dinner, and thought you might like to join us.'
'Sure,' George said, 'but, let's have another drink first. Okay with you?'
The four of them finished off a pitcher of martinis in less than an hour. Their conversation became friendly and rather animated, and George made things even more romantic by turning on the stereo, giving them a background of soft music, relaxing everyone completely.
Sandra leaned over and whispered something in George's ear and he said, sure, she might as well have a few joints. Everyone was feeling pretty mellow already and there was no reason not to make a real party out of it.
Kit had smoked grass only a few times before, but George was so charming and reassuring that she took the joint immediately and smoked it without hesitation. She was game for anything, and, anyway, it didn't seem like a good idea to begin offending the man who could give her her big break.
Soon the foursome was feeling mellow and happy. The music was getting louder and louder and now they were playing something that would be easy to dance to. George got up and offered his hand to Kit, glad that the girl was being cooperative. She still might fuck things up when it got to the highlight of the evening, but so far, she was being perfect.
Michael reached over and scooped Sandra into his arms, swirling her around the tiny stateroom floor in a rather lousy imitation of Astaire and Ginger Rogers, which ended with everyone giggling hysterically.
'Michael, would you take me to my room for a few minutes?' Sandra asked, totally relaxed and glowing. 'George is too lazy to do me any favors, but I've got some pills in my bag that I think you'd all enjoy.'
Now Kit was alone with George and she began to suspect that something was going on. Still, she was so high and happy from the liquor and grass that it all seemed all right. Yes, she was with a bunch of sophisticated people and it was no time for her to start acting like a jealous child.
George continued to dance with Kit, holding her closer and closer, giving the girl no chance to collect her thoughts. She was a perfectly dazzling creature and it would be a pleasure to fuck her. All he had to do was take his time and play his cards right and she would be his for the asking.
Michael and Sandra would be back in a few minutes, so George swung into action without hesitation. He complimented Kit on what a beautiful creature she was, comparing her with some of the leading ladies he'd hired far some of his other pictures, hinting that it would be a pleasure to work with Kit, 'if things worked out'.
'Oh, I'm sure they will,' Kit said, immediately sizing up the situation, 'if you'll just give me a chance to show you what I can do…'
His lips found hers, they were moist and welcomingly parted. He felt
her tongue gliding effortlessly through his lips, prying, opening, until it found his tongue. Quick, darting movements, thrusts of tongue against tongue, heightened the growing passion in their bodies.
She could not deny that she was attracted to him. He was tall and handsome, and, because he was a little older, there was a suaveness and sophistication about him that excited her. She wanted to fuck him.
She allowed herself to be steered to the bed and, before she knew what was happening, she was naked, stripped to the skin. She closed her eyes and let George take her, forgetting completely about Michael and Sandra. George got out of his clothes quickly and smoothly and then pulled the curtains on the portholes closed, leaving the room bathed in only dusky light. He turned to look at her on the bed.
She was going to be a terrific piece of ass, he told himself, small and delicate, but with a big set of tits and an ass that seemed almost too large for her body.
Kit's head was swimming from all the booze and pot. But, she thought, she would come around all right in just a few minutes, when she felt his big cock sink into her seething cunt.
George went directly to work kissing the girl on her full red lips and working his hands down to her luscious tits. She responded immediately, reaching out for his prick, turned on as if she had taken an aphrodisiac. She wanted to be fucked. She wanted to feel his mammoth prick rammed up inside her cunt
splitting her in two.
At that moment, Michael and Sandra sneaked back into the room. They quickly shed their clothes, and, ignoring the other two for the moment, locked into a passionate embrace of their own. Michael was all over Sandra's luscious body, nabbing his rock-hard cock against her tits, rubbing her crotch with the heel of his hand, smothering her parted lips with devouring kisses.
Kit caught their movement out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly realized that she was taking part in her first orgy. It bothered her for a few seconds, but then she could concentrate on nothing but her new lover, who refused to give her a minute in which to catch her thoughts. The man was turning her on too intensely for that.
He had his enormous cock right against her pussy now and was forcing his way into her cunt-hole slowly, but inexorably. She looked over and saw the other couple writhing against each other. Sandra was down on her knees on the floor, blowing Michael's magnificent prick. He had his fingers twined in her hair and was pulling her tightly into him, ramming her hollowed mouth with his tool. The sight made her wild with desire and she closed her eyes and bucked up against George's invading prick.
He was inside her completely now, his big prick pulsating wildly. She closed her eyes and gave in to him completely. She had been tricked into the whole scene, but she was definitely enjoying it and having the time of her life with her lover's friend.
Michael moaned as Sandra's tongue laved up and down the length of his throbbing cock. She knew just what to do to drive a man out of his mind with desire. It would be a pleasure to fill that clinging mouth with cum.
Now Sandra was flicking her tongue back and forth across the tip of his cock, turning him on even more. He looked over at George fucking the daylights out of Kit, and smiled as he realized that, before long, he would have the pleasure of reaming both these beautiful girls at the same time.
As for George, he was discovering and respecting his friend's good taste. Kit had been a little uptight at first, but now that his cock was sunk deep in her quivering pussy, the girl was really delivering, moving with him, grinding her ass into the mattress, almost ready to have her first orgasm.
He sank his prick all the way into her yielding pussy, enjoying the girl's confusion to the limit. She might be a little immature, but she was really fantastic in bed. In some ways she was, even more passionate than Sandra, certainly a lot easier to dominate in bed.
He began to massage her thrusting, pink-tipped tits again, not letting her relax for a minute. He was a little afraid that she might rebel if she were given a chance to think about things. He would have to use all his resources, keep her too busy to think, a thing that would be a pleasure to accomplish. Little did he know just how eagerly Kit was taking to this wild, new experience. She was lost completely, utterly, in tile throes of sexual ecstasy.
Sandra moaned as she sucked greedily on Michael's cock. They had been lovers many times over the past two yew, and she loved blowing him more than anything. He relaxed to the sudden, surrounding warmth and the darting, pleasure-giving tongue.
The skin on his prick tightened. He opened his legs, pointing his dick forward, his hands placed on her head. Then he leaned over her, caressed her hair, her neck, her arms. He ran his fingers along the smooth bare back.
Sandra was proud of her talents as a cock-sucker and wanted Michael to be fully aware of them. She opened her throat wide, looking at the full length of his prick.
Then she bent her head forward and, inch by agonizing inch, his cock disappeared down into her straining throat. Soon she had managed to turn the trick, digging her teeth into the base of his tool and brushing his wiry pubic hair with her sensual lips. No man could resist that, she knew, and Michael was no exception.
She kept his prick buried in her throat for a few seconds and then let it slide halfway out again, this time covered with a fine film of her warm saliva. He was almost ready to come, but there were other tricks she knew that she had not yet had a chance to perform.
She let his hard cock slide completely out of her mouth and went to work directly on his hairy, pendulous balls. The vulnerable globes shrank away from her tongue at first, but then she opened her mouth wide and took them in without hesitation, knowing that it would turn Michael on all the more.
On the bed, Kit was practically creaming in George's arms now, whispering in his ear, telling him how close she was to orgasm. He had done a good job of fucking her and now the girl was about to prove it in no uncertain terms.
She moaned once more and then finally rocked through her orgasm, quivering wildly beneath him, no longer able to control herself. The girl was super passionate, George thought, and it was no wonder that she wanted to
