FUN FOR FOUR

It was only my second day on the job, and I was alone in the antique shop when the boss’s wife sauntered in and introduced herself. I was surprised that she was in her mid-twenties, which made her half the age of her gray-haired husband, Pete.

Stacey Gallagher was fucking hot with blond hair that hung down, hoop earrings, and a go-to-hell look that I liked. Her skimpy blouse could scarcely contain a set of 36-D’s, and her very short skirt revealed long, smoothly tanned legs terminating in flats. She wasn’t glamorous exactly but she was California hot, complete with dark glasses which she pushed up onto her head.

“So where the fuck is he?” she asked, looking around.

“Don’t know, Mrs. Gallagher,” I said. “He just took off.”

“The fucker! We were supposed to go to lunch.” Her hot eyes centered on me, and a little smile toyed with her lips. “My husband told me your name’s Rod. Does that stand for anything?”

“It stands UP,” I said.

“Let’s see.” She laughed, which made her titties quiver, and I felt her hand at my crotch. Looking me right in the eyes, she fondled my cock and balls through my pants.

I’ve known a few aggressive females, but this one took the grand prix. Not that I was complaining. All I had was a practical suggestion: “Let’s lock the door.”

“What are you, some wimp? I love taking risks.” As she bobbled my nuts, hanging loose in my pants, my joystick turned into a tent-pole.

“Your husband might come back,” I cautioned.

“So?”

If she didn’t care, why should I? Pete didn’t scare me, and the job sucked. However, the fringe benefits were promising. All I wanted was a little control over who saw what, so I grabbed Stacey by her bare arms and guided her behind a counter. With her standing close to me, I inhaled her subtle sexy fragrance and felt the warmth of her beach-girl bod.

I put my arms around her and we kissed. Her tongue immediately entered my mouth and I sucked on it, then gave her my tongue to suck. She squirmed a little and I liked the way her full tits rolled against my chest, innocent of a bra. I had to see those puppies in the nude so I yanked her top up and off.

Her titties were tanned and shapely with just a hint of hang, and she had gorgeous nipples that were pinky beige, sticking right out. I fastened my mouth around one of her nipples and sucked.

Stacey agitated her titty against my face and I tugged hard on her nipple, stretching it way out. Leaving that nipple wet and extended, I turned to her other one and sucked it the same way. She ruffled my hair, then said in a voice that had suddenly turned husky, “I need something to suck now.”

Dropping to a squat, she hauled my zipper down and let my tallywhacker leap out to point at one o’clock, the plum-like head bulging. “Holy shit!” she exclaimed as her fingertips danced the length of my nine inches.

Bowing, she licked my bald knob all over, making it wet and shiny and causing it to swell even larger. She stopped long enough to look up at me and comment, “You’re a helluva lot bigger than my husband. He’s got a fuckin’ LITTLE weenie.”

With that, she resumed kissing my cock. Her tongue glided round and round the bulging head and along the stalk which was like steel sheathed in velvet. I flipped my balls out my pants and let them dangle in front of her, hair curling around them. No, I’m not one of those pretty boys who shaves down there. Babes can take it as they find it.

Stacey licked my nuts, and my upright boner waggled to and fro across her nose. Her nostrils dilated as she inhaled my clean but horny scent. My rod throbbed tighter and harder, and it jerked with excitement so that she had trouble holding it steady as her wet tongue scurried up and down my shaft. I glanced toward the front of the shop where the door remained unlocked. Anyone could walk right in.

The manager’s wife took my swollen knob into her mouth and sucked hard. Her muffled murmurs told me this was a girl who definitely liked dick. I tilted my head back. Sweet Jesus but her cocksucking mouth felt good, including her tongue that lapped the sensitive underside of my dong. Gazing down, I enjoyed watching her stretched pink lips pump down and up, down and up on my pillar of lust.

As her blond head bobbed, with perhaps just the top of it popping into view above the counter, a gawky guy opened the front door. I turned my glazed eyes in his direction and barked, “We’re closed. Go some place else.”

He stood rooted for a second, staring at me and at the bobbing blond head which I was now sure he saw the top of, then turned and scurried out, no doubt to jack off at the first opportunity.

“Son of a fucking bitch,” I murmured, my cock throbbing happily in Stacey’s mouth and throat. She was taking more than half of me now.

“Wha’s a’matta?” she asked around her mouthful of man-meat.

“Guy saw us. Fuck! That was hot, all right.”

She let my boner spring free, now pointing even higher than one o’clock and dangling a strand of her saliva. She beamed up at me. “No shit, he really saw?”

“The top of your head.”

“Fuck. I wish he had seen my mouth wrapped around your rod…Rod.”

She went back to her happy work, pumping her mouth on my cock, then stopped after awhile to lick up and down my column some more. Her poking, swabbing tongue bobbled my nuts. If the hairs on my sack bothered her, she didn’t say so. But then, her mouth was too busy for conversation, and I liked that.

