Terence’s eyes bulged slightly as she took him down in three strokes — half, three quarters, nose in his pubes — and then swallowed around his buried meat. She was fucking incredible!
Louise, watching, grunted, "Damn, she’s good at that shit! Go Beth!" Beth waved.
Toby, smiling gently, murmured, "Ma is what you call a total slut — she even likes hearing about it … She’d go for three at a time if we could organize it."
Louise shook her head. "I never knew."
"She wasn’t practicing," Toby replied. "Didn’t think she could. She was sure nobody would ever want any…"
Louise snorted. "It’s a seller’s market! If I can get laid…" She cupped her somewhat droopy tits with her hands. Her nipples still pointed outward, but overall, her breasts had that deflated look and sagged to two ribs below their attachment point on her chest.
"Yeah, well, maybe," Toby agreed. "But this crowd is known for their low self-esteem…" Louise nodded.
"That’s pretty impressive!" Damian observed, from his seat on the pool table. Candace sat beside him, coaxing an erection out of his semi-soft dick with her hand; Jean had robbed him of any urgent desire by freaking on him, the silly bitch. Damian had a finger in Candace’s slot, though, wiggling it between her droopy pussy lips, and he was showing signs of life…
"Yeah, she’s something," Candace agreed. "I can do that, sort of, but it isn’t easy…"
"Really?" Damian eyed her.
Damn! Me and my big mouth! "Well, like I said, sort of. I can’t jam it again and again like she does, or hold it forever — I gag three times out of four," Candace replied.
"Oh, okay." Damian sounded disappointed — and he was.
… And Candace knew it. "I … guess I could practice a bit…"
"That’d be cool…" Damian didn’t want to press, but having Candace swallow his dick seemed like a great idea…
Candace sighed and climbed down off the table; it was time to put up or shut up. She hated to give head because it was something for nothing, but… "Uh, do you want to finish this way, or… ?"
"Huh? No, we’ll fuck, if that’s cool with you…"
Candace’s smile was answer enough; she went to work on Damian’s cock, engulfing the half-hard length and pushing her tongue under the foreskin to get at his glans and stimulate it to swell fully.
"Looks like giving head is the next order of business," Louise observed.
"I should probably save it," Toby remarked.
"Yeah, but you should be ready when you get there … Tell you what — I’ll do Rick, if he’s willing, and you guys can get another picture of me with a dick in my mouth. Then once he’s up and running, I’ll fluff you for Jean while he fucks me and you guys can get pictures of me doubled up…" Louise offered.
Toby eyed her suspiciously. "How come you’re suddenly hot on the pictures?"
Louise grinned. "If I get a chance to show my old man at some point, he’ll shit a brick! I just can’t pass up the idea of having him see that…"
"I don’t get it. You said you’ve done this all before…"
"Well, yeah, but it’s a race thing. I’ve only done, you know, black guys. My old man could handle that, generally. But you’re bigger than he is — and you’re WHITE — he’s got issues, sort of like Jean, and he’ll come unglued!"
Rick, who had wandered over when his name was mentioned, whistled. "Man, that’s cold!"
"Well, I owe him one — or maybe two," Louise replied. "You two don’t mind, do you? Hell, if I could organize it, I’d do all three of you, just to get the picture…"
Toby shrugged. "I’m sure it’s possible, but maybe not today…"
"Some other time, then," Louise grinned. "There WILL be other times, right?"
"Looks like it," Toby observed. "Nobody has killed anybody and things are generally going well. It’s probably up to you, anyway, although the existing pics are a lever…"
"I think we all want to continue to play," Louise replied. "I don’t like doing without…"
"Nobody does," grinned Rick.
"Why don’t you bring me that and I’ll see if I can put some lead in it for you?" Louise smiled back, going to her knees.
Rick shuffled up — who would want to pass on a blowjob, anyway? — and Toby realized that he had photography duty. Sighing, he headed for the mini-bar.
"Jeezus! How do you do that?" Terence asked Beth. He could feel the ring of the opening of her throat around his cock…
Beth backed off. "Do you want me to do it or talk about it?"
"Both."
"Okay." She sucked him down three consecutive times and came up for air. "It’s all about learning how not to gag. My ex liked to stretch my limits, so he made me practice with dildos…" She swallowed him down again.
"I’m just fuckin' amazed! Is it hard to learn?" Terence asked.
Beth backed off and eyed him, wondering why he was so fascinated with the technique and not the sensations, "It’s about willpower, I guess. Once you’ve gotten past it the first time, then confidence kicks in and helps…" She pushed him into her throat, swallowed, backed off until she was kissing his glans, took in his head, tonguing the underside, backed off, and went deep again and swallowed before backing off again. "See? I’m not sure that deep-throating alone is the way to suck…"
"Nah," Terence agreed, "You’re probably right. But us guys like to bury it — especially when we shoot."
"Yeah," Beth mused, popping off him again. "That sucks for me — I like the taste. When it goes right down the throat, you’re past the taste buds."
"Hmph. Never thought of that," Terence grunted. "Shit! Goddamn!" he exclaimed as Beth ran through a couple of long-short cycles. "You’re fuckin' amazing!"
"Why thank you, Sir!" Beth backed off and dimpled. "Are you gonna give me this load?"
"Yah."
"I’m going to get serious about it, then. We can talk after…" Beth started seriously playing the skin flute, then, leaving Terence unable to do much more than grunt and groan and clench his big fists. After a moment, seeing this, she backed off and said softly, "You can hold my head. You can fuck my face. You know I can take it. I’m your fuck toy — play with me…" Then her mouth sucked him in again…
Titillated beyond endurance, Terence went totally fucking nuts! He put both hands in her hair and long-stroked her face for an eternal ten seconds, then held himself deep as his balls crawled right back up into his body while the crazy bitch SWALLOWED around his cock a couple of times — then he backed off, roaring, so he could shoot seed at the back of her throat from the gates of her mouth!
Beth sucked and tongued him, nursing every slimy squirt out of his swollen cock, swallowing the product with relish and savoring the dregs.
It was the most intense orgasm of Terence’s young life! He felt like the top of his head came off! And when he backed off, wheezing, trying to extract his over-sensitive dick, Beth’s mouth followed him, teasing, nibbling, sucking … He hauled her head back by the grip he continued to maintain on her hair and howled, "You SLUT! GODDAMN!"
Onlookers were horrified — especially Louise — but Beth smiled sweetly and said, "Why Sweetie! You say the nicest things! Thank you! You can fuck my face anytime!"
Terence let go of her head and staggered back to lean against the pool table, panting. "I sure as shit plan to! Fuck! I think I’m in love!"
Just about everybody snorted laughter — even those who couldn’t afford to — like Candace, who had a choking fit from getting things all mixed up with Damian’s cock banging the gates of her throat. But Beth said to him with great sincerity, "It’s there, any time you want it. And I have two other holes, too!"