"Your brains are showing, darling. Glenda, dear, you have my congratulations."
"Well, dear, I assume you were just as clever with Grant. Let's see," she giggled, reached over to her husband's crotch and grabbed a feel. "Aha!
Just as I thought. Good! A man should have a good hard-on when a girl dances with him… Shows he's alive and useful."
Four drinks and two dances later we were all loosened up, the talk was now heavily loaded with sex.
I grinned at Grant and said, "I don't know about you fella, but I'm getting tired of hauling this erection around."
"Me too, Jack," he exclaimed waggishly. "These broads don't have that problem so they act smug. Shit! I wish they had to walk around with a hard-on, just once."
Gail and Glenda looked at each other, then put their heads together and started whispering. A gleam of devilishness shone in their eyes when they finished. After the next dance they insisted that Grant and I sit beside each other in the booth. We humored them. Gail on Grant's left and Glenda on my right, we ordered another drink.
Two seconds after the cocktail waitress left, I suddenly felt a pair of fingers fumbling with my pants. Before I could stop her Glenda had unzipped my fly and had my cock in her fingers. Grant's cry of surprise and Gail's movements told me she had accomplished the same objective.
"What the goddamned hell do you two…" Grant bellowed.
"Shhh," hissed Gail. "Everybody is looking. Just be quiet."
Glenda's fingers squeezed my rigid cock with great relish.
"You guys have complained about your little problem…Mmmm-No, guess you were right… a big problem, and we're going to solve it for you."
Stunned, I growled, "You wouldn't dare!"
Her fingers closed, then opened and commenced to pump my shaft with slow, tantalizing strokes. She was jacking me off right in the middle of a public place.
"Don't move, lover, or the whole room will see this gorgeous tool. Jesus, Gail, Jack is hung like a fucking stallion… God! My pants are wet already! I just might come from the sheer feel of this glorious prick." Her fingers pumped faster.
Grant's eyes stared straight ahead as if he were mesmerized. His breath was jerky and sweat beads formed on his forehead. I could see Gail's shoulder moving as she jacked him off. Her eyes glittered with lust.
"Come, baby, come… come a bucket for lil' Gail. Think about my dark juicy cunt, baby, it's all hot and funky for your big, strong cock… Waiting, waiting… throbbing with desire… Just slavering to feel your big hard prick slide deep… deep into it…Yes, baby, come, COME!!"
Her fiercely vulgar monologue was driving him wild. He was gasping. Glenda's voice was-softer as she talked to me, but that made, it all the more erotic.
"Think about my pussy, doll. Think! Soft, blonde pubic hair and your face buried deep… And the smell… musky… sweet… Your tongue finds my clitoral shaft. It's swollen thick and throbbing to have your hard, hard prick slide against it… fucking my cunt with hard, pounding thrusts…"
Her hand pumped faster and faster as she spoke. Her voice was coarse and husky from the lust she felt. My hot load of semen was boiling and surging at the base of my scrotum as the vision she painted in my mind became real.
On my left, Grant moaned and writhed, his eyes were closed and his teeth were clenched together tightly. Gail's eyes bored into his brain with glazed lust as she urged him into orgasm.
Quickly, I slipped my right hand between Glenda's thighs and sought her cunt. Her inner thighs were moist with sweat and she parted her strong, full thighs at my touch. Like a guided missile my fingers found her hot, wet core. As my forefinger plunged deep into the molten vortex of her sopping cunt hole she moaned softly, shuddered, and came.
As the orgasmic spasms ripped through her cunt she pumped viciously and my cream burst forth in a series of quick, savage spurts. She used it as a lubricant and pumped harder, squeezing the last drop from my tortured balls.
"You bitch…Ohhh GOD!" I croaked and slumped back to enjoy the quick, sharp spasms of delight coursing through my balls, cock and loins.
Grant cried out softly and bucked upward.
"Come…COME…AAA YES…" Gail grunted, her eyes now were slits of lust and a small trickle of drool formed at the corner of her full, velvety lips. A quick shudder passed through her and I knew she'd come, too.
Gasping and slightly embarrassed, we paid the check and left Glenda chuckled as we got to the parking lot. "Can you see the look on that waitress's face when she picks up those napkins…
They are covered with semen. Jesus! Bet she'll come right in her panties."
By the time we got to the Richmond home, everyone was exhausted. The booze and excitement of the masturbation had taken its toll. We had accepted their invitation to stay all night because we were too damned tired to resist. Gail was asleep when we pulled into the driveway.
I carried her to the bedroom designated by Glenda, undressed her and put her limp, sensual body into the bed. I followed in about two minutes and fell fast asleep. I, too, had drunk more than usual and even Gail's warm, voluptuous body couldn't make me resist the more demanding charms of sleep.
The surging splash of the shower woke me the next morning. Bright rays of sun were streaming through the curtains, causing me to rub my eyes. Somewhere I heard Grant's baritone rendering a ballad. He also was showering. Gail came out of the bathroom with a large towel wrapped around her full, voluptuous body.
"Good morning, Sir Cock," she chirped playfully, pulled back the sheet and grabbed my cock. It was hard. I hadn't urinated yet.
"Aha… a piss hard-on, eh? Well, rise and shine. I'll get the shower warm for you." She bounced onto the bed and lit a cigarette. The towel fell around her lush, tan thighs, exposing her full, meaty tits. The nipples popped up tautly and were delicious-looking, set against the large brown aureoles.
"After your bath, baby-after you're all pink and clean," she said, gazing at my erect cock.
I showered carefully, savoring the hot water and soap. Then, using a razor I found in the medicine cabinet, I shaved. I was about to finish the shave when the door opened.
"Hi, lover," chimed a sultry voice. A set of warm supple fingers slid between my buttocks and closed around my balls. I nearly cut my throat.
"Glenda!" I cried, "What in the name of…" I stopped as I turned, She was stark naked. Her platinum hair draped over her soft shoulders and large, full breasts like a silken cape.
Her flat, smooth stomach flared into an expanse of creamy belly, ending at the thick, curly triangle of platinum pubic hair. It rested like a crown in the crest of a prominent mons veneris, and curled around the rim of two pink cunt lips. Her ripe velvety thighs were full and firm. My cock grew to half-erection immediately..
"Well, now, that's more like it, doll! Mmmm… just as I remember it: hard, big and ready to fuck," she murmured. "C'mon lover, let's join Grant and Gail."
To my surprise, Gail lay back with her full thighs spread wide. Grant lay alongside of her, tonguing the erect buds on her breasts and probing the folds of her open cunt. His fingers roamed through the raven-black thicket of Gail's pubic hair, then crept into the dark, hairy notch formed by her thick, full cunt lips. Gail sighed with pleasure and clutched his erect cock with her right hand.
"Ohhh… Yess… Deeper, darling… Your fingers feel soooo good in my cunt…There…Ohhhh yes, yes… now find my clit..,. AHHHHH…"
I grabbed Glenda and threw her onto the bed alongside Grant and Gail. She looked up at me with mocking eyes. "What's the matter, lover? Lay down, baby! On your back! Right next to Gail. There! Now let me have that gorgeous cock of yours. I'm hungry!"
She positioned herself between my open thighs, grabbed my semi-hard cock and captured it with her full, wet lips.