"Don't! People'll see when then come in."
Kathy protested as she felt herself being pushed back to the couch where she and Connie had sucked cunt on.
"Nobody's supposed to be here for another half-hour," Pete groaned as he pushed Kathy closer to the couch.
"No, not there," Kathy protested. She knew that the director would guess what had gone on once he placed his hands on the cunt-juice-soaked cushions.
"Okay, we'll make it on that pile old curtains over there," Pete said, dragging her in the other direction. "Damn!" he cried out, suddenly slipping on smear of dog-come that still glistened on the floor of the stage. "What the fuck was that?" he asked, letting Kathy go and looking at the floor.
"Come on, I'm ready for you," Kathy said. She didn't want Pete asking too many questions about that smear he was staring at. Besides, she was beginning to steam up again. Pete's sudden attack hadn't allowed her pussy enough time to fire up. But now, her miniature organ was throbbing all over again.
"Baby, you're one hell of a hot ass," Pete said, forgetting about the slick on the stage and grabbing her again.
"Oh, take it easy, Pete," Kathy said, pushing him away gently as she backed up to the pile of old curtains. "I don't want to get raped all that quickly. I want to enjoy it as much as you," she added stuffing slyly as she unbuttoned her blouse like a stripper.
"Shit!" he said, massaging the growing bulge between her legs.
Kathy smiled at the reaction she was getting from the director. As her blouse floated to the floor and as she reached back to unsnap her bra, Kathy wondered why she even bothered wearing clothes any more. She seemed always to be dropping to her knees or rolling over on her back for somebody.
"Ohhhh, Kathy," Pete moaned as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a mass of thick, black chest hairs. Kathy inhaled sharply, feeling the sudden warmth that radiated from the man's exposed chest. She was secretly glad that all the men she'd been fucking lately had hairy bodies. Connie's smooth flesh was nice for a change. But the rough, scratchy feeling of tough, hairy male flesh sanding across every inch of her body was a sensation that nothing could top.
"Mmmm," Kathy responded, letting her skirt fall to the floor. She slipped her fingers under the waistband of her panties, then slid them down to her ankles and stepped out of the loose material. That was another article of clothing she was going to stop wearing. She was almost getting skin burns on her thighs from pulling her briefs on and off so many times.
"Jesus!" Pete gasped as quickly unzipped his trousers, pushing them down to the floor.
Kathy licked her lips hungrily as she stared at the twitching bulge in his shorts. She was beginning to have an reasonable curiosity about men's cocks. Kathy wanted to experiment with all kinds of pricks – thin ones, thick ones, long ones, short ones, angled ones, straight ones. She wanted to stuff as many different cocks into her pussy as she could from now on.
"Ohhh!" Kathy moaned, smiling when Pete pulled down his briefs. His cock wasn't mammoth-sized. But seven inches could do a lot to a girl. Pete stepped out of his shorts, then walked up to her and leaned before her.
"Unnnhhhhh!" Kathy groaned, feeling his thick, wet lips slide across her stiffened right nipple. She felt his tongue swirl around the stiffened brown flesh, sucking and nibbling at it until she groaned for relief. Slowly Pete began to slide down her body, scraping his hairy chest and legs across her hot skin. He tongued his way along her skin, digging his tongue into every raw nerve ending as he left a thin coat of spittle behind him.
"Ohhh!" Kathy groaned she felt his tongue pressing against her tightly clenched, puffy cunt-lips. Pete teasingly pushed his tongue between them, careful not to completely force his tongue into her spasming snatch. Kathy felt an unbearable itch growing at her clit. It was that familiar urge that she knew had to be quenched soon or she'd lose her mind. Kathy hunched forward, fucking herself on Pete's stiff tongue.
"Mmmgffff!" he cried in surprised delight as Kathy's wiry blonde hairs nestled close to his mouth and nose.
"Hey, is this a private party, or can another person join in?" a voice called out from the first row of seats.
"Ohhhh!" Kathy cried in shock, backing away from the kneeling director and covering her tits. She looked out into the auditorium and saw Bob Decker standing in the center aisle, his hands on his hips and a broad smile on his face.
CHAPTER SIX
"I think she's kind of sexual smorgasbord," Bob said, moving toward the stage.
"What do you mean?" Pete asked, not sure just how he should react to Bob's sudden appearance.
"I mean, she's got all kinds of goodies she can give to anyone who wants them. We can sample them singly, or together," Bob said, winking at Pete as he jumped up to the stage.
"Both of you?" Kathy cried out, looking first at Bob, then at Pete.
"I don't care," Pete said, shrugging his shoulders as he knelt on the stage.
"It'll be a trip!" Bob said, flashing a smile at Kathy as he started to unbutton his shirt.
"Hey! Did anybody ever think about asking me?" she said.
"Oh, come on, Kathy. Look at you. You can hardly wait to strap us on," Bob said as he pulled off his clothes quickly.
"Well, I think I want her pussy," Pete said as he staggered to his feet and turned Kathy around to face him. "Ummm, I love big tits," he added, kneading the soft, hot spongy flesh. Kathy felt her nipples ache and itch as he continued to milk her boobs. Every time he squeezed them, Kathy felt her clit throb and tingle.
"Maybe we should fight for it," Bob said as he approached Kathy's cunt, dropped to his knees and buried his face in her muff, tonguing her swollen cunt-lips.
Kathy moaned as both men worked their mouths over her welcoming, writhing body. Her tits ached for more sucking and her cunt screamed for cock. She felt Pete's tongue sliding over her nipples while Bob's dug like a pile driver into her snatch.
"Ohhh! Ohhhh!" Kathy cried as she arched her hips forward, impaling her pussy on Bob's tongue and lips.
"Jesus, she's going to fall over if we keep this up," Pete said as he released her nipple.
"Let's get her over to that pile of old curtains," Bob said as he backed off of her drooling snatch.
Kathy couldn't even speak. Her throat was dry with excitement and lust as the two men maneuvered her to the stack of soft material. She looked down at the two long, hard cocks packed with steaming hot jizz. They were ready to spurt out now, drowning her in gallons of come. This was another new experience being plugged by two pricks at the same time. She could hardly wait to feel their long, stiff shafts sliding and jamming into her hungry cunt.
"Ohhhh!" Kathy cried out as they pushed her onto the pile of curtains, then fell to either side of her body.
"Just lay this way," Bob grunted behind her, inching down so that the tip of his prick was opposite her tight ass-hole.
"I've never taken prick that way!" Kathy protested he clamped her ass-cheeks tightly shut in fear.
"So? We'll just loosen it up a little," he said as he slid down further, trailing his forefinger along Kathy's quivering, firm ass-cheeks. At the same time Pete was stroking her slick, quivering cunt-lips.
"Ohhhh!" Kathy groaned she felt Bob's finger circle closer and closer to her shit-hole. Finally it settled on the puckered skin, paused few seconds, then jammed deep into her ass-hole.
"Nnnghhhh!" Kathy cried as hot flashes of pain and pleasure slot up from her shit-hole while Bob wriggled his finger deep in her ass.
Kathy groaned again. It felt like a live electric wire sputtering deep in her ass.
"Take my cock, babe." Pete groaned in front of her as he jammed his purple, tightly stretched cock-head hard against her pursed cunt-lips. His hard prick-shaft made her tender pussy walls tremble with excitement. His hot cock pressed harder against her rubbery lips, forcing the slick edges apart as he hunched his powerful ass-cheeks forward. At the same time, Kathy felt her ass-hole contracting like a second cunt, trapping Bob's finger as he prepared jam another finger into her ass.