Doing the Right Thing
written by:
Prybar

It wasn't exactly a lie. Not really. Perhaps I imparted a subtle bend to the truth, but I deny that it was a complete fib. I told Julie that I was on a medicine that would make me puke my guts out if I drank any alcohol. And that was the truth. At least it was the truth, last year.

Ya see, I had a fungus in my toenails a year ago October, and my doc put me on these pills to fix that, and if I drank any alcohol on top of that medicine I'd get sick as a dog. So last year I didn't drink for about three months. I told Julie that I couldn't drink on that medication, so it simply made sense for me to be the designated driver that Monday night, rather than her, and thus she could drink all she wanted. I thought we, meaning me and Dick and Lucky and Ray would have more fun if Julie was drinking, onna count of how Julie sometimes gets when she has been drinking. Made perfect sense at the time.

Monday night is football night, and there is this pizza place slash sports bar just fifteen minutes from where we all work where they put the game up on large flat screens, and a pretty big crowd usually shows up. It can get rowdy after folks get a few dozen beers in them. Somehow the tradition got started where ya could get some of the ladies to flash their tits, usually well into the second half and mostly when the Raiders were playing cause the folks who showed up to watch the Raiders are just a bit crazy. And the Raiders were going to be playing this week, and Julie has this serious set of tits and none of us had seen them, and we really wanted to see them. So getting a few beers into her seemed to be the thing to do. We had all seen how Julie almost took off her top at the company holiday party last year after some of the guys had been feeding her that punch that they had doctored up with vodka. And it doesn't hurt to try, right?

So Julie works the front desk, and me and the guys work in shipping, and cause of all that physical lifting and stuff we are pretty well buffed out, and she's gotta have noticed how hot we are. So we figured she'd like to party with us if she got the chance. So Ray stopped by her desk and asked her to be our designated driver so we could all go to the pizza place for football night, and that would get her there, and I'd just switch me for her as the designated driver at the last minute, and we'd be all set. Simple, right?

Well, Julie said sure, she'd do it, and we'd buy her dinner and be eternally grateful if she'd drive. So Ray drove his old car to work that Monday, the really nice restored pink '59 Cadillac he has that will easily hold all five of us. After work we all walked out together, and when Julie saw the car she began whining cause she didn't want to drive that land yacht, and so I volunteered, cause I couldn't drink anyway, right? And by the time she kinda figured out what we pulled on her, she was already into her third beer and she just giggled. Perfect!

The pizza was good and the beer cold, and the Raiders kicked butt that night. The place got louder and wilder as the night went on. Julie was having fun, but we didn't get anywhere near conning her into flashing her tits until the five ladies at the round table over by the basketball game started whooping it up in the third quarter. They had walked in together, and every guy in the place had watched them walk in, and they didn't need to buy a beer all night for the pitchers kept arriving each time their supply ran low. They were feeling no pain.

Guys hung around their table, and they cheered together for the Raiders, and then in the third quarter one of the ladies got up on the table and the shouting started and a bunch of guys gathered around and so she had no choice but to flash the crowd. She was really tanned and was wearing a white tank top and jeans, and she hooked her fingers into the front of her top and pulled it down and her tits popped out, and they were really tanned too. The cheers raised the roof and that pretty much made it certain that her friends would eventually do the same. And they did.

All the ladies at that table were in their thirties, and all obviously divorced, and from the looks of them they could each have starred in those MILF videos that are so popular these days. They all had large breasts, and dyed blonde hair, and that attitude that they didn't have much to lose so why not have some fun with what was left of their lives. And every guy in the place could tell that these ladies were easy.

Each lady in turn climbed up on the table and pulled their tops up or down, wagging bare breasts out in the air for the enjoyment of the howling men in the room. And when they had all done that, a couple of the ladies climbed up, turned around, and dropped their jeans, flashing their bare asses into the rowdy room, and then bent way over to reveal some pussy lips. They didn't even hesitate.

