Chapter 23

The flight to LaGuardia was amazingly quick, and Anita met us at the gate with Lila. There were hot kisses from both of them. Anita looked very sophisticated, and Lila looked just plain pretty in her summer frock and white heels. Greta’s flight arrived an hour after ours, and she came off the plane with her daughter, a white-blond, slim girl who was wide-eyed as we all gathered around her and her mother. Kisses were a little more reserved. Greta introduced her as Amy, but Amy insisted we call her Willa.

“I hate Amy,” she said calmly. Greta smiled wanly, and Amy was Willa from then on. Anita had skycaps carry the bags out to two limousines, and we piled into them. Anita kept a hold on my hand as we got in the limo, and after we sat, she almost jumped on me for a very sexy kiss. When the kiss ended, she whispered in my ear, “I’m going to fuck you either at the hotel when we arrive or in the middle of 5th Avenue! God, I need you!” She turned away from me toward Annie, “Forgive me, darling, but I have to have him soon.”

Annie hugged her and said she understood, “I can’t imagine going without him a month or more. I get crazy after two days.”

“I am crazy, dear,” Anita smirked as she squeezed my cock.

The trip to the hotel was a blur of jammed streets, the East River, Brooklyn Bridge, and then through jammed streets to the hotel. As we disembarked, I was surprised that the hotel faced east. For some reason, I always thought it faced north toward Central Park. The next surprise was the lobby of the hotel; it was a lot smaller than I expected. The suites were just like in the movies; ornate, spacious, and very luxurious. I shuddered to think how much this was costing a day. Mom didn’t seem at all concerned. We were all on the same floor. Greta was next to our three. Jim and Kathy left immediately to explore while Anita led me into the bedroom by my hand. The bed was a four-poster facing Central Park, but I never got a chance to see the view. Anita was getting my clothes off as I snuggled her neck and worked the zipper on her dress. She had all of her body armor on, and I complained about it.

“A proper lady does not let her breasts go unbound when the sun is up,” she said with a prim voice. I laughed and asked if she learned that in a convent.

“Actually, it was at a private school in Massachusetts,” she said as she pulled my pants off. I was caressing her tits as she stood before me, her slip at her hips. She was working frantically to get her panty hose off, and the slip was in the way. She swore and tried to calm down as she stepped back and pulled the slip over her head. It caught on her earrings, and she swore softly as I tried to help her. We finally got it off, then her panty hose and panties. Her pussy was just as smooth as last time, and as I nuzzled it, I asked how she kept it so soft and smooth. She giggled and said it was a secret between her and her doctor. I looked at her puzzled, and she laughed, “I have the hair removed by electrolysis, dear, just for you.” I looked at her puzzled even more, and she explained that a nurse used an electrolysis machine to remove each individual hair.

“Hirsute women have their mustaches removed that way,” she said with a grin. I nodded and wondered how it worked. I went back to the task at hand as I picked her up and laid her on the bed. She didn’t object when I spread her legs and began kissing up her thighs to her pussy. She smelled excited and her labia were shining. As I kissed her labia gently, she sighed, “I love it when I’m so horny and you slow me down. My whole body aches with desire, and you make me go slow. God, what exquisite torture!” I gave her labia several little licks in response, and she moaned as she pulled my face harder to her pussy. I continued to gently lick and suck for several minutes, and when she was becoming agitated, I began piercing the slit gently with the tip of my tongue. Now she was becoming very stimulated, and the juices were leaking from her cunt. She smelled of woman and flowers as I worked. I marveled at how smooth and soft her labia were. I pierced her cunt with my tongue, and she began fucking my face with quick jerks as she grunted. She was having an orgasm already. Man, she was really horny! When her hips slowed, I replaced my tongue with fingers and began the stimulation of the sensitive spot along with her clit. It never failed. Every woman I knew got off hard when I did that. She was screaming and bucking when she orgasmed, pulling my head hard against her pussy. When I raised up, she sobbed and pleaded with me to fuck her. Her cunt sucked my cock in, and there was no going slow. She was hot and wanted it hard and fast. I began hard, fast strokes, and she went nuts in a couple of minutes. I kept it up as she flopped around under me, and her legs leveraged her cunt onto my cock. The excitement was getting to me, and I lost control pretty quickly. I yelled, and a minute later, I was filling her cunt with cum. We were stuck together with sweat and cum when I rolled us over.

We cuddled for a long time until Annie came in and told us time was wasting.