“Suck me some more, Mrs. Gallagher,” I requested, and she complied.

Down and up, forward and back, her hot mouth sucked my swollen, rock-hard dick. My hands threaded through her silky hair, and I gripped her head to control the action, pulling her to me while I rocked my hips, fucking her pretty face.

The steam rose in my boiler and, since I was far from ready to let it blow, I pulled my cock out of the hottie’s mouth and she drew back. Her puffy lips remained linked to my dick by a gleaming string of her saliva that stretched until it broke and dangled down across her chin.

I caught her under the arms and boosted her onto the counter where I laid her out. After kissing her lips and neck and touring her upper body, tugging at each titty, I pushed her skirt up to her waist and found myself looking at a skimpy black thong which was all that protected her treasure. I hooked the snapper-wrapper with two fingers, yanked it down and sailed it away. I spread her legs wide, propping one on the counter and letting the other dangle over the side.

The hot blonde’s pussy had a landing strip of dark hairs above it with none at all on her outer labia which had swollen a bit and begun to part of their own accord. Her inner flesh glinted with moisture generated by her sucking of my cock. My fingers tickled her split then spread the velvety folds to reveal the entrance to her love cove.

Some guys would have wanted only to stick their dicks into that pink paradise and bang away, but I chose to take a taste first. Dropping to my knees, I adjusted Stacey on the counter so that her puss was pointed right at me. Hanging one of her legs on my shoulder while the other dangled over the side, I leaned into her pleasure vee and pressed my parted lips to the softness of her moist cunt. As I munched at her snatch, tasting and inhaling its subtle essence, I grasped my boner, which still projected out and upward from my gaping fly, and began to stroke.

Stacey squirmed pleasurably beneath my loving lips and tongue as I licked and poked, nibbled and sucked at her sensitive girly parts. I could hear her moan as if from afar, and one of her hands was in my hair. The other was tickling her clit, which I discovered as I attempted to lick the pea-like protrusion poking from its velvet hood. My tongue chased her fingers away, a
nd I licked her clit slowly and sensuously, round and round, up and down, causing the slippery nubbin to protrude more, at which point I caugh
t her clit in my mouth and sucked heatedly, soaking her sensitive love-tip in my saliva.

“Ooh, FUCK!” I heard Stacey yell, and she grabbed my head so I wouldn’t be in a hurry to go away. She needn’t have worried. I had gotten so engrossed in eating her pussy that I had forgotten we were in full view on a counter in a store that was open for business and could be entered by anyone at any time.

I was shocked back to reality when a well-modulated female voice behind me inquired, “Can three play this game?” I raised my head to see a fashionable if rather buxom brunette in her mid-thirties. Though she was talking to me, her hot eyes were on Stacey who still lay on the counter with her titties bare and her thighs wide open.

My cock throbbed harder. Having a total stranger, especially a woman, catch me in the middle of sex was a major turn-on, even though the woman all but ignored me and stared hungrily at Stacey.

“Stace,” I said laconically, “the lady wants you.”

“Why not?” the boss’s young wife replied and made no move to cover up. “But let’s lock the place. Three’s good company, but four would be a fucking crowd.”

With my cock standing high and waggling like a wagon tongue with no tractor attached, I strode to the front of the store and locked it. Just in case a cop might happen by, I also pulled the shade. By the time I turned back to the counter where Stacey was stretched out, I saw that our visitor (customer?) had bent over her and taken on my job of licking the hot young woman’s hoo-haa. What luck that a switch-hitting female had just happened by when we needed her. And she wasn’t bad looking either, if you didn’t mind a few extra pounds of well-distributed female flesh. I didn’t.

In fact, I immediately focused on a feature of that female flesh which was aimed my way. The feature was wrapped in a snug skirt that showed ridges of the lady’s panty elastics, arching upward across her plump buttocks. Maybe that wasn’t fashionable, but I liked it as a sexy touch.

I moved up to her and began lifting her skirt. She didn’t stop licking Stacey’s pussy or even cast an eye over her shoulder at me, so I slid her skirt all the way to the small of her back and gazed at her ample but nicely curved bottom in pink silk panties with garter straps running down from underneath them to tug the tops of sheer light-brown hose. While staring, I slowly stroked my turgid dick which saluted the beauty of it all.

Finally the woman raised her head from Stacey’s snatch and looked at me. “I came in here to buy a lamp, which makes me a customer,” she said. “Didn’t your boss ever tell you that you should kiss a customer’s ass if need be to make her happy?”

She smiled and I laughed. This customer was all right. And her ass was better than all right. It was a real womanly booty, which was nice to come face to face with every once in awhile.

