Sheryl laughed and shook her boobs. They bounced enticingly.
Steve led the others down the hail. Soon they went up some stairs to the same little room where Tami and Joe had first fucked. The bearskin rug was still there, a little less fluffy than it was when they had put it to good use. The three of them sat down on it and opened another bottle of wine.
Downstairs, Sheryl entered the room quietly. She unbuttoned her blouse down to her navel, took a long drink from the bottle she carried, and confidently strode up to Louie.
Reaching the couch, she kneeled behind it so Louie wouldn't be aware of her presence. He was so wrapped up in the movie that he wouldn't have noticed much of anything else. Sheryl planted a juicy kiss on the back of his neck. In his state of excitement it didn't seem out of the ordinary to him to feel hot, wet lips on the back of his neck. Suddenly it registered in his brain.
'What the fuck.'
He spun around.
'Shhhhhhhhh, it's O.K., baby.'
Sheryl calmly stood up to reveal her gorgeous boobs peeking out from the opening in her shirt.
'I'm here with a few friends. We come here sometimes to, you know, have a good time.'
She nodded to the movie screen.
'I can tell you know what I mean.'
She nodded invitingly. Louie offered no argument. He was fairly drunk and the sight of a living babe looking as if she had stepped right out of the skin flick had silenced him into appreciation.
Sheryl sat down beside him. He looked to be about 4Oish, very tan, starting to grey a little around the temples. Louis was a man who had spent most of his life doing muscular work and had the physique to prove if.
'Ya know, somebody mentioned ‘Louie the Caretaker' and I imagined that you'd be some kind of jerk or something.'
'How'd you find out about this place?'
'You'd be surprised.'
Sheryl offered him the bottle.
'You know the Purdys?'
'Sure, Mr. Purdy owns The Grove.'
'Well, his nephew Steve is in on things.' Before he could think too hard, Sheryl slid her hand over on his prick. It was average in size, but it looked quite powerful when it was erect, as it was now.
Louie's eyes hovered hungrily over the girl's voluptuous body. She gazed at the screen, starting to get warmed up from the wine.
In the movie a man was shoving his stiff rod slowly up the small asshole of a girl. At the same time she was eating out another babe. The writhing blonde chick wore a black lace cutout bra that made her wiggly titties stick straight out and seem even bigger than they were. She shook from side to side and rocked her hot thighs back and forth as he slurped and sucked her out. His long tongue flicked like a snake into the deep wet hole of her pussy.
Sheryl's blood always began to boil when she saw or was involved in group sex. All those tits and cocks everywhere you touched were enough to get her so excited that it would take her hours to cool down. Just watching this movie got her quivering. She looked over at Louie, then began to stroke his prick. The idea of an older man excited her immensely. He had been balling for years and maybe he could teach her a few things she didn't know.
'Louie, baby… '
She rubbed his prick harder as she moved closer. On the screen two adolescent girls had entered the group and were masturbating while the others watched.
Louie stretched out on the couch, his cock about to burst because he had been almost ready to jerk off when Sheryl had surprised him, and in the interval more semen was collecting inside his organ.
Sheryl expertly massaged his dick, first with her long fingers, then with her mouth.
She went down on him, gulping as his prick tickled the back of her throat. She thrust it in and out of her orifice as though it were her vagina and she were guiding his fuck with her hands.
Sliding into another position to get a view of the movie, Louie arched his tight buttocks slightly so Sheryl could suck him especially hard. He had the skin flick in front of him, a bottle of wine beside him, and a sexy broad on top of him who was about to give him a great blow job. What more could a man want? He vaguely pondered this thought but soon lost all ability to think rationally as Sheryl's sucking and teasing started to bring him off.
'Baby, let me suck those juicy tits!!!!'
Sheryl leaned forward so he could reach those fantastic melons. He sucked and molded them, squeezing them until they were red.
'Hey, baby, easy now…'
Sheryl moved back.
'Mister, I'm gonna make you come so hard…'
Her head was bent down so he could only see her mass of frosted hair furiously shaking up and down as she blew him. In his drunken ecstasy, Louie could see that the same thing was going on in the porno movie in front of him. A luscious babe was sucking a guy's cock and both of them were rolling and tumbling around on a giant round bed.
'Suck it, baby ohhhhhhhh… it's yours… He jolted back and stiffened up as he was about to come. Sheryl kept with him, busily pumping and drawing the juice closer to the entrance of his bulging prick.
One, two more strong sucks and the thick semen began to spurt out. Sheryl's mouth closed tightly around the head, tasting every precious drop of the hot CUM. She had never tasted it before from an older man and somehow it seemed mellower, more flavorful, like some special wines.
Louie lay back, breathing heavily, moaning in satisfaction. Her young blood had made him shoot it harder than he had in the last five or ten years. He felt rejuvenated. Sheryl French kissed him insistently, giving him a little sample of his own cum. He licked his lips and swallowed his semen, thinking it would taste even better washed down with wine. He reached for the bottle and took a drink.
'Honey, you sure know how to blow a guy!'
He passed her the bottle. Sheryl was pleased that an older, more experienced man had liked her sex. But where was everybody else?
Chapter 4
… Upstairs, in the bedroom, that's where. Tami took another drink from the bottle and passed it to Steve. She eyed the sinewy muscles of his upper arm as he received the liquor.
'Thanks, ‘Tam,' he said, lounging back comfortably against an overstuffed pillow that was lying on the floor.
'If I keep this up, I won't be able to control myself much longer…'
'Neither will I!' added Joe.
Things around him were beginning to appear warmly fuzzy as the alcohol reached his brain.
He glanced at Tami. In the soft-focus gaze of drunkenness, the girl's bulging titty-globes looked incredibly luscious.
Joe felt the warmth start to develop into a full-fledged heat. He noticed how Tami's pointy nipples pushed through the fabric of her blouse, just as Leo Bloom had been excited by the same sight when he had seen her in the supermarket wearing her red smock.
'They must be having a good time downstairs…'
Tami laughed, thinking of Sheryl's interest in turning Louie on to her tasty body.
'In the meantime,' she said, 'How can I pass up two studs like you when you're right here, in the same room?'
While Tami spoke these words, Joe regarded Tami's well-proportioned body more closely. As he did so, his