“This is the best use of time that exists,” Anita said dreamily. Annie laughed and agreed with her. Annie sat on the bed and talked with Anita about the itinerary for the day. I told them I needed to buy Mom’s birthday present at Tiffany’s. That brought up the subject of the birthday party, and Anita said it would be at her Connecticut house on Friday. All of the arrangements had been made.

There was a knock on the door, and Greta looked in. She told someone to wait and she stepped in, quickly closing the door.

“Amy is with me,” she said as if in apology.

Anita laughed, “I got him first, Greta.”

“Anita, you are a greedy witch,” Greta said with a smile. While this was going on, Anita was still on top of me with my cock in her cunt.

Anita wiggled her ass and said happily, “I think I will be greedy. Greta, be a dear and tell room service to bring food and drink every six hours for the week. I will just stay here like this.”

Annie snorted, “Over my dead body, sister.”

“Mine too,” Greta chimed. Suddenly, they both grabbed Anita and rolled her off of me as she shrieked in protest.

“Well, if you are going to be that way,” Anita spluttered. She was grinning when she said it. They laughed and carried on about how they were going to fuck me all week. I told them I felt like a piece of meat, and Anita snorted, “One that we love, darling.” I blushed and went into the bathroom to get washed up. Anita came in a moment later, and I helped her.

We were kissing when Annie yelled, “OK, knock it off, Anita.” Anita yelled out that she was just an innocent, and I was taking advantage of her. That brought a couple of exclamations from the other room. Anita gave me a little girl’s innocent look, and I laughed as I pinched her nipples till she yelped. She scampered out and began dressing. I followed suit, and a few minutes later, we went into the living room. Everyone was there waiting, and we talked about the plans for the rest of the day. We had theater tickets for an off-Broadway musical that night, and Anita had made dinner reservations at a new, trendy place on the Lower East Side. Annie, Chuck, and Kathy wanted to go do some birthday shopping with me, so we agreed to meet back at the hotel at 6:00.

Jim, Lila, and “Willa” joined us as we trooped out of the hotel and headed across 5th Avenue to Tiffany. Kathy pitched in on a ring for Mom. It was an opal with diamonds around it, and it cost almost half of my summer pay. Annie just loved it, and I promised her one like it for her birthday. She smiled at me with true love, and we had a sweet kiss. Chuck bought her opal earrings to match the ring, and Jim pitched in on them too. The gifts were wrapped, and we trooped out of the store.

The girls wanted to see FAO Schwartz, so we trooped in there. It was almost two hours before we got out of there and walked across the street to the hotel. Willa had a teddy bear, and Kathy had a plush rabbit hand puppet made in Germany. Willa was a nice kid and could carry on an intelligent conversation. We stopped to look at the horse and carriage waiting for passengers, and Annie said she wanted to take a romantic ride through the park with me one evening. We kissed again like star-crossed lovers, and Willa was watching us with awe when the kiss ended.

“They get pretty mushy sometimes,” Kathy said to her. Willa grinned, then laughed when Jim planted a big kiss on Kathy. Kathy’s face was flushed when they came up for air.

“He gets mushy too,” Kathy smiled lovingly at Jim. Annie, Lila, and I held hands as we crossed the street to the hotel, and Willa blushed when Chuck took hers, but she looked very happy.

Mom, Steph, and Greta were getting ready when we got back to our room. Anita was sipping a cocktail and reading the paper. Jim and Kathy went to their room, and Willa went to hers. Annie, Lila, and I sat down with Anita after I mixed them a fresh martini. I had a beer, and we talked about what Anita had been doing since we last saw her in July. She reiterated that she just got awfully horny. She had a couple of dates that were duds.

“They were just after my money,” she said wistfully.

“What I need is a young stud who loves me for myself and has a big cock. Marry me, Mike,” she said just as wistfully. I assured her that I would love to marry her, but I was betrothed to Annie. Annie smiled at me over her glass.

“Let’s all become Mormons and have a polygamous marriage,” Anita said brightly. I laughed and said that it would take three Mormon husbands to keep her satisfied.

“That’s not true, darling, you are more than adequate.” I blushed, and she smiled triumphantly at Annie. “I just love him to death when he blushes!” Annie agreed with her. They exchanged a coded look, and together they got up and merged toward me. The next thing I knew, they were stripping my clothes off, and we were all four on the bed naked. I was getting a blowjob from Anita and Lila while I ate Annie. Minutes later, Annie was on top, riding my cock while Lila straddled my face. I ate and fucked them both till I finally came in Annie. We were in an exhausted heap when Mom called to ask if we were ready. Annie laughed into the phone and said we would be a while and hung up laughing.

“Greta is pissed,” she chortled.

