by Arthur Kay
AFTER JEN had the guy in the naked and standing pose, with her on her knees, she described to me her blowing of him. His cock, it seemed, was darker than the rest of him and had a beautiful head to it. I asked her to describe it further.

                                                    
Man 8?





Smooth and satin like. A lot of black guys are like that, don'tcha know?" I did now. "And he had luscious, nicely shaped balls with only a light dusting of curly pubic hairs. I could feel his balls on my lower lip when I took him whole. Nice. He told me I was the first white woman he had ever had. This inspired me to work him really good, which I did. Man, I sucked him off with all the passion I could muster up. I made love to that extra smooth dick of his!" I could picture it.

"Did he mouth fuck you?"

"Oh, yeah, and I didn't have to prompt him, either. He just grabbed my head and fucked away, deep throat fucking; mind you, all the way in and all the way out. I then grabbed both his ass cheeks and squeezed them real hard like. This drove him fucking nuts. He started moaning and groaning up a storm, his ass pumping wildly. Ooooh, did I love that! I came a big one, I'll tell you. A really big one!"

"Then what happened?" The words rushed out of me.

"H-He, he . . . " It was getting to her, too, the reliving of it all. "He said he was gonna cum and I should be down by the head. He wanted me to taste it and not have it go straight to my belly. Oooh, when he said that, I came again!" Jen was now openly rubbing her pussy through the sides of her panties. I suggested we take a masturbation break and she had no objection to my idea.

I turned on the fuck and suck tape again and we got into each other’s arms on the bed. While I beat my meat, she fingered herself furiously. She liked to switch at times, between a finger and a knuckle. We were both moaning away, watching each other wank off and listening to the fuck tape. There's something very wonderful about just hearing it rather than seeing it. I think it's because it allows you to use more of your imagination. I think.

And then, there he was, the black guy, in living sound. "Oh, girl, I'm gonna shoot! Scoot down to the head. Now!" Then he fairly screamed out, "Oh, yeah, here it comes, darling, oh yeah, oh fuck, here I go!" I then heard Jen gurgling, spluttering, and, I swear, I could even hear her swallowing.

He was still going on. "Oh, yeah, oh yeah, oh Jesus, yeah. You're taking me good, woman. Oh, yeah, oh fuck yeah!" I surmised he enjoyed it.

With Jen moaning beside me, fingering and knuckling along, I shot my load right into my palm. Then, as we liked to do, I offered her the palm. She wasted no time licking it clean, still fingering herself with her other hand. Then, when she had cum to her total satisfaction, I returned the favor, licking her fingers clean. We then kissed and swapped the tastes.

Then, with the tape having a long way to go, I went down on her. After one, nice orgasm, she told me to stop. She was drained for the moment . . .

* * * * * *
MAN NUMBER NINE, the heavy-set, almost fat guy, was now in the room with Jen. She continued her tale of blowjob action at the 21 Club.

She told me he was a big man, around 6" with large shoulders, huge thighs, and a potbelly. She said he reminded her of the heavy beer drinker type. And the fucker had a wicked looking cock on him although no more than 7," it was thick all the way through the shaft and had a very pronounced head on it. With a very indented innie type pee hole. And it had veins that stood out along the topside that reminded her of ropes.

                                                Man 9?

After he had his clothing off, Jen
told him about her stand up routine.
He had other ideas, however, and
insisted he would sit on the edge of
the bed. Not wanting to make a
federal case of it, and feeling that
the customer is always right, Jen
agreed. I asked her for the details.

"Well, there I was, in between his
massive legs, and looking right at his big old hardon. It looked so strong and powerful, I almost thought I'd change the guy I had picked for the grand finale show, but I was still too sore. And besides, he was about to get off and probably wouldn't be ready in time."

Knowing Jen, I doubted that little idea. Shit, she could make a concrete statue raise a boner, and anyone who hasn't been dead any longer than a week.

"I started on his nuts first. They were hairy like, but felt great in my mouth. And he just loved it! And told me so, numerous times. While I was doing that, I had a hand on his cock and could feel it pulsing and throbbing. As if it had a mind of its own. It would twitch real twitchy like, know what I mean?" I nodded. If I hadn't before, I sure did now.