The loud crowd coaxed other ladies into showing their wares, and soon asses and tits were popping out all over the room, as the Raiders finished off those Kansas City losers. So it was only a question of time before the crowd got around to Julie. Now Julie is about 22, very single, and a bit shy. She works the reception desk and the phone, with her white blouse buttoned up to her neck and a camisole hiding whatever the fabric of her blouse might chose to show. This night she wore a modest pleated skirt that reached nearly to her knees. She had none of the wanton indiscretion that the older ladies at the round table radiated. But the chanting men surrounded our table, and with all those beers in her, Julie was caught up in the reckless behavior that permeated the room, and she stood up to loud cheers.

A bit nervously, Julie's hands went to the buttons of her blouse, slowly opening the front to reveal the frilly camisole, with those bulging breasts lurking behind. Smiling into the faces of the cheering crowd, she slowly hooked her fingers in the front of her camisole and pulled it down, and there, struggling to escape their captors, those two luscious breasts waited impatiently in their bra cups. Julie's fingers grasped the fastener between those bra cups, and swiftly undid that hook and deftly drew the cups aside, freeing those breasts to the loud appreciation of the mass of men.

The sun had clearly never lit upon those luscious breasts, for the skin around her pale pink nipples was pure unblemished white. Her breasts jiggled back and forth as Julie displayed them for the crowd. Her face glowed red as she blushed, and the color spread across her shoulders and finally down to her breasts. And about then she tugged those bra cups around her treasures, and then buttoned up her blouse. The circle of men called for more, but Julie simply sat down, and shook her head. And then she downed another beer.

The crowd of men moved on to their next lady, and the four of us all toasted Julie, and she blushed again. The football game had ended, and our pizza ran low, and the notion that we all had to show up to work the next day weighed heavy upon us, so we packed up and headed out to the Cadillac. I was sober as a judge, but the rest of my crew was staggering, and Julie was giggling. I unlocked the car, and Julie fell into the back seat, legs flailing and skirt riding up as she aimed for the center of the big back seat. Ray grabbed shotgun, and Lucky and Dick took their places on either side of Julie.

Julie slouched in the middle of the Cadillac's big back seat with her legs spread as she straddled the hump in the floor. Her brown pleated skirt had slipped up her thighs as she wiggled across the seat, and with her legs spread she was showing a lot of leg, and she slouched back in the seat giggling. Dick laid his left hand on her right thigh, and Lucky put his on her left, and she just kept on giggling. And I drove us toward Ray's house. I could glance into the backseat, and in the dim light cast by streetlamps, I watched hands sliding up and down Julie's thighs as she slouched in her seat.

I parked in front of Ray's house. Julie looked up, and she seemed a bit confused.

"Where are we?"

"Ray's house. We thought we should have another round for the road. Let's go in."

"Yeah, I could use one, I think."

Julie was still giggling. We bailed out of the car, and Lucky helped Julie crawl out. Walking toward the front door, Lucky held Julie steady. Once inside, Ray disappeared, and we plopped into chairs in the living room. Julie was talking a mile a minute.

"I can't believe I flashed that whole bar."

"You looked great, baby!"

"Did I?"

"Oh yeah!"

"But I'm not even pretty."

"Pretty? Girl you are gorgeous."

"Me?"

"Yeah, gorgeous."

We were unanimous in our celebration of Julie's beauty, and she was eating it up. And still giggling.

Ray came into the room with a tray loaded with chips and bottles of beer. I grabbed one and handed it to Julie. The boys all took theirs, and Ray disappeared again. Julie took a hit from her bottle and then she was giggling again.

"I still can't believe it."

"Oh yeah, baby. You looked good. You were the hottest girl in that whole place, right guys?"

"Heck yeah!"

Ray returned, smiling.

"Hey guys...the hot tub is ready. Who is up for a hot soak?"

We all stood up, and every eye was on Julie. She sat on the couch looking confused.

"I'd love to guys, but I don't have a swimming suit."

Ray chimed in, "We'd don't need bathing suits, Julie. It's real private back there."

She just looked at him, and then at the rest of us in turn, and I could see the wheels trying to turn in her head.

