!ADULTS ONLY! Jen's Ten Men!

WELL, that was the whole story about Jen and her ten men, but she and I did have a further adventure that very afternoon.

As I watched her masturbate, I got curious as to what she was thinking, so I went and asked her.

She said, "You know that big guy, the one whose ass hole I licked?
" I nodded at her. "Well, I was thinking of his big cock and what it would feel like to ride the fucker. Ooowee! And have you watching it all!"

"Yeah, I like to watch." I did. Everyone knows that.

"But being from the Midwest, Mr. Robert Frame is probably not up for that kind of shit. He's prob . . . "

"Mr. Robert Frame? You know his name?"

"Yeah, he was the only one with his name tag still on his jacket. You know, one of those silly Hello, My Name Is things." I then had an idea.

"Jen, you said the convention was going to last a while, why don't I have the hotel page him. You never know, he might . . . "

"Great idea! I think he said he's in town for the whole thing. Let's do it!" And we did. And he was still there. And he answered the page. I put Jen on the line.

"Hello Bob, this is Jen. Remember me?" He said something to her and she smiled at me, nodding her head. He remembered all right.

"Well, Bob, the reason I'm calling is I was just sitting here with my friend, Arthur, and we got to wondering if you'd be interested in having a threesome sometime later today. What say?" She put her hand over the mouthpiece and said to me, " . . . He's got to say goodbye to some bosses, but . . . he's up for it!" She smiled at me. "In an hour from now, in his suite, room . . . fourteen twelve." I wrote it down, just in case. They then said their goodbyes.

"Well, well," I said. "Looks like we're in for some afternoon delight!"

"Yeah, and I get to play with that big cocky of his again. Oooh boy!" She licked her lips. "But I want to add something to my riding on it, if that's okay with you."

"Probably. Like what?" I had no idea.

"Well, you once said you could do anal on me without it hurting too much. I'd like to try it now. I think it would be great to have you in my ass and him in my pussy . . . at the same time!" Well, blow me down.

She didn't have to ask me twice.

I told her to assume the doggy position on the bed while I got her KY lube. Lubed up, I was in her ass in less than a minute, with no more than a simple "Ouch!" out of her. I worked her a bit, while she masturbated, having one good orgasm, and then pulled out.

"Where'd you go, you party pooper?"

"Gotta save it for later and, besides, we have to shower and all if . . . "

"OK! I getcha, you wet blanket, let's hit the showers." And we did . . .

* * * * * *

WE ARRIVED at his suite a few minutes early. When he opened the door, I could see why Jen kept referring to him as a big man. He looked like a frigging linebacker. Big and wide across the chest.

He had on a dusky-red bathrobe, with nothing on his feet, and his hair, while combed, looked damp. I assumed he had just come from a shower. He invited us in, we made the usual hello handshakes, and I noticed there was further evidence of his recent showering in the form of wet footprints coming from the bathroom and fading out into the living area.

"We come a bit too early, Bob?" I said.

"No. I'm as dressed as I need to be, don'tcha think?" I nodded, and then he added, "You two like a drink? Got Scotch, bourbon, and rum."

Jen declined, saying she didn't want to dull her edges, and I said sure, make it a Scotch. With soda. As Bob opened up those little teensy bottles of booze, he said, "Jen, the raincoat looks familiar. You got that little teddy on under there again?" He turned to look at her.

Jen laughed. "Not this time!" She unbelted the coat and threw it open, and then closed it again real fast. She was naked under it. Which even surprised me. I had no idea. I'm dopey sometimes.

"Whew," Bob said. "No teddy . . . obviously!" He whistled at her. "She always this playful, Arthur? If so, you're one lucky guy."

"Yeah, Bob, Jen's one of the wonders of this world." I didn't like the way we were talking around her as if she wasn't in the room, but, knowing Jen, as I do, she didn't give two shits. She said she was of the Mae West school of philosophy, "I'd rather be looked over than overlooked." If I told Bob she was the biggest cum-loving whore in the world, she would have simply beamed at him.

He came over and handed me my drink. We said our cheers shit, took sips, and he went over to Jen. I took a chair about six feet from them.
I wanted to watch from the get go.

They were in the middle of the room, about a foot in front of the bed, and he had his right arm around her waist. He started kissing her and I could tell she was kissing him back. It was like watching two lovers having a secret tryst in a hotel suite, the world going on around them.

Bob kissed her a few times, and then stripped the coat off her, letting it fall to the floor at their feet. I could tell her nipples were erect. He bent his big head down and started sucking and kissing her nipples in turn, going from one to the other and back again. As Jen moaned,
I felt my boner coming up to greet me.

He kissed her again and started feeling her up, her ass, her breasts, and an occasional swipe of his big hand between her legs, lingering just long enough to rub her up and down a few times.

She worked a hand under his robe, and although I couldn't see it, I imagined her playing with his cock. Then he broke from her and went and sat on the side of the bed, his legs splayed out wide. We now formed a perfect triangle, with each side six-feet long.

Bob parted the robe's front, leaving the belt in place, exposing his hairy chest, plump belly, and hairy cock and balls. He looked absolutely fucking lewd. He took a sip of his drink, and placed it on the bedside table.