"Well, anyway, he told me to suck on his nipples and kiss his big belly all over. Which I did. He loved it when I was on his nipples. They even got hard, just like mine do. Then he told me to lick his thighs all over, both of them. I did, and again, he moaned a lot. Then he shocked me!" Huh?

"He fell backwards onto the bed, raised his legs way back, and told me . . . to suck and lick his ass hole!" She paused, probably to let it sink in with me, and to take a sip. I was all fucking ears, for sure. "Then what?" I asked. She wouldn't . . .

"Well, I know I told Curtis I wouldn't do that, no how, but the sight of him just lying like that, with his legs back, and that beautiful cock running up his belly, and those lovely hairy balls just hanging down . . . well . . . I was so turned on, I said to myself, why the fuck not?" Why not, indeed! You go for it, girl!"

"So . . . " I asked her.

"Well, it's not as if I hadn't sucked a man's ass before, now is it?" Huh?

"You have? Who?" I was flabbergasted.

"Marty. And only Marty, so far. He was the real demanding type and very hard to say no to, know what I mean by that?" Know what you mean? Shit, honey, I can be very demanding if I put my mind to it! Christ, my middle name could be demanding. So, I'd have to practice a tad, so what?

I got off the bed and stood with my ass toward her. "Suck my ass, bitch, and do it good. Got me?" How's that for demanding? I half expected Jen to laugh her ass off and tell me to go you know where, but . . .

The next thing I felt was her hands on my ass cheeks, spreading them. Then her face pushing in between them, and her tongue going to work. Her hot, hot tongue. It was unbelievable! In mere seconds, her ministrations had given me a full-fledged erection. I knew I couldn't cum again so soon, but that hardly mattered to me at the moment.

She worked for another few minutes, and then stood up. She turned around, reached back with both hands, and spread her cheeks. "Me, too, sweetie, or else I'll be an orphan!"

So, what would you do if you were me? I thought so. I dove right in, my tongue leading the charge. I tongued her. I licked her. I rimmed her. I tongue, licked, and rimmed her. And poked my tongue into her as far as the fucker could go. And, judging by the sounds coming out of Jen, I knew for certain we had added a new toy to our fun box . . .

* * * * * *
WE THEN GOT BACK to her tale. "So, dumbkopf, there I was, sucking and licking this big man's ass hole! His very hairy ass hole, I might add. And, after just a few minutes of this, he said, "Quick! Take my cock in your mouth! Do it now!" I bent his cock toward me and a spurt came out of it and went up in the air a good foot! It landed smack dab in the middle of his right nipple!

"Then cum started to bubble up and out of his pee hole. I quickly put my mouth over it to, I guess, cap it off. It felt slimy and sticky when I placed my mouth on it." That's understandable, I thought.

"He came some more and I had a mouthful of cum, I can tell you! A friggin' mouthful. We both heard me swallow it. It went down with a loud gulp out of me, like swallowing too much soda all at once. Anyway, he's just lying there, pooped like, so I hit him with a request. I was turned on, after all. I asked him if he wouldn't mind letting me suck on his dick while I fingered myself." Oh, shit, hard again, Arthur!

"He said it was okay with him, so I sucked on his cock, which was still hard, by the way, and played with myself. Ha ha! He was just laying back, both his arms crossed over his face, and moaning so softly, I thought he was humming. I looked up toward him and I could see the glob of cum was still on his nipple. He hadn't bothered to wipe it away.

"Well, I was hot as blazes and wanted to fondle his nuts at the same time. So, since I don't have three arms, I let go of his dick and fondled his balls. When I let go of his dick, I could feel the springiness of it pushing up against my upper lip. Man, oh man, this triggered a big one out of me! I musta moaned like a maniac all over his cock. We heard it on the tape, do you remember?"

I did now. So that's what caused her to moan way louder than at any other time on the tape. Well, I'll be! I now had a new mental image to add to my audiotape pleasures. I was sure there would be more as I explored the wild possibilities and figured out who was who and who did what. What fun lie ahead for me . . .

