Chapter 12: Sam and Nikki and Tim and Megan

As soon as I was in the door I fixed a Margarita and replayed the evening's events in my head.

I had finally gotten to fuck that big-titted barmaid Dusty, giving it to her hard in all three holes before depositing a huge load of cum in her slutty mouth. I smiled, recalling the lustful expression in her eyes as she swallowed my gooey gift. Deflowering her virgin ass ranked up there with my most exciting sexual experiences ever—at least with a woman. It was much farther down the list if I included the teenagers I'd fucked exclusively for the past year.

I remembered the videodisc containing the record of our passionate tryst, and reached into my jacket pocket to retrieve it. I also felt the micro-camera I'd rigged up earlier in the evening.

I finished my Margarita, mixed another, and headed upstairs to change. After donning my red silk robe, I took the videodisc and the camera back downstairs to the computer in the den. I hooked the camera up to the computer and started downloading the pictures of Nikki's gangbang. I was dying to see them.

As I waited for the pics to download, I set up a couple of lines of coke on my desk and snorted them. I left the baggy there, thinking I'd probably need more later. It could be a long night.

After the pictures were ready I began to view them in order. They were very clear but a little disappointing. Because of the location of the camera, a lot of the shots consisted of just the asses of the various men as they humped up and down between my girlfriend's legs. There was Hank, the fortyish lawyer, and his incredibly hairy ass. And Old Joe, the sixty-something industrial salesman, and his fat old wrinkled butt. There were a few good shots of Nikki sucking Hank's little dick while the other two johns fucked her pussy and ass, but seeing her swallow a wienie that small was hardly stimulating. There was a nice shot of Stan, Nikki's favorite john, working his thick ten-incher up between her almost non-existent titties while she squeezed them together and sucked on his fat cockhead. There was also an excellent shot of Stan kneeling on the bed between Nikki's legs, drilling his thick monster up her little hairless twat while the other two johns beat their meat over her. But my favorite picture was of Nikki's cum-covered body, her tiny fists wrapped around Hank's and Joe's cocks, trying to cram them both into her mouth while Stan finished sucking his messy creampie from her cunt.

As soon as I saw this nasty image, my cock jerked and a blast of cum exploded from the tip. It flew through the air and landed on my computer screen. Several more strong shots erupted from my twitching dick, spraying down everything in sight. The top of my workstation was covered with semen; my silk robe was saturated.

"Shit!" I said. I removed my robe and used it to wipe off my prick and the workstation. When I reached over to clean off the monitor, I noticed a thick glob of goo drooling down the screen onto Nikki's face and over her body, mixing with the sperm of the other three men. It was quite an erotic sight.

After cleaning everything up I said, "Enough of this shit," and fetched a box of plastic freezer bags from the kitchen. Then I returned to the den to finish viewing the pictures of Nikki's gangbang. I still had to watch the video of Dusty and me. I sat in my chair, stretched one of the baggies open, and slid it over my dick. As I resumed gawking at Nikki and her three johns, I massaged my plastic-coated prick back to life. It was definitely going to be a long night.

By two in the morning I figured I'd cum as much as I could. My dick was tender, the baggy around it heavy with sperm. I clenched the plastic around my cock and walked into the kitchen, intending to throw the baggy in the garbage. Instead, I reached into the overhead cupboard and grabbed a shot glass. I removed the baggy from my dick and set it on the countertop. After squeezing the last few drops of jizz from my cock into the shot glass, I took a spoon and scraped the cum from the baggy into it as well. When I had finished, the glass was nearly full.

"Not bad for an old man," I said, chuckling. I tilted the glass up to the light and examined the cloudy fluid inside. I covered it with a piece of plastic stretch-wrap and put it in the refrigerator.

On my way upstairs I vowed not to whack off any more tonight. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day, with Nikki bringing Megan over. I hoped Tim the busboy showed up, too. If all went according to plan it could be an interesting afternoon.

I woke the next day around noon and started tidying. Since dumping Kimmy the place had gone for shit. I concentrated on the living room, figuring most of the entertaining would be done there. With my pimp's earnings I had bought a big wide-screen TV and a Surround-Sound home-theater system. I had also purchased an ensemble suite consisting of two large easy chairs, a love seat, and a seven-foot-long sofa that converted into a king-size bed, all upholstered in a rich burgundy-colored crushed velvet.

After making the place look respectable, I went upstairs and showered. As I toweled off I thought my groin looked a little shaggy, so I grabbed my razor and shaved my cock and balls. Then, with the quarter-inch head on my clippers, I trimmed my pubic area.

