Chapter 6

The next few days were filled with sex, kicks, and a lot of laughs for both of them. As they moved on south they left a trail of bewildered and sometimes angry males behind them.

And when there were no males available or Midge insisted she didn't want any, they made love to each other. Lucille didn't really care. It was all sex and that was what she really wanted. For Midge, her visions of doing things, her big ideas, started centering in Lucille's body, even though she was reluctant to come right out and tell the woman so.

At one motel they called down for room service, asking for two steaks, a bottle of Scotch, and two extra-large cucumbers.

Lucille was in bed when the knock came. She yelled, "Come in!" and slid under the sheet. The door opened, and a very handsome black man, about twenty, entered, balancing a tray.

"Just sit it down there... on the table by the T.V.," Lucille said. "Midge, your cucumber is here!" she yelled toward the bathroom, and peeked out from beneath the covers.

Then Midge strolled calmly into the room, stark naked, her huge tits swaying with a provocative rhythm that kept perfect time with the rolling sensuousness of her fleshy asscheeks. She went directly to the tray, smiling all the while at the bellhop, and picked up one of the cucumbers. Then she crossed to the sofa, lay back with her legs spread wide and high in the air, and shoved it clear up her moist cunt until just a flicker of green showed between her velvety, pink lips.

"Good, I needed that," she said to the young man, who stood gaping, his eyes practically out of their sockets. "How can I ever thank you? Want a bite?" He, of course, could do nothing but stand in one spot, shaking and stuttering. He had seen and heard many strange things being in the motel business, and he had set up a lot of women with a lot of men for extra bucks, but he had never had any woman, much less one with Midge's kind of body, make such a blatant spectacle of herself before.

As Midge closed her thighs over the cucumber and wrestled her clitoris with her thumb, groaning and moaning with pleasure, Lucille jumped from the bed, also naked, her breasts bouncing up and down and from side to side, and ran to the tray. Lifting one of the steaks, she tore it in half. With mock seriousness she examined it closely and started shaking her head as if in disgust.

"Slit," she hissed, holding the shredded remains in front of her tits, "This is too well done. I like my meat raw. I'll bet your meat's good and raw." She swayed her tits and thrust them forward as she sidled toward him.

"A... a..." He could only gape, and try to make his mouth somehow make words.

Before he could object, Lucille had his fly open and his cock bouncing free in the air. "Nice!" she exclaimed, pumping his meat and skinning the foreskin back from the purplish head. "Very nice!" "Wait a minute, Lucille!" Midge shouted in mock anger from the sofa, still working wildly on the cucumber in her cunt. "What about me?" "Just a damn second," Lucille said, and turned back to the man. "Honey, I'll hafta check ya out." She fell to her knees in front of him and closed her mouth over his cock. Hollowing her cheeks, she sucked and swirled both the head and the shaft back and forth across her tongue. She laved the ridge around the crown and bobbed her wet lips across it until she was sure his cock had reached its fullest length and thickness. When she held it in front of her eyes, it was so long and nicely thick that she almost turned to Midge and told her that she wanted to quit the game and just fuck the hell out of him.

But a loud cough from Midge stopped her.

"I gotta measure you now, honey," she said, winking at his open-mouthed stare and placing a tailor's measuring tape on his throbbing prick. "Oh!" she exclaimed, a crestfallen tone in her voice. "I'm truly sorry, sweetie, but you've only got nine inches. That's enough for me, dear, but my daughter's gotta have a real cock. You know, at least twelve inches. You understand, don't you? We do everything together, so if you can come back with a twelve inch cock for her we can all have some fun." After he left, with his cock like a tent pole in the front of his pants and sweat staining the back of his shirt, they fell in bed together, laughing hysterically.

"What do you think hell do?" Midge asked, tears of laughter streaming down her face.

"He'll run all over the lobby asking if anybody has twelve inches, probably," Lucille replied.

"What will we do if he doesn't come back?" "I don't know... go to the lounge, I guess," Lucille said. "Or you can fuck me with my dildo." "That would be great," Midge said, putting her mouth over one of Lucille's breasts. "And if I could eat your pussy at the same time it would even be greater." Lucille was in the process of slowly pushing Midge's head down to her cunt when a knock sounded on the door.

