"Stroke it!" Tommy ordered, beginning to move her hips back and forth, forcing her wide ass to accept again and again his priceless prick.
Gloriously, thinking of nothing but the two dicks in her, she squirmed and twisted to please both, wanting them to shoot their spunk into her at the same time, wanting the hot cum to sear her throat and bowels with scalding jism as the orgasm wrenching itself through her clamoring clitoris developed with cruel slowness, forcing her to chase it and make it happen, to follow the burning dictates of her screaming womanhood as she danced her ass again and again, and then again on his lunging tool, spearing herself with maddening full strokes that pounded into her frantic bowels with pile-driving regularity.
Bobby wrapped his fingers in her hair in preparation for the teasing orgasm throbbing close in his balls. "Make me come!" he shouted, raising his hips and cramming more of his cock into her churning mouth.
Tommy slammed his rock-hard cock into her open ass with punishing tip to base strokes, crashing his pelvis against her soft spread cheeks only to smash into her wildly again and again, wrenching himself to bring his chilling orgasm to completion far in the hot linings of her squirming ass.
"Make me come!" Bobby shouted again, his orgasm seizing him in flaming gloves of delight as he strained to shoot off in her soft sliding mouth.
"Make us both come!" Tommy yelled hoarsely, feeling the exploding arrows of exquisite orgasm engulf him as he raged in her creamy white ass.
Strange noises escaped her as she gave herself up to the rockets of orgasm. She grunted and groaned helplessly between them, being impaled royally from both ends as wave after wave of blinding spasms gripped her at the pinnacle of a tidal flood of shrieking passion, flaming her sodden cunt with fairy-tale bliss as she gulped down load after sweet load of exotic hot cum with her crazed sucking mouth and accepted wad after scalding wad in her tight belly from the mighty tool in her fevered ass. Bells rang incessantly in her ears as the swirling explosion of orgasm screamed through her body with infinite magnitude, sending showers of brilliant sparks cascading before her tightly shut eyes in a kaleidoscope of unending pin-wheels of orgasmic colors.
CHAPTER SIX
"Jesus," she said, entering the bedroom with a warm washcloth and kneeling between Tommy's knees. "You two are fantastic!"
"We know," Bobby said smugly, watching as she thoroughly cleaned Tommy's long tool. "All our girls say that."
Tommy waited until she had finished, then moved to the head of the bed and relaxed back against the pillows next to Bobby. He felt good about their conquest of Paulette, glad they had revived their friendship by sharing her the way they had shared so many others. He smiled fondly and asked, "Do you remember Judy Connors?"
"Wow!" Bobby gushed. "I haven't thought of her in years."
"Who's Judy Connors?" Paulette asked, sitting at the foot of the bed.
"Don't sit way down there," Bobby said, patting the covers. "Get up here."
"Judy Who?" she asked again, snuggling warmly between them and leaning back against the pillows.
They smiled knowingly at each other before Bobby explained. "Judy was a girl very much like you, Paulette. She didn't want to fuck until Tommy put his horse cock to her."
"Yeah," Tommy added, easing her small hand to his limp cock and wrapping her fingers around the thick shaft. "She was a good old girl after that."
Not to be outdone, Bobby took her other hand and laid it on his cock, saying, "She gave the best head in school."
"Will someone tell me the whole story?" she asked, beginning to stroke their cocks in unison, enjoying her free and easy feeling with the two men, matching their devil-may-care attitudes with one of her own, refusing to play the blushing bride when both of them knew her so well. "Did both of you ball her?" she asked curiously.
"Us and the whole fraternity house!"
"She couldn't get enough!" Tommy added.
"Oh, now I have to know all about her!" Paulette gushed, looking expectantly back and forth between them. "Tell me all about it," she coaxed, fondling their two huge cocks with her delicate fingers.
Bobby smiled slyly. "What will you give us if we tell you?" he asked slowly.
Her eyebrows shot up playfully, then, being cute, she pursed her lips and looked thoughtfully up at the ceiling, pretending she was thinking as she enjoyed the game they were playing. "Let me see… " she said after a moment, glancing down at Bobby's cock. "I could be talked into giving you some good head for that valuable story."
"Nah," Bobby refused. "I already had some of your, head and I am going to get some more for nothing."
"Oh? Who said I was going to give you more head?" she teased.
"If you refused I would tie you up like Judy Connors."
Her eyes went wide. "You tied her up!"
"I'm not going to tell you until you offer something better than head for this priceless information."
"What about me?" Tommy asked. "I want something too!"
"Aw, what it is my baby wants?" she cooed.
He thought a moment. "I don't know just yet," he said slyly, lacing his fingers behind his head bringing his eyes to her firm tits. "But I'm thinking on it."
"It would have to be something special," Bobby insisted.
"Something that would turn on all three of us," Tommy added. "And I want to drink some good whiskey because I don't have to be to work until one o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I want to play all night!" He slipped his arm around her and said, "Ya know Bobby, we should have Paulette put on a little show for us."
"Good idea!" Bobby gushed, slapping his knee with approval. "And since I am your boss, my dear," he told her with a huge grin, "I am going to give you tomorrow off. How does that sound?"
"What kind of show?" she asked cautiously.
Tommy snapped his fingers. "I got it! Let's have her do what we had Judy Connors do!"
"Great idea!" Bobby boomed. "Fantastic!"
Paulette pulled her hand from their rigid cocks and sat warily between them, staring wide-eyed from one to the other, scared and wondering what she would have to do.
"Don't worry," Bobby soothed. "We wouldn't ask you to do anything you haven't done a hundred times before. All you have to do is suck a dick. That's all."
Her small smile broadened and her eyes danced happily. "That, dear sir, I am more than willing to do!" she laughed. "Just tell me which one and I will give you the best blow-job you have ever had!" she promised, smiling eagerly at them. Then thinking of her hot mouth wrapped around a long cock for a brief second, she added hopefully, "Just tell me which one-or if you want I will blow both of you at once!"
"Just one," Bobby grinned, then added slowly, "But not one of ours."
"What?" she asked, suddenly serious. "What do you mean?"
"It would be fun to watch you do your thing with someone new," Tommy said. "I'd like to see you blow a perfect stranger."
"What?" she asked, thinking they were kidding. "Who?"
"What we do," Bobby explained, "is to test you to see if you really do give good head."
"How-I mean-what?" she stammered.
"Relax," Bobby told her. "We would be watching so nothing funny happens. Besides, you would be doing something extra-special for us, not to mention the free bottle of booze."
"What booze? What are you two talking about?"
"Judy took care of every delivery boy in Pasadena," Tommy said easily.
"What booze? What delivery boy?!" she gushed in exasperation. "Will you two tell me what you are up to?!"
Bobby playfully ignored her question and asked Tommy, "What kind of booze should we get?"