Missy and Cassie, alerted by the noises, came to the bathroom doorway. They had taken their clothes off completely to be ready for some kind of action and they stood and watched as Lo jammed her tongue into Tracy.
In a twinkling, Hum let out a loud groan. His monstrous cock pulled Tracy's quivering slit and threw out of a huge jet of come that hit Lo directly in the throat. She heard Hum groan and she felt the come strike and begin trickling down between her plum-sized breasts.
Before Hum could shoot again, Lo's mouth covered his cockhead and she took his second jet into her throat. A muffled cry of triumph came from her. Tracy had worked hard for this come but Lo was getting it in the mouth. A third and a forth jet spewed from Hum's cock. By this time, it was running down Lo's chin and onto her breast. She ran her hand up and down the cockshaft to coax more of Hum's seed from it. It covered her hands.
Hum's head was thrown back and rolled from side to side. Tracy hadn't moved; she was draped over his hairy body.
Lo looked up at Cassie and Missy, a smile on her come-covered face.
"Just in time," she said. "One second later and he would have shot allover the floor. Come on over here and get some of this."
The two girls joined Lo on their knees and they took turns sucking on Hum's dwindling erection. After a short break, Tracy stood. Lo also got up and the two girls hugged and kissed each other on the mouth. Their naked pussies rubbed together.
Tracy seemed to shake herself back to life, and giggled. "Oh Lo," she said, "so fine… so fine. I was so full of cock. So full. I had no idea it could feel so good. My first fuck. It was so fine. So fine."
They put their arms around each others waist and walked into the other room. They threw themselves side by side on the bed. Tracy kissed Lo and her tongue darted into Lo's mouth.
"Uhm-m-m-m, I can taste Hum's come in your mouth. That's wild… really wild."
Lo looked into Tracy's eyes and just shook her head and smiled. She just couldn't believe this girl. Lo had never met anyone quite like Tracy and she could hardly believe that anyone like her really existed.
"Taste it again, Tracy."
Missy and Cassie joined them on the bed. They began to caress each other, to kiss and to feel each others wet pussies.
"You know when Hum first put the head of his cock in my slit, I swear I thought I'd split in two," said Tracy. "But I'd made up my mind I wasn't going to leave this motel with my cherry in one piece. I wanted it thoroughly busted and I wanted Hum to do the job."
"Lo, you're so good to share Hum with us. When the two of you walked into the Sweet Shoppe yesterday, my eyes just ate him up. He's the best-looking thing I've seen in a long time. I just don't know what I'd have done if you were the least bit possessive about him."
"It's really nothing, Tracy. I know what he likes and I try to help him to get it. He thinks he knows what I like and I just let him think it. It doesn't harm either one of us."
Missy leaned over to Lo and said, "Do you think Hum's okay. He's still in the bathroom and I have to pee. I hate to disturb him."
"I have to pee too," Cassie said.
"You won't be disturbing him. Just tap on the door. We're very informal about things like that. And don't be surprised if he hangs in and watches you tinkle. He has a slight kink in that area."
"Oh goodie," said Missy, leaping up.
She gave a timid tap and said, "Hum, Cassie and I have to pee. Can we come in?"
"Come in, girls, come in. Do you have to pee really bad?"
"Only for the past half hour while we waiting for you to finish with Tracy. Honest, I think I'm going to burst a kidney. What are you doing?"
Hum was jacking on his cock. He had half a hard-on. He grabbed it at the base and shook it at them.
"I'm about ready to piss up a storm, if you want to know the truth. Get in the bath tub. Cmon. Quickly now."
Giggling, the girls jumped into the tub. Almost immediately Hum began to piss. The hard stream splashed on the girls taut little tummies and ran down between their legs. Hum waved his cock back and forth, spraying their legs and their pussies. They giggled and wrapped their arms protectively around their upper bodies. Their eyes popped at the sight of the well-hung man spraying them all over with his golden piss.
"Hum, I've seen stallions who couldn't hold a candle to you when it comes to pissing," Missy said. "Now how about you getting in here and letting us do it to you. It's only fair."
Hum was so eager, he practically vaulted into the tub with the two girls. And although the tub was awash with his pee, he lay down in it and directed the two girls to stand and straddle his body.
"Missy, you stand over my head and you Cassie – I want you to aim at my cock. That's right. Now, are you ready. Okay, let it go."
Missy half-squatted over his face. Looking up, Hum could hardly believe his good fortune. Missy put her hand between her legs and spread her puffy outer lips, exposing the little piss hole. Hum grabbed his cock and, excitedly, began to jerk off as an erratic stream poured out of Missy's urethra. When the stream didn't hit Hum directly in the face, Missy squatted closer to him and canted her bottom.
Cassie with a big radiant smile let go with her stream, a heavy golden flow. Some of her stream splashed on her legs and coursed down to her feet. Most of it struck Hum's swiftly moving hand which was moving him rapidly to yet another climax. Missy's stream hit him in the eyes, on his nose, and in his mouth.
Through the hot stream, however, Hum could clearly see the dear girl's half parted pussy and the sight propelled him to a state of near orgasm. A few more strokes on his swollen throbber did the job. His come burst out of the slit on his purple cock head.
"Oh, yes, you cunts," he cried. "Let me have it. Give me all of it. Pelt me with your scalding piss while my cock delivers its hot load. Yes… yes… Oh… Oo-o-o-o."
His semen spurted into the air in big gobs and then fell back on his belly, his balls and his hand. Cassie and Missy gaped and then grinned at each other. Mission accomplished. Cassie had completely ended her squirt and ran her finger up and down her little slit. Missy's flow had stopped but she was still able to squeeze out a couple of tiny spurts and that delighted Hum. He looked exhausted but content.
"I'm tired," he said. "I don't think I could even turn on the faucet. Will one of you do it? I think we could all stand a shower."
With the flow and the temperature adjusted just right, Hum struggled to his feet.
"Who'd like to wash my cock?"
"Me… me… me…"
"I will… I will."
He wagged his limp cock at them. "I don't think there's enough there for two. But if you work on it…"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Sheriff Roche got behind the wheel of his squad car and turned south on Main. He was just cruising – there being nothing else to do. Being Sunday morning, the town slumbered. The sheriff noted that it was another perfect Pisky day. The sun was more than halfway to noon. The sky was clear cerulean and the air was cool. Few people were on the streets. Pisky seemed to be sighing after a noisy and routinely active Saturday night.
The sheriff yawned and stretched. He was oddly discontented and very uneasy. For a while, he day-dreamed about his possible appearance on the Billy Gerson TV Show and he tried out a few humorous lines in his head. Then he thought of how he rousted eight speeders on the main roads in and out of town. The speeders, hauled before Justice Perkins, contributed to the fiscal health of Pisky law enforcement.
And he couldn't forget the interesting strip-search he conducted on the person of a nineteen-year old college freshman. She was driving a Pontiac Fiero (she called it a "Pantiac") and had switched lanes without signalling. He blew her down and explained it was a crystal clear infraction of Pisky's safe-driving code. The strip-search ensued forthwith.