallowed hard. He was visibly trembling as
Kramer stared directly into his eyes. "All right, all
right... Jerry and I are going to be in a threesome
together."
Jerry shook his head sadly.
Kramer jumped a few inches into the air as if he had
been jolted by an electrical socket. "A threesome!
That's unbelievable! Who's the lucky lady?"
"No one you know," said George. "And it's none of your
business, anyway."
"No, no, no," said Kramer thoughtfully. "You can't fool
old Cosmo Kramer. It's someone I know, isn't it?"
Suddenly Kramer heard the shower running, and realiza-
tion dawned. "It's Elaine! You guys are going to do a
threesome with Elaine!" He stared at George accusingly,
as if daring him to deny it.
George's face drooped and he stared at the floor. "Yes,
it's Elaine," he admitted.
Jerry looked at his watch. "Four minutes. You managed
to keep that secret for four whole minutes. Very im-
pressive."
George was too ashamed to speak.
"So, our sweet little Elaine is going to try some wild,
uninhibited lovemaking," said Kramer. "Count me in."
"Count you in?!" shouted George.
"Are you crazy?!" chimed in Jerry.
"This isn't like sharing a taxi!" said George angrily.
"It's a private matter between the three of us. You
can't say anything to Elaine about this, Kramer. If she
finds out that you know, it will never happen."
Kramer nodded grudgingly. "OK, OK, I won't say any-
thing."
Just then Elaine walked out of the bathroom with a
towel around her head. "Jerry, can I use your hair
dryer? Oh, hi Kramer."
"Well, hello there," said Kramer in a low, husky voice.
Elaine stopped in her tracks and stared at Kramer for
a second. Then she looked at George. "You told him,
didn't you?" George's face told her the answer.
"He held out for four whole minutes," said Jerry. "For
George, that's not too bad."
"Well, that's just great," said Elaine angrily. "I
guess I'll have to call the whole thing off. I don't
want the whole city to know about it."
George shook his head despondently. He appeared to be
close to tears. Suddenly, he slapped himself repeatedly
on the forehead. "Stupid, stupid, stupid!"
Elaine thought it over briefly. "Unless.... Kramer, you
want in?"
"Oh yeah - I want in." Kramer smiled happily.
"OK, we'll do it with Kramer," said Elaine.
"Hallelujah!" shouted George.
"You are going to do all three of us at once?" asked
Jerry disbelievingly.
"Sure, why not." She cocked her hip saucily at Jerry.
"I have three holes, don't I? Come on, too late to
chicken out now."
Jerry shook his head in confusion. This was getting to
be a little too much for him. But Elaine was right, it
was too late to back out now.
"You know who else you should get in on this?" said
Kramer to Elaine.
"I hate to even ask," said Elaine. "But who?"
"Newman," said Kramer with a knowing nod.
"Newman?? Why Newman?" Elaine wrinkled her nose with
distaste. Newman was an overweight friend of Kramer's
who lived in the building. He and Jerry didn't get
along.
"Well, most people don't know this, but Newman is a
superb cocksman."
"A what?" asked Elaine, laughing.
"A superb cocksman," repeated Kramer.
"How do you know?" asked George. "Are you just taking
his word for it?"
"I've seem him action," answered Kramer with a meaning-
ful nod.
"That's too much information," said Jerry with disgust.
"No, no," said Kramer. "He was in some movies back in
the early eighties. Adult movies."
"Wait a minute," said George. "You're telling me Newman
used to be a porno actor? I don't believe it."
"I don't believe it either," said Jerry. "Kramer,
you're nuts."
"Oh no, it's true," said Kramer. "Wait right here." He
disappeared out the door.
"Superb cocksman," said Jerry thoughtfully. "There's a
phrase you don't hear every day."
"I'll say," giggled Elaine.
"It's kind of raunchy and elegant at the same time,"
said Jerry, switching into his stand-up comedian mode.
"You know, I think it would be a good phrase for a
personal ad." He pantomimed reading a classified ad.
"Single white male, mid thirties, non-smoker, is
looking for someone to share special times with. Enjoy
reading, rollerblading, and avante garde films. Superb
cocksman."
Elaine laughed. "That's pretty good, Jerry. You ought
to put that into your act."
"No, I don't think that would go over very well. I've
got a reputation as a family comedian, you know."
"Too bad," said Elaine. "It's a lot funnier than most
of your stuff."
