It was, of course, Fred, Morgan and Bob.
Joe sat down at the bar again. They were just the kind of guys he was looking for. One of the men nudged the other two and pointed to the girl sitting at the bar. They went over to her.
The girl turned, lurching drunkenly, as the men approached. She greeted them with delight. "Well, hi! You're just in time to buy me a drink."
"Ruby," the bartender snarled, "I've told you before, no bumming…"
Morgan cut him short, "That's okay, Jack," he said. "We came to see Ruby anyway."
Jack grunted.
Joe Henry edged closer.
Morgan ordered a round of drinks.
"So, you came back?" said Ruby. She looked down to Morgan's crotch, which was bulging as usual. "Guess you want your dick sucked again, huh?"
Joe Henry's eyebrows shot up under his Stetson.
Morgan looked abashed. He said, "Er… hem, well, yes… that is, my friends and I were hoping maybe…"
"They want me to blow them, too?"
"Hush, not so loud," said Fred, looking around uncomfortably.
Bob seemed to be stunned into silence.
Morgan said, "Well, er… not exactly. You see, I told them what a great girl you were and we thought maybe, if you had a couple of girl friends we could all have some fun together, if you know what I mean?"
Ruby looked at Fred and Bob, she said, "He told you I was great, did he?"
"The greatest," said Fred.
"Fantastic," said Bob.
Ruby flushed happily. She pushed her glass across the bar for a refill. She said, "I'd like to help you guys out, but thing is, I don't have any girl friends. Every time I make a friend my old man fucks her, and that's that."
The three looked disappointed.
Joe Henry's eyes gleamed.
"That's a shame," said Morgan.
Ruby was a goodhearted girl. She said, "Gee, I'm sorry, guys, nice fellas like you didn't ought to be running around with hard cocks." She took a slug from her drink and went on, "Tell you what. If you like, I'll be glad to blow all of you in the back room."
Bob, Fred and Morgan were silent for a moment, then Fred said, "I see no cogent reason why we should not take the lady up on her kind offer."
"Me neither," said Bob.
"All right," said Morgan. He placed a twenty-dollar bill on the bar and beckoned to the bartender. "Jack, we're going to the storeroom with Ruby for awhile, okay?" he said.
Jack eyed the money and Morgan winked.
"I guess so," said Jack. "But you know the rules."
"Rules?" Bob asked.
"Don't go shooting spunk all over the beer crates," said Jack.
"Certainly not," said Bob.
"The idea!" said Fred.
"Don't worry, Jack, I'll swallow it all," said Ruby.
Joe Henry watched as Bob, Fred and Morgan, with Ruby weaving between them, walked up the bar. He ordered another drink, lit a cheroot and settled down to wait.
In the storeroom it was decided that Ruby would first suck two cocks together and afterwards the other. Fred, having only a short while ago fucked his secretary, graciously offered to wait his turn.
Bob and Morgan sat on a row of beer crates, their pants around their ankles. Both their cocks were erect and the men attached to them looked at Ruby expectantly.
Ruby hitched up her tight skirt, exposing a large expanse of white thigh, and crouched before them. She cupped a hand under both sets of hairy balls, squeezing gently. Then she closed her fist over both stalks. The cocks responded immediately, growing fatter and longer and harder. Always eager for a mouthful of cock-meat, Ruby gazed from dick to dick, her tongue slipping along her lower lip and her face contorted, eyes narrowing with invaginate urges.
Bob's cock was thick and gnarled, capped by a triangular knob. Morgan's cock was not as fat, but it was long and tapered.
Ruby was perfectly randy now, inspired by her double handful of pecker. She gazed rapturously at the two big pricks right in front of her and out of the corner of her eye she could see Fred, swinging his dick around. Fred's organ was every bit as big as either of the two in her hands – perhaps not quite as fat as Bob's and a fraction shorter than Morgan's, but still a formidable tool.
Ruby's tongue glided to and fro and it was evident that her mouth was watering for dick. She was ready to begin, but was having trouble deciding which cock to sample first.
"Gee, this dick is fatter and this dick is longer… I don't know where to start," she said.
Fred was becoming impatient, "C'mon, get on with it," he said. "I want my turn."
