"Mmmmmmfff!" she slurped, lashing at the cock-head with her slithering tongue.
Sue soon learned to stroke and twist her hands around the cock-shaft while she used her lips and tongue to tantalize the throbbing crown of Steve's prick.
"Ohhhhh! Yeah, Sara, that's right," Steve sighed. "Ohhhhh! You're so beautiful with my cock in your mouth."
Sara tilted her head back to look up at Steve. Her ripe, red lips were twisted out of shape, wrapped firmly and succulently around the pulsating tip of his cock. A strange feeling seeped through her body as she looked up at him. She found it hard to believe that she actually had a cock stretching her lips, flattening her tongue in her mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" Sara purred hungrily.
Whipping at the spongy underside of the cock-head with her tongue. Sara tasted the pre-cum that oozed out of the tiny slit. The pungent taste delighted her.
A thousand emotions were going through Steve's mind as he watched Sara pistoning her lovely face over his enormous cock. With her hair pulled back and piled loosely on top of her head in a French twist, she had some strands falling down the sides of her face, framing her loveliness as she wantonly gave him a hot blow-job.
"Sara, I've got a cum-load that's going to drown you," Steve said. He wasn't bragging, simply telling the truth. His balls hadn't unloaded their fuck cream in well over a week, and he could feel cum simmering at a low boil.
"Mmmmmmm!" Sara cooed as she stroked and fondled his prick-shaft with her hands. She scratched his balls lightly with her extremely long fingernails.
Pushing her face forward, Sara felt the huge prick-tip strike the opening of her throat. She wanted to take the cock deeper into her mouth, feel all of his cock-meat throbbing lustily in her throat, but she simply couldn't. "I'll do anything you want," Sara said softly, rubbing the head of Steve's prick against her soft cheeks as she looked up at him. "Just tell me and I'll do anything you want."
"Just keep sucking," Steve replied, watching Sara's cheeks begin to glisten in the light from the mixture of spit and pre-cum. "You're doing absolutely fantastic so far."
Saw opened her mouth wide and gulped the cock-head deep into her hot oral fuck hole once more. She was thirsty for the taste of Steve's cum now, needed to feel him pumping out the rich bolts of cum. She had never really tasted jism before. Her husband had never asked her to suck cock but she was sucking a large prick now because that's what she wanted to do.
"Mmmmmmmmft!" Sara slurped.
She whipped her cum-smeared lips over Steve's prick, feeling it vibrate against her tongue. The cock-head expanded, becoming even larger in her hotly sucking mouth. Sara applied a strong suction to the cock-meat and she felt Steve's legs begin to quiver.
"Awwwwwww!" he groaned as the cum bubbled in his balls.
Sara's curvaceous body pitched like a boat in a stormy sea as she gobbled on Steve's cock. She gulped the throbbing, hot, delicious prick-meat into her mouth until the spongy cock-head slammed against the opening of her throat. Her fist stroked and squeezed the bone-hard prick, jerking the loose skin sheathing the inner core of hard cock-meat back and forth.
"Awwwwww! Eat meeeeee!" Steve cried as the cum exploded form his balls.
Sara's supple, red lips were clamped tightly around the cock-head when the first pungent blast of cum gushed against her frisking tongue. The sharp, salty taste of the jism surprised her and she gasped, causing a river of milky fuck cream to spill out of her hungry mouth. The thick, gooey spunk ran down her chin from the corner of her mouth, dangling crazily from her face.
"Suck meeeeeee!" Steve hissed.
Pushing her beautiful face forward, Sara took Steve's cock into the hot, moist recesses of her mouth. With the cock-head rammed against the back of her mouth, the second giant stream of cum exploded out of the cock's crown. This time the spunk shot straight down Sara's throat and she swallowed instinctively.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Sara moaned, pulling back so that just the cum-gushing prick-tip was still in her mouth, throbbing lustily on her thrashing tongue.
Although Sara had never given her husband a blow-job before, she did know how much he came. And he never came nearly as much as Steve did. A third, fourth and fifth powerful stream of cum squirted out of Steve's immense cock-head. After that, a slow but steady stream of spunk trickled out of the slitted head of his cock, filling Sara's mouth.
"Ummmmm! Ummmmmgg!" the hot-blooded blonde cooed as she felt her mouth being deluged with cock cream. With just the tip of Steve's cock-head still in her mouth, she gulped the thick, gooey wad of cum down.
"Oh, baby! That was fantastic!" Steve said weakly.
She swallowed several more times, then began bobbing slowly and lovingly over Steve's cock-pole. She didn't want to ever let his prick out of her mouth. Turning her big, beautiful brown eyes up to Steve's face, she saw the look of ecstasy and felt joyous at her new cock-sucking ability.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she moaned, long and loud for Steve's benefit. She wanted to let him know exactly how much she adored his giant-sized prick.
"Y-you'd better stop now," Steve said after a couple of seconds. "You've drained me dry, sweetheart."
Almost sadly, Sara let Steve's prick slip from between her cummy lips. She kissed the cock-head and then stood up, a sultry smile turning up the corners of her lips.
"That was wonderful of you to let me do that." Sara rolled her tongue around in her mouth, savoring the lingering salty taste of Steve's spunk. "It was so sharp tasting – really delicious."
"I'd better go see what John's up to," Steve said as he fastened his pants properly again. "The locker room's over here, right?"
"Yeah."
Sara looked at herself in the mirror behind the bar and another smile, even more wanton than the first, brightened her face. A river of cum ran from the corner of her mouth, down her chin to her neck. The blobs of white fuck cream clung wetly to her skin. She took a napkin from the bar and began wiping off the jism, wondering who would be the next man she would suck off.
She was absolutely certain of one thing she wasn't going to stop sucking cocks now. Not after she had tried it once. She would never again pass up the opportunity to give a hot succulent blow-job.
CHAPTER FOUR
John was in his jogging shorts and a T-shirt when he walked into the weight room and saw Bernice waiting for him. His anger was still aroused from Sara paying too much attention to Steve's prick and not enough to his own prick, so he was more than ready to fuck a tight pussy.
As soon as John saw Bernice, his prick started to get hard. She was sitting on the bench-press bench, her legs crossed daintily at the knee, looking about as sexy as any girl he had ever seen.
"Well, well, well," John said, his eyes traveling up and down her supple body. "What have we got here?"
Bernice, never one to be shy even though she had never sucked a cock or fucked anyone but her husband, took John in with her eyes and approved of what she saw.
"I'm here to assist you," Bernice said, feigning innocence. "To bring you anything you might need… or do whatever you want."
Bernice had chosen to wear a frilly lace dress that she had bought in a specialty shop downtown, specifically for the grand opening of The Spa. The material was transparent except where additional lace covered her tits and cunt. Her thigh-high white nylons and high-heeled shoes completed the sexy, alluring outfit.
"Dressed like that?" John asked, cocking an eyebrow. He liked the way Bernice's huge tits pushed her dress out. The swollen mounds of tit flesh could be seen almost to the nipple through her dress.
"Why not? I don't believe in false advertising."
Bernice shook her head and her brown, slightly wavy hair swirled. Her lips were glistening red and she licked her wide mouth, knowing that it was one of her more appealing features. Like Sara, Bernice had an exquisite figure measuring a mouth-watering 37-24-36 – and she was going to really learn how to use it to attract men.