"Gee, thanks," said Jerry.
Kramer burst back into the apartment carrying a video-
tape.
"Here it is: 'Hot and Spicy Pizza Girls'! A classic."
He popped it into the VCR and started fast forwarding.
"Right up there with 'The Godfather', I'm sure," said
Jerry sarcastically.
"Here we go," said Kramer, playing the tape at normal
speed. On the screen, a scantily clad woman carrying
a pizza box sauntered up to the front of a house and
rang the bell. A thin young man with curly brown hair
answered the door.
"There he is," said Kramer triumphantly. "That's
Newman."
"That's not Newman," said George dismissively.
Elaine leaned in for a closer look. "Oh my God, that
IS Newman!"
"About ten thousand bear claws ago," observed Jerry.
"I don't get it," said George with a note of jealousy
in his voice. "Why would anyone put Newman in a porno
movie?"
"Oh my God," said Elaine, staring wide-eyed at the TV.
"I must say, that's quite impressive," admitted Jerry.
"Quite a piece of equipment he's got there, isn't it,"
said Kramer proudly. "He really knows how to use it,
too."
George shook his head sadly. "I certainly can't compete
with that."
Elaine turned off the tape. "I've seen enough," she
said. "Newman's in."
Jerry threw up his hands in dismay. "Four guys! How
are you going to do four guys at once?"
"We need a plan," said George again. "You can't just
rush into these things willy-nilly and expect them to
go smoothly."
Jerry gave him a dirty look. "Oh, so you're an expert,
now. Well, someone please explain to me how Elaine is
going to satisfy four men at once."
Jerry, George, and Kramer launched into an animated
discussion. Arguments began, and angry words were
exchanged. A sketch pad was used. George, who was
secretly afraid that he was going to be stuck with a
hand job or an armpit, was particularly vehement.
"SHUT UP, all of you!" Elaine was looking at them
accusingly, hands on her hips. They fell silent.
"This is MY orgy and I'll decide who does what."
They listened attentively.
"George, you get my ass."
"Why me?" asked George.
"Well, that's the tightest hole, and it's a very
sensitive area. I'm not sure how to put this nicely,
George, but I think I would be most comfortable with
you in my ass."
George looked a little hurt. "What, you just assume
that my cock is the smallest?"
"Not at all. Jerry told me."
George shrugged. "That's OK. I wanted the ass anyway."
"Good," said Elaine. "Just be sure you wear a condom.
And not one of those blue ones, for Gods sake."
"Don't worry," said George reassuringly. "I threw all
those away."
"OK," continued Elaine. "Jerry, you have the best
hygeine, so you get my mouth. Kramer, that leaves you
with my pussy. Now, is everyone happy?"
They all nodded.
"What about Newman?" asked Jerry.
"He can be a substitute in case someone gets hurt,"
answered Elaine with a laugh. "I just want to get a
closer look at his tool, anyway."
"So when do we do it?" asked George eagerly.
Elaine smiled. She was almost as eager as George. "How
about tomorrow at about this time? We'll all meet right
here."
"All right," said Jerry. "Tomorrow it is. Do you think
you can wait that long?" he asked, looking at George.
"Are you kidding? I won a contest, remember?"
********
The next day, George arrived at Jerry's apartment a bit
early.
"I wanted to make sure I had time to get ready," he
said, going into the bedroom.
A few minutes later he came out wearing a paisley silk
robe.
Jerry looked at him and laughed. "You look like Hugh
Hefner. All you need is the pipe."
"One should always dress appropriately for the occa-
sion," said George, inspecting himself in the mirror.
"It's one of my philosophies in life. If you want to
be a swinger, you have to dress like a swinger."
"Well you look like one swinging dude, my friend."
Elaine was next to arrive. "Nice robe," she said to
George with a wan smile.
"Elaine, you look kind of pale," observed Jerry. "Are
you feeling all right?"
"I'm kind of nervous," she admitted. "I've never done
anything like this before, you know." She started
opening cabinets in the kitchen. "You have any booze?"
"Bottom cabinet next to the fridge," said Jerry.
Elaine found a bottle of whiskey and poured herself a
huge drink. "Down the hatch," she said, tossing it
back. "Whoa! That's more like it."
As the alcohol took effect, color returned to her
cheeks and she began to dance around the apartment.