"You guys go ahead. I gotta go wee. I'll be out in a minute."

We watched her disappear into the bathroom, and then with a quick look at each other, we stripped and ran out to the big hot tub. That thing will hold 8 people, so we spread out around the circle, parked in the molded seats, and Ray set the bubbles going. And we waited. Nobody said a word.

Julie came out of the door wearing her camisole and modest bikini panties. Her breasts swayed provocatively under the white fabric as she walked across the patio. I was staring at Julie's chest, trying to see more through the thick cloth of her camisole. I looked around at my friends, and they were all leering at her too.

Without hesitation, she stepped into the water, and standing before us thigh deep in the water, she looked around for a place sit. Smiling, she took a seat between Lucky and Dick, just like in the backseat of the pink Cadillac. I handed her a beer. I was still the designated driver, so I was passing beers around to everyone. Julie took a big swig, and then slouched down until only her head shown above the bubbling water. A smile crept across her face, and she sighed in contentment as the hot water began to soak into her.

I think Julie would have been content to quietly soak in that hot water forever, except for one thing. The bubbles from the hot tub rose in a frenzy, filling the loose fabric of Julie's camisole, and it began to balloon up around her face. And a face full of wet cotton wasn't all that much fun.

"Ugh! Look at this dang thing!"

"What?"

"This thing is trying to strangle me!"

"Well, take it off."

"I can't take it off. I don't have anything on underneath."

"So?"

"Well...I can't."

"Why not? It's not like we haven't seen you already tonight. Right?"

"Oh gawd, I forgot. Oh heck, why not?"

So just that easy, we got Julie to take off her top. And it went sailing into the bushes behind her. She giggled again and then slouched back into the water, with her head back and her face barely out of the water, and two nipples showing above the bubbles.

Now, us guys had been in the hot water for a while before Julie came out to join us, and it was getting a bit warm. So one by one, we began sitting up in the taller seats, leaving the water at waist depth while we sat out in the air to cool down a bit. Eventually, Julie had to do the same. But, of course she hesitated for a moment.

"I'm hot."

"Well, it's nice out here."

"Oh sure, you guys would like that."

"What?"

"You guys want to see my breasts again."

"What you mean?"

"You know what I mean."

"Like we said, we seen your tits earlier. What's the big deal?"

"I can't just sit up and show you my tits. Besides, what's in it for me?" Now, one thing I forgot to tell you. Ole Ray is called Ray cause his folks named him Raymond. And Lucky got named Lucky one year when he picked eight horses to win in one day down at the track. I'm Frank, probably because I'm always totally honest with you all. And Dick? Well his folks named him Clarence, but he earned his nickname in high school, and it stuck to him into adulthood. Dick ya see earned his nickname with that thing swinging between his legs. And when he sat up on the edge of the hot tub and that thing was just laying across his thigh, and stretching halfway down to his knee, and it caught Julie's eye, she just smiled, giggled again, and then she sat up in one of the seats with the hot water around her waist and those fine white breasts were out there for us to enjoy, and she was sitting next to Dick and she was staring at Dick's dick, and that was that.

Now we could have stopped here, cause all we started out to do was look at Julie's naked breasts, but since we were on a roll, we went with it.

"Whatya lookin' at there, Julie?"

"Nothing. I ain't looking at nothing."

Julie was giggling again.

"That's not the way it looks from here. From here it looks like you are enjoying your own view, of, well of ole Dick over there."

"I'm not looking at Dick's cock. Really, I'm, not!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

"So tell me...Why are your nipples getting so hard down there?"

Julie couldn't help it. She had to look. And sure enough, her nipples were standing out proud and hard as rocks. She blushed red, and both hands went up to cup her breasts, hiding her erect nipples from our view.

"Oh come on Julie...don't cover em up. Let's see how much you like Dick's big buddy."

"No!! I can't."

"Oh sure you can. Let's see your happy nipples."

"Yeah, let's see them" "Oh...all right."

