John Douglas - Wild cherry

We sipped the drinks and stared about us. Across the room, a male voice sought my attention.

"Steve! Steve Grammer!"

"Archie!" I called back, watching the handsome young man get up and head for our table. Behind him, two strikingly beautiful redheads craned their necks and I saw another acquaintance, Richard Weller.

"Where have you been hiding this luscious creature?" Archie Swanson demanded, bending over the table and glaring down the front of Kitty's blouse. Under the table, I felt her toe dig into my shin.

"Private stock, old buddy," I smiled. "Miss Harley, this is a notorious lecher named Archie Swanson. Archie, this is Kitty!"

He raised her hand to his lips and slipped his tongue between the fingers, making her giggle.

"Kitty!" he echoed. "A perfect name for such a lovely creature. I'd invite you both to join us, but these tables are too damn small. What are you doing after dinner?"

I glanced at Kitty and caught her faint nod. "It depends on what you have in mind," I said.

"Dick and I are going home with the Colfax twins," he explained. "They've just picked up some home movies. Would you two like to join us?"

"Home movies?" Kitty asked curiously.

"Stag films," I explained. "I imagine they're pretty wild."

"I'd like to see them," she said without hesitation.

I thought Archie was going to climb across the table in his eagerness. "Then you'll come?"

"As spectators," I said firmly. "Kitty is not quite as experienced as your friends."

"That's okay," he assured me. "Just as long as she doesn't mind what we do."

"If Dick and the girls are agreeable," I told him, "we'll be happy to tag along."

He bounced back to his table and four heads joined in a brief discussion. He lifted his hand, thumb and forefinger shaping a circle of acceptance.

"I've never seen a film like that," Kitty said. "Do they actually do it?"

"Baby," I said patiently, "if it is physically possible, they'll put it on film. Are you sure you want to go? It may get pretty rough."

Her knee rubbed mine beneath the table. "You'll look after me, Uncle Steve. I'm not worried. It's exciting!"

As we ate, I examined the girls across the room. From that distance, they were identical in every way, from the half naked and deliciously full breasts to the tight caps of red curls. Their animated conversation and frequent laughter promised an utterly uninhibited evening. I only hoped it wouldn't prove too much for Kitty.

We had a second drink after the meal and Kitty was beginning to giggle at every other remark. When we stood up, she leaned against me and whispered, "I want to be fucked!"

"Anytime, sugar!" I assured her.

"If I just wasn't so Goddamn scared!" she complained.

"Don't rush it," I consoled. "That was a pretty good substitute you came up with this morning."

We joined the quartet at the cashier's counter and Archie made the introductions. When he came to Kitty, he added, "She's a spectator only. All hands off!"

Dick ran his eyes up and down Kitty's curves. "How about dining privileges?"

Kitty blushed, but I answered, "We'll see how things develop."

The two redheads gave me a curious onceover, letting their green eyes linger on the prominent bulge at my crotch. So far, I couldn't tell them apart. Sandra and Amanda were dressed alike and it seemed to me that even the provocative thrusts of their mouthwatering tits lifted at the same exact angles. I found myself wondering if they screwed alike.

We trailed Archie's car through the traffic and I found a parking space right in front of the aging brownstone where he had converted the upper floor into a combination studio and residence.

Once inside, Dick established himself behind the bar and Archie began setting up the projector. The twins, who insisted they be called Sandy and Mandy, kicked off their slippers and sandwiched me between their voluptuous bodies, ignoring Kitty's laughing protests.

One of them slid her hand down to explore the semi-erect length of my cock, forcing her fingers between belt and belly with experienced ease. The other loosened my tie and unbuttoned my shirt, twisting the hairs on my chest while she poked the tip of a wet tongue into my ear.

"Better watch those two, Steve!" Dick called across the room. "They'll eat you alive!"

I was doing a little exploring of my own. Two identical pairs of firm-nippled tits strained against my kneading fingers and two hot crotches slid and quivered along my thighs, burning through my trousers with their moist hunger.

"Everybody grab a drink and settle back for the show," Archie demanded, claiming one of the beauties. Kitty replaced her, dragging me down onto a pile of cushions and handing me a glass.

The room was plunged into semi-darkness and Kitty snuggled against me, fumbling for my zipper as the square of light centered on the portable screen. I quickly unfastened my belt and shoved trousers and shorts down, giving Kitty room to operate.

The film was in full color and of surprisingly high quality. Also surprising was the subject matter and I felt Kitty's hand grip my cock in excitement as the first scene flashed into view.

A bobby-soxed girl who appeared to be no more than twelve or thirteen wiggled her cute ass into a shabbily furnished room where a middle-aged man sprawled in shorts and dirty undershirt on a rumpled bed. The girl deposited her school books on the table and looked over at the man. Grinning, the guy drew his half-hard prick out and waved it at her, making her shake her head violently and start to turn.

The man leaped to his feet and grabbed her arm, forcing her to her knees and rubbing the head of his cock against her face. Before long, he had worked it into her mouth and the camera moved in to show the saliva-slick shaft as he slid it in and out, twisting her arm until she began sucking with deep hollowings of her flushed cheeks.

Kitty shifted her body about until she could bend over my lap and still keep one eye on the screen. I suppressed a grunt as her moist lips claimed the tip of my cock and she began licking the tiny slit in mounting excitement.

I could see that Archie was already on top of one of the twins, his ass beginning to bob up and down between her elevated knees. Dick, on the other hand, was not watching the screen. He had his face buried between the girl's thighs while she stared at the picture and I could hear the wet sound of his feasting.

The two-dimensional characters shed their clothing and the girl revealed a body too well developed to be as young as she had first appeared. The man, in turn, displayed an enormous prick that he was trying to cram into the girl's small cunt, holding her struggling body down as the huge head stabbed her crotch until it found the tiny slit.

From there on, the film was routine, with close ups of his cock sliding in and out and his balls whacking her wriggling ass. I found Kitty's activity far more interesting, for she was sucking my prick with even greater eagerness than she had displayed that morning, taking it far back in her throat as her blonde head rose and fell and her fingers rolled my balls with gentle pressure.

Sometime during the film, we had all managed to get rid of our clothes and, when Archie reached up to switch off the projector and turned the lights on again, six naked bodies were writhing and hunching on the thick rug.

Dick was still slurping away at his selected cunt and the girl was staring hungrily at my cock, its glistening sides exposed when Kitty's mouth lifted. I caught her eyes and pointed at Kitty's inviting pussy, shaping my lips in a sucking motion. The girl nodded, her eyes narrowing.

Forcing Kitty to release her prize, I crawled with her to where I could guide her down again, on her side, facing the twin, while I stretched myself behind her, slipping my cock between her thighs until the swollen head extended past the lower end of her cuntal groove.