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Barb lifted her hands from Pete's head where they had been running through his hair. She grabbed her tits and squeezed them. Pete didn't know if she squeezed them like that because it felt good or to stop their wild bouncing. In either case, it was exciting to see!

After crying with passion for several minutes, Barb's voice softened to a whimper. Still, Pete kept his tongue at her clit, waiting for further instructions.

"Get inside me," Barb said finally. "Fuck me!" That was what he was waiting, hoping, and dying to hear! He got to his feet, bringing his throbbing prick to Barb's pussy.

Leaning back on the edge of the table, Barb spread her thighs farther and reached for Pete's prick. As she pulled his cock to her pussy, she lifted her face to be kissed.

Pete knew his face was wet with her fuck juice. But Barb didn't seem to mind. In fact, she lashed his wet lips and chin with her tongue as though he was chocolate syrup that she was licking.

As eager as he was to feel his prick buried in Barb's cunt, Pete was thrilled at the way she held his cockhead at her pussy slot, sliding his prickhead over her cunt lips and clit. She was still whimpering, too, even as she kissed him.

Having the slippery folds of flesh in Barb's cunt slithering beneath his prick made Pete hotter than he'd ever been. And when she pushed his prick down a bit, then pulled his cock inside her, the guy shivered with joy.

His prick kept sliding deeper into the slick cavern of Barb's cunt until his balls were against her ass below her crotch. The firm grip of her cunt on his stiff cock triggered Pete's fucking instincts, and he began fucking.

"Ohhhhh!" Barb moaned in profound rapture. Each dip and pull of his prick lifted Pete higher into ecstasy. He tried to fuck slowly, making his pleasure last.

He grabbed one of Barb's tits in one hand and one of her asscheeks in the other. She put her hands around his neck to hold on.

Harder and deeper, Pete fucked his prick. Bottles on the table had fallen over and were rolling around, but the fuckers were oblivious. The building could have crumbled around them without them being distracted from their fucking. "F-f-fuck me!" Barb wailed, on her way to another orgasm.

Pete gasped with every lunge of his prick.

Pete entered a pre-orgasmic state of ecstasy. With every second, his pleasure increased!

"I'm going to come!" he said, letting Barb know.

Pete pulled his face back from Barb's. They looked at each other and, seeing the expression of lust on each other's face, they both moaned with joy.

"Ahhhhh!" Pete cried as jism began surging through his cock.

He forced himself to keep his eyes open so he could watch Barb as she watched him. Her face never looked more beautiful!

Pete's orgasm boiled and churned inside him as his prick pistoned in Barb's cunt. Raw pleasure was his reward. And as long as it lasted, he was the richest guy on earth!

Even when his climax subsided, his pleasure was still intense. His prick, although out of ammunition, enjoyed the snapping tightness of Barb's cunt. He still held her tit and ass in his hand. And he still enjoyed the gorgeous sight of Barb's body connected to his at the crotch.

"That was heavenly!" Barb sighed.

"I love fucking you!" Pete said.

As they lingered in the glow of their fucking, the door opened. The teens swiveled their heads toward it and saw Ann step into the room. They tensed, held still, then relaxed. After all, they didn't need to feel shy in front of Ann – not after all they'd been through together.

"Well, look who's here," Ann said as she tossed her costume on the back of a chair. "How'd you get in, Pete?"

"He dropped from the sky," Barb said, pointing up to the skylight but not letting go of Pete.

"Well, don't mind me," Ann said as she sat down. "But Joy's going to be here any minute, and if she finds Pete here she'll want to fuck him."

Pete and Barb remained where they were, holding each other, Pete's cock still plugged into Barb's cunt. Ann put cold cream on her face, then rubbed it off.

"Maybe we should get dressed," Barb said. "I'd hate to have to share you with Joy now."

"You don't have to share me with anyone," Pete said as he pulled his shrunken prick from the girl's pussy. "But there's no use tormenting her when she gets here."

So the guys dressed. So did Ann. Then they decided to go out for something to eat. But before they left, Ann called Joy on the phone to make sure she hadn't forgotten she was due to go on stage.

Pete and Barb stood next to Ann at the pay phone in the hallway, and they heard the gasps and moans coming from the receiver as soon as Joy answered.

"Joy, you're supposed to be on stage in about two minutes," Ann said. "Joe will be mad as hell. What? You're fucking Joe now? Jesus!"

Pete and Barb giggled.

"There's no one here to take your place," Ann said. "No, I just got off. They don't want to see me again."

There was more moaning and breathy words coming from the receiver, but Pete and Barb couldn't make them out.

"Oh, sure!" Ann said sarcastically. "And I'll collect the cover charge while she's on stage, I suppose."

Pete and Barb giggled again, knowing that Joy had suggested that Bertha, the old chick who collected cover charges at the door, go on for Joy. Not that Bertha wouldn't be glad to. But the sight of her two-hundred-pound body bouncing around the stage might drive out more customers than Ann had attracted.

"And now," the amplified voice of the MC was heard to say, "the delectable, sensational, exotic Joy Toy!"

"Now what?" Ann asked as she hung up.

"I'll go on!" Barb said.

"You can't," Ann said. "You're too young. The place would be closed down if the cops knew we had an underage stripper. You have to be twenty-one, and you're only eighteen."

"They won't know," Barb said. "I'll just go on this once. Besides, there's hardly anyone out there at this time of day."

"That's true," Ann said, thinking. "I'll tell you what. I'll see if there are any cops out there, and you go put on that pink costume."

"Goody!" Barb yelled as she ran back to the dressing room.

Ann left Pete for a moment and came back. "I guess she'll get away with it," Ann said. "There are only a few of the regulars out there anyhow."

"Well, I guess Joy isn't quite ready," the MC was saying. "Remember, Wednesday is ladies night at the Kingston…"

Barb suddenly was running down the hallway. She looked gorgeous in the stripper costume!

"I'm so excited!" she said as she ran past Pete and Ann.

"Let's go watch," Pete said.

"Okay. Come up on the roof. We'll take the stairs, though."

Once again, Pete found himself on the roof, looking into a skylight. But he never thought he would see his own girl friend on the stage, dancing and stripping.

When they looked down, Barb was just taking off her lacy robe. Her young tits, half bidden in a tiny bra, looked fabulous as they heaved to the music.

At first, Barb seemed a bit stiff. Her face looked rigid as she kept her gaze down. But the longer she danced around, the more relaxed she became. By the time she unfastened her bra and exposed her huge tits, she was dancing loose and free.

"Damn! She's good!" Ann said.

"Yeahhh!" Pete agreed, excited by the sight even though he'd just fucked her.

When Barb tossed away her bra, her tits looked even more beautiful than they had when Pete had held them.

Pete and Ann were huddled together as they knelt by the skylight. Ann's sexy perfume added to the guy's excitement, and he couldn't help putting an arm around her. As he did, Ann moved closer to him.

Barb was bouncing around the stage, smiling at the audience as she showed off her lovely tits.

"Do you think Barb would mind if we fucked while watching her?" Ann asked.