Brad Roberts: Jenny_s favorite color

It took Ben a few more strokes to shove his throbbing prick up to the heavy, hairy balls between Don's firm cheeks; then he stopped moving, holding his cock completely imbedded in Don's hot anus. Neither of them moved for a few seconds, both completely enraptured with the full, throbbing victory of what they had done; then Ben placed his hands firmly on Don's hips and began to rotate them slowly. As he moved, Ben let out a husky moan of delight, and Don whimpered with pleasure.

As though it had a mind of its own, Ben's hand slipped around to the front of Don's body. He encircled his partner's massive, throbbing dork and began to stroke it slowly. Don whimpered wildly and began to twist and churn against Ben's big cock as the muscular black began to move again.

Don had never felt anything quite like it, and he moved quickly to accentuate Ben's thrusts. He started to twist his hips in a rhythmic rotation, complimenting Ben's deeply fucking shaft, forcing the massive gnarled pole in deeper, more viciously. It was a sensation Ben hadn't felt in a long time, and having it coupled with the living length of Don's big, pulsating prick in his hand made it something new, different, and far more stimulating than he had expected. He lost himself in the feel of it, his powerful hips twisting… circling… thrusting… pistoning.

It was good for both of them, blissfully sensuous. In a matter of minutes a deep groan of animal satisfaction filled the room as Ben began to pump the hot elixir free of his aching balls, flooding the tight, eager chasm of Don's ass with wads of thick, creamy fluid. Don moaned in ecstasy, and his cock lurched in Ben's frantically stroking hand; then a stream of glistening liquid shot forth from its tip and arced through the air.

It splattered against the bedspread below as they finished, then collapsed downward in exhaustion.

The sight was enough to work both Janice and Sue to a feverish pitch. Both of them stripped frantically and became one in a tight sixty-nine embrace. They began lapping and sucking at each other's oozing pussies, fighting wildly for satisfaction.

Don and Ben sat up and then Don moved across the bed and moved up behind Sue's quivering form. He used a little of the Vaseline on his thick, stiff cock, and then began to ream his way into Sue's ass.

It was almost four in the morning when Ben came out of the small bathroom, his dark body still glowing slightly from his shower. He moved across the motel room to the small table beside the double bed and lit a cigarette; then he sat down on the edge and flipped open the covers so he could slip in beside Sue.

She stirred slightly and looked up at him as he propped a pillow behind his head and leaned back.

"I think they were a little disappointed at our not staying all night."

Ben frowned slightly as he glanced at his watch.

"We damn near did…"

Sue waited for him to continue; and when he didn't, she spoke again.

"What's eating you?"

Ben took a deep drag off his cigarette and looked down at her. He managed a small smile.

"Nothing, I just wanted a little sleep. We did have a pretty good workout, you know."

Sue returned the frown he had given her a few minutes earlier.

"Don't play games with me; I'm good old Sue, remember; I know you; you couldn't be the one to pull the plug on a sex orgy. You could have gone on another eight hours without feeling tired."

Ben took a deep breath and shrugged.

"I don't know… I guess maybe it just wasn't what I'd been expecting. Maybe I expected too much."

A puzzled expression filled Sue's face.

"How do you mean? I thought it was pretty wild."

Ben nodded slowly.

"Yes, it was wild… I don't know. I sort of figured wife-swapping meant just exactly that; you know, you take off with him to one bedroom and I make it with her. Janice and Don don't seem to look at it that way; I'm supposed to ball him while she balls you. It just wasn't what I figured."

Sue sat up beside him and lit a cigarette. "Didn't you enjoy it?"

Ben shrugged. "Sure, it was wild, different. It's just like I said, though; I feel like they're using us, not sharing a good balling session with us."

He took another deep drag and shook his head slowly.

"Maybe it's just me, I don't know. Maybe if I give it a week I'll be raring for more; maybe I just got off on the wrong foot…"

He paused for a second and looked down at her. "You don't mind that I told them we had to leave this morning, do you?"

Sue shook her head. "No, it took me a little by surprise, but if you think we should…"

Ben nodded slowly. "I just want to think it out. How did you feel about it?"

"If you mean, did I feel the same way as you the answer is no. It was fabulous, better than I ever dreamed it would be. I want more, and lots of it."

There was a trace of disappointment in Ben's face, and Sue caught it.

"I'm sorry, honey… I think you just weren't in the right frame of mind for this time, and really do want more. If you want to give it a week and think it over, I'll go along with it; but to be absolutely truthful, I'm going to want more even if you don't."

Ben opened his mouth to speak; then he thought better of it. He sucked back a final drag on his cigarette and crushed it out; then he slipped down under the covers and closed his eyes.

"I only hope we haven't started something we can't finish. I can't help but feel we've paired ourselves up with a couple of real weirdos; they only seem to get their kicks out of joint homo-lezzie session, and that's not exactly what had in mind."

Janice dropped the phone into its cradle and grinned.

"All is not lost."

Don returned her grin.

"Were they willing?"

Janice chuckled throatily and spun around to face him.

"Willing? My God, I thought Jenny was going to break out into tears of happiness. She and Ian will be at our place tomorrow morning at eleven, eager and raring to go."

Don laughed with her.

Sue took a long time under her morning shower. She had spent a restless night thinking about what had happened the day before. The session with Don and Janice had made one point very definite in her mind; she liked it, and she wanted more. The conflict started when she realized that Ben, despite the fact that he'd said he'd think it over for a week, had already made up his mind to squash any further sessions.

He had refused to confront her on the point directly, brushing it aside with a "wait and see" attitude; but Sue knew him well enough to sense that he was simply waiting for her to come around to his way of thinking, and that if she didn't, he would eventually just flatly refuse to let the sessions happen again. It wasn't Ben's way to be overbearing about anything between them, but she had no doubt he would be in this case unless something happened to drastically change his mind.

Ben was still in bed sleeping, even though it was past nine and he was usually up and around by eight. She had been thinking things over for more than an hour, and she could see only one way to sway him to her side. She would have to see Janice and explain the situation to her and arrange for another session during which Ben could get more of what he had in mind. She knew that he had enjoyed the session, and it wouldn't take too much of a change to make him eager for more.

She stepped out of the shower and dried herself quickly, then dressed and walked into the bedroom of the motel room. Ben was still sleeping soundly; and she smiled as she left the room, heading for Janice and Don's motel room.

Don hefted his suitcase out of the cab and watched it disappear; then he followed Janice into their apartment building and crossed over to the elevator. He glanced over at her as he followed her through the doors and set the suitcase down.