At the last second before his cock exploded Jack pulled it out of her as. Grabbing his dong in his hands he came all over her back and ass, shooting his hot jism onto her in huge wads that splattered like hot wax, covering almost her entire back with cum.
A moment later Mark came as well, but he didn't take his cock out of her cunt. I could see the base of his prick suddenly swell up, and then a second later huge, sticky rivulets of jism began to run out of her cunt and down his cock.
Eventually all three of them collapsed onto the floor. I barely had time to get my wits about me and step back around the corner so that they didn't see me.
What should I do?
I couldn't even think about it right now. The only thing I could think about was the fact that my cunt was absolutely on fire from what I had just seen.
Right now I had to get relief for my starving cunt.
CHAPTER FIVE
I got into the car and drove back into the city as fast as I could. I felt like a bitch in heat; I was ready to fuck anything that moved.
The whole time I was driving I kept thinking about the incredible sight of two cocks going in and out of Melissa, one in her cunt and one in her asshole. I had never even thought about anything like that before, and I knew that sometime I was going to have to experience it for myself.
Not necessarily today, though.
Today I would take whatever I could get. But whore should I go? The truth was that since I had never done anything quite like this I really didn't know where to go.
It didn't really matter. All I wanted was a willing cock, and I was sure there were plenty of them around.
It was easy. A little outrageous, perhaps, but easy. And effective.
I parked the car and flagged down a cab. Inside, I told the diner to take me to the Holiday Inn.
He was a middle-aged man; nothing special to look at, but I could tell that he had a good eye for women. I could see him looking at me in the rearview mirror, and I knew what that look meant.
He was wishing he could sink his cock into my hot pussy. Or maybe my mouth. It didn't matter; the point was that I knew I had a live one on my hand, which was just what I wanted.
I began to unbutton my blouse.
By the then I had three button unfastened I could tell that he was so turned on that ho could hardly tear his eyes away from the rearview mirror to drive.
I smiled.
Then I pulled my right tit out into the open. I could feel the cool air on my nipple, and I knew he could hardly contain himself.
"Jesus, lady."
"Keep your eyes on the road," I said matter of factly. Then I added, "At least some of the time."
His brow was sweating. He did manage to keep his eye on the traffic part of the time, but most of the time his gaze was riveted on my naked tit.
I played with myself, running my fingers over the top of my tender nipple, feeling it grow hard and taut in my hand.
There was a picture with his name under it on the dashboard: Frank Lorenzo. As we were getting near the Holiday Inn I spoke to him again.
"Frank, I'm going to need help getting my bags to the room. You'll wait for me while I register, won't you?"
"What bags? You ain't got no bags."
"Are you going to let a little detail like that upset you?" I cooed, practically thrusting my tit into his shoulder blade.
"No. I guess not."
He had finally caught on to what I was doing and to what was in it for him.
Good.
Ten minutes later we were alone in a cool room with a large bed just begging to be crawled into. Frank looked uncomfortable.
"Frank, my name is…"
"I don't wanna know your name, lady."
"All right."
I could tell he was practically going crazy with a combination of excitement, anticipation, and guilt. The guilt was coming in last.
"Don't you want to help me undress, Frank?"
"Yeah."
Clumsily he began to unbutton my blouse. When he had the buttons completely unfastened he hesitated, then suddenly slipped a hand inside the material and cupped my breast.
"You like it, Frank?"
"Jesus."
He liked it.
I stepped away from him and let my blouse drop to the floor. He stared at my white tits and naked stomach.
I loved it.
This entire thing was making me feel delightfully wicked. I'd never done anything even remotely approaching this before in my life.
It took about another thirty seconds to get me completely naked; then I just stood in front of him and let him look.
Suddenly I knew what it felt like to be a stripper. I could feel Frank's excitement as he stared at me, and I could almost imagine what was going through his mind. He probably couldn't believe his good fortune? I imagine he had a fat wife and three or four kids at home. He probably hadn't had a good fuck since the first kid was born.
I would change that today.
Slowly I stepped forward and kissed him, curling my arms around his neck in an embrace that brought our crotches grinding together with enough force to almost take my breath away.
He was hard.
While my tongue shot into his eager, hungry mouth I reached down with my hand and began to rub his cock through his trousers. It was then that I had my first surprise.
His cock was enormous.
"Goodness, Frank."
"What?"
"Nothing, baby, let's just go ahead and get your pants off so we can see what you've got hidden beneath there."
What he had was absolutely the biggest cock I had ever seen in my life. If it had felt large through the material of his trousers, it looked even larger now.
When I'd finished undressing him I stepped back and looked admiringly at his cock.
"Wow, Frank, that's a cock women would pay money for. You're in the wrong business."
Frank looked embarrassed, but I could tell that he was proud. He had every right to be proud.
I dropped to my knees and began to run my fingers all over his huge prick. Using both hands I could just barely encircle it, and even then I had to squeeze as hard as I could.
My cunt was in for a real treat.
"Do you get sucked off very much, Frank?" I asked, licking my lips in anticipation of what it would be like to get his cock in my throat.
"Nope. Too big."
"Do you like it."
"Yes!"
He was relaxing a little bit now. I guess he decided that I wasn't putting him on about how much he turned me on.
With a cock like that, he'd turn anybody on. So what if he was spreading a little bit around the waist? So what if he was a little bald on top? He had it where it counted, and that was all that mattered.
First I sucked him off.
I figured, and rightly so, that he had been so long without sex that his cock would probably explode within thirty seconds if I tried to fuck him without letting him get his rocks off some other way first.
Besides, sucking him was a challenge.
I started out by running my lips all over the outside of his cock, licking it so that it got nice and wet.
Then I put one of his balls in my mouth. I could feel the skin of his wrinkled scrotum draw up tightly in my mouth, but I just kept sucking on his sensitive egg, being careful not to hurt him while I did it.
"Come on, baby, let's go," he moaned.
"What's the matter, you're meter still running? There's no rush."
Nevertheless I went ahead and sucked him without any further delay.
As I paused over the tip of his bulging cockhead I wondered for the first time if I would be able to do it. He was so huge.
But then my confidence returned and I felt certain I would be able to do it.
I opened my mouth.
It felt like something as big as a man's forearm was being forced down my throat, but I didn't hesitate. After the first few inches it felt fantastic.
"Mmmmmmm…" I purred when I had half of him inside me. I could feel the blood rushing through his shaft, and every second or so I could feel his entire cock pulse.