She shimmied seductively up to George and ran her
hands up and down his chest, enjoying the slippery
feeling of the silk.
"I like a man who knows how to dress for the occasion."
George nodded knowingly.
"OK, Costanza, lets see it, " she suddenly said with a
giggle.
George turned pale. "You want to see it? What, just
like that?"
"You heard her, Hef," said Jerry. "She wants to see
it."
"I think I better have a drink first," said George. He
poured himself a shot of whiskey and downed it. "Ahh...
I see what you mean, Elaine. That does help."
He walked back over to Elaine and then, with one sudden
movement, he flung off the robe. He wasn't wearing any-
thing under it.
"Whoohoooo!" shouted Elaine. "Now were getting some-
where."
"Nothing but socks," said Jerry. "That's always a nice
look."
Elaine walked over to Jerry. "OK, wise guy, I think
it's your turn. You need a drink first?"
"No thanks. But what about you? When are you going to
get naked?"
"Not until everyone is here," said Elaine coquettishly.
"But I guess I can get a little more comfortable." She
took off her blouse and her skirt, revealing a short
black teddy which was cut low in front. She did a twirl
for their benefit.
"Now, lets go Jerry," she said. "Chop, chop."
"You heard the woman," said George. "Besides, you won't
believe how much better you will feel once you are
naked." In fact, George did look unusually radiant.
"OK, OK," said Jerry. He slowly removed his white
sneakers and socks, then his jeans and his t-shirt,
folding them neatly as he took them off. Finally, he
stood completely naked.
"You know, this does feel pretty good," he said,
smiling and swinging his arms back and forth.
"I told you," said George.
Just then the doorknob rattled and there was a loud
thud as something hit the door.
"I thought it would be prudent to leave it locked this
evening," said Jerry.
Elaine opened the door, and Kramer and Newman walked
in. Kramer was rubbing his forehead and looked a little
dazed. Newman walked up to Elaine, moving quite grace-
fully despite his bulk, and kissed her hand gallantly.
Then he stood in front of Jerry and gave him a long
look up and down.
"Hello, Jerry," he sneered.
"Hello, Newman." Jerry tried to sound confident and
superior, but he felt himself wilting under Newman's
gaze.
"What's the matter, Jerry, you look a little uncomfor-
table," said Newman with a smirk.
"You have me at kind of a disadvantage here," protested
Jerry. "I'm naked and you're fully dressed."
Newman glanced briefly down at Jerry's midsection and
snickered. "Oh, I have you at a disadvantage all
right."
Kramer suddenly noticed that George and Jerry were
naked. "You didn't start without us, did you?"
"Not all," said Jerry.
"Come on, Kramer and Newman," said Elaine, doing
another twirl. "All the guys have to take it off, and
then we can get started."
"Giddyup," said Kramer eagerly, and he put down the
duffel bag he was carrying. He tore off his polyester
sport shirt, sending a button bouncing across the
floor, kicked off his shoes, and dropped his pants,
leaving himself completely nude.
"Now that's what I call following orders," said Elaine
appreciatively.
Newman had gone into the bedroom to undress. Now he
walked out, also naked, with a little smile on his
face. His smile was the only little thing about him.
His wide chest and big belly made him appear twice
the size of any of the other men in the room. But
what really caught ones eye was his immense tool,
which hung down to his knees and was as thick as a
mans forearm. The overall impression he gave was of
a bull elephant.
"What can I say, Newman," said Elaine, sounding a
little out of breath. "I don't know where I'm going
to find the room for that."
"I'm sure we can squeeze it in somewhere," he said.
The other three men were trying desperately not to
look at the portly postal worker. Jerry decided to try
to change the subject.
"Hey Kramer - what's in the duffel bag, party boy?"
"Equipment, Jerry."
"Ooh, toys," said Elaine, perking up. "Lets see."
Kramer unzipped the duffel bag, rooted around, and then
pulled out a large, black dildo.
Jerry shook his head in wonderment. "A dildo, Kramer?
We have four guys and one woman - what on earth do we
need a dildo for?"
"He's got a point, Kramer," laughed Elaine. "Lets see
what else you have in there."
"Right," said Kramer, unfazed. He reached in again and
pulled out a big plastic squeeze bottle. "How about
some massage oil?"
"That's more like it." She took the bottle and pointed
it playfully at Jerry. A jet of oil arced past the
comedian and splattered onto his couch.
