Ron Taylor: First Time In The Behind

"Cheers," she said, tipping it and pouring a shot down her throat. She wasn't much of a drinker, never had been.

No one was playing cards now. The other young guy was on his feet, his thumbs hitched in the belt loops of his jeans. His T-shirt was skintight, and he had the most gorgeous body Nicole had ever seen in her life.

Nicole's eyes drifted downward, checking out the front of his tight jeans. The bulge of his cock was plain to see. The corners of Nicole's mouth lifted in a smile. She took another drink and said, "Well, I suppose you want to be paid for the whiskey, right, dude?"

She put the bottle down on the card table and went to the man who had handed it to her. She pushed herself against him, first with the tits, then coming in at crotch level. He was about Nicole's size, and she stared into his eyes from an inch away while she stroked his body with her own. Her mouth was open, the tip of her tongue showing between the lips. She slid her tongue along her lips, moistening them, and her eyes sparkled a challenge.

"Man, I don't fuckin' believe this!" he gasped, grabbing her ass and squeezing her body tight against his.

Her legs spread, and she surrounded him with them. She thrust her cunt vigorously, massaging his crotch until she felt the spirit beginning to flow life into his cock. It hardened inside his pants as she kept her body in action.

He fondled her ass excitedly, grinding her ass in his hands. She pushed herself into him, moving her crotch up and down against his cock and balls. She could feel the length of his prick in there. Her tongue fucked into his mouth and her drool merged with his.

Her hands encircled him, and she cupped his ass. She stroked up and down, feeling the ripples of his muscles. She pushed her hands down inside the top of his pants, inside his shorts, hungry to feel bare flesh under her fingers.

She opened her mouth for a kiss. His breath tasted of whiskey. So did hers. She was starting to feel the booze at the back of her head, a tingling buzz. She could feel her teddy crotch getting damp, and there was a throbbing at the point of her hardening clit.

He turned her around, backing Nicole up against the edge of the table.

She parked her ass on the side, and he lifted her skirt. His hand moved on the insides of her thighs, back and forth, his fingertips brushing across the crotch of her teddy. Suddenly he thrust his hand inside the leg opening and got himself a fistful of her wet cunt.

His finger entered her pussy after scraping the hard bud of her clit, and she spread her legs, the muscles automatically drawing him deeper into her fuck-hole. She squeezed with her cunt, milking his finger, coating it in the wetness that was already flowing like piss from her pussy.

"Oh, shit," he said. "This bitch is primed and ready!"

He brought his hand out and waved the fingers in front of his buddy's face. The other guy sniffed and grinned. Bill Archer still sat on the other side of the table, sipping at his paper cup of whiskey.

They were both on her then, getting her out of her dress and sliding down the straps of her teddy to bare her jiggling tits. Each of them took a tit in hand, pinching the nipples to make them stand up even bigger and stiffer. One of them leaned down to take a wet-mouthed suck.

Nicole stroked his head while he fed at her tit, and she gurgled in satisfaction.

The other guy was pulling the teddy downward, then off her feet. Now she was naked except for her shoes and stockings.

"What are your names?" she asked throatily. "Introductions are civilized."

"I'm Ken," said the one who had struck her as the hunkier of the two.

He was rubbing his hand across her belly, just above the upper edge of her pussy-bush. The bulge in his tight jeans had become enormous.

"And I'm Joey," the darker one said, licking drool off his lips as he raised his face from Nicole's wet, slobber-coated tits.

"The old fart over there is Ben Adams," Ken said. "I think he's too old to get excited. Holy shit, baby, what's this? Don't you have a purse?"

He touched the upper edge of her stockings and the hundred dollar bill that was folded inside it.

"Shut up and take out your cock," she said. "You're getting for free what the last guy paid six hundred dollars for."

She slid down off the edge of the table.

She dropped to her knees, the two young guys facing her from either side, and she waited for them to unzip. They got the message, hauling their semi-rigid cocks out. Nicole smiled, took one in each hand, and began to stroke them with a sensual rhythm.

They weren't entirely hard yet, and that was good. She enjoyed the feel of a prick getting stiff in her hand, or inside her mouth. She caressed them a few more times, then leaned toward Ken and stroked her tongue across the end of his prick.

It throbbed on her tongue. She pulled it into her mouth, sucking like a guppy in little thirsty swallows that moved his cock-knob in and out.

His cock stiffened quickly, until the fatness of his cock-head almost gagged her. She sucked it across her tongue, making it wet, and making him horny.

"Another one over here, baby," Joey said, and she turned quickly, releasing Ken's cock and sliding her moist lips down over the tip of Joey's.

They were pretty well-hung for such young guys, and their cocks pulsated with the freshness and vitality of youth. Her mouth slid lower and lower down the rising shaft of Joey's cock. It expanded between her lips, across her tongue, beginning to simmer with the heat of lust.

She was playing with Ken's prick while she ate Joey's, but she ached for another taste of him. Nicole turned again, and opened her mouth to Ken's prick, purring as it slid home. Her fist moved erotically on Joey's cock, making sure he stayed good and hard.

She got a glimpse of Bill Archer. Ben Adams, the boy had called him.

Why was he using a fake name? Oh, God, she thought, he must be on a case! Undercover! But what would he be doing at the Schroyer Electronics warehouse?

She didn't really have time to worry about it. She was eating two hot hard cocks, one after the other, her head bobbing back and forth from one prick to the next. They glistened with her saliva, and their taste coated her tongue.

She squirmed a bit where she knelt, bringing her thighs together so they could squeeze against the excited bun of her pussy, and she felt wetness down there that compared to the drool she had spilled on Ken's and Joey's cocks. As she sucked, she rocked herself up and down, accentuating the pressure on her pussy.

"Shit, what a mouth!" one of them sighed, fucking deep into Nicole.

She gagged at the thrust of his cock, but she made her throat open, and suddenly she was gulping him straight to the balls. She made gasping, throaty noises around his prick as it began to fuck in and out quickly.

Nicole gagged again, hardly able to keep up with him but too horny now to make him stop.

It was Joey. He had a long, fairly thin cock, but it felt and tasted gigantic as it fucked her throat. She eased her face out of the way and let her tongue slide up and down on his prick as it swished back and forth before her mouth.

"Get your fucking pants off, I wanna suck your balls, too!" she gasped, taking Ken's cock in both hands and lapping like a hungry dog at the bulbous tip.

He wasn't circumcised, and she played with the foreskin while she licked on him.

"Now you get naked too," she said, releasing his cock and turning her attention to Joey, who was stripped to his socks and T-shirt. He had a really slim waist, and a skinny ass, and his prick stuck out like a pipe. His balls were huge, and Nicole went straight for them.

She leaned down, turning her face upward.

He opened his legs, standing spraddled, his hands braced on her head.