And Julie's hands fell away, and her breasts topped by rigid nipples were on display again, and we liked it. Dick liked it so much that his big dick wasn't lying across his thigh anymore, but it was growing right there, right in front of Julie's wide eyes. Before long that massive erection was aiming for the sky, and Julie was staring at it with wide eyes and rapt attention. Her mouth opened and a quiet "wow!" slipped from her lips.

"Geez, Julie. Look what you did."

"Me?"

"Yeah, you and your two friends there."

The giggling started up again.

"Hey guys. Let's all stand up and show Julie what she can do." And we did. Me and Ray and Lucky all stood up in the hot water, and all three of our cocks were truly enjoying the view of Julie's tits, and they were up and ready. And Julie's eyes went big and they moved from one to the other to the other of us, and she wasn't looking into anybody's eyes. She turned and grabbed what was left of her beer, raised it and drained it, and then the giggling started again. And she was still looking at all those cocks. And then her eyes went back to Dick's big one, and she smiled.

" Man, Julie. You really like that thing, don't you?"

"Yup."

"Well, why don't ya just reach out there and take a hold of that puppy?"

"I can't do that!"

"Why not?"

"I don't know. I'm just not supposed to do that."

"Heck, ole Dick won't mind. Heck, he might even like it."

"Yeah Julie. I don't mind."

Imagine that...Dick didn't mind if Julie wanted to grab onto his cock. We waited and watched expectantly, hoping she would see the benefits of taking hold of that cock. She sat waist deep in the bubbling water, right next to Dick's leg, and we could she her breathing a bit harder, and the skin on her neck and shoulder turned red, and her nipples seemed to get even harder. Reaching up with one hand, she began squeezing one of her tits, pinching the nipple between thumb and first finger.

"Hey girl...need some help with that?"

"With what?"

"Why, playing with that nice titty of yours."

Julie looked down in surprise as she realized she was playing with herself.

"My....was I doing that?"

"Oh yeah! Maybe we should just take over for you."

Ray reached over and softly wrapped his hand around Julie's other breast. He let his fingertips slide over her soft, smooth skin. She shuddered slightly as his palm skipped over the tip of her nipple. A sigh slipped from Julie's lips, and her eyes closed as she let her head loll back.

"Oh gawd, that feels good."

"That's good, huh girl?"

"Oh Yes!"

Lucky was man on the spot as he turned his attention to Julies' other breast, while Dick took to massaging her neck and shoulders.

Julie was breathing real hard about then, and I watched her stomach muscles twitch from across the tub. Lucky began nuzzling Julie's neck and nibbling on her ear lobe. Her mouth sagged open as her breaths came in sharp bursts. I watched as her thighs slipped apart. Lucky was kissing her full on the mouth, and they were trading tongues. So I sidled across the hot tub until I could place my hands on her inner thighs. Up those thighs my finger tips slid, lightly caressing the soft skin that grew softer as I progressed. Her legs opened wider, as my fingertips brushed against the wet cotton fabric of her panties, to the protruding swollen pussy lips and then to the turgid little button up front. The side of my finger slid back and forth along those lips, riding over her clit as she began to grunt softly with each breath. As I watched, Julie's face contorted into a grimace of passion, as her legs slammed together, crushing my hand against her pussy.

I worked my hand against her while Ray pinched her nipple and Lucky crushed her other breast and Dick rammed his tongue into her ear. Julie came with a loud groan, followed by high-pitched chirps that coincided with my rhythm down below.

We let Julie enjoy herself for some time this way. She climaxed, and then slumped a bit, and moments later we brought her to the same conclusion again, and again. Finally, she begged us to stop.

"Oh guys, that's wonderful, but if you don't quit now I'm gonna pee in the hot tub. Give me a minute."

We backed off a bit, although Ray settled in behind Julie as she sat in the hot water, arms wrapped around her and hands cupped over her breasts. He gently massages her tits while she regained her composure. She was still sitting right next to Dick, and before long her eyes came back into focus, and they settled on Dick's dick again.

I noticed this and took advantage.