"All right, all right," said Ruby.
Her tongue was already hanging out. She leaned closer and ran her hot tongue all the way up Bob's tackle, from balls to knob, with one long, moist slurp. Bob moaned and thrust his hips forward; his thighs trembled. Ruby was pleased at the reaction her tongue had brought from him.
Leaning to the other side, she repeated the lingual caress on Morgan's stalk. Morgan trembled and jerked and his breath wheezed out as if his throat had become as vibrant as his pecker.
Ruby licked Bob again and then Morgan. She was aware that Fred had moved closer, but she was far too interested in what she was doing to worry about him at the moment.
She rose up slightly, fitted her lips over the head of Bob's dick and, slowly and snugly, fed the full length into her mouth. She sucked on it. Her cheeks hollowed inward as she sucked, then pushed out as his flaring knob filled them both with expanding cock-meat. She withdrew inch by inch, sucking adoringly all the way up the stalk, paused to lave the knob with her tongue, and then drew her lips away and switched to Morgan's quivering quill.
She repeated the process, taking his prick as far back into her mouth as she could. When his knob was firmly lodged in her throat, there was still a length of tasty stalk between her lips and his balls, like a rivet that was bolting her face to his loins. The exposed shaft was steaming. Her cheeks hollowed then bulged slightly, making her look like a chipmunk with a mouthful of nuts.
She withdrew from Morgan's dick.
"Which one tastes the best?" said Bob.
"It's hard to decide," said Ruby.
"I'll bet you ten bucks, Bob, that mine's the best," said Morgan.
"You're on," said Bob.
"They both taste the same," said Ruby, "There's only one way to decide." She waited for a moment, teasing them then she said, "Whoever gives me the most spunk is the winner." She licked her lips at the prospect.
Bob and Morgan rolled their eyes toward each other.
"Done!" said Morgan and Bob nodded agreement.
Ruby gazed up at them. Their cocks thundered in her hands. She ran Bob's pecker into her mouth and then drew away, her lips pulling like a tight boot being dragged off and her nimble tongue crisscrossing back and forth on the underside of his stalk. Moving laterally she did the same to Morgan. She began alternating between them, feeding first one and then the other of the succulent wands into her mouth. The men groaned. There was a point of honor involved here; not knowing that she would choose to switch back and forth and they both sought to shoot first as a point of potency.
Fred could not bear being uninvolved any longer. Kneeling behind Ruby, he quickly exposed her back-thrust haunches and found himself confronted with her asshole. He wrapped his fist around the root of his organ and fitted the knob to her tight anal bud. He pushed against her.
Ruby wiggled. She knew what he intended but made no attempt to avoid him for, although she was faithful to her old man as far as fucking was concerned she figured that her asshole was hers to do what she wanted with. In fact, she rather liked the idea of getting buggered while she sucked the other two men off. She pushed her ass back, arching her back and allowing him an unhindered approach.
Fred pushed his dick into her asshole.
There was a momentary resistance, but then her anal bud yielded and the head of his cock slipped up her shitter. Her sphincter closed behind him, encasing his cock-head in her moist track like a Venus flytrap closing its petals around an unwary insect. Although he was no longer shoving the pork to her, her ass seemed to be dragging him in. The snug hole hugged him with a concentric caress, working up his shaft in a series of tightening rings. Fred whimpered with the feeling. Her ass hiked higher. He began to fuck into her ass with spasmodic thrusts and then, steadily, he fed his cock to her, his balls slapping against her crotch and his belly banging on her up-thrust buttocks.
Never missing a stroke, Ruby was still moving her face back and forth between Bob and Morgan.
Suddenly Bob reached dawn and grabbed her by the hair with both hands, holding her firmly before him he began to fuck into her mouth with a frenzied passion.
"Hey! No fair!" Morgan howled.
But his protest came too late.
With a cry of ecstasy, Bob blew his creamy load into Ruby's mouth and throat. The slippery spunk skimmed over the arched tongue, whitewashing her tonsils and pouring down her throat. Gulping and whimpering, the cock-crazed girl swallowed it down just in time to make room for his second spurt as it filled her mouth.
