Mona blushed hotly and was about to give the bartender a piece of her mind, when a distinguished-looking man in his fifties strolled over to their table. 'You've made a mistake, Mike,' he told the bartender. 'These young ladies are good friends of mine.'
'I'm sorry, Mr. Vincent,' the bartender apologized. 'What will you ladies have to drink?'
'They'll be joining me,' the man said. 'Bring them whatever they want.'
Of course Mona and Judy had never seen the guy before in their lives, but they felt grateful to him, so they joined him at his table where he'd been drinking with another wealthy-looking older man. Mr. Vincent insisted that the young women call him George, and he introduced his friend as Harry. He paid for a round of drinks from a thick wad of big bills.
'Thanks for coming to our rescue, George,' Mona said.
'Not at all, my dear,' he said, 'but if you'd really like to show your appreciation, perhaps you and your friend would join Harry and me for a private party.'
Mona and Judy exchanged glances. These men were certainly respectable and quite rich, but they were older than the girls had had in mind – old enough to be their fathers, in fact. Still George and Harry were attractive, and it would be different to get it on with some wealthy older men. Without speaking, the girls were in agreement.
'We'd love to come to your party. George,' Mona said.
George had a limousine, and it took the four of them to the city's finest hotel where, he informed the girls, he had the penthouse suite. Mona and Judy were terrifically impressed. The suite was lavishly decorated, with carpets about a mile thick and a spectacular view of the city lights. There was even a male servant to wait on them, but George dismissed his for the night and said they'd serve themselves.
When the servant had gone, George opened a bottle of champagne, poured glasses for everyone and said, 'How would you ladies like to earn a hundred dollars apiece?'
'We're not hookers,' Mona said indignantly.
'I know that, my dear,' George chuckled, 'but Harry and I feel like a little entertainment, and it wold be only one night's work. Just think of it as moonlighting.'
'Hell, why not?' Judy grinned.
Why not, indeed? Mona thought. They were going to wind up fucking these guys anyhow, so why not get paid for it? She agreed, and George gave each of them a hundred-dollar bill.
'Fine,' he leered, 'I'll start the music now.'
'Music?' Mona said.
'For you to strip by, dear,' Harry grinned.
Mona and Judy stared at each other. They'd thought they were being paid to go to bed with these men, not put on a burlesque show. 'Jesus,' Mona whispered to her friend, 'what are we gonna do?'
A look of mischief sparked in Judy's eyes. 'Hell, let's fake it,' she said.
Just then George turned on the music – something slow and sensual and the girls started moving to it. The champagne helped. They felt loose and giggly. Mona was the first to kick off her shoes, and Judy followed suit. Then Mona began working on the long zipper down the back of her dress and Judy imitated her. They knew enough to strip gradually and tantalizingly, not just pull their clothes off.
George and Harry sat on the couch watching and sipping champagne. The distinguished-looking men, both graying at the temples, were no better than an audience of hooting teenage boys would have been. They hungrily ogled the girls, licked their lips, and passed whispered laughing remarks. When Mona finally let her dress slither down to her feet and stepped out of it in just her bikini bra and panties, both men slopped champagne on the front of their shirts.
'Fantastic,' George said. 'Will you look at those tits?'
'I like the little blonde better,' Harry said, looking hungrily at Judy.
Mona had to hand it to her friend – her timing was perfect. Just as Harry spoke, Judy let her dress fall. She was wearing nothing but lacy pink panties and matching bra as she stepped out of it. The girls continued swaying to the music, and by now the men were on the edge of their seats. Mona reached back and unhooked her bra, letting it slide off her arms.
'Jesus,' George panted.
Both men ogled her huge melon-shaped tits and their large conical nipples. Her big tits swayed and quivered as she moved. Then it was Judy's turn, and she saucily whisked off her bra and threw it at Harry. It lauded in his lap, but he hardly noticed. His eyes were glued to Judy's high-riding, perfectly round little tits. Judy and Mona exchanged amused glances. This evening was turning into a wonder fully kinky adventure.
They slipped their thumbs under the waistbands of their panties and began inching the little garments down with enticing slowness. Mona added another teasing note when she suddenly turned her back on the men and popped her panties down over the luscious firm rounds of her ass. Judy did the same, and then they faced the men again.
Mona took the plunge, easing her panties down over the thick dark triangle of her bush. The panties slithered down her legs and she kicked them away, dancing stark naked. Judy copied her movement, unveiling the pretty golden puff of her bush and letting her panties fall to the floor. The girls stopped and stood still before the men just as the music ended.
'Excellent,' George said, 'a really good show.'
'I've always told you, amateurs do betters,' Harry said. 'They really put themselves into it.'
'We'll see,' George grinned. 'We haven't tested them in everything yet. Come here my dear.'
He beckoned to Mona, and she walked over to him. 'Undress me,' he ordered.
Mona obeyed, and Judy performed the same service for Harry. The girls' interest was picking up fast as they removed their partners' clothes. These guys were in good shape – lean, tan and well-muscled. They probably spent a lot of time at the gym and on the tennis courts. As Mona drew off George's shorts she found his six-inch prick stiff as a board. Judy had the same luck with Harry.
'And now, ladies,' George said, 'we're going to have a little cock-sucking contest. The first girl to get her man off is the winner.'
That sounded exciting to Mona, but she saw a stricken look on Judy's face. Her friend leaned close to her and whispered, 'I never blew a guy before, Mona. What'll I do?'
'Copy me,' Mona said hastily. The men were looking impatient.
George sat on the edge of the couch, his thick boner rising rigidly from a patch of black and silver cock hairs. Mona dropped to her knees before him and fisted the hot throbbing base of his prick. She popped the rest of his dick between her lips, then drew in her cheeks sharply to sheath his meat in scalding juicy flesh. Glancing over, she saw that Judy was frantically imitating her movements, cramming Harry's big stiff cock into her mouth.
'That's it, girls,' George panted. 'Now suck!'
Mona felt like a racehorse coming out of the starting gate. She began to suck furiously on George's cock, her long dark hair flying, and her juicy mouth plunged up and down the granite shaft of his dick. She sucked harder and faster than she'd ever done before, and George reacted with groans and snorts of pleasure. Soon his tasty hot cock-juice was dripping onto her tongue.
'Christ, yes,' George whined, 'suck that meat, baby. Really give it to me.'
'Awwwwww, Jesus, awwwwwwww!' Harry was bawling.
Mona snaked her scorching wet tongue all over George's heavily pulsating prick, and she applied powerful vacuum pressure to the thick meat. She took another quick glance to see how Judy was doing. The girl was a quick learner. Her short curly blonde hair was bouncing as she bobbed hungrily over Harry's big cock. Her pink- glassed lips, hugely stretched, zipped up and down the spit-soaked shaft, while Harry panted and whined with lust.
'You're sucking me good, baby,' he moaned, 'real good.'
Mona saw that she was in real danger of losing the contest, so she sucked even harder on George's juice- dribbling dick, her mouth tugging and stretching his meat and suctioning the hot cream right out of his piss hole. George was breathing loudly and harshly, his face flushed with arousal, his eyes hot and glassy. He had to be very close to coming.
'Shit, yeah, suck my dick,' he whined. 'Suck it!'
But Harry was just as wildly excited, his face was red with lust, his teeth flashing as he panted. Mona could