"Look guys. Julie still likes that big thing in Dick's lap. Hey girl...you want some of that action?"

Julie looked at me, kinda bit her lip, and nodded yes.

"Well, whatcha waitin' for? Just reach over and take ahold of that thing."

Julie looked at me, looked at Dick's big cock, and then down at Ray's hands on her breasts. Evidently, she reached some version of a conclusion, and slowly, tentatively, her hand stretched out toward Dick's lap. She hesitated for a moment, and then we watched as her long fingers wrapped around his huge erection, and we saw her give it a nice squeeze. We could see him twitch in response.

"Oh my...that's nice!"

I don't know how many cock's Julie had wrapped her fingers around, but this clearly was not the first. It didn't take long before she was sliding her hand up and down Dick's cock, urging him on toward the full expression of his potential. By the time she used her fingertip to spread that drop of slippery stuff that had seeped out of the end of his cock, all over the sensitive head of his cock, it was his turn to lay his head back and moan.

"Go Julie, go. Stroke that thing."

Julie was giggling as she jerked on Dick's dick, sliding her hand up and down his shaft, faster and faster as her tits jiggled back and forth with the effort. Dick was making gurgling noises.

"All right...Julie. Give that thing a nice kiss and give that boy a thrill!" She leaned over, her head hovering over Dick's big cock as she jerked on it, and her mouth opened just a bit, and her tongue slowly poked out, and then the tip of her tongue danced over the tip of his cock, and he let out a real big moan.

"Suck it...suck it."

We urged her on in unison, and she looked at us and smiled and then that smile enveloped Dick's cock and the sucking began. Julie's cheeks sucked in and then out as Dick's cock poked into them. She took him in deep, and then concentrated on the head of his cock, letting her lips ride over the edge of his helmet, over and over and over until he let out a roar and rammed his cock up and deep into her mouth as he blasted his load, again and again, deep into her throat.

Julie didn't waste much. A bit of Dick's cum slipped out between her lips, and she licked it in, and then with a very satisfied look, she swallowed the entire load. Then she turned to face the three of us who still had eager dicks, and the giggling began again. Meanwhile, we jostled for position just in case she felt the need to suck any more cock. Lucky managed to maneuver his cock right in Julie's face, and with that silly grin plastered on her face, she looked up into his eyes, and then back down to his erect cock, and with two hands she grabbed him and her mouth opened wide, and Lucky's dick disappeared in there.

Julie wrapped her hands around Lucky's bare ass and her head bobbed up and down on his erection, and the sounds of her sucking filtered to us over the bubbling of the hot tub. Lucky never was all that lucky at love, and I doubt he had all that much experience getting his cock sucked, for he didn't last very long. Soon it was obvious that he was cumming into Julie's mouth, and then he plopped down next to Dick.

Julie looked at Ray and then at me. Actually, she looked at Ray's cock and then at mine. And then she did look directly into Ray's eyes, and with a crooked finger, she invited him over. And as I stood there, cock in hand, I watched her suck him off with the same expediency with which she had relieved my two other friends. Moments later, all three of my friends were sitting side by side in the hot tub, eyes slowly going out of focus from their recent sexual release, and all that beer.

Julie sat in the hot tub, bubbles lapping around her navel and with those two big breasts dripping with perspiration, and as I watched her eyes began to go out of focus. She'd had a bit of beer too.

"Frank, maybe you should drive me home now."

"Yeah girl, you might be right."

So I put my hard cock into my pants, and my disappointment into my pocket, and I waited for Julie to get dressed. She came out of the bathroom wearing her skirt and that white blouse. The camisole was still dangling from a bush outside, and I could see her bra dangling a bit out of her purse, and looking over, through the thin fabric of her white blouse, two nipples peered out at me. Great! My cock still surged against the fabric of my jeans. But I helped Julie out to the pink Cadillac, and dutifully drove her home.

Julie lived in a modest bungalow she rented from one of the bookkeepers, and after pulling into the driveway I walked around to the passenger side and helped her out. I walked her to the front door, and after only a few tries, she managed to get her key into the lock and open her door. As I turned to leave, she stopped me.