"My couch! Don't mess up my couch!"
Elaine started laughing hysterically. Ignoring Jerry's
attempts to protect his couch, she began squirting oil
at all of them and then rubbing it in. A few minutes
later, Jerry, George, and Kramer were all coated from
head to toe with a glistening coat of oil. Newman
seemed content to stand aside and watch.
"What's that scent?" inquired George during a break
in the action. He had been very quiet since Newman had
arrived, but he seemed to have regained his courage.
"Passion fruit," replied Kramer.
Jerry made a face. "This apartment is going to smell
like passion fruit for months.
Elaine giggled. "You make that sound like a bad thing."
"All right, Miss Benes," said Jerry. "We are all naked,
completely covered with oil, and sporting firm erec-
tions of various sizes and shapes. I think it's time
for you to lose that teddy."
"I guess you're right," she said.
Elaine's cheeks were flushed, her chest was heaving
with the exertion of spreading oil on three squirming
men, and her eyes were sparkling. To put it succinctly,
she looked extremely hot. After handing the bottle of
oil to George, she closed her eyes and raised her arms
over her head.
"All right, men. You may do with me as you wish."
They pulled her teddy up over her head and off, and
slid her black thong panties down her legs to the
floor. Massage oil was squirted all over her body in
generous amounts, and then Elaine felt the delicious
sensation of six large, male hands stroking every
slippery square inch of her anatomy.
She opened her eyes for a moment to see who was doing
what. George was standing in front of her, kneading
her breasts with both hands. Kramer was on his knees,
running his hands up and down her legs. Jerry was be-
hind her, massaging her back from her shoulders down
to her ass.
"Mmmmm," she said. "That feels wonderful, guys."
She closed her eyes again and concentrated on enjoying
the administrations of her three friends. She imagined
that this was what a car would feel like going through
one of those deluxe hand washes where the attendants
swarm all over it with their hoses, sponges, and soft
rags. She became hornier and hornier, and it was a
relief when Jerry finally slid his hand down between
her slippery ass cheeks and fingered her pussy from
behind.
"Oh, God," she moaned.
"We certainly won't be needing any more oil down here,"
said Jerry, as he a slipped a finger into her, and then
added a second and a third. He finger-fucked her
expertly, and then Kramer started rubbing her pussy
from the front.
Elaine's eyes snapped open. She couldn't wait any
longer.
"Enough foreplay!" she barked. "Lets get to the main
event. Kramer, lie down right there on your back." She
pointed to the open space behind the couch.
Kramer complied quickly, stumbling over his duffel bag
and almost falling down. The floor was extremely slip-
pery from all the oil.
Elaine saw with satisfaction that Kramer's cock was
fully erect and pointing up at the ceiling. She stood
over him for a few seconds with her legs straddling
his chest, savoring the moment, and then she lowered
herself onto his waiting love muscle, which slid
smoothly into her fully lubricated quim.
"Oh, Baby!!" shouted Kramer.
He started wildly thrusting up into her, and Elaine
felt like she was in a rodeo.
"Take it easy, Kramer! If you buck me off I'm not
getting back on." Kramer was giving her a hell of a
ride, but he was making it impossible for anyone else
to join in. Besides, she suspected that at this rate
he would be finished in about ten seconds.
"Sorry," said Kramer, and he managed to calm it down
considerably.
"OK, George, you're next," said Elaine. She leaned
forward and supported herself by putting her hands
on Kramer's shoulders. Behind her, she could feel
George awkwardly shuffling into position.
"OW!" said Kramer as George accidentally kneed him
in the balls.
"Sorry."
Finally, Elaine felt the tip of George's cock pressing
on her anus. She pushed her rear end back towards him,
and his modest tool was soon buried to the hilt in her
ass. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the new sensation
of having both holes filled at once. Then she felt
something warm pressing on her lips, and she opened
her mouth to let Jerry's cock fill up her last avail-
able orifice.
The apartment was soon filled with moans, sighs, and
cries of pleasure, as the tangled mass of human flesh
pulsed, shook, and moved this way and that.
Out of the corner of her eye, Elaine noticed Newman
standing to one side and nonchalantly stroking his
magnificent man meat, which was sticking straight out
in front of him like a tree branch. She thought it
looked sturdy enough to hang his mail bag from.
