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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: Juice !
Part: 4 of 9
Universe: 'Vegas
Summary:
Keywords: (M+F+ oral anal)
Language: English
@(C) 2008 Willy Tamarack Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to

the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML).

   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that
responsibility...Wow !  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  As a friend of
my wife calls it, MSU (made shit up).  Las Vegas - The City of JUICE.  The
mobsters coined it but left it to the politicians.  The politicians used it
to enrich the usual suspects.  Their families and friends for sure.  Some
claim it's dead after the recent conviction of several county commissioners
for taking bribes.  They're wrong.  JUICE is alive and well.  Sometimes
it's money.  Sometimes it's sex.  Sometimes it's just an introduction.  The
currency is immaterial.  It's called JUICE !

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.  Any
public figures mentioned are for back ground and time line purposes only.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   Juice !

   Book IV

   (M+F+ oral anal)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   In Tribute

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   Chapter Ten

   Las Vegas, Nevada - Post September 2001

   Daniel Haefner stared at the store front.  The "back in five minutes"
sign was still taped to the door.  He saw her come in about eleven-fifteen.
It was coming on to eleven-forty five.  There he was.  Behind the counter.
He couldn't see the girl but knew there was no other way out.  There she
was.  He got out of the Toyota Corolla and headed for the appliance store.
He was dressed pretty dapper in a suit and tie.  He looked like a salesman.
That was the plan.

   The girl was coming to the door.  She had big titties.  They were
bouncing as she walked through the cars and across the parking lot.  He
wouldn't mind fucking her.  He'd followed her not only with his eyes but
turning his head around to really take a good look at her.  Like he was
interested.  And he was.  Melanie was a good match for that, just a little
older.

   The guy was watching him as he entered the store.  Daniel walked right
up to one of the display driers and hefted his briefcase to the top.  Kent
immediately knew he was a salesman and was just going to waste his time for
the next twenty or thirty minutes.

   "Kent Gilbert ?" The guy was at the counter holding out his hand.  He
knew his name !  Kent had never seen the guy before.  "Daniel Haefner, sir.
Got your name from Mike Minter who is acquainted with your wife through her
employment.  She told Mike that this was the place to come if I wanted to
get some real good deals on appliances."

   The guy was turning back to his briefcase.  He came back to the counter
with a handful of papers and dropped them on the counter.  Kent turned them
around and began to try to digest what was on the papers.  During a few
minutes of silence he read the list of stuff this guy wanted.  This was a
tremendous amount of product.  Over several million !  Fuck !  He was going
to be a rich man !

   Kent Gilbert looked up at Daniel Haefner and smiled from ear to ear.  "I
sure am glad you came into the store today.  And where would you like the
shipment delivered ?" The home office was going to go apeshit.

   When they started talking terms Kent knew that this was going to be much
more lucrative than just selling them.  He'd be selling at premium prices
and was going to get a huge kick back which would increase his margin by
almost fifteen percent.  Yes, a little risk was involved.  Millions of
dollars were going to be flowing back and forth through his business
checking account.

   Daniel said he would send by an accountant by to explain the nuts and
bolts so he could sound like he knew what he was doing.  In fact, this
Haefner guy told him to just hire the accountant to make the books look
reasonable.  "Don't worry about the taxman.  This guy will make it all
right with Uncle Sam."

   Kent was blown away.  The guy gave him an envelope with a thousand bucks
in it.  Cash !  "A little up front," he said.  Kent gave the guy his
account information without really thinking about it.  No one had ever
given him a thousand dollars cash.  The guy called someone on his cell
phone.  It bothered Kent that Daniel walked to the back of the store while
making the call.  Kent was getting cold feet.  Maybe he should call his
wife ?

   "Hey !  You like to party ?  How about your old lady ?"

   "Yea.  Sure." Kent was going to call his wife.

   "I'm taking a date down to Newport next weekend.  Mike Minter is going
to motor us around in one of the casino's boats, like we're big shots. 
He's got to pick up some people or something.  Make a whole weekend of it."
Daniel held up his hand and turned away from him.  He was back on the
phone.

   Kent couldn't believe what he was hearing.  His wife spends a weekend on
some guy's yacht, picking ponies, and the next Monday he gets the deal of
the century.  The deal that will make his retirement.  He was excited.  He
could hardly wait to tell her.  No.  Thank her.  Her new job was dynamite !
And party, yea, Colleen and Kent Gilbert could party.

   "Call your bank, man.  I just shoved in three batches of just under ten
grand a batch.  Shit, man !  Your cut, just today, is over seven hundred
bucks.  The money for the order will be in your account tomorrow.  You and
Colleen are going to be rich.  Think about getting into real estate here.
The valley is ripe for the picking.  Mike knows a lot of people in town
through his buddy, "Snake" Edwards.  We'll tell you what to buy and when to
sell.  It's like taking candy from a baby."