"Frank...don't go. You boys were so nice to me tonight. I know I'm nothing to look at, and you all were so gallant, telling me how pretty I am and all, and then in the hot tub you all made love to me and it was wonderful, and I really enjoyed returning some pleasure to Ray and Lucky and Dick. But I'm still kinda horny, ya know. And those boys are real nice, but they all were kinda drunk, and I don't think they would have done me much good before they passed out. But you're not drunk, are you?"

"Ah no, I'm not drunk."

"Do I still look good to you?"

I hadn't stopped staring at her tits, which still looked real nice through the thin fabric of her blouse. And yeah, she was a pretty lady.

"Yeah, you still look real good to me."

"Then come here and try to explain to me why you aren't kissing me right now."

Two steps brought me to her side, and I wrapped an arm around her and drew her close, and then I bent her over backwards and kissed her on her willing mouth.

"No excuse sir! Anything else, sir?"

"At ease, soldier. How about anything you want?"

"Yes sir, er Mam."

We fell through the front door and I reached behind to shut the front door as we staggered together, kissing and groping each other as we made our way to her couch. Spinning around, Julie pushed me backwards and I fell onto the couch. She climbed onto my lap, straddling my legs as she faced me, and after she pulled the front of her blouse open her breasts hovered directly before my eyes, and my lips. My arm around her back, I pulled her in until I could suck on her nipples to my heart's delight.

Julie was tearing at the buttons of my shirt, and she tugged it off, jerking it away from my arms. I pulled her blouse off her shoulders, and it fell behind her, down to the floor. She rubbed her crotch against my lap as we pressed the skin of our chests against each other. Our lips never broke contact as our tongues probed deep within. She was sucking the breath out of me. My hand slipped under the crumbled fabric of her skirt and found her ass. No panties. Julie leaned forward and my fingers slid down, between her widespread thighs, to the hot moist realm therein. A hiss of hot air shivered my ear as her mouth left mine and gaped open next to my face.

I rolled Julie onto her back on the couch, and when I looked, her bare breasts heaved with her urgent breaths, and her knees spread for me and her skirt fell useless around her waist, and my face buried itself in her fragrant pussy. My tongue found her lips and then dove deep inside for a bit, and then I took hold of her little button with my thumb and forefinger, and held it under the tip of my tongue, and she was writhing and moaning and squealing with delight as her world centered on that little spot.

I watched as my tongue tortured her clit, as her stomach muscles twitched and her breasts heaved and her nipples crinkled into rocks and the skin on her shoulders turned red and her thighs squeezed my head as I pressed my chin into her crotch. Her head lolled back and her mouth opened and the moans morphed into cries as Julie climaxed on the couch in her living room, and then I did it to her again and yet again. When I finally stopped, Julie lay back against a sweat soaked couch, one arm stretched to the side and the other lay across her body, her skirt crumpled around her waist, her legs spread apart, her breasts glowing red as they rose and fell with her deep breaths. Julie's crotch was a soggy mess of matted hair and sweat and a flood of her juices, slowly twitching as she ran one finger up and down across her clit as sparks she struck still lit the room. Her eyes looked off to some other reality for a bit, and then I saw her return and her eyes regained focus, and she smiled.

"Oh baby.....that was nice."

"You are welcome."

"Come here."

I moved closer, and Julie's hands reached out, and my pants fell to the floor, and she fished my cock out of my boxers and it went directly into her mouth, and I liked that a bunch. She sucked him big and hard, and then she looked into my eyes as her lips enveloped my cock, and I knew she had better plans for him, and so I did as she wished, and I wanted, and I moved between her thighs and led him to the wonderful place and he slid in without hesitation, and it was good.

I pleasured myself this time, and thus pleasured Julie, and when the time came and the thrusts took on a life of their own and I left my body for that moment and the explosion built and overwhelmed and then delivered, and the smoke flowed from my ears. Finally I collapsed limp upon a limp Julie and the waves crashed upon the beach in my ears. When we finally woke up, the dawn was breaking through the window, and somewhere we found the energy to pleasure ourselves once more. When I left for home to change for work, I found a flier on the porch from the carpet and upholstery cleaning folks, and I left it for Julie. Because she was going to need it for the couch.