The pair of loose-fitting tan shorts I pulled on were so lightweight that the outline of my cock showed through. They were also short enough that, if I had a hard-on, my cock would poke down past the leg hole. For a top I chose an old muscle-shirt featuring the face and naked chest of Jim Morrison of The Doors. It was white, with Morrison's likeness in black over a mauve background. I knew I was dating myself, but the shirt was so tight it made my pectoral muscles stick out and appear larger than they were. Also, I thought Morrison's face would draw attention to my hard six-pack.

After getting dressed, I slapped on some cologne, paying particular attention to my groin and ass. After all, I thought, chuckling, you never know when someone might stick her nose back there.

Around 1:45 I went down to the living room and converted the sofa into a bed. I pushed a video into the VCR and lay down, propping a couple of red velvet pillows under my head. The video was one I had stolen from my ex-girlfriend Sue the previous winter. It was an incest movie featuring a young girl about fifteen and a man in his forties. Whether they were really father and daughter I had no idea, and it didn't matter; either way the video was still very erotic, and it had helped me pop my first teenager since I myself had been a teen.

The movie had played for a few minutes when I heard the front door open. There was a thud of boots hitting the floor and then footsteps slapping down the hall. I reached for the remote to stop the tape, but then thought better of it. Instead I lowered the volume and sat up as Nikki and Megan entered the room.

"Brrrr!" Nikki said, shivering.

It had turned colder overnight, and snow was in the forecast. The girls were wearing heavy blue parkas. As they took them off, Megan's eyes drifted toward the TV. The father on screen was kissing his daughter and massaging her small tit through her blouse. Megan's eyes popped open and her jaw dropped. Her gaze diverted quickly to Nikki.

"Phew!" Nikki said. "You've got it warm in here, Sam." She tugged her pink sweatshirt away from her neck. Both girls were wearing fleece shirts and blue jeans. I felt a little conspicuous in my Doors tank top and shorts.

"Yeah," I said, studying Megan. "I turned the heat up earlier."

"I think we're going to be a little overdressed in these outfits," Nikki said. She wiped a film of perspiration from her brow.

She had been right: Megan was cute. Creamy complexion, big brown eyes, small button nose. Her lips were full, her eyelashes and eyebrows dark brown and not too thick. Long brunette hair cascaded down her back, almost to her buttocks.

"By the way," Nikki said, "Megan, this is Sam. Sam, Megan."

I stood up and walked toward the girl, hand extended. "Pleased to meet you, Megan. I've heard a lot about you."

Her eyes bounced off the cock tent in my shorts and up to my face. She shook my hand, smiling. "Nice to meet you too, Sam." Her skin was quite warm, even after being outside. A small gold band was wrapped around the ring finger of her right hand. Probably a promise ring, or whatever they were called these days.

While maintaining a gingerly hold on the girl's fingers, I said, "You were right, Nikki. She's absolutely beautiful." A burst of bright pink bloomed across Megan's cheeks.

Nikki grabbed her friend's hand and said, "I'm going to show Megan my room." She led her toward the stairs.

I lay down on the sofa again and watched the video. Fifteen minutes later I heard footfalls prancing down the stairs. I sat up and looked toward the landing. Both girls had changed outfits. Nikki was now wearing a black bikini bra and her slutty Daisy Duke shorts. From the two gentle swells under her bra cups I knew they were stuffed with tissue. She also had on black high heels—not her usual four-inch stilettos, but maybe a two-inch heel. Two dainty gold hoops hung from her ears.

Megan had opted for a pair of red Daisy Dukes, frayed at the legs and fairly short, but still respectable, and a white bikini bra with tiny black drawings on it. Her small breasts flowed up over the top of her bra creating a shallow valley of cleavage. A little black bow adorned the bra at the base of that valley. The skin on her upper breasts and belly was as creamy and smooth as that of her face. She also was wearing a pair of gold hoops through her ears, and a delicate gold chain around her neck. Her legs were long and lean, her feet clad in short white socks and black ankle-high boots. Tiny jeweled studs glittered in both girls' navels.

As they drew nearer, I saw that Nikki had applied a pale brown eye shadow and had thickened and darkened her lashes. She had also used a black highliner to accentuate the beauty of her eyes. A sheen of pale pink lip-gloss glistened on her lips.

Megan had chosen a natural look, although I thought I detected the palest pink eye shadow and a touch of neutral lip-gloss. I could now see what the pictures were on her bra. Numerous tiny images of Mickey Mouse dotted her two white cotton mounds.

