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When they finished their drinks, they lapped up and down his cock, one on each side, and their tongue tips brushed one another, exciting them even more.

"Let's see who can take the most of it," Sue Robin giggled.

Helen smiled knowingly. "Are you sure?"

"Sure I'm sure. What do you want to bet?"

"The one who loses gets screwed in the bunghole. Is it a bet?"

Sue Robin felt a tickling sensation around her asshole at the very thought of being buggered. It was something she'd always wanted to try, but somehow had never gotten around to it. So, what the hell? Win or lose, she'd still win.

"You're on," she said.

"Hey, I like that bet," Jack said, shifting some pillows under his head and shoulders to make himself comfortable. "Be my guests, ladies."

Helen reached over and pumped his stiff cock playfully with her hand. "You first, Sue Robin."

The memory of Helen swallowing the gigantic dick of Robbie Early came to the blonde's mind as she knelt between Jack's spread legs and lowered her head until her long hair trailed across his loins, contrasting sharply with his black curly pelt. She ran her fingers under his balls, caressing them, then fondling the very base of his cock and stroking the thick tube underneath.

Experimentally she licked out her tongue, poking daintily at the tiny silt in the tip of his cockhead.

"Nice!" he sighed gustily, squirming his hips.

Opening her lips into a perfect circle, she slid down over the pointed head until she felt the flared rim pass inside her mouth. Then she gently closed her teeth and gripped behind the flange, tugging lightly at it.

"Hey! Don't bite it off!" Jack protested in mock terror. But the delicious sensation was too much to conceal, and he squirmed his ass about on the bed even more.

Holding him in her clamped lips, Sue Robin giggled, and the vibration of her muffled laugh tickled him even more.

Helen, who was watching closely, protested, "Now, Sue Robin, you're going to make him come off before you ever get started. I declare a time out. I'll freshen our drinks."

She hopped off the bed and picked up the empty glasses and ran into the bathroom. Sue Robin sat back on her haunches and patted the throbbing peter with her hand.

"You just relax and be a good boy," she said soothingly.

"I sure hope you lose, honey," Jack said, eyeing her swaying boobs longingly. "I don't know, though, what would be more fun. Screwing you between those big tits, or shoving my ever-lovin' joy-rod between those big beautiful cheeks of your ass. For a big woman, Sue Robin, you've got the sexiest body I've ever seen."

For reply, Sue Robin reached forward, seized his cock, and pumped it vigorously up and down a half-dozen strokes.

"Hey! Watch it!" he protested. "Foul play!"

"Then eat my pussy again until Helen gets back," she said. "I declare, Jack, you've really got an educated tongue." Without waiting for his consent, she got up and straddled his head again, and in a moment she was riding against his thrusting tongue.

"Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!" she sighed blissfully, her eyes closed and her tongue licking her lips as steadily as his tongue was licking her pussylips.

"Hey! Enough already!" Helen climbed back on the bed, juggling the three glasses, and Sue Robin slipped off of Jack's head. "No quickies allowed on the side."

They drank deeply, then Jack handed his glass to Helen and lay back on the pillows. Sue Robin leaned over and set her glass on the floor. She got back between the long hairy legs that opened wide for her and again took the shaft in her hand.

A shining drop of jism was oozing out of his cockhead and Sue Robin licked it off.

"Reminds me of the first time I ever gave a boy a blow-job," Helen said, crouching across from Sue Robin and watching intently as the blonde went down on the stiff peter once more. "It was at a birthday party of one of my friends. I think we must've been about thirteen or fourteen years old. Anyway, most of the alder people who'd been chaperoning drifted away, to look at TV or get some grownup drinks. One of the kids suggested playing post office. Everybody thought that sounded pretty funky, the kind of stuff our parents used to play."

Sue Robin slid her mouth lazily up and down the upper half of Jack's meat-pole, wetting it good with her saliva. She felt dreamy, floating in a cloud that lightly stimulated her body all over like gentle massaging fingers. She smiled, causing her large soft lips to writhe about the pulsing dong. With half her attention she listened to Helen recounting her tale.

"But one of the girls, a little bit older than the rest of us insisted, and she went out first, into a small room, a den or something, where she could lock the door behind her. I don't even remember how the selections were made, like who went first or what. Anyhow, the first boy who came out had a smile on his face that stretched from ear to ear. I noticed that he had a cone of ice cream in his hand. 'Take some ice cream,' he told another boy."

"The second boy went into the den. In a few minutes he came out, and he was smiling even wider than the first. Before long, nearly every boy had gone into the den for his post office trip. And all of them carried an ice cream cone."

An ice-cream cone, Sue Robin thought languidly, mouthing and licking the head of the cock pushing between her lips. It was wetter now, and she leaned down farther on it, letting the head slide along the roof of her mouth and on down into the softening throat passage.

"After a while," Helen continued, her eyes still glued on the cock disappearing into Sue Robin's mouth, "the girl came out, and she was smiling, too. 'Who's next?' she asked me, I was very curious to know what was going on in the den. I knew damn well they weren't just smooching. So I said, 'Me, I'm next.' I went into the den, and the girl followed me in. 'I'd better show you one time,' she grinned. 'I'll bet you've never given head.' I didn't even know what she was talking about."

Sue Robin's mind drifted to the first time she'd done it, way back when she and Buz were just kids. She'd done it nearly all her life, she mused, and it just got better and better. She slid lower on the cock, feeling the pointed head nosing into the constriction of her throat. Jumpin' Jupiter! How long is this damn thing?

"A boy came in and locked the door behind him. The girl unzipped his pants and took his dick out. It was already hard. I think it was the first stiff dick I'd ever seen."

Jack laughed. "Keep it truthful, baby," he said.

"You tell your stories and I'll tell mine," she said tartly. "So the girl took the ice-cream cone from his hand and licked off a big gob of strawberry ice cream. She held it on her tongue and got down on her knees in front of the boy. She took his dick in her hand and laid the gob of ice-cream on the head of his dick with her tongue. He was so hot the stuff started melting right away. And she started licking and sucking."

Automatically, Sue Robin's lips tightened about the cock in her mouth and she sucked lightly, pulling up and down.

"When he started to come, though, she made him take out his handkerchief and catch the load. She didn't take it in her mouth."

The fool, Sue Robin thought, licking lower down the shaft. The blunt head poked harder at her throat constriction as she worked lower.

"Well, the girl and boy went out, and in a little bit another of the boys came in with an ice-cream cone. I was nervous, but it had looked like so much fun I knew I'd try it, no matter what. I unzipped his pants and took out his dick. I began to get the idea that all dicks stayed stiff when boys hit twelve or thirteen. I took some of his ice cream and knelt down and laid it on his dick. It was the funniest feeling, letting that thing slide inside my mouth. It felt like a snake poking around, punching and throbbing. After a while it felt so good I started sucking on it and licking it like a lollipop. I wasn't as experienced as the other girl and I didn't know when he started coming. Anyway, with all that vanilla ice cream in my mouth, his stuff felt and tasted just like the other. In a little while I noticed he was puffing and sort of sagging at the knees, and then I felt his dick getting soft."