"Ron, let's drop a hint to one of the columns. Nothing strong, just a hint. Tomorrow."
Christ! I'm standing right here and they're talking about me as I'm some kind of damn wind-up doll! It was bad enough she had to live with the fact of having fucked Ron, and knowing that Julie was aware of the entire thing and it didn't bother her. Bother her, hell, it seemed to make her happy! But now she felt a really basic creeping dissatisfaction with the whole deal.
Oh hell, maybe it was the Scotch. Besides, she'd taken two diet pills to keep her weight down and she'd been flying all day, running through the dances like crazy, and now she was trying to cool out and she didn't dare let them see her take a Valium. Valium, hell, I need a sleeping pill to knock me out! Wake me in Vegas. I've got to get some rest!
Lindy got up. "I'll be right back," she said, and walked down the hall to the bathroom.
When she came back, Ron and Julie had strange expressions on their faces.
"What's up?" Lindy asked.
"Well, we thought…" Ron started.
"We figured that we should have a little going-away celebration," Julie purred, slipping her shoes off.
"So I called Terry and told him to get his ass over here and say goodbye to you." Ron took his shoes off.
"At this hour?" Lindy asked, sitting down on the floor between them.
"It's only eleven-thirty. The night's young. So are you." Julie lit a cigarette. The grin on her face was one Lindy hadn't seen before. Strange…
"Young night. Young kids. I toast the upcoming stars, Lindy and Terry!" Ron raised his glass. Julie did the same. Lindy didn't move a muscle.
In a few seconds – the silence in the room was heavy – Ron sighed, slouched in his seat, and spread his legs. As Lindy watched breathlessly with Julie looking on with a happy lusty expression, Ron pulled his huge cock from his pants and started playing with it.
"Did you suck it, Lindy?" Julie asked.
Lindy turned to her with a horrified expression. "How can you ask such a thing?"
"Hey, Lindy, don't get upset. Sex is something we all share, that's all. It's not business, it's pleasure. And what's worse than all business and ho pleasure?" Ron's cock was getting hard.
"I don't… I don't understand this!" Lindy protested, putting her hands at the sides of her head.
"Sure you do, darling," Julie whispered, touching Lindy's forehead. "We love you and care about you and want you to share everything with us. Don't you feel the same way?"
"Yes, but not about…"
"Come on, Lindy, cut the shit!" Ron said sharply. "What the hell were you doing that night, kicking your feet in the air as you screamed out for my cock?"
"I didn't!"
"Yes, you did!" Ron was opening his pants more now, pulling them down to his thighs.
"Did you suck his dick?!" Julie asked, getting turned on watching the girl pretending to be upset – actually, Lindy was upset, but they didn't believe it – and seeing her husband playing with his huge tool across from her.
Lindy shuddered and then looked up at Ron's cock. She had to admit that it was irresistible.
"A little," she said softly, and then closed her eyes. Terry! What would Terry think – why did they have to involve him?
"Give me a little sucking now, huh?" Ron asked.
Lindy flashed a look at Julie. The woman nodded slowly, eager to see the pretty girl go down on Ron's cock.
"I don't know," Lindy muttered, taking the last of her drink down into her hot stomach.
"Oh, come on. Your mom used to be called the best cocksucker in town!" Ron said it sharply, quickly.
There was a moment of silence. Lindy glared at him. She wasn't mad because he'd desecrated the good name of her mother – the truth was, Susan Travis had been the best damn cocksucker in the world – but because he was comparing her with the famous dead woman. And Lindy wanted to beat her mother in everything. Sucking cock included. I'll show you!
In a flash, Lindy was on her knees between Ron's legs, pulling his pants down and off his body. Then his shorts, and his socks. He pushed his ass forward till his balls hung over the edge of the couch and held his dick gut, pointing directly at her face.
She stared at him with venom in her eyes. "You'll see who sucks cock!" she said.
She was determined – especially since she'd never really sucked cock in her life! Yes, she'd had dicks in her mouth, Ron's included, but as for really giving a good blow job, she didn't know from shit. But she'd learn, right now, on this huge tool, between the hairy legs, above the gigantic hairy throbbing balls, in front of the woman who, herself, was probably one of the best oralists in the world!
Lindy slammed her head down on his dick till it pushed into her throat. And she kept it there, for as long as she could stand it, rubbing her hands over his balls, feeling the cockhead growing in her throat.
"Not a bad start," Julie said softly. Lindy couldn't see, but Julie was standing up now, taking off her clothes. Lindy couldn't see anything but Ron Feldman's pubic hairs. And, at this wild and daring moment, they were the most beautiful things in the world.
"Suck me, baby! Suck me good and hard and make me come!" Ron shoved his hips upwards, forcing his cock even deeper into her throat. She couldn't take it – she pulled off and grabbed his dick in her hands.
She pulled it down between his legs and started kissing it. She actually kissed it, with little smacking noises, licking the tip over and over, especially between the slit and around the ridge. It was purple, and the thick shaft was lined with bulging veins. She hadn't seen it before in such bright light. It was incredible, beautiful, and she was hungry for it.
"Take him, beautiful, take him all down," Julie chanted. She had stripped down to her panties by now.
Ron glanced up at her and said, "Far fucking out, my darling," with a look of sarcasm. He knew Julie would just as well have the girl sucking between her legs. But there would be time for that later.
Julie moved her hands down to the base of Ron's cock and put her lips back over the tip. She moved down slowly, wiping the tip with her tongue as she forced the tightness down as far as possible. Then her mouth filled with saliva and, stroking his cock with her hands, she moved her head up and down, taking him in rhythm, feeling the hard manly shaft running, over her teeth and tongue and the roof of her mouth.
"Do it, baby! Do it!" Ron said, bringing his legs up on the couch. His asshole was visible now, and Lindy brought her fingers around and played with it, rubbing it, rubbing his balls, driving him wild.
Julie came over to them and knelt down next to Lindy. The girl paid no attention; she was lost in a frenzy of cocksucking and she wanted desperately to taste Ron's cum. She wanted to feel it filling her mouth. She wondered what it would taste like. She wondered how much of it there would be. She wondered how soon it would happen…
"Do it good, baby! You're fantastic!" Ron was in ecstasy. Lindy was doing as good as Ron had ever been done, and her face was beaded with sweat and her eyes were full of a fiery passion that drove him on.
Julie reached over and started fondling Ron's balls along with Lindy, and then she put one hand out and grabbed Lindy's left breast and held it tight. Lindy glanced her way and registered that the woman was completely nude, but kept sucking on Ron's dick. She was addicted now, driven, crazed.
"I'm gonna come! I'm gonna fuck your mouth, you little bitch!" Ron pumped his ass on the couch and held his breath. He felt the cream coming up his shaft.
Lindy lifted her head from his cock. Her entire face was covered with saliva and sweat. "Better than Mom?" she asked out loud, and went back down on his dick.
"Better than anyone! Fuck!" Ron Shouted and arched his hips again. He wanted to hold off longer but he knew he had gone too far. He was going to shoot in a second.