The girls sat down, Nikki beside me on the sofa, Megan in the chair across from us. Nikki crossed her legs and threaded her arm through mine while Megan sat stiffly in her chair, as if willing herself not to look at the TV.

"Would you girls like a soda or something?" I asked.

Nikki waved her arm in the air schoolgirl-style. "Margarita for me, Sam."

I looked at Megan and caught her sneaking a peek at the TV. The girl on the screen was now sucking her daddy's oversized prick. I cleared my throat, and Megan's eyes scurried from the TV set over to me.

"Would you like a Margarita too, Megan?"

She blushed. "Okay."

On my way to the kitchen I turned the thermostat down. Nikki was right: it was close to eighty-five, way too hot for fucking.

As I prepared the drinks, I watched the girls over the island that separated the kitchen from the living room. They were gawking at the TV while the man gave his daughter's pussy a serious tongue-lashing.

"When did you get this movie, Sam?" Nikki asked. "I've never seen it before."

"I don't think I've played it for you. Hot, isn't it?" I poured the green froth from the blender into three tall glasses.

"Oh, yeah!" Nikki said, her butt squirming on the sofa.

Megan's tongue peeked out of her mouth and licked her lips. Her right foot was tucked under her, and her hands were nestled deep in her lap, as if she were discreetly rubbing her crotch.

I carried the tray into the living room and offered the first glass to Megan. "Your Margarita, madam," I said, bowing deeply at the waist while trying to hold the tray level.

Megan smiled at me and giggled. "Thanks, Sam."

I set the tray on the coffee table beside the couch and handed Nikki her drink.

We relaxed comfortably for several minutes, sipping our Margaritas and discussing school and the weather. Nikki and I were in the midst of thanking Megan for her assistance in helping Nikki earn a little pin money when I heard a faint, "Fuck me, daddy!" The three of us looked over to the TV. The girl on the screen was reclined against the couch with her hips extended over the cushions. Her daddy was on the floor between her legs, grasping her hips and pounding his big prick into her bald cunt.

Megan gnawed on her bottom lip. Seeing that her Margarita was gone, I fetched her glass and went to the kitchen to refill it.

When I returned, I set the drink on the coffee table beside her. She didn't notice me, she was so enrapt in what was happening on the tube. I sat beside Nikki again, rested my hand on her leg, and started burrowing it between her crossed thighs. She finally relented and parted them, and I spread them a bit more, then ran my finger up and down her nearly exposed slit.

When Megan reached for her drink, her gaze shifted from the TV screen to Nikki and me. Her eyes looked ready to explode when she saw my finger tracing the thin lips of Nikki's sex. She brought her Margarita up to her lips and chugged it back in three quick gulps, then bolted up from the chair. "I've got to go the bathroom," she said, her voice a high staccato.

I removed my finger from Nikki's gash and got up to show Megan the way. As we walked, I wrapped my hand around her thin waist and stroked my thumb against her flesh.

She went into the washroom and I returned to the living room and sat on the sofa between Nikki and the TV. I pushed Nikki back on the cushions, lifted her legs in the air, dipped my head between her thighs, and sucked those thin pussy lips that were folded around the almost non-existent strip of denim.

When Megan came back and saw us, the muscles in her jaw slackened and her mouth sagged open. She sat in her chair ogling us as I dragged my tongue through Nikki's slick cunt. Nikki moaned when I grabbed the frayed strip of denim with my teeth and pulled it from between her bald lips. From the corner of my eye I saw Megan rubbing her crotch, eyes closed. I lifted my face from Nikki's snatch and worked my finger up and down her slit.

"Do you like getting your pussy licked, too, Megan?" I asked.

The girl's eyes jerked open. She glanced at my cockhead peeking out the leg of my shorts. "I-I don't know."

"Haven't you ever had your pussy licked?"

She shook her head, obviously embarrassed.

In a firm but unthreatening voice I said, "Come here, Megan"

She hesitated for a moment, then stood and walked slowly toward me. When she was within reach I wrapped my arm around her hips and drew her closer. With my hands on her ass, I planted little kisses on the creamy skin of her belly. She started to tremble when my fingers found the button of her Daisy Dukes. I undid it and tugged down on the shorts until they fell to her ankles. Her panties were a matched set with her bra. I kissed Mickey's face on her mound, then lifted her ankles out of her shorts, one at a time.

