'Like wow!' Karyn breathed. 'But you-fuck better!'
'You just haven't had any for a while, sweetie,' Mari giggled. 'Let's clean up a little and go for seconds, huh?'
'Right on!' Karyn breathed. 'Sometimes number two is better, even.'
They both laughed.
Chapter 5
'Oh, this is neat!' Karyn exclaimed, gazing around the interior of Don Strong's beach house.
'Not bad,' Mari smiled, feeling Don's left arm tighten on her waist.
It was ten o'clock in the evening. The girls had been interrupted in their cozy pussy party by a call from Don, who wanted to take Mari (or Tamra, as he had thought earlier) to a new, seaside hot spot south of 'Frisco for some beach and fun games.
She had said she would go if Karyn could come along, and he had seemed delighted. Apparently he had not been in Karyn's panties. Tamra had wanted the lush, young brunette all to herself, but Mari did not feel that possessive. He had asked the girls to wear bikinis and whatever else they liked. The new joint was right near the Pacific.
Right off the bat, Mari had revealed her identity. She liked Don well enough, and he was obviously nattered as hell to be dating two chicks, especially when he had not soaked his prick in either one, of them. The girls had decided to wear light mini-wrappers over their bikinis. They had enjoyed the beach-casual atmosphere of The Skipper and dancing with Don.
He was sandy-haired, slender and quite handsome. His parents owned some big vineyards down south in the wine country; lie did not do one lick of work, although he was considered a terrific tennis player in the 'Frisco area. He was as smooth as hell, with a good-sized lump in his swim trunks. He had leased the beach house for the summer, and it was indeed a fine, luxurious chick-trap.
It had a well-stocked bar, plenty of deep sofas, a dance area at one end of the big living room. And naturally he drove a Mercedes; it was the 'in' sports car that season. With three martinis bubbling in her veins, Mari felt deliriously ready for some sex action. She had spent far too much time in Reno trying to go straight with Steve. This was more like living!
If Don can't do a good job on us, we can go home to the apartment and fuck all night, Mari thought. That threesome with Johnnie and my sister gave me some sharp ideas! Real cock should be better than Tamra's dildo.
'Well, why don't you two dance?' Karyn smiled, wiggling over to a tape deck near the bar. 'And I'll mix some drinks.' The red shift-affair she wore reached-just below her crotch; it gave the appearance that she wore nothing else. The top was open enough to show the upper bulges of her big, luscious tits. Mari's own outfit, borrowed from her sister's wardrobe, was black and just as provocative. Both had put on high-heeled, black sandals-very mod.
Don grinned and removed his sport shirt, kicked off his loafers-naked now except for his trunks. The bulge inside them looked bigger than before.
Mari glanced at his cock lump again and unzipped her shorty shift, letting it drift to the floor. In the black, lace-trimmed bikini she knew she looked sexy, she felt sexy; she was ready for fun. Arid lots of it!
'Yeahhhhh!' Don' chuckled, his grey eyes feasting on her bod. 'You look better than either one of those go-go dancers.'
During an intermission at The Skipper, two shapely girls, one colored, the other white, had wiggled their asses and practically fucked each other on the well-lighted stage. The bold performance to rapid music had put a sweet, ginny ache in Mari's cunt, and Karyn had obviously enjoyed it, too. Then more close-in dancing with Don had primed her pistol good.
'Boy, that was some show!' Karyn giggled, starting the music. She swayed over beside Mari and unbuttoned her red shift, revealing her lush young figure in the red mini-bikini. The thin, stretched halter clearly limned her excited nipples; she looked as turned-on as Mari felt.
'It sure heated my pussy,' Mari giggled. 'But why don't the operators have a male strip once in a while?'
'I'll take you-chicks downtown one of these nights,' Don smiled. 'You can see anything you want to.'
'Terrific!' Karyn giggled. 'Why don't you show us what you've got, stud?'
'Sure, if you girls will give it a few sucks,' he said, reaching for the band of his trunks.
'Over and under and all around, honey!' Karyn gurgled. She placed her arms behind her head, arched her big, bulging tits forward and twitched her ass. 'If you promise to give us a good fuck apiece!'
He laughed. 'That's on the program.' In one swift move, he brought the trunks down from his hips, exposing his prick. The vision of his swelling cock, his hairy nuts, the circumcised knob already leaking clear wetness, then a draft of male aroma from his crotch, whirled Mari's senses. It was a good seven inches long and beautifully thick!
'Ohhhh, heavy!' Karyn breathed, staring avidly.
Mari suddenly realized that she had never practiced enough fellatio to consider herself adequate! Steve had never encouraged it. Only a few guys she had dated before meeting him had let her take more than a few kisses. Most men were too eager to ram the prick home and industriously fuck to a climax.
The first few months of her marriage. Steve had been rather good, able to get his gun off three blasts in a row, and a few times she had almost banged her fun with him. But afterward it was the same old show, waiting till he went to sleep, then going to the bathroom and having her goodies on her hand.
Well, shit on that anymore! If she couldn't come with Don, she knew she could make it good with Karyn, later. She was starting to realize that all those years of having cunt rubs with Tamra had not prepared her for enjoying prick the way she should! And good, stiff cock on a handsome man was still fascinating. She was not that much of a lesbian.
'Oh, let me play my tits on it!' Karyn gurgled, reaching for the fastener on her halter.
Don grinned, kicked the trunks away and moved to a bar stool, sitting down facing the girls. He was real cool about it, the confident bastard; he had been around. But then, who the hell wanted an amateur cocksman?
'Okay, get me up good and big, girls,' he chuckled, arching his crotch forward, leaning with his back against the Up of the padded bar edge. Karyn looked at Mari, since he was supposed to be Man's date, but she smiled and loosened her own halter.
'Go ahead, honey,' Mari giggled. 'Maybe I'll have some fun with you while you're enjoying his prick… '
Karyn shuddered. Ever since she had first she had been hoping for a date! But Tamra was a selfish broad, even though she cared very little about men, she had used Don for-an escort, to show him off. Many of the snooty joints she loved to be seen in did not permit singles.
But Mari was just delightful, almost like she had been let out of a cage and was trying to catch up on her sex fun. And she appeared to be much more interested in sliding, squirting prick than Tamra had ever been.
She can play with me all she wants to! Karyn thought. I'm so hot I could fuck a snake! I've had a Jew all-girl threesomes with Tamra, but never a party •with another girl and a hard-pricked stud! This is going to be jar out!
She sank to her knees on the carpet between Don's muscular, opened legs, her tits swollen with her need, her cunt already drippy in the bikini panties.
She snuggled Don's cock between her tender titties and weaved her shoulders, loving the feel of his meat on her flesh. She had sucked a few pricks, but most of her men dates preferred her cunt, and she did too! Now she was going to get a fuck from that wealthy playboy. If she put out a good one he might want to date her, alone…
Don was enjoying this more than he had figured, although it took a really different kind of setup to stir his passion. He had been fucking since the age of sixteen, his family money always drawing the best-looking young cunts around, and he had tried damn near everything there was in nearly every country where the hep broads