Newman didn't look at all put out at being left out
of the festivities; in fact, he still had a hint of
a smirk on his face. Elaine was suddenly obsessed with
the idea of trying to get that giant cock into her
mouth. It was the challenge of it that appealed to her:
it would be like trying to climb Mount Everest or swim
the English Channel.
She focused her attention on sucking Jerry's cock,
trying to make him come. She was quite skilled at this
particular activity, and since she was Jerry's former
girlfriend, she naturally knew just what worked best
on him.
Before long, Jerry was moaning and grunting with plea-
sure. As he felt the orgasm starting to build in his
loins, he happened to look over at Newman. His nemesis
was looking back at him with a mocking smile on his
face, and with a flash of insight the comedian realized
what was happening.
Desperately, he tried to back away from the brink, but
it was too late. "Newman," he thought to himself with
disgust as he spurted his semen into the back of
Elaine's throat.
"Amateur," said Newman softly to Jerry as he sidled
over to take his place. "Step aside and let a real man
take over." Jerry was too dispirited to reply.
Now Elaine was facing her greatest challenge face to
face. She gamely opened her mouth as wide as it would
go, and was just barely able to encircle her lips
around the head of the beast. Inch by inch, Newman's
cock began to disappear into her mouth like a sluggish
python returning to its den.
By opening her throat and fighting the urge to gag,
she finally managed to get it about halfway into her
mouth. Her jaw ached from being opened so wide; she
felt like a pig being roasted on a spit. Newman then
began sliding it in and out, causing Elaine to make
muffled gagging sounds. Her eyes bulged out of her
head, and saliva ran down her chin and made a puddle
on the floor. She was having the time of her life.
For some reason, the sight of Elaine choking on New-
man's giant cock was an incredible turn-on for both
George and Kramer, and they began fucking harder and
faster. This had a synergistic effect: since their
cocks were only separated by a thin membrane, each
one was effectively stimulating the other with his
own cock. Soon they were both thrusting furiously.
Of course, this was also providing a huge amount of
stimulation to Elaine. She let Newman's cock slide
back out of her mouth, and concentrated on fucking
Kramer and George.
After a few more seconds of exponential buildup,
George, Kramer, and Elaine had simultaneous, explosive
orgasms. The three of them collapsed in a tangled,
sweaty heap on the floor.
As she caught her breath, Elaine saw Newman standing
over her, his cock still ominously firm. She knew she
would never be able to do it justice with her mouth.
"OK, Newman," she said, spreading her legs. "Try not
to damage any internal organs."
Newman wordlessly kneeled between her legs, and slowly
lay forward and pressed the head of the monster against
the opening to Elaine's pussy. Elaine felt a moment of
pain as her love channel was spread wider than ever
before, and then she moaned in ecstasy as it began
sliding into her, deeper than seemed humanly possible.
She was surprised that is went in so smoothly, then she
realised that she was full of Kramers slippery cum, not
to mention her own womanly secreation.
Newman began fucking her with long, smooth strokes of
his magnificent manhood, giving Elaine another orgasm
and a another, then another. Finally, he let out a gut-
tural groan and clenched his teeth; clearly he was
close to coming.
Elaine prepared herself to be tossed around like a rag
doll by the force of Newman's orgasm, but at the last
second Newman pulled out and stroked himself to climax
over Elaine's stomach. Thick ropes of semen sprayed out
of his cock, jumping into the air for a foot or more,
coating Elaine's stomach, breasts, and face. A few
spurts of sprack even sailed as far as the couch, where
they landed with a sodden thud.
"My couch!" wailed Jerry.
"That's what's called a 'money shot' in the adult film
business," Kramer informed them. "Old habits die hard,
eh Newman?"
"Sorry about that, Jerry," said Newman with transparent
insincerity.
Elaine wiped the semen out of her eyes and looked
around. Kramer and Newman looked quite satisfied, but
she sensed that George and Jerry felt a bit upstaged
by Newman. She felt a sudden rush of warmth and sym-
pathy for them - they were terrific friends, despite
their quirks.
"You were all wonderful," she said, looking at George
and Jerry in particular. "We should do this again real
soon."
"Really?" asked George, hopefully. "You aren't just
saying that?"
"Of course not," said Elaine with a contented smile.
"You guys are all superb cocksmen."
The End
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It’s okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
strangers. But it isn’t okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex
with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it.
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Kristen's collection - Directory 6