Nikki, who was watching, scooted over on the sofa to make room. With my hands on Megan's hips I urged her down beside me. I tilted her back until she was lying on the pillows, then peppered her belly with more kisses. I peeled her panties down a few inches and licked the tender flesh there, then continued my downward trek, pressing my lips to her mound again, covering her cotton-clad pussy with my mouth, sucking on the soft material. When I poked my tongue into her gash she moaned and started to squirm. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of her panties, and she lifted her bum while I dragged them down her legs. Her little cunt was beautiful, the labia thin and nearly bald. When I was sure she was watching, I dipped my head down and extended my tongue. As soon as it touched her little quim her body stiffened and she moaned, "Oh God!" I gave her slit a long lick just inside her tender folds, then started flicking her clit. When I mashed my tongue against it, Megan grabbed my head and started humping my face. She draped her legs over my shoulders, and I cupped her ass cheeks in my hands. They were so soft and warm I couldn't help but give them a squeeze.

At the sound of the doorbell, Megan jumped. I lifted my face from her crotch and said to Nikki, "Can you get that? I'm expecting a boy named Tim. If that's him, bring him back."

Megan breathed out a soft "No" and tried to roll away. I held her in place with my hands on her hips as Nikki crawled over us. By the time Nikki returned with Tim, I was stretching Megan's clit with my lips and teasing it with my tongue. When Tim saw me eating the girl, his eyes flew open and a stream of air hissed out from between his lips.

I looked up at him and smiled. "Hi Tim. You've already met Nikki. This is Megan."

Tim appeared to be in shock. With obvious effort he dragged his eyes from Megan's pussy to her anguished face. "Hi."

Megan's cheeks were pink and moist. She smiled and offered a bashful nod. Tim seemed mesmerized.

"Nikki," I said, "why don't you help Tim off with his clothes."

Nikki didn't need coaxing. As I resumed sucking Megan's clit, she unbuttoned Tim's shirt and slid it off his shoulders. She licked his nipples, then dragged the zipper on his jeans down and tugged at the waistband. He stopped her. He reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a three-pack of condoms. A wicked smile split Nikki's face. She got on her knees, pulled on his jeans again, and his cock burst through his boxers, nearly poking her in the eye. She caught it between her lips, and Tim groaned and grasped her head as he stepped out of his pants. Nikki hooked her fingers in his underwear and peeled them down, too. As his cock disappeared back into his fly hole, she reluctantly released it from her lips. As soon as his boxers had cleared his groin, his prick sprang back up into Nikki's face. Without missing a beat she captured it in her mouth again.

Megan was almost ignoring me as she watched the other kids. She gasped when Nikki jammed her mouth onto Tim's rod, cramming his entire eight inches down her throat. With Tim's cock buried in her neck and her nose nestled in his pubic patch, Nikki tickled the base of his shaft with her tongue, trying to lick his balls.

I was a bit pissed that Megan wasn't paying more attention to me. She seemed seriously attracted to this boy. At the same time, though, I felt it important that she receive this lesson in the fine art of cocksucking from her far more knowledgeable friend. As she continued watching Nikki suck off Tim, she clutched my head and ground her cunt into my face.

After several minutes of some excellent deep-throat action by Nikki and some werewolf-like growling from Tim, Nikki let Tim's pole drop from her mouth and lifted it to get at his balls. She tongued his one plump testicle, then took it in her mouth and sucked it softly. After laving that nut thoroughly, she did the same with the other one.

While still munching on Megan's muff, I inserted my middle finger into her virgin fuckhole up to the first knuckle, careful not to nudge her hymen. She closed her eyes and moaned as I strummed on her love button with my tongue while fucking my finger in and out of her tight cooze. Her hips bucked up into my face again, and she began to shiver. I kept my mouth glued to her twat as I watched a tremor ripple down her body. Her breasts jiggled, the muscles in her belly tightened, and her hips began to shake as her orgasm pummeled through her like a tidal wave. Her ass cheeks wriggled in my hand, and her thighs trembled against my head. They clamped around my neck, her long legs vibrating against my back, her boots digging craters into my buttocks.

I smiled, pleased that I'd helped this child achieve such a fabulous first-time orgasm, especially in the presence of a much younger man. My cock was hard and twitching and poking down the leg of my shorts, and for the first time in my life I felt like I might cum simply from performing the act of cunnilingus.

I held back for dear life, trying to remember the faces of all the ugly girls I'd ever met and matching them with their names. I didn't want to waste a valuable load on my leg and possibly wreck my new sofa in the process. I was more interested in making a deposit in Megan's virgin cunt, or shooting it down her inexperienced throat. I had already resolved myself to the unlikelihood of any anal activity at this early stage of her initiation.