"Bingo," she said. "Who is it?" "Twelve inches," came the muffled reply.

They came in cocks first. And sure enough one of them was over a foot long and wrist thick.

"Oh shit!" Midge cried, her tits flopping as she rolled off the bed. "Get out of the way and let me try the flavor of that cock!" The other dude knelt between Lucille's legs and gave her cunt a big juicy lick. "Oh suck it, lover," Lucille said, "then fill it with meat!" Without exchanging names, or even saying hello, all four of them fell right into a fuck-fest that promised to last all night.

Big Dick grunted with surprise when Midge scooped his hunk up in her warm, wet-mouth and started running her tongue up and down the shaft. Her hands played with his balls and, now and then, she reamed his asshole with a playful finger.

It was already huge, but it seemed to take on even more life in her mouth. It began to fatten and lengthen until Midge wasn't sure she could handle it all in her throat.

On the bed, Lucille began jerking and flailing her body. She placed her hands automatically at the dark head groveling in her cunt. His tongue was far up her hole and she could swear that it felt as thick and hard as his cock. She came almost at once from the expert tongue in her crack. The big, dark man moved swiftly to mount her while her cunt was still clutched by orgasmic contractions.

"Oh shit, get it on!" Lucille gasped, feeling the constriction of her cunt walls around his cock.

The sight and sound of the other couple fucking urged Midge on. She took his hands and placed them on her tits, forcing him to mash them together and pinch the nipples until she felt pain. Her finger slithered around between the cheeks of his ass, and then shot up the hole. His hips lunged forward. She gagged, tried again, but finally let her teeth grate off the end of his cock.

"I wish I could," she moaned. "Oh shit, I wish I could swallow it all, but I can't." "That's okay, Mama," he laughed. "I know someplace it'll fit." He slid to the floor and she rose up on her knees, straddling him with her firm slim thighs. She smiled, looking down to see that she held just the tip of his huge cock in her yawning, gaping cunt.

"Take it!" he said, his hands mashing her tits.

Slowly she descended, letting her cunt take all of his shaft in slow, penetrating bliss. Her thighs pulsed and her asscheeks shook as slowly but surely she swallowed him all until her buttocks rested on his muscular thighs.

Midge started jerking her body up and down, her huge tits bouncing and slapping with the rhythm. Behind them, on the bed, the other man was pouring his meat into Lucille with such rapidity that his ass became little more than a brown blur.

All four of them began to hear the slurping sounds of hard, prodding cocks going in and out of wet, heated cunts. The slippery sounds were as exciting as the sight each couple had of the other, fucking and shouting encouragement.

Midge could swear the black man was doing his best to drive his cock all the way through her pussy, into her womb, through, her belly and into her throat. Her ecstatic shivers and clutching, hunching pelvis urged him, if he could, to do just that.

Lucille's ass bounced off the bed as her cunt seemed to take on a mind of its own. She ground her belly up at him in a maniacal response to the swelling of the steaming cock in her cunt.

She came with screaming moans and thrashing hips. She tensed her thighs until he thought his cock was gripped in a hot, wet vise. Then he tensed, jerked with his hips, and shuddered as his balls erupted. His stiff, hard shaft started shooting its cum into Lucille's squirming pussy, causing, in her, a second come nearly as good as the first.

At almost the same moment, the huge cock in Midge started going off, filling what must have been her belly, with what felt like a gallon of bot cum. She grinned with the feeling. All she had to do was tense her thighs, because of his tremendous width, and she climaxed with him.

The girls barely let the two men rest before they traded and insisted they start again. On and on they went until it was impossible to even suck any more life into their flaccid cocks.

When Midge was sure the party was over, she abruptly left the bed and started for the bathroom. Over her shoulder she said, "Thanks fellas, and good night. You can go now!" Lucille tensed, a sick feeling bordering on fear rising in her stomach as she saw the two big men exchange wary looks. It passed, more from sheer fatigue than anything else, and they dressed in silence.

Lucille smoothed it over with chatter until they were out the door, and then she fairly charged into the bathroom.

"Are you nuts?" "What?" Midge said, staring innocently up from her seat on the toilet.

