Sherry Byrd - Maid for action

"That isn't what I've heard."

"You can't be serious!"

"Oh, but I am. There are a couple of girls at school, sisters actually, who make no secret of what they do with each other and they swear their mother taught them everything they know about pleasing a woman. And a man."

"Wow! Do you really believe them? That blows my mind!"

"I believe them. They're too convincing not to."

The little light bulb went on in Nita's head. "Oh-ho! And you've had both of them, haven't you? Both at the same time. Have you ever had their mama? Or them and their mama, all at the same time?" Nita tried to sound jealous and angry. What she really sounded like was damned excited by the whole idea.

"I've always heard that you should never tell your boyfriend or girlfriend, depending on who you are, everything. I believe this is one of those times I'd better keep my mouth shut."

"Like hell you will! You started this. Now answer me!"

"No. You'll just have to think what you want."

"I could cut you off, you know."

"That would be using your pussy for blackmail," Billy said seriously. "That ruins a nice relationship."

"Yeah, it would, wouldn't it? We do have a nice relationship, don't we? What's going to happen when school starts? What are we going to do then?"

"You said you're going to State. Be like we are now? Why should anything change?"

"Do you mean we can live together? Keep everything the same as it is now?"

"Why not? Going to class every day won't be any different than going to work every day."

"Yes it will. You'll be around all those beautiful girls. They'll be after your nice cock." Nita tugged on his prick again, unconsciously trying to establish ownership, or at least a prior claim.

"And what about all the hunky guys who'll be chasing after you? You're not exactly a two-bagger, you know."

"A what? Is that an insult?"

"No way! It would be an insult if I said you are a two-bagger. A two-bagger is a girl who's so ugly you have to put a bag over her head and over yours, just in case the bag over her head comes off. I was paying you a compliment."

Nita wasn't dumb. She was perfectly capable of sound, logical thinking.

"No you weren't. The way you put it leaves it open that I'm a one-bagger. That sure as hell is no compliment!"

"Oh. Well, I didn't mean it that way. You're beautiful. I mean that. I'd be proud to be seen anywhere with you. Under any circumstances.''

"Even at an orgy?"

"At an orgy? Where in the world did you come up with that?"

"I've read and heard about what goes on at college. They have orgies at State, don't they?"

"Well, sure, but what makes you think I attend them?"

"Because you're a man and you've got a cock and you like to fuck." Nita said it all at once in a quick burst of breath.

"Are we going to start on that subject again?"

"I don't know what subject you're talking about, but I'm not trying to start anything." She teased his cock again. "Except maybe this. Anyway, maybe I'm just interested in finding out if you've been to an orgy so I can ask you to take me when we get there. Would that bother you?"

"No. Would it bother you?"

"After watching you fuck Mary? And helping you do it? No, it wouldn't. It might have if I had found out how I feel about you before we joined Mary for threesomes. It's a little late to back out now."

"And just how do you feel about me?"

Nita thought for a moment before answering. "I'm not really sure, but I think… no, I know that I have some very special feelings about you. For you."

"That's good enough for now," Billy said, leaning over to kiss her while working his finger up and down her slit.

"By the way," Nita said, as she pulled her mouth away from his, "Mary said she and Sam are having a party tomorrow night. She invited us. From the way she acted, I'm pretty sure it's going to be an orgy. Of sorts, at least. Would you like to go?"

"Sure. It might be fun."

"It probably will be fun!" Nita said with a laugh. "I can't imagine Mary putting on such a party that wouldn't be fun. There should be some strange pussy for you. Isn't that they way you men refer to a woman you haven't fucked?"

"And there should be some new cocks for you," he replied, turning his body toward her. "Now, you'd better do something about what you have in your hand. You're getting me hot and horny again."

"What we've been talking about is what's gotten you hot," Nita teased.

"That, too. But I'd have gotten that way just from what you're doing. Will you do something about it?"

"You didn't get enough earlier tonight? You sure acted tired when we finished and your cock was empty. That's been only about half an hour."

"So? I never get enough of you." He pushed Nita onto her back and climbed over her. "You're feeling it, too, aren't you, baby? You're getting just as excited as I am."

She could feel his heavy breath warmly caressing her face. His body lay on hers lightly, trapping her without oppressing her. The wanting burned deep in her body. She slowly parted her lips and lifted her chin. His open mouth covered hers in a long, gentle, yet intensely demanding kiss.

"Mmmmmm… "Nita murmured, letting herself go, getting into the mood of the moment. A certain breathless sweetness and warmth coursed throughout her entire being.

Billy began to twist and turn his lips skillfully against her, coaxing and teasing, subtly fueling the hot fire that ran through the underground river of her desire. His mouth held her attention while his hands began to search and explore, hunting out her erogenous zones. He'd learned them well during the past few days. His right hand traveled the shapely curve of her hip and made its way onto the succulent length of her thigh.

"Uuuuummmmmmm," she murmured against his mouth, aware of what he was doing, inviting it silently by shifting her body so he could touch her better. Her hips wiggled and squirmed against the bed.

The thoughts she'd been expressing earlier were getting hazier and hazier now, her ability to think obliterated by the unbearably delicious vibrations that plucked at her senses, coaxing her deeper and deeper under their spell.

She could feel the full length of his body pressing against hers. Could feel his pelvis working back and forth in an insistent, sensuous rhythm. His breath became heavier and more uneven against her mouth. His lips nibbled and played skillfully up and down her neck, sending chills of pleasure coursing down the length of her spine.

Then his lips held her imprisoned again and his hands were suddenly everywhere, tantalizing her beyond endurance, touching her breasts, her belly, her inner thighs, reawakening every erotic nerve she possessed.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Nita gasped, writhing under his hot touch.

Billy lifted her lips gently and straightened her out on the bed, then spread her thighs apart with his hands. Nita sighed deeply and relaxed, letting him open her wide, getting her ready for him.

He lowered his head, gazing hungrily at the succulent pink flower of her snatch. It was dripping with nectar and throbbing with desire. He drew in a deep breath, inhaling the spicy-sweet garden aroma of her sex juice. His mouth watered in anticipation of the taste that that fragrance promised to yield to him.

He buried his tongue gently between the swollen petals of her down-covered labia and breathed out against her, flooding her aching cunt with the tantalizing hotness of his breath.

"Ahhhhh… "Nita sighed, her back arching up off the bed in an instinctive spasm of reaction. Her eyelids fluttered and closed, her head fell back, her fingernails clawed at the sheet as a sudden deep wave of ecstasy washed over her.

His tongue began to move then, licking and stroking, lapping up the juice that dribbled out to meet him. The taste fired his senses, went to his head like alcohol, warmed his blood and set it to pounding harder than ever in his throbbing tool. He gasped and swallowed, gasped and swallowed, rasping his lapper at a steady pace along the full-fleshed slit.