So he took off his things and she disappeared in the steam with them. The only problem now was that he only had on a cotton tee shirt since he had left his orderly jacket up in the examination room because he had been too flustered by Carol Hooks. The tee shirt didn't come down very far and his red pubic hair was simply not enough to cover his cock. Even in the dense steam it could be seen plainly. As he wandered around, the girls stopped whatever they were doing and stared at him, and some even whistled. Every once in a while, a hand would dart out of the mist and yank on his pecker. Or else someone would run a finger between his legs from the rear. And once, a girl, light brown as a pay envelope, stood in front of him and dropped her panties to her knees, showing him the black patch at the top of her thighs. And with all the mostly black girls around him, and all the lewd remarks they made, and the feelings and rubbings they were giving him, his cock began to stand out away from his body. He thought that he had better stop wandering around in the mist or else he might walk into something and hurt himself.
He found a modest-sized room piled high with soiled linen. He didn't think at all about the hygienic problem; he was only glad that he had found a soft place to rest. He had crawled well up on the pile before he saw Ram and the girl through the mist. Even through the mist their bodies were clearly visible, since they were lying on a bed of white. The place was too small for them not to see him and the girl squealed first when she saw him. Ram just rolled his eyes over in their sockets toward him and grunted a greeting of neither surprise not alarm. He was on his back and he had a magnificent hard-on. His black cock was standing straight up and the girl had a small brown hand around it at the base. She was sitting between his legs and facing him, and the gigantic cockhead she held was glistening in the light; it was covered with spit. Obviously, she had been blowing him. After looking lazily over at Blazer, Ram returned his eyes to the girl.
"Shit, baby, go on," he told her. "You've seen that mother before." And the girl obediently lowered her head again to the big black cock. Blazer watched her intently. He knew that she was one of the smallest girls who worked down there in the laundry. She had a small sexy body with an ass that seemed designed for a much larger girl. But she carried it well and she looked neither vulgar nor wanton. It was a supple ass, which really came to life when she walked. Blazer had followed her around one day watching her ass work in the white panties she had on. He had told her that he intended to put his tongue between those beautiful cheeks, but that was as far as it had gotten. Now, he watched her sucking on Ram's cock. Her small mouth was stretched open wide, and she had most of her black man's cockhead inside of her. Blazer could see from her throat movements that her tongue was lapping at it. Unlike most cocksuckers she didn't bow her head up and down, but, instead, depended on her lips and tongue to thrill with. Blazer liked that, he knew that she must be giving maximum friction right at the glands at all times in contrast with the more common up and down method which allowed the cockhead to lose contact with either lips or cheeks and to merely just float in the moist cavern of the mouth.
He lay on his stomach and watched the girl work out, and his own cock forced its way into the sheet beneath him. Ram, who seemed to have been enjoying himself, suddenly sat up, pulling his dick out of the girl's mouth. It came out with a loud "plop" and she, with her eyes still closed, began to reach frantically for it.
"Nah, baby," said Ram. "I want some of that ass today." She sat back and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and then picked a hair from her lips. She glanced over at Blazer but she said nothing to him. But to Ram she said, "I want to see the stage show tomorrow night. Will you take me?"
"You give me that ass, baby, and I'll take you anywhere you want," replied Ram urgently.
"You lying, Ram," she retorted, "I know you."
"No shit, babe, I'll do it, honest."
She looked over at Blazer as she replied to Ram. "I don't believe you, but I need a good fucking anyway."
Ram scampered around. He began to pile up a big mound of sheets. He worked hurriedly with his big cock sticking out and sometimes getting in his way.
While he was piling the sheets, Blazer crawled over to the girl who was kneeling in the same fashion as one does at an altar, and he tongued one cheek of her backside. She said nothing, nor did she turn around to see who it was, she already knew. Still on his stomach, Blazer raised himself higher and kissed the dimpled spot at the base of her spine. Now she leaned forward with her hands sinking up to their wrists in the soiled sheets, and Blazer buried his whole face into her hot behind. He had trouble reaching the bottom of her trench but he was well on the way when he heard Ram say, "Goddammit, Blaze, quit eatin' up my fuckins. I don't want to get my dick dirty fucking around in your spit." And Ram pulled the girl away from Blazer and laid her, stomach down, in the pile of sheets he had made. Then he crawled around behind her and gazed at the delightful hill of flesh before him. She was a smooth brown, much lighter than the man who was about to bung her, and Blazer could see that she had, just where her thigh met her right ass cheek, a birthmark. It was a red rash and it looked like a small universe exploding and swirling in the infinite space which made up her beautiful body. Now Ram rubbed his cock over her skin, he was like a connoisseur tasting the food, loath to swallow it, for then it would be destroyed, and yet knowing that he must eat, that he must make this delicious morsel a part of himself. Ram's dick had lost some of its tension since she had stopped sucking it, and it bent a little as he caressed her ass with it. He began rubbing it harder against her skin and into the separation that parted her cheeks.
"Goddam," exploded Ram, "Her ass is as hot as a motherfucker!" And Blazer could see the black cock stiffening out. Blazer also wondered what they would use for lubrication because the girl was small and Ram's cock rather large. Blazer was about to offer to go and find some Vaseline from the medical chest when he saw Ram's dick glowing as if it had already been greased. And indeed it had, for by rubbing his cock through the furrow of the girl's ass, he had coated his cock with the oils from her skin much as the pipe smoker shines his pipe by rubbing it along the side of his nose. Then Ram grasped the child by the bottom part of her cheeks and spread them open. He placed his cockhead well between them and removed his hands. Blazer could see that close to half of the long dick had gone from sight.
"Oh shit, keep still now, bitch," gritted Ram as he took the base of his cock between his fingers, "Let me find yo' hole and then you can shake it all you want to." Already the girl was moaning, "Come on, man, come on! Too high, baby, too high!" Blazer could see what an effort it was for her to keep from waving her big ass around, but she did keep still after arching herself up off the pile of sheets. Suddenly she grunted, "That's it, baby, wow!"
And Ram cried, "Hot damn, bitch. You're tearing the skin off my cock. Oh shit! What a nut cracker!"
She was moving her ass around like a hula dancer. Ram was becoming incoherent. He babbled and slobbered but he managed to walk on his knees behind the girl in order to keep his big dong stuffed into her big hot ass. But after a while they got winded. As they rested, Blazer could see no more of Ram's dick because it was all in the girl's ass. Ram had fallen forward over the girl's back, and they both rested on the big pile of sheets. But Blazer could see that, even though they were not moving around very much, something was happening between them. He could see the girl's haunches moving, and then he realized that she was rhythmically squeezing her ass muscles around Ram's cock. And even as he watched, he saw Ram, who was sprawled out over the girl's back, had buried his lips into the back of her neck and was gently sucking and biting her nape. She had her face buried in the sheet and Blazer wondered how was she able to breathe. But suddenly she raised her head up just like a swimmer coming up for air. She had tears coming out of her eyes and her lower hp carried the indentation of her upper teeth, and she screamed, "Ah, fuck it, baby. Go, go, go!" And Ram withdrew his cock and jammed it home again, but he seemed too weak to move vigorously. Then the girl began clawing at the sheets under her. She pulled them all away so she could have room to move, and when she was through, she was on her knees and her stomach was free to move.