"C'mere, Jen, " he said." Kneel between my legs." She walked over to him, her naked tits swinging, her naked ass jiggling, and knelt down in front of him. My dick got harder just watching her move.

His cock, semi-flaccid, hung down, the heavy head looking humungous. Jen lifted it up and started planting wet kisses on the pee hole, over and over again. Bob started moaning, and then leaned back on his elbows, just watching her.

Then he said, "Suck my nuts, baby!" She complied, holding his cock up so she could get at them. She licked and sucked and took each one into her mouth, in turn. My dick got even harder.

Bob shot a glance at me, and then said to Jen, while throwing his legs way back, "Suck my ass, honey!" And she did. And did it with real gusto, too. Bob was moaning away. He let her do this for a few minutes, and then told her to suck his cock. She complied.

As he hot mouth took his large cock head in, he said to me, "Wowee, Arthur, this girl's got some mouth on her!"

"I guess you like, eh? And you don't mind me watching?"

"Shit, no, I may hail from sticksville, but I'm liberated. Christ, if you said you wanted to suck on it, too . . . be my guest!"

"Really?"

"Really. You wanna?"

"Fuck, why not? If you're game, Bob, I'm game. Move over Jen!" I joined her on the floor, she taking it as a cue to work on his balls and leave the cock all to me. Jen was right in describing it at seven inches, but she didn't get across to me how wide it was. And it was wide, at least 2," possibly more.

When I first put my mouth on it, it was
almost fully hard. And he made hard
seem an insufficient word to describe
it. His cock was like no other cock I
had ever felt. It was rock hard and
almost unyielding.

And, almost instantly, I felt gumminess
on the head. He was pre-cumming,
and a very large blob was forming. I
let it ride into my mouth as I deep
throated him all the way down to his
balls, my chin bumping into Jen's face. Bob's 7"

She said, "Fancy meeting you here!" Don'tcha just love her? I do. Then she added, "But, don't speak, I can see you have a mouthful!"

I busted out laughing, Bob's cock getting the full thrust of my ha ha's. He started laughing, too. "Oh, shit, Jen, " he said. "You're a pip!"

I worked his dick a bit more, and then turned the helm back over to Jen. I stayed where I was and watched her suck him off, deep throating him on the occasional down push. I noticed she had her eyes open and was staring at his pubic hairs.

She sucked him off a while longer, and then said, "Lie back on the bed, Bob, I wanna ride that puppy!" He complied, propping his head up with two pillows.

As Jen straddled him, I shifted to a seating position on the edge of the bed. I watched as she brought a hand around to her backside and guided his large, thick pole into her. She then slid right down on him, all the way down to his groin, her pussy wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, her pubic hairs entwined with his.

She went up and down a few times, about an inch in length, and said, "Arthur, put it in my ass!" I looked at Bob as if seeking his approval, which I didn't think I needed, but you never know. He nodded. I was out of my clothes in record time.

I lubed up quick-like and got between his big legs. As I entered her tight anus, I could feel his super hardness through the thin, fleshly separation wall inside of her. It didn't seem as if there was too much room in there, but I managed to get all the way in her ass as far as I could go.

As he and I started a fuck rhythm going, Jen started yelling up a storm. "Oh, fuck, oh God, oh shit, oh man, oh, oh, oh!" She did this over and over, changing the order of things each time. Then, she started speaking in tongues!

"Oya mugga fugga wigoul ha ha yodallee wooo ha yaggy zaggy fucking mooga!" She sounded like an alien baby.

As Bob reached around her, grabbed her ass cheeks, and started lifting her bodily up and down on his cock, she went absolutely fucking nuts. Her ass was slamming and slapping against him, making loud noises, as she yelled in her new language.

With Bob moaning and yelling whatever he was moaning and yelling, and her screaming like a fucking banshee in three different tongues, and with me probably groaning and moaning, and the bed squeaking away, they probably heard us in Japan. Or at least in the next state.

Jen, with all the noise she was making, probably never heard me moan when I came.

But our next-door neighbors heard.

I had pulled out of her, and was standing by the edge of the bed, just watching them, when Bob flipped Jen over onto her back and gave his last three or four strong plunges into her, making the headboard rap against the wall so loudly I thought it would punch a hole in it. It didn't, but it sure got the neighbor's banging back at us and yelling for us to "Keep it down in there."

All three of us started laughing at the same time. Then, Bob yelled out, "Sorry, just hanging a picture!" We started laughing all over again.

I proceeded toward the bathroom to give my dick a little rinse off. When I got to the bathroom door, I heard Bob say, "Hey, guys, how about we order up some grub. On me, of course. OK?" Jen and I both said yes at the same time.

Then Bob added, "And, after we eat, we can try something new I'd like to try out."

"What's that?" asked Jen. She beat me to the question.

"Well, if Arthur's game," he looked over at me, "I'd like to get fucked in the ass while I'm fucking you, Jen. I read, on the Internet, it makes a man's cock even harder."

I said, "Shit, I'm game, Bob, but if your dick gets any harder, Jen's gonna need crutches tomorrow." We all laughed.

I walked over and picked up the hotel's room service menu. "Let's see, what wine goes well with hot, pink pussy?"

Jen said, jovially, "Red!"

Bob said, "White!"

I said, "Screw it, let's get a small bottle of both . . . "

The End.
"From my mind, to your mind!"