Chapter 7: The Ride Home

I was enjoying myself but there wasn’t much of a choice. Not only didn’t I have my own ride, I didn’t even know where I was at! The four of us returned to the entrance where we were given out coats. Outside, I noticed that the limo had pulled up already. Three of the guys joined us, explaining that the rest wanted to stay and gamble all night. It was pretty easy to see why these three weren’t staying - they could barely stand on their own two feet, let alone engage in anything the least bit complicated.

It was a lot less crowded in the limo this time with over half the guys MIA. The driver helped the three losers into the car, directing them towards the front where they almost simultaneously passed out. Thank God as I was afraid they might start puking or something similarly gross. That left just the four of us conscious.

“So how did you guys do?” Kristen asked, all business now. I quickly got the idea she wasn’t asking how the sex was, she wanted to know how much they’d earned. I was staggered. We hadn’t been there THAT long but our little teen sluts had been busy little beavers it appears. So much for staying on college so you can earn more! They had each gathered in more in those few hours than what I use to make in a week as a teacher - well, more like two weeks.

“How about you guys?” Barbie asked. Kristen reminded them that I was just there as her guest, being I was her cousin and all. She told them about the bar scene and the two of them shook their heads as if amazed - but not in the way I figured sat first.

“So they fucked her for free?” Mandy asked incredulously, “Shit Kristen, I thought you wouldn’t even kiss a guy unless he paid for it!”

“Hey, she’s my cousin so give her a break - and me,” Kristen chastised her.

I looked at Mandy and once again, wondered what it would be like to lick a black pussy. No doubt after this evening hers was more than a little bit used and probably had who knows what mixture of cum and whatnot was inside her now but still, I might have gone for it if for no other reason than to try it out for once.

“Ever kiss a black girl?” Mandy asked, as if somehow she sensed my feelings toward her. I shook my heads and she laughed, “So the poor little white girl never had no black cunt?”

I was far from poor, if you included my Dad’s income that he used to keep me financially afloat. As for little, I was quite self-conscious of the fact that I was the biggest girl in the limo at the moment. In addition, I’ve always hated calling my pussy a cunt unless I was deliberately trying to make a guy horny. I don’t know, it’s like calling me a whore - I just don’t like it.

“Well just don’t sit there like a bump on a log. We don’t have all night so eat me girl!” she challenged me, “Show me what you can do. Let’s see if you can make me cum faster than your hot little cousin over there.”

I looked at Kristen who just grinned at me, knowing I must have been wondering how many times she had oral sex with Mandy and then how fast HAD she really made Mandy cum? I was starting to recognize some landmarks outside the limo so I figured if I WAS going to do something, I’d better get started. What the heck, why not? A little extra cum never hurt anyone.

Mandy lifted her skirt and I noticed her panties were long gone. I had no idea where mine had disappeared to and I had a feeling neither of the other two has a stitch of anything on their bottoms either. At this point, who really cared? Kristen and Barbie took seats on the one side, sprawling out on the long limo bench seats as they lifted up their skirts as well. Knowing Kristen, at least, she as probably going to masturbate as she watched. Undoubtedly Barbie had similar thoughts on her mind as well.

Mandy was sitting up just as the guys had done earlier (God was that just a matter of hours ago?) her legs spread apart in just the way your mom preached to you they never should be. He dark crotch was even darker with the lights down so low. It was like looking into a cave. I got on my knees and put my arms on her upper thighs do hold myself still as the limo seemed to be rushing back to the hotel where it had picked us up. Heck, at this rate we would be back before I knew it.

If there was one thing Mandy’s pussy.did NOT smell like - it was the sweet scent of a freshly showered and douched pussy. I could smell the sweat and cum on her, the distinct odor strong enough to reach me even when I was a few feet away. God, how many guys had fucked her? No matter, I plunged my face into her crotch, my tongue reaching out to explore her cute little pussy. Well, black or not, she tasted almost the same as Kristen after she had been fucked by a group of guys. It wasn’t BAD, just distinctive. There was nothing in the would I can think of that smells (or tastes) like a freshly fucked pussy!