She sucked vigorously, to make sure she'd milked out every precious drop, then slid away and dipped her head down upon Morgan's neglected and rampaging dick. Her face rose and fell as if she were ducking for apples. Morgan was glaring at Bob, but then his expression changed to one of joy as his jism surged up his stalk and blasted into her mouth.
Fred was gripping Ruby by the hipbones, pulling her asshole onto his dick like a sleeve and, with a moan of bliss, he sent a powerful geyser of cum boiling into her belly.
Fred sat on the floor, looking stunned. Bob and Morgan got up from the beer crates and wobbled about. They had forgotten all about their bet.
Ruby smiled and looked from one to the other. She said, "I could sure use a drink now, to wash down all that slime."
Back at the bar, Joe Henry waited until they had ordered drinks and then he strolled over to the husbands and Ruby.
He tipped his hat and said, "Good evening, gents."
The three nodded.
"I couldn't help overhearing your conversation, earlier," said Joe.
The three men looked sheepish. "We were just horsing around," said Fred. "In that case, excuse me," said Joe. "Had you been serious, I know of three very desirable women that might have interested you."
He began to walk back to his seat.
"Hey, wait a minute, we weren't fooling about that," said Fred. "What are these girls like?"
Joe described Carol, Jennifer and Colleen. "Sounds like our wives," said Morgan. "Jesus, I hope it isn't," said Bob.
They all laughed.
"My friends and I are looking for some girls who might… put on a show for us," said Fred.
"What had you in mind?" said Joe. "You know," said Fred.
"Can't say as I do," said Joe.
"Eating each other out," said Morgan.
Hiding his excitement, Joe took his cheroot from his teeth and inspected it. These three guys were just what the girls wanted!
The errant husbands watched Joe, eagerly awaiting his reply.
"I think you're in luck, fellas," said Joe. "Because these girls will do anything."
"Great!" said Morgan. "But, what's your interest in this?"
"Tell you the truth you'll be doing me a favor," said Joe. "You see, these girls are my mistresses and, while I can keep them satisfied most of the time, now and then it gets too much for me and I need a break from fucking them."
"You poor thing," said Morgan. "It must be hell," said Fred.
"Do you have to call the girls?" said Bob. "That's not necessary," said Joe, "I keep them all in the same apartment and they never go out without me."
The three were impressed. They looked at Joe enviously.
"What are we waiting for? Let's go!" said Morgan.
At the apartment Carol was busy choreographing a tableau.
"Boy, will Joe and whomever he brings back get a surprise when they see this," she said.
She took the lock off the door so it wouldn't be necessary for one of them to open it and she arranged the cushions from the couch on the floor where anyone opening the door would see them right away.
Then she added the flesh to this background.
She had Colleen and Jennifer stretch out side by side on the cushions. Then she positioned herself above them, as if she were sixty-nining with a girl with two heads and two cunts.
"Let's see if it works," she said.
She dipped her head into Colleen's crotch and tongued it. She switched over and laved Jennifer's crotch. It worked. Then she lowered her pussy into Colleen's face, left it there while Colleen gave it a brief tonguing, and then switched her hips across and slapped the wet muff into Jennifer's face.
"Right," said Carol. "This will give them a shock when they open that door."
And then, while they waited, the horny women practiced that nimble cunt sucking with gusto.
Joe and the three eager husbands picked up Fred's car at his office building and they hurried off to cavort with strange, kinky women. Bob hadn't taken note of the address but when they pulled up in front of the apartment block he said, "Oh, wow! What a coincidence! Colleen used to live in this building."
Morgan said, "hell, you don't suppose you'll be recognized, do you?"
"Naw. We never met any of the neighbors. I just wonder which apartment it is. I can't remember seeing any lewd tenants here at all."
"We haven't been here long," said Joe.
They went in.
Joe led the way.
When they were at the proper door, he raised his hand to knock.
Bob said, "There's something very, very strange here, fellas…"
But, eager to get at the women, neither Fred nor Morgan paid any attention to their young companion.
Joe knocked.
"Forgot my key," he said.
A sexy female voice called out, "C'mon in, fellas. The door is open."
The three husbands and Joe walked in. The three women were sucking cunt with relish.
It was very, very strange.