"Yeah, a strip-tease would be groovy," Perry said, and Bobby whole-heartedly agreed.
"I don't know how to do a strip-tease."
"Every woman does," said Helen. "Try it. It's fun. And if you put on a little show for us, Bobby and I will put one on for you."
The spectacle of the four of them dancing thus should have been enough of a show, but the more Laura thought about stripping for them, the better she liked the idea. She'd truly be the center of attention then, and she was close enough to being naked already so that the loss of her bra and panties wouldn't matter. And the idea of seeing that big prick being shoved into Helen's cunt was most intriguing.
She extricated herself from the circle and danced her way across the room to where her drink was. The music was good, and she kept moving to the throbbing beat of it while she drank. Clapping and calling out words of encouragement, her companions sat down on the couch to watch her, and she finished off the drink and began to dance.
The liquor had made her movements supple and limber, and her sexual excitement had made them most alluring. It didn't take Laura long to know that Helen had been right, that she did know how to dance in a very sexy way. Both men were staring hungrily at her as she moved, and even Helen had a look of desire for her in her eyes as she sat between the men, a hard cock in each of her hands. The scene on the couch added to Laura's excitement as she did the bumps and grinds.
She took her bra off slowly, unfastening it and letting it dangle loosely over her breasts for a while before letting it slip down her arms. She tossed it to her audience and Bobby didn't even see it coming, so intently was he staring at her bouncing. jiggling breasts.
"Jesus, what a set of tits," he muttered, and Laura responded to the coarse compliment by placing her hands on her hips and shaking them at him. She slid her hands up over her body to them and feigned deepest ecstasy as she squeezed them, and it wasn't hard at all to fake it.
Her hands retraced their paths and she started rolling her panties down over her undulating hips. When a fringe of black hair was showing over the waistband, she turned her back on the couch and bent over, and pulling down the seat, she waggled her bare bottom two feet before Perry's face. He said, "Goddamn, I'm gunna fuck you silly in a couple of minutes."
"Not till she sees us do our little show I hope," said Helen. "And not till she finishes her act. Laura, I wish you could see yourself. Perry, why don't you get the camera?"
She didn't want any pictures taken of her like this, but it was too late to stop her dance. Rolling her panties on down, she felt like a beautiful butterfly emerging from its cocoon. Fully naked, she felt completely free, and she danced with wanton abandon while Perry worked the camera. She ended her dance by opening out the sodden lips of her cunt and advancing at the camera until she bumped the lens with her chit.
She bowed and, panting heavily, said, "Your turn, Helen. And Perry, we're not going into the bedroom till we see Helen and Bobby doing it."
"You want to see them fucking?" he asked, laughing and pulling her down on his lap. "Why don't you say it?"
"Bobby, fuck her!" she said. The word came out very easily. "Fuck her good and hard. Fuck hell out of her!"
"I'm not quite ready for that," Helen said with a smile. "I want to groove on my baby's big cock first."
Laura was more than a little taken aback when Helen bent over Bobby's blond lap and kissed the ripely swollen head of his prick, and she was amazed when she slid her lips down over it and took it in her mouth. The redhead bobbed slowly up and down and murmurs of contentment issued from Helen's throat. As Perry started deeply massaging her tingling breasts, Laura saw that Helen was actually enjoying it. Of course Bobby was too, but he wasn't shooting right away, as Laura had thought a man did when having his cock sucked. He was smiling and sighing and caressing her, and she seemed to be enjoying it more and more.
"You about ready to do that for me?" Perry asked.
"Never," she said. "Give me the camera. I want a picture of this."
She took several, getting up from Perry's lap for different angles from which to sight in on the wickedly beautiful mouth moving on the big, hard cock. Then Perry moved closer to Helen and began caressing her. He reached under her to play with her tits and he stroked her back and kissed it. He got his hand between her legs and she opened them wide, giving Laura a fantastically dirty picture of them on the couch. Helen stopped sucking Bobby's prick and sat up and kissed Perry, and Laura couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. All this time he'd been saying he loved her, and there he was, kissing another woman, and minding not at all that her mouth had just come from another man's cock.
Helen groped behind her and got a handful of Bobby's blond curls, and with these she guided him down to the floor and over to where his mouth was just in front of Perry's moving hand. There, Bobby pushed the hand away and began loudly lapping Helen's cunt. She kept on kissing Perry for a long time before she stopped.
"if Laura wouldn't mind," she said to him, fondling his cock, "I'd sure like to give you what she doesn't. I'd sure like to suck that pretty cock."
Before he could answer, Laura said, "Hey, Bobby. I thought you were going to fuck her for me. She's ready now."
"Yeah!" he said, getting up to his knees and waddling forward with his cock in his hand.
No woman could think about sucking a cock with a thing like that going in her, and Helen was only able to kiss Perry's prick briefly before she straightened up and helped with the insertion. She hooked her heels on the edge of the couch, spreading her legs wide, and Laura found out she was out of film to capture this wonderfully obscene view. But she saw it go in, every bit of it, and she shared in Helen's passionate moanings.
"Oh my God, is that ever good! Bobby, stick it all in. Fuck mamma good, baby! Perry, stand up and let me suck you some more!"
"I think it's about time we went into the bedroom," Laura said, and laughing, she took his hand and pulled him along. There she lay down on the creaky bed and opened herself out all the way. "And you fuck me good, Perry," she said. "Eat me and fuck me and do anything you want with me."
He got up on the bed and came to her on his knees, his prick in his hand. It loomed large over her face as he said, "You ready now to kiss it a little?"
She stared for a moment at that slowly oozing single eye and shook her head. "Not yet. Maybe never. Just fuck me now. Please."
He shook his head in disgust, then climbed over her body, astraddle her waist. He inched forward, squeezing her breasts, and she asked him what he was going to do.
"Fuck you between the tits for a start. You'll dig it."
They were already very sensitized by his hands, and his prick seemed to burn her like a hot iron as he laid it down on her chest and closed them on it. As he worked it back and forth, it felt almost as good as if he'd been fucking her cunt, and she reached down and made it feel better by fingering herself. She even liked the feeling of his balls dragging over her belly as he fucked her tits. She watched each emergence of the florid head from the milky flesh, and it was beautiful. He kept it up till she was coming, and then he stopped.
Laura felt his balls against her prick-heated tits and smelled his male odor as his prick touched her lips. She couldn't see it though, with her eyes shut tight as she rolled and rocked with her orgasm. Lost in a frenzy of lust, she grabbed it and sucked it in her mouth before he could have the pleasure of forcing it on her.
And it was so good. Right away she knew she'd always love to suck his cock, and that perhaps there was a real love between them after all. If they could meet so fully on the sexual front, a fuller relationship might follow. But she couldn't think about that then. She could only enjoy the feeling of his hard, hot cock sliding in and out of her mouth and wonder if his cum would taste good too.