But the girl was beyond vocal appreciation. She merely dropped to her knees, ignoring Blazer's fingers, and began to rub Ram's big, purple-black cockhead against her forehead, closed eyelids, nose, cheeks, chin, and finally, parted lips. By this time Blazer too was on his knees behind the girl; he introduced his dick between the upturned soles of her feet between which suspended her dripping cunt, and when she felt his probing she made things a little easier for him by rising up a little, but never unmouthing Ram's sugar cane. The position was uncomfortable, but Blazer managed to get a portion of his cock into the girl's hot cunt, and he fucked her while she mouthed Ram's tool. Presently, Blazer felt a pair of cool hands on his shoulders. He looked around and saw the woman, naked, standing behind him watching the girl feasting, and when he turned to look up at the woman she bent down and placed her lips on his and buried her small, lively hot tongue into his mouth. She explored him from wisdom to incisors and by her sucking invited him to do the same to her. And so he did, and with his cock surrounded by warm moist young pussy. The kiss broke and the woman dropped to her knees beside the girl, and with her nose only inches away from the girl's mouth, and the black cock that was engorging it, she watched with sparkling eyes the girl enjoying her nigger steak. And then, without warning, she grabbed the girl by her hair and pulled her violently away from the cock. There was a loud sound when cock and mouth parted. The girl's face was turned toward the ceiling by the woman's grip, and the black, saliva-covered cockhead stretched there alone in space. The girl's body came back with her head driving her pussy down on Blazer's dick more, and her upturned face and lips were met by those of the fat older man, the woman's husband, and his tongue replaced Ram's cock.
Meanwhile, the older woman took the abandoned black cock into her own mouth and worked more expertly than the girl had and made Ram moan almost immediately. This was proof that she was no virgin at sucking cock, and that she dearly loved the one she had in her mouth at the time. Somehow Blazer found his head against the older man's fat stomach, and the little, stubby, hard Cock was rubbing rhythmically against the nape of his neck. The girl's tits came to mind, and he reached for them, but he could only use one hand without falling over backwards. The whole main disadvantage to his own position was that he needed to suck on something, but there was nothing he could reach, even the woman's breasts were too low for him to get to, and so, instinctively, without thinking, he took the little stubby stick of the man's into his mouth and prayed he wasn't turning queer. But he gave it a good sucking. Too good: the man started coming right away. Blazer's own cock swelled. The man shot a load into Blazer's mouth which ran down Blazer's cheek and chin and onto the floor. And Blazer's own cock flooded the girl, and she screamed and came too.
The man removed his limp dick from Blazer's mouth. The girl fell over to one side, exhausted. Blazer knelt there spitting on the floor trying not to remember what he had just done. That left the woman Ram with their juices intact. Now the woman had Ram all to herself and she moaned happily as she managed to stuff more of his hefty dong into her mouth. It was rather like a sparrow eating an anaconda. But she held the black cockhead in her mouth and lashed the underside of it with her tongue, and while one hand jerked and pulled at the massive shaft the other tickled and scratched at the hairy sacs between his legs. Ram, for his part, managed to completely destroy the expensive hair style of the woman by rubbing and twisting his hands over her scalp in the throes of his ecstasy. And then with her hair a hydra-like mass, and her make-up, especially her lipstick, gone or smeared, the woman stood up and she lightly kissed Ram on the lips and taking him by the cock, she pulled-led him over to her husband who was sitting on the floor with his back against the desk. She and Ram both towered over the exhausted man and he looked up at them with the wariness of a recalcitrant prisoner beholding a guard with a rubber hose in his hand standing over him. And, indeed, the woman did have a hose, but it wasn't rubber.
"Oh, how lucky you are, my dear," the woman said, "How many men have ever had the thrill of touching the cock that was about to fuck their own wives. But what I have in mind is a little contest. In three minutes Ram and I will screw, that is, if he is able to. What I am saying, darling, is that if you manage to somehow make him lose this magnificent hard-on, he and I shant be able to do anything. Will we? So, it's a contest between you and Ram. Ram, if you stay hard, you get my pussy; husband, if you make him shoot within three minutes you won't have to suffer the anguish of seeing your wife of twenty-five years sliding deliriously up and down this beautiful black pole."
She let go of Ram's prick and stepped aside, and with a flourish, said, "Let the contest begin."
The girl recovered from her exhaustion and she crawled over to Blazer and they both sat on the carpeted rug and propped themselves against the wall, and her hand fell casually between his legs while they watched the game which the woman laughingly suggested they call "Cock and Mouth."
At first, the fat old man sat on the floor gazing reproachfully at the soot-covered sinew dangling so insistently there in front of his nose. And the woman finally said, "Dear, are you trying to hypnotize it? Or has it charmed you? It won't disappear, darling, and I assure you it isn't an illusion. Touch it and see." And as if on command the man reached out and felt the gigantic cock. He snatched his hand back quickly.
"It's hot," he said.
"Oh yes, wonderfully so," she sighed.
He reached out again, and this time his caress was longer. The woman was down on her knees beside him, her face close to his, but he didn't look at her-his eyes stayed steadily on the object he was holding. She shouted in his face, her saliva sprayed his face when she talked.
"It's yours," she shouted, "It's all yours! Go on, take it. If you make him come I will miss a good fucking, but it might be worth it to see you suck his juices out. Go on!" She put her hand behind her husband's head and pressed gently forward and chanted, "Suck it. Suck it. Suck it." The cock and mouth met, and her eyes were only inches away and she saw her husband's lips part and take in the big juicy dick. As her husband's lips worked, so did hers; she sucked her phantom dick when he sucked the real one, she bit when he bit, and when he tongued so did she. And Ram had them both by the back of their heads. His eyes were closed and it's doubtful whether he actually knew which one of the two had encased him.
Suddenly, the husband stopped his ministrations and pushed Ram away and the wife was startled out of her ecstasy. She sat, or was pushed, down on the floor. The husband got up and with a measured appraisal of Ram's spit-covered cock, he turned and flopped over the desk top, leaving his fat backside up in the air. Then he pushed back and after a few preliminary wriggles, he had Ram's fat, wet cockhead where he wanted it and then he shoved back so violently that it would have knocked Ram down except that now the man had a grip on Ram so tight that the black orderly couldn't fall down if he wanted to. The friction was terrific and Ram felt his balls begin to churn. He began to fuck the man's ass. But the woman leaped up from the floor and screamed foul. And then she insisted that the time was up, that three minutes had passed, but still Ram remained locked in the man's asshole. The man humped and twisted his big buttocks, pulling Ram in deeper and deeper, and where the temperature was going from warm to hot, and where there was more moisture. The woman was frantic now, she screamed and tried to pull the men apart, but they continued to fuck. Blazer felt sorry for her and he wanted to help but now the girl was sitting athwart him and had his re-stiffened cock between her white thighs and was plucking at the head with first one hand, then the other. Now the woman was running around the two men in a circle. She was like a mother ground bird chased out of her nest by a snake who was now eating the eggs. She found herself behind the desk near her husband's head. She grabbed him by the hair and pulled, but they still fucked. She began banging his head against the desk, but he didn't seem to mind, for he felt Ram crawling into him inch by inch, getting closer and closer to that sensitive spot. And then the woman, out of a unique mixture of desperation and malice, picked up a glass paperweight and cuffed her husband beside his head and the man collapsed out cold on the desk.