At work, Ray, Dick, and Lucky were a bit hung over, but they weren't complaining. They all wanted to know what happened when I left with Julie, but I just smiled. She was a bit late for work, but when I looked in on her at lunchtime she seemed fine. I was a bit surprised when my phone rang that evening, and it was Julie calling me.

"Frank, how are you?"

"Well, I'm fine....how are you?"

"Never better. You did such a fine job as designated driver I just had to call and thank you. And of course, I wanted to thank you for later, too. But the reason I'm calling...I need another designated driver for this coming Saturday night. Do you think you might be available?"

"Oh maybe...what's up?"

"My sister is getting married in a few weeks, and we are gonna have a bachelorette party for her, and we need a driver. There will be five of us girls, and we will be taking Marge's van because we don't want to rent a limo, and we're going out on the town. Think you can handle that?"

"Sure, why not? I got nothin' else to do."

"Great! I'll call ya later with the details."

And she did. So at six on Saturday night I was driving Marge's van around the town, picking up all five ladies, and their overnight bags, and after we checked them in at the Holiday Inn, I drove them to the steakhouse, where they set to drinking, and I had a nice steak. And then it was on to the Tom Cat Lair, where the ladies had a few more drinks while watching those boys stripping off their clothes.

Now, if you haven't seen a bunch of well lubricated women out for fun without their own men, when the boys start peeling off their trousers, and the ladies are egging each other on, and they are trying to get the boys to go all the way, well you ain't lived. The women were screaming and laughing and pleading with the guys to "take it off!" The music blared. The dancers were well-muscled guys, all tanned and such, and they got down to their, uh, pretty much nothing but a loose pouch hung from a belt, and they were hanging their packages inside that pouch, and they was well hung.

The ladies sat in chairs while the dancers moved among them, and the girls were shoving money into those pouches, and some were grabbing stuff while their fingers were in there, and the guys started rubbing up against the ladies' chests, and pushing their legs apart and such, and it was getting hot in that room. So of course the ladies drank some more, and then one thing leg to another, and some of them dropped their tops and flashed the dancers, and some weren't real careful with how their legs were spread and their skirts were riding up, and pretty soon the men's interests were growing, if you get my drift, and then things started poking out all over the place.

I watched as Julie let one of the dancers tit fuck with her, rubbing his prodigious cock between her breasts as she held them together with her hands, and the head of his cock was poking her in the chin. Julie's sister, Kathy, was going to be the bride in a couple of weeks, and maybe she was thinking about what she was going to be missing when she was sleeping with just one guy, so pretty soon she had a dancer tit fucking her too, and it didn't take long before he was wagging his cock under her nose, and she just grabbed hold of that thing and shoved it into her mouth. He pulled out before he came in there, for he could make more money poking a dozen women with his cock than by cumming in one. Kathy looked disappointed, but when she pulled out a few dollar bills, another guy wandered over, hard cock wagging through the air in front of him, and she set to that one immediately.

I watched this scene for a while, about 50 women screaming and dancing and flashing and fondling about 6 guys. This all took some time. Back in the dark corner one gal was bent over a chair, her skirt up over her back and her panties pushed to the side as a big black dude with a baseball bat for a cock was plowing into her from behind. She didn't seem to mind.

The DJ came over the speakers with the old ten minutes to closing last call kinda announcement, and so some of the gals got one last drink, and at least two pulled dancers to the side and spread their legs for a feel of that big cock. Every dancer got his rocks off in those ten minutes. The big black guy planted his deep in his lady's pussy. I watched several get sucked off and those ladies had to wipe stuff off their lips after. The two guys that were poking those two ladies both pulled out to blow their loads across bare bellies. And then the room went quiet and the lights came up bright, and the guys all ran out to a thunderous applause, and I watched women all over the room pushing tits back into their bras, and pulling up their panties and straightening this or that so they could go home.

