Debbie Jones - Daddy And Me

"You like?" he smiled.

"I love it," I assured him.

"I hope you don't mind if I do a little entertaining?" he asked.

"Why, no… It's perfectly alright with me."

"I was thinking of inviting a couple of my friends over tonight to meet you. They're both in the movie business, only overseas distribution."

"Sure," I smiled, "I'll be happy to meet them."

All day long I played it cool, swimming in the pool, riding his exercise bicycle and relaxing. When seven o'clock came I was busily preparing for dinner, trying hard to look my very best.

I wore a white silk micro-mini, white shoes and my lone piece of really good jewelry. I had to make the best impression I knew how. I brushed my hair until it shone and let it fall about my shoulders. My dark brown hair, olive skin, brown eyes against the white silk did have impact.

Finally Rodney came to get me. He knocked twice, but opened the door before I could answer.

"My, but you look nice," he grinned. "I like to see a beautiful woman who knows how to dress."

"You look very handsome;" I told him, kissing him on the side of the cheek.

"What's with the brotherly kiss?" he chuckled. "I like them like this." He wrapped his arms around me tightly, crushing his lips against mine as we Frenched.

"Wow!" I sighed, "You are turned-on."

"It's all your fault," he smiled. I followed him down the hall, down the steps and into the living room. There, waiting for me were two husky, young men. One was ruddy-complexioned with sandy-red hair, the other brown-haired and blue-eyed. Both looked virile and eager.

"Let me introduce you to Debbie… a girl who is going to make the movies," Rodney said confidently. "This is Cliff and this is Bill."

Cliff was the red-headed man, and Bill was the brown-haired blue-eyed man. They shook hands, and exchanged polite greetings. Then Rodney announced, "they tell me dinner is ready… and I guess we'd better eat it while it's hot."

I followed them into the dining room and the table was set with gold service on white linen. A lone spotlight illuminated a floral center piece. The food was delicious. The talk was all small-talk and movie shop-talk. It wasn't until after dinner up in Rodney's private bedroom, we began getting casual.

"I think the first thing we should do is get comfortable," Rodney announced.

"You mean take off our clothes, right, old boy?" Cliff chuckled.

"Right… and the bar is over there. You name it, we've got it."

It didn't take Rodney, Bill, Cliff and I very long to strip until we were all bare ass naked.

"How do you like him?" Rodney laughed, glancing at Cliff, whose huge cock was standing up nice as you please. The most amazing thing about him, though, was the size of his dong. I'd seen big pricks, but never this huge.

"They don't call me Cliff the Cock for nothing," he said, gripping his tool and holding it out proudly.

Bill had a good-sized one too, and he was hard as rock, so was Rodney… but with a pecker the size of Cliff's cock in front of me, I couldn't take my eyes off it.

"Three-ways… ever have three men screw you at the same time?" Bill asked excitedly.

"I'm a three-way virgin," I laughed.

"Well, it's really quite simple," Rodney grinned knowingly. "You'll have to suck somebody off, and someone gets your pussy, and somebody rams it up your asshole."

"I'd like to have her eat me," Cliff announced. I was afraid of that. A huge prick that size would kill me. I could never get it all in.

Cliff sensed what I was thinking, no doubt because anyone else who had sex with him would be forced to give his cock size a lot of meaty thought.

"I like the asshole," Bill said, slapping my buttocks playfully. "You got some of that KY handy, Rodney? That's the best stuff to get the pecker up there."

"At your service," he smiled, rushing off to get the lubricant from the bathroom. Seconds later, he returned, handing it to Bill, who began greasing his penis and putting it all around my asshole. It felt funny to feel his slippery finger sliding all around back there.

"I prefer the pussy," Rodney grinned, "I'm normal." Bill and Cliff broke up laughing.

"Biggest pussy eater in Hollywood," Cliff laughed. "You name 'em… he's eaten them."

We got on the king-size bed, and with the mirrors all around us I got a kick out of watching.

"We need a drink… just a minute, just a minute," Rodney insisted. He quickly got behind the bar, and called out, "What'll it be? We've got everything."

"Scotch on the rocks," Cliff told him.

"I'd like a bourbon and seven," I said, and then Bill ordered his gin drink. Rodney was rapid in preparing them, his speed coming with practice no doubt. We sipped on them, and chatted. It was a good opener because it gave me time to get acquainted. I stroked Bill's slippery penis.

"You going to put all that up my asshole?"

"I sure as hell am going to try," he laughed.

"Just go easy," I insisted, squeezing his penis tightly.

"Let's get this fucking, sucking show on the road," Rodney insisted, his joint stiffening at the thought of getting a good fucking.

"You're making it difficult to do it from every angle," I had to tell him, "but I'll do my best."

I figured if I lay on my side, one could ram it up my ass, the other could have my pussy and I could give Cliff's fantastic tool the blowjob he sought.

"Good position… just like a pro," Rodney said as he got on the bed beside me and pulled me to him. His huge dick slid in my cunt smoothly, and at that very moment I felt Bill's pecker, greased and anxious, sliding in the back door.

"Ohhhh, that feels funny," I laughed, "two pricks coming in me at the same time from different directions."

"Feel good?" Rodney asked anxiously.

"Oh, I love it," I assured him. Then, Cliff knelt at my head and held his huge penis out for me.

"Hi," he smiled.

"Hi," I grinned up at him, as I reached out to grip his tremendous tool and pull it to my mouth.

"You've got a big one," I told him.

"That's what they all say," he laughed, "but it's real sweet suckin' honey and you're gonna' like it lots."

Now the two men were really going to town, hammering at my asshole, driving it up my cunt.

"Get that tempo so we're doing it at the same speed," Bill told Rodney.

"That's it… now, you've got it," Bill told him. The two men were trying to time their thrusts together, so we could make it together. It was a bit difficult to grab the dick up my ass with my ass-muscles and catch the cock with my cunt muscles at the same time. But I was trying to grind out a super fuck for them, in spite of the difficulty.

"Just touch it with your tongue… you'll like the taste of it," Cliff said, urging me on. I stuck my tongue out, licked all around its sticky crown and then I felt him shove.

Holding my head with one hand, gripping his dick with the other, he drove forward.

"That's it… suck that cock… suck it, suck… suck that cock," he said, sliding it down my throat.

As he came closer I dug the smell of his hot loins, I liked seeing him sweat. I loved to have his huge balls riding on my chin. I did think I'd choke on it, it was that huge-but he knew just how to angle it down my throat as he pumped it to me and I dug it all the way.

"Suck… suck that cock… that's it… suck it off, eat it up… ohhhh, baby, now, now you're groovin'… jiggle the nuts… like that. Ohhhh, I love it."

"Grab my pecker with your ass," Bill demanded. "Twist your tail around my flagpole. Ohhhh, beautiful. I like that. I like that," he gasped as he kept pumping his pecker up there.

My titties were being crushed on Rodney as he drove his dagger up my gash. I tried to snap my pussy, as his pulsating pecker jabbed in and out faster and faster.