“We’ll have to get Amy away so she can get you in bed,” Annie smirked. I assured her that Chuck was better prepared to handle Greta.

“She likes you better, honey, and Chuck has his hands full with Steph and Mom.” I was surprised at that remark.

“You make me turn to jelly when we make love,” Lila said softly. I kissed her pink nipple and told her she did the same to me.

“I can prove it too,” I said as I pointed to my limp cock.

Anita rolled over to lie across my chest and asked softly, “Have time for a little more?” I smiled and growled at her. In a moment, she was on her back, and I was ravishing her pussy with my mouth. Annie and Lila helped out on her tits as we brought her to a long, thrashing orgasm. This time, Mom was standing over us with her hands on her hips, saying we were going to be late for our dinner reservation. Sheepishly, we got cleaned up and dressed.

The two limousines were waiting when we walked out of the hotel. The restaurant was fairly small, and I noted that the New Yorkers stared just as hard at our party as the locals at home. The women were certainly sexy, and their diamonds were glittering. Steph and Lila were excited about someone they recognized at the restaurant, some woman from a TV news network, who didn’t look nearly as pretty or sexy as either of them. Anita agreed with my opinion. Dinner was strange. The dishes were served individually, and there were very small portions. Jim, Chuck, and I looked at each other as we picked at the portions. The women thought it was “just lovely,” but Mom told me under her breath that she would get us a cheeseburger or something after we left. That cheered us up a lot!

After dinner, we piled into the limos, and Anita directed the driver to “Manny’s” off Times Square. Manny’s was a Jewish hot dog place. The dogs were delicious. Manny razzed us about being snobs just slumming, and his hot dogs were meant for real people. Anita gave him back better than he gave when she yelled, “If you were as good in the sack as your hot dogs, I’d marry you in a New York minute!”

He grinned, “Honey, I’m better in the sack than my hot dogs. If you were better in the sack than my wife, I’d give this place to one of these guys, and you would never get out of bed!”

With a quiet smile, Anita said in a loud whisper, “Manny, I’m the best! Dump this joint and let’s shack up.”

He laughed and looked at some of the nearby patrons, “See? She wants my kosher dog!” They went on like that until we finished our hot dogs. Anita kissed Manny’s cheek as we left. We laughed all the way to the theater in Greenwich Village.

The play was a funny musical, and I knew some of the songs. Afterward, we stopped at a coffee shop for desserts and coffee. I was surprised at how busy the streets were. Anita assured me that New York was hopping till sunrise.

Back at the hotel, Greta and Willa went to their room. The rest of us gathered in Mom’s for a drink and to figure out whom was sleeping with whom. We settled on Jim sleeping with Kathy and Lila, Annie and Anita with me, Steph and Mom with Chuck. I was fucking Anita when there was a knock on our door, and Annie let Greta in. A minute later, I was fucking Greta. She was horny as hell, and it didn’t take long for her to cum. She hurriedly kissed me and, after thanking us for helping her with her problem, she scampered back to her room. I resumed fucking Anita as if there had been no interruption. I managed to cum in Annie and collapsed into a deep sleep.

We spent Sunday morning fucking, eating room service breakfast, fucking, and reading the Sunday Times. Anita went to visit her mother Sunday afternoon, and we went to see the Statue of Liberty. It was a hot, hazy day, and I was surprised that we couldn’t see the Manhattan skyline from the island. We rode the Staten Island ferry to Staten Island and back. It was just getting dark as the ferry approached Battery Park, and the haze cleared. We saw the city skyline in lights for the first time. It was pretty amazing. After a hassle with a nasty ticket lady, we found the right subway back to the hotel. It was a three-block walk to the hotel, and Anita was waiting for us. We had dinner in an Italian place on the East Side where they knew Anita. On the way back to the hotel, we stopped on a quiet street, and Anita took us up to her apartment. The building had a doorman, and we crowded into the elevator. We went up to the 30th floor and got off in a little lobby. There were four fancy doors, and Anita let us into 4. It was a sumptuous apartment, and we were looking out on Central Park. The living room was very large, and she pointed out that it was only two bedrooms. The master bedroom was fairly large with a fancy four-poster bed. Willa had a shock when Anita pushed me onto the bed and announced that she was going to tie me to it and make love until I was too weak to escape. Everyone laughed, and Willa joined in. She asked me to fix cocktails from a nice little bar in the living room, and we enjoyed the view as we talked. Anita pointed out “The Tavern on the Green” sparkling across the park and the Plaza at the south end, about a mile from us. Anita gave us kisses as we left, saying she would see us for breakfast.