* * * * * *
THE LAST MAN was nothing extraordinary to speak of. An average cock in length and width. Even came an average load. The only outstanding feature, which was negative in aspect, was the guy had a wee bit too much to drink and Jen had to work her mouth off for over half an hour. When he finally came, she told me her jaw ached. I guess mine would, too.

It was time for the Grand Finale with man number two. Curtis came in and said the guy would be in shortly. They were finishing up a hand of poker. Four guys came in almost right behind Curtis. Then, finally, the small room was filled with men. All in their clothing except for the number two guy. He walked in as naked as they come.

Curtis, bless him, assumed the role of cruise director. He told the guy to lie back on the bed and let Jen suck him off. He complied. Jen started to get between the guy's legs, but Curtis redirected her. He wanted her to suck him while being alongside the guy. This way, he told her, everyone would have a good view.

So, she went to the side of the guy and took his cock, which now was almost upside down in relationship to her head, into her mouth. Sort of a half assed 69 position. Here's Jen.

"His cock was real soft and flabby like. But it felt great feeling it grow inside my mouth. I love that sensation!" I knew she did. "Well, when he was rock hard, I deep throated him. You shoulda heard the guys?" I reminded her we had both heard the guys. "Oh, yeah, we have! Anyway, the more I sucked on him, the more the guys were cheering me on. Saying things like, 'Holy shit, look at that, right to the balls!' and 'Can this babe suck cock!' and Go, baby, go!' And one guy yelled out, 'I wish my wife could do that!' Ha ha! I'll be he did!" Me too, Jen, me too.

His possible picture is herewith repeated, so you don't have to scroll!

                              
Man 2?










"I'll say, there's nothing like sucking a cock in front of an audience! It adds something to it. Something real hot like." I knew, right then and there, that I was going to get Jen to suck and fuck a bunch of my business associates. The ones from out of town, who always want to know if I can get them laid. I never do, don't like pimping, but now, this was different.

And, of course, I would film it, in color and with tons of close-ups. I would also direct it, too, using a rough outline script for the basic action. True, I'd have to make damn sure none of the guys faces were shown, but that would be a piece of cake to see to. I now went and asked her.

"Say, Jen, what do you think of my getting a bunch of my out of town business guys together, renting a hotel suite, and you doing what you did with Curtis' group? And you'll make double what they gave you." I waited while she thought about it.

"Why the fuck not? I can sure use the $400 and, in truth, I'd like to do it all over again. It was a helluva thing!" She grinned at me. We had a deal.

"But, Arthur, back to my story. OK?" I nodded. "Well, Curtis hopped in and told me to mount the guy, which would put my ass in good viewing position. I did and proceeded to fuck away on top of him. I had two good orgasms, real blasters, and then the guy rolled me over and started to fuck the shit out of me. Real fast and pounding like. Damn if I didn't have two more send offs!" She wrapped her arms around her shoulders and seemed to shiver all over. "Brrrrrrr! How nice it all was!"

"As he and I fucked, the boys were back to cheering me again. You know, you heard it on the tape, so I won't repeat it now." Aha! Another piece of tape added up. "But I will tell you that two of the guys grabbed my legs by the ankles and spread them wide out, and way up toward my head. Spread like that, I felt totally fucking wanton, a real whore. I looked around at the guys and saw them leering at us fucking. What a sight!

"I would have cum again, but the guy popped his cork in me and his dick died quicker than liquor can knock out a flea. He got off me and I said to myself, here's some more show, fellas! I fingered my pussy, played with my nipples, and kept running my tongue all around my lips. I closed my eyes so I could only hear their comments, and that did the trick. I came a bucket!"

Jen, you little cum-slut, hussy, you! What a woman! "Jen, I don't believe it, but I'm fucking worked up again. Can I talk you into some old-fashioned, doggy style fucking?" She grinned at me and nodded her head vigorously.

I reached out and hit the play button . . .
"It was very hard, but very soft to the touch, almost like velvet.
"Well, I just kept working at him, waiting for him to do something, or for Curtis to say something. I alternated a little, ball sucking here and there just for fun. And, let me tell you, my pussy was awash in pussy juice! Ooowee!"

"Turned on a tad, eh?"
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