While the woman, whose name I later learned was Lily, bowed again to the sex-shrine nestled between the blond beach-girl’s legs, I dropped to my knees behind her and began licking the smooth flesh along the edges of her stocking tops. I caught a garter clasp between my teeth and snapped it against her thigh then licked some more, all the way around both of her thighs just above her stockings. My teeth snapped each of her garter straps against her flesh. As my cheek brushed her panty seat, she wiggled her bottom against me. Perhaps she was getting annoyed with my dallying, so I turned to face her silk-clad ass directly and licked the crescents of plump flesh that had escaped from her panty elastics. With my face brushing across her panties, Lily responded by pushing backward aggressively.

This woman knew what she wanted and my explorations so far encouraged me to give it to her. Taking the top elastic of her panties between my teeth, I slowly lowered the pink silk garment, turning it inside out as I went. This exposed the totality of her generous buttocks and laid open the crotch of her panties, as well. They were as clean as you want a lady’s underpants to be, and I began licking her buttocks all over. I spread her soft cheeks apart and admired her cute anus and her pussy with a fringe of curly dark hairs. I pressed my face between her two hillocks of smooth, springy flesh.

“Yessssss!” Lily hissed passionately, raising her face from the girl she was pleasing, and she began grinding her sweet, soft ass against me as I licked up and down her cleavage and enjoyed the wobble of her fleshy buttocks against my cheeks. I tasted her asshole and her pussy.

My head turned light, and I stroked my cock. Bending further, I focused entirely on her pussy and Lily bent lower also, shoving her ass up. I invaded her tangy snatch with my tongue, slurping noisily, while my nose nestled in her crack. I could feel and hear her getting very excited, and finally she turned to face me, kicking out out of her panties as she sank to her knees on the carpeted floor.

“Oh God, I need this!” the aroused woman exclaimed, grabbing my joystick and wrapping her lips around the knob.

“Fuck!” I growled lustfully and caught two handfuls of her billowy brunette hair. I stroked my dick in and out of her mouth while pulling her toward me with each thrust.

“Glawh…glawh…glawh…” Lilly said as her head bobbed on my cock, her dangling earrings swaying. As she worked, I pulled her dress up to her armpits, unhooked her bra, and her titties tumbled out. They were nice ones, creamy-white with rosy nipples, and they hung way down. They swayed like tolling bells as she gave me head.

I toyed with her titties, cupping them and bouncing them. I squeezed them and shook them. I milked her rigid nipples and she kept sucking me all the while, groaning and glugging on a mouthful of cock.

Stacey glared down from her seat on the display counter and demanded, “Who the fuck is going to take care of ME?”

“Come down here and find out,” I replied, and Stacey slid her naked ass off the counter, sinking to the floor. She settled on her knees next to Lily and bent to join the brunette in pleasuring my dick.

A guy could hardly ask for anything better than to have a slender blonde beach-girl and a voluptuous older brunette both licking his dong and nibbling his nuts while he gazed down at them in total enjoyment, fluffing their hair, tickling their tits, and urging them on with, “Way to go, girls. Yeah, that’s hot!”

Finally I said, “Okay, who wants to get fucked?”

“I do, I do!” both women exclaimed in unison.

“Then both of you bend over the counter and aim your asses my way.”

That seemed agreeable to them and they took their positions. Luckily the counter was at just the right height so I dropped my pants, stroked my cock a few times, then fitted the bulb into Stacey’s tight little twat.

“Maan…ooh, FUCK!” she cried when she felt my entire nine inches gliding into her.

Lily looked at me over her shoulder, and I caressed her cheeky bottom framed by her garter belt and stocking tops. As I stroked my dick in and out of Stacey, I grooved a finger down Lily’s crack and put it into her very wet vagina. After stroking my finger in and out a few times, I gave her a whack on the ass to see if she liked it. She gasped then smiled at me. I spanked her again.

I pulled out of Stacey’s tight hole and inserted my pleasure-pole into Lily. I pumped in and out, in and out, and she moaned, bobbing her ass against me. Returning to Stacey, I fucked her slowly and steadily, going all the way with each stroke, and inserted a finger back into Lily’s hair-fringed honey pot, wiggling it around.

“Ooh yesss…God…fuck!” she said. “I prefer a prick, but I’ll take a finger.”

“How about two fingers?” I asked and gave them to her.

“Oooh…better!”

After a few strokes, I carried the juicy fingers to Lily’s mouth and let her
lick them. She said, “I’d rather taste them after you’ve had them in your girlfriend.”

That was my cue to pull my cock f
rom Stacey and carry it to Lily, lying across the counter next to her. My knob and entire stalk sank into her cunny with a single thrust.

Lily said, “Oooh, shit!” and I began to fuck her.

I stuck my clean middle finger into Stacey, worked it around, then pulled it out of her pinkness and put it in Lily’s mouth while I kept sroking my cock in her fuck-hole. I did not miss a beat while the little game was going on.