I gathered my chicks and we staggered out to the van. I figured my ladies would have enough memories from this little party to carry them for a while. One gal had a huge wad of cum plastering down the hair on her forehead. Julie was glowing red in the dark of the van. Kathy was just smiling a silly smile. And the two short-haired ladies whose names I never could remember were busy necking with each other in the back seat. And a bottle of rum was making the rounds, so I guessed they weren't done drinking for the night.

I pulled up in front of the Holiday Inn, and the noisy gaggle spilled out. "Come on Frank....help us upstairs."

I parked the van in the lot and ran back to them. We went through the lobby like Sherman through Georgia. The elevator was interesting. All five girls were talking. The two were still kissing in one corner. One girl pulled her tits out for a breath of fresh air, she said. And Julie had her hand on my butt, sliding one finger up and down the crack of my ass. And Kathy was fingering her nipples with a thoughtful look on her face.

Once in their room, chaos ensued. It was like I wasn't even there. Of course everyone had another drink. The two ladies fell upon a bed, entwined with each other, groping and kissing and pressing thighs against crotches. Uncomfortable shoes flew off in every direction. One of the two kissing girls sat up on the bed and pulled off her panty hose. Kathy headed for the bathroom, dropping clothes and announcing that she was taking a shower.

Julie looked over at the last lady, a pretty little thing named Joyce, and they both nodded. And then they began stripping off their clothes. Before I could blink, they stood directly in front of me, naked. And then they set to taking off my clothes. Joyce untied my shoes while Julie went for my belt and zipper. She pushed me back until I fell upon a bed, and then they were tugging off shoes and socks and finally my pants. Joyce still had that wad of cum stuck in her hair as she began to unbutton my shirt, her breasts waggling in my face. Then the three of us wandered over to join Kathy in the shower. The two ladies on the bed were in 69 position, panties pulled aside and tongues busy, and they didn't act like they'd miss us at all.

I've taken showers before, but never like this. First, it was a bit crowded in there. Hot wet soapy bodies crammed together under the spray. I had tits stuck in my back and side, and my cock was rubbing against soft lady butt, and different ladies kept taking hold of my hands and placing them on various special body parts. We were giggling and stumbling and rubbing all over each other. Julie and Kathy were indistinguishable from each other in the mist, so I don't know which one finally took hold of my cock and stroked him hard. But as soon as she had accomplished this simple task, she somehow managed to maneuver him into her, if you get my drift, and thus coupled we soon lost touch of the other two women in the shower with us.

Somebody took note of our union, and glibly suggested that we "get a room", but since we already were in a room we kinda laughed it off. But then the suggestion surfaced that sharing is a virtue, and good manners, so Kathy, or Julie, I'm still not sure, moved away and another opportunity presented itself in front of me. And I did as expected to fill a need.

Eventually we all moved back to the main part of the suite. The two ladies were still engaged on the bed, and since Julie and Kathy had already had a turn, I wandered over to where Joyce lay on her back, legs spread, fingering herself. I offered an alternative that she eagerly accepted. I suppose I could have felt overworked, but when you are doing what you love, you will never work a day in your life.

Joyce's highest ambitions were soon met, and when I lifted my body off her, someone pointed to the two friends on the other bed. One was on her back, legs spread. The other kneeled between her legs, face buried in the other lady's crotch. Her ass stuck up in the air, pointed right at us. So it was right handy when I got there and slipped my cock into her. She was well primed, as was her friend when I got around to her, too. Both came early and often with the help of my cock.

I spread myself as thin as possible, moving from one waiting lady to another as the hours passed. Finally, as I approached exhaustion, the five of them took turns sucking my cock until I could stand it no longer, and my cum spewed forth, lapped up eagerly by a couple of them.

The next morning I drove everyone home, safe and sound. I have always known that the designated driver was a good idea when people wanted to go out and have some fun. I never realized until just then how much fun the driver could have. But I may volunteer again. Cause I'm a nice guy.