Lane Novak - Full-bodied babe

"If I don't?"

Babe dipped her hand into the water and stroked his cock. "Well, then. I guess I'll never see you again."

Chris quivered. "Yeah, well… I'm sure the tape will meet with my… satisfaction. The only problem is that the group makes decisions by unanimous vote. All five of us have to be in agreement."

"Two down, three to go," muttered Babe. "Huh?"

"Oh, nothing. Where would I find Jo Jo and Billy?"

Chris shrugged. "Your guess is as good as mine. The five of us inhabit this house like lost souls. We rarely see each other and, to tell the truth, we haven't done a hell of a lot of rehearsing."

"But they are somewhere in the house, right?"

"Right."

"Then I'll find them," said Babe confidently, lifting herself out of the tub.

"Good luck," Chris smirked. "Even if you locate all four of my business associates, they may not be as agreeable as I."

"Don't underestimate my powers of persuasion," said Babe, fetching a towel from a nearby closet.

Chris took one last look at her scrumptuous body before she wrapped herself in the towel.

"After what we just did," he replied, "I wouldn't dare."

Babe blew him a kiss and headed for the door.

Her search for the rest of The Boys proved to be a piece of cake. No sooner had she left Chris than she found both Jo Jo and Billy pumping iron in the gymnasium. At first, the keyboard player and the bassist didn't notice her standing there in her wraparound. Each of them was preoccupied with lifting weights, exercising their upper body muscles, dressed in red warm-up suits and wearing sweat bands that kept their shaggy brown hair in place.

Hands on her hips, Babe slowly approached them. "Well, hello," she pleasantly greeted.

Jo Jo practically dropped fifty pounds of iron on his foot. Billy slowly lowered his weights to the mat. "Well, hello yourself," he replied.

"Keeping in shape?" asked Babe, putting her hands behind her back and swaying to the left and right.

Jo Jo stared at her cleavage, brimming from the top of her towel. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"I'm your fairy godmother," she answered playfully. "I'm here to grant your every wish."

Jo Jo glanced at Billy who shrugged with amusement.

"What can I do for you boys?" asked Babe. "Hmm," Billy considered, playing along.

"Anything at all?"

"Name it."

"How about lending me your towel?" he said with a facetitious grin.

Without a second's hesitation, Babe peeled off the terry cloth and tossed it over.

Jo Jo and Billy stood side by side, staring in awe at Babe's naked body. She noticed the sudden bulge in the crotch of their sweat pants and sucked in her cheeks. "It appears you gentlemen are in need of some assistance," she casually observed.

Jo Jo and Billy again exchanged disbelieving _glances. "It appears so," Jo Jo anxiously concurred.

"I'll take care of that," Babe cheerfully assured them, kneeling down before her two admirers and reaching for their drawstrings. As she pulled out the knots, both of their sweat pants fell to their ankles, exposing them from the waist down. Both Jo Jo and Billy had enormous hard-ons.

Babe took one in her left hand and one in her right and began sliding her fists up and down their stiff shafts.

"My!" she exclaimed. "But you two are big. Is that what pumping iron does to you?" she wondered, acquainting herself with the substantial dimensions of their throbbing members. "Do they taste as good as they look?" she asked.

Jo Jo swallowed hard. "W-why don't you find out for yourself?" he suggested.

Babe giggled, then licked his cock as if it were a candy cane. Jo Jo took a deep breath and moaned softly.

"M-m-m-m," said Babe. "Delicious!"

"Mine's even better," chimed Billy.

Babe wrapped her wet lips around the knob of his prick and sampled his meat treat. "Ah-h," she determined. "Sweetest meat a girl could eat."

Babe leaned back and used her fingers to juggle their dangling balls. Jo Jo and Billy squirmed with delight, their taut tentacles of lust bobbing uncontrollably with titillation. Then, while she yanked one tool, she sucked the other, alternating every few minutes. One moment she'd be tugging on Jo Jo's hard rod while her mouth devoured Billy's swollen beefstick.

The next moment she would be greasing Jo Jo's pole while jerking off Billy.

By now, both of her partners were well into the spirit of things, improvising their own pleasure. They had Babe stretch out on one of the mats and began exploring her body with their hands and mouths. While Jo Jo Frenchkissed her, he groped her juggs and twisted her hard nipples between his fingertips. In the meantime, Billy acquainted himself with Babe's charms below the waist. He sucked her toes, then slowly slid his tongue up her shapely legs, licking her inner thighs before diving head-first into her alluring snatch. He used his thumbs to spread the tender pink petals of Babe's pussy, inserted his tongue and generously lapped her luscious, raw clit.

Squeezing her ripe flesh melons, Jo Jo made her nipples protrude, then bent down and sucked them one at a time. Babe used one free hand to reach up and stroke his dangling shaft, while. the other hand pressed down on the back of Billy's head, forcing his face into her torrid crotch. They made a hot combo of entwined limbs and writhing flesh. After conquering two members of the band just a short while ago. Babe was beginning to feel that familiar yearning in her loins all over again.

In the course of their menage a trois, the trio adjusted their positions. At one point, Babe was on all fours with Jo Jo kneeling before her, his cock in her mouth, and Billy kneeling behind her, balling her doggie-style. As Babe slid her tight, wet lips along his extended prick, Jo Jo held her head in his two hands and pumped his hips, driving his slick dick down her gulping throat. Billy brought up the rear by clutching the cheeks of Babe's beautiful ass and hammering her honeypot with his horny hardware.

Babe feasted on Jo Jo's phallus with incomparable flair. When she wasn't lapping his balls with her nimble tongue, she was grazing his sinewy shaft with her glossy, puckered lips.

She'd nibble gently on the bulbous crown of his cock, then close her mouth like a vise around its rim and force herself to consume the entire length of his swollen member in long, lingering strokes.

"Oh-h-h-h, you suck a mean cock, lady," he moaned, grasping her by the scruff of the neck and plunging his pleasure tool down her warm gullet.

Billy was equally pleased with Babe's snug but smooth love socket. Swivelling his hips, he stroked her thighs and skewered her saucy snatch. It was the best piece of pussy he had had in weeks. It was the only piece of pussy he had had in weeks and he intended to make the most of it. "Oh-h, man!" he exclaimed. "I could use some of this every hour of the day!"

"Save some for me, man," Jo Jo chuckled.

"You seem to be doing just fine on your end"

" Oh-h, yeah," Jo Jo agreed as Babe sucked harder. "But I'm a greedy son of a bitch. I want it all!"

Babe momentarily withdrew her mouth from Jo Jots meat whistle. "I've got an idea," she said.

"How about an endurance contest?"

Jo Jo and Billy exchanged bewildered glances.

"I'll do my best to make you guys come," Babe elaborated. "The one who holds out gets to have me all to himself."

"I'm game," said Billy, confident of his stamina.

"May the best man win," agreed Jo Jot anticipating victory.

Then Babe took charge. She made Billy lie down on his back while she straddled his hips and had Jo Jo stand astride Billy with his crotch in Babe's face. She guided Billy's cock into her cunt and once again enveloped Jo Jo's prick with her luscious mouth.

Babe did her best to tantalize both of them. While riding up and down on Billy's pillar of pleasure, she bobbed her head, sliding her stiff, rounded lips from the base of the crown of Jo Jo's throbbing pecker, fucking and sucking with her usual finesse. Neither of her lovers reacted to her intimate performance, trying hard to restrain their passions. But it didn't matter. Babe knew she could get both of them off with or without their cooperation.