The buxom brunette licked Stacey’s nectar off my finger and swallowed. “You are delicious, darling,” she said to the beach-blonde, and the two women kissed.

I was having the time of my life switching back and forth from one pussy to the other, fucking and fingering, keeping both ladies busy, giving each an occasional swat which made their bottoms jiggle and gradually show pink handprints.

The whole game suddenly changed when there was a rattle at the front door. Someone was trying to get in.

“Pay no attention, they’ll go away,” I said and kept plowing the girls’ pink furrows.

Imagine my surprise when I heard a key opening the door and my boss’s voice ring out, “Rod! What the fuck! What are you…I mean, WHO are you…” Stacey raised her blond head by that time, and he said, “Baby! Is he raping you?”

“Fuck no, Peter,” she replied. “We’re just having fun. Come on and join us.”

Lily popped her head up, and the boss said, “No! It can’t be Mrs. Abernathy, my best customer!”

“An even better customer now, Mr. Gallagher,” she said. “You’ve been screwing me for years with the high prices you charge, and now you can screw me for real.”

“Lord God, the world’s gone mad,” the scrawny gray-haired guy proclaimed and dropped his pants to move up next to me. Since I was fucking his young wife at the moment, he immediately put his pecker into Lily, and I must say that in spite of his age it took him no time at all to get it up.

“Rod, you’re fired, you know that,” he said as we stood side by side as if at urinals, only this time we were using our dinguses in a totally different way, me pleasuring his wife while he boned his best customer.

Lily spoke up, “If you fire him, Gallagher, I’ll take my business elsewhere – wherever he takes that big dick of his.

“Oh, all right,” Pete agreed. “Anyway, my wife was a slut when I married her, so I knew what to expect.” He pulled out of Lily and said, “Let’s switch. I want to show Stacey there’s no hard feelings.”

The pun was probably unintended, and we swapped pussies. That drew a happy moan from Lily as my thick 9-incher replaced Pete’s more modest cock. But what the hell, we play the hand Nature deals us, right? Pete played his with gusto as he fucked his hot young wife, and I plundered Lily with long, hard thrusts up her cooch, lightly spanking first one ass-cheek and then the other each time I drew back. I didn’t want to hurt the old girl, just keep her perking.

The ladies wiggled against the edge of the counter on which they were draped as we pumped our pricks into them, and I knew they were getting some excellent stimulation directly on their clits. Moaning and murmuring, they both came.

“I need some mouth action,” Pete said abruptly and hurried around the counter to offer his cock for his wife to suck. She took it and began blowing him.

I too wanted a little change in the action, but my desire took a different tack as I gazed down at Lily’s ass while pumping my dick in her pussy. I pulled her butt-cheeks apart and looked at the puckery little slit right above the hole that I was drilling. Why not? Lily was a good sport.

Without bothering to ask permission, I pulled my well-glazed cock out of her pussy and placed it against her forbidden aperture. I heard her catch her breath, but that was all she had a chance to do before I gave my dick a quick twist and pressed forward, popping my cockhead into Lily’s tight asshole.

“AAAAARRRGH!” she yelled (or something like that).

“Relax, baby,” I soothed. “You’re gonna love this. In fact, it’s not your first time, I’ll bet.”

She didn’t reply. In fact she didn’t make another sound as I began to push my prick deeper into her rump. She was holding her breath as inch after inch of my thick, hard cock invaded her pooper and I began to stroke in and out, in and out.

Finally I dared to ask, “Do you like it?”

“What a…fucking silly…question!” she panted and bumped her ass backward against my every thrust. The lady was getting her ass fucked good and proper, and she loved it! She certainly was getting a lot more than she had bargained for when she just stopped in to buy a lamp.

At that point Pete switched his cock from Stacey’s mouth to Lily’s, and the blonde slut looked over her shoulder at me and bitched, “Gimme some more action, goddamnit!”

Okay, baby, you asked for it, I thought as I pulled my tool from Lily’s ass with a sucking pop. I hurried around the counter and, before Stacey had a notion of what was going on, I shoved my flavorful sucker into her mouth.

Her eyes widened and she said, “Glaaaawww…” But she didn’t back off and I creamed her tonsils. I believe she came again also.

Pete pulled out of Lily’s mouth and let her have it in the face – nose, lips, cheek, and eyelids which she had been smart enough to shut. “Goddamn, that was something else,” he said.

“Shit,” said Lily, swiping at her face with her hand. “It was more than I bargained for, but I liked it.”

“Speaking of shit…” Stacey glared up at me, and I figured I was history at Pete’s antique shop. But so what? I laughed. It had been a kick to give the slut what she deserved.

Turning to Lily, I lifted her down off the counter, then helped her get cleaned up and into her clothes. She had connections, and we might have a great future together…if today was any indication.

END