"What you said to them. And the way you said it. You'll do that some day to some guy and he'll maim you." "Why?" "WHY? Because you just don't put people down like that. Shit, fun's fun, and I get a kick out of the game myself, but I give as much as I get." "What for? Those pricks got what they wanted. They just wanted our cunts and we just wanted their cocks. There was nothing else to it. C'mere, Lu, I want to suck your cunt." Lucille moved to her. She felt with her body but not her mind Midge's hot tongue slide up her channel. She had known the girl a short time, but already she saw something frightening boiling up to the surface in her.

The next night, in another town, Lucille, at Midge's instigation, picked up two airline pilots in the motel bar. They were on a twenty-four-hour layover, and Lucille looked exactly like what they were looking for.

Coming up in the elevator she cautioned, them that her little baby was with her in the room so they had to be very quiet, not make a sound, and they didn't dare turn any lights on.

They undressed in the dark and Lucille eased into bed, positioning the two men around her-one she laid out next to her so she could suck his cock, while she pulled the other's head between her legs and, with her thighs, urged him to eat her.

In the darkness, when she was sure that both men were totally occupied, Midge strapped on Lucille's dildo and crept up to the ass of the unsuspecting man sucking Lucille's cunt.

She had smeared the dildo with a liberal amount of Vaseline before they had entered the room. He hardly noticed her hands on his waist as she stepped in close and slid the instrument between his asscheeks. Because of all the lubrication, she hardly had to aim it. Within a second it was lodged halfway up his asshole.

"Jesus!" he screamed. "Somebody's fuckin' my ass... what the hell is this?" "Just take it, baby," Lucille said. "That's my baby behind you. And if my baby doesn't get to fuck, we don't get to fuck. You know what I mean?" The man didn't know what to say or do. The cock in his ass hurt like hell, but the pussy at his mouth felt even better than the cock hurt. It only took him a few seconds of thought to decide that he could take the pain if he got the pussy.

Midge felt and gauged the amount of artificial cock she had in him. It was about four inches. That left about five. The blood was pounding in her temples. She wanted to shove it clear up in his guts, hurt him with it if she could.

She shaved another two inches in him. He fell forward, jamming his mouth even harder against Lucille's cunt, moaning in pain all the while. "Oh shit," he said, "if ya gotta do it, don't do it so fast!" Fuck you! she thought, and plunged another two inches in. He was whimpering now. She began to stroke in and out, savagely taking the entire length of the dildo out and then punching it back in. She was beginning to like what she was doing, losing herself in the pure joy of his pain.

"Dammit, take it easy! It hurts like holy hell!" he gasped, his tongue still ramming in Lucille's wet, oily hole.

But nothing mattered as much to Midge as fucking him hard. For the first time she realized what a feeling of power a hung man must have when he's plunging all that meat into a juicy, tight cunt.

It was beginning to turn her on to the point where she wanted to scream out at him.

She fucked into him as hard as her hips could pound. Slowly, the feeling in his body changed, his breathing got steadier, and his asshole lost its tightness. Before she knew it, she was stroking the huge cock in and out of him with no trouble at all.

You prick, she thought, you son-of-a-bitch, you're liking it! You're starting to like it. She reached around and found his cock ramrod stiff in her hand, gobs of semen pouring from its hot head.

In anger and frustration she pulled the dildo from his ass and ran from the room. She locked the bathroom door behind her and lay down in the tub. Then she unhooked the instrument from her waist, turned it around, and used it on herself until she heard them leave.

When she was sure they had gone, Midge unlocked the door and went back into the bedroom. Quietly she slipped into bed beside Lucille.

"What happened?" the woman asked.

"Nothing," Midge replied.

"You left just when things were gettin' hot. You know I think that bastard actually started enjoying what you were doing." "I know he did," Midge said, masking the anger in her voice.

"Well then, what happened?" "Nothing, I said. I just all of a sudden didn't feel so good." "You all right now?" Lucille inquired, rolling over against the girl.

"Yeah," Midge said. "I'm fine. We've had some sex... now let's have some lovin'." She rolled over on top of Lucille, and lowered herself onto the woman's body, smelling the musky smell of semen and cunt juices the closer she came to her cunt. "Hey, take it easy. Wait!" Lucille cried.