  
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   Kent was holding an ice cold glass about two thirds full with Jack
Daniels and ice.  The breeze was right in his face, the harbor gliding by
on both sides of the huge cabin cruiser that he was sailing on.  He
couldn't believe this.  Colleen was standing next to him.

   "Is this cool or what ?" She called out as she put her hand around his
arm.  He put his arm around her shoulder.

   "Yea.  This is definitely cool.  Are you okay with Gina staying by
herself for the weekend?"

   Colleen didn't want to think or talk about her daughter.  She was away
from home.  Yes, Kent was here with her but she was pretty sure that when
he got a little loaded he'd make a play for Melanie.  She was a darling
young lady.  In her early thirties, stacked like a show girl.  But a short,
little thing.  The bleached blonde hair was a little much but it turned
heads.  That and the tits.  Colleen looked back at the bridge and waved up
at Mike.  That girl, Jill Olson, was standing with him.

   "Well ?  You got us the deal.  Do you trust these guys ?  They're not
going to screw us, are they ?"

   "I don't see how.  The first week you made close to fifteen hundred and
that's not counting the grand in cash.  A week ago we were worried about
the store and today we're raking it in." Colleen was still looking back at
the bridge.

   They'd dropped the other party off on some island earlier and were off
for the weekend.  They were almost out of the harbor and into the open sea.
It looked rough with white caps.  The wind picked up and Colleen could feel
the power increase as they neared the end of the jetty.

   They made their way back to the bridge.  Mike and Jill were there with
Daniel and Melanie.  Kent went right to the bar and it was only eleven in
the morning.  He was working on number three before lunch.  The cabin
cruiser was huge.  Would sleep about twenty comfortably, Mike said. 
Melanie started smoking the marijuana.  It was a big hand rolled joint
about the size of a cigar.

   Her husband took a drag off the joint every time it was offered. 
Colleen was sure that he was going to make an ass out of himself.  She
really didn't want that to happen.  These people were directing large sums
of money to them.  She didn't want her husband to come off as somebody who
couldn't be trusted.

   But to be honest she was just as interested in seeing if she could get
Mike alone.  Her husband hadn't touched her all week.  She was sure he was
fucking that bimbo every day at the store but couldn't bring herself to go
check it out.  Or put a stop to it.  Now, it looked as though the tall
skinny chick was going to put a crimp in all her plans.  Mike had hardly
paid attention to her and when he did was very polite.  A gentleman, for
sure.  Kent liked him and really liked Daniel Haefner, the man who brought
them riches.

   "Snake Edwards" drifted through the air.  She thought it was Daniel who
mentioned him.  Something about meeting him.  Some shin dig next weekend.
For a moment Colleen worried about how they would pay for the help at the
store and then laughed out loud.  When the joint came around again Colleen
took a big hit.  Her husband didn't even notice.  She glanced over at the
skinny girl.  She looked sexy as hell, long legs that ended at her neck. 
Hardly any breasts or ass but very good looking with very pointed nipples.
She'd never seen the girl without erect nipples.  Which of them was better
floated through her mind ?  Her nipples were hard and Mike noticed.  He was
smiling at her.  Her husband was locked on to the bleached blonde with the
big tits.

  
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   Jake Morrison had just arrived home from the paint store.  He was the
"clean up" guy.  The "go for" guy.  Lunch, mail, samples.  Every type of
errand imaginable.  He didn't like it much but had to admit that most of
his friends were working in fast food joints and that sucked.  Plus he
supplemented his hourly wage by moving a little pot now and again.  He knew
someone who might be able to get him a steady amount to distribute.  Then
he could quit his job and just distribute marijuana.

   Up in his room, he kicked off his work shoes.  He was up in his closet,
getting the dope out of the attic.  He and another guy rode shotgun last
weekend on a consignment from Southern California.  A big consignment. 
Over a hundred pounds.  His cut was a pound.  Retail it would bring in a
little over seven grand.  Jake knew he'd smoke a bit himself but he'd still
have a good large stash of cash to spend until the next trip to Cali.  He
opened the box that contained his scale and baggies and weed.

   His room was stuffed full of the latest electronic gizmos.  Two
different game players, an expensive stereo, a thirty-two inch flat screen.
The computer was top of the line and Jake had a small farm of older servers
set up in his closet, three in all.

   His parents hadn't been in his room since he was fifteen or so.  One
afternoon his mother walked in while he was fucking the shit out of some
fourteen year old who lived down the street.  Mom was supposed to be
shopping.  His dad had a talk with him about it that night.  He really
never told Jake not to do it again.  So Jake never stopped bringing girls
to his room and fucking their brains out.

   He looked out into his neighbor's yard.  The girl was talking on the
phone again.  The bitch was always talking on the phone.  Gina Colgate was
her name.  He had it written down here some where.  He dropped his jeans to
the floor and fondled his jockey covered cock as he watched her talk on the
phone.  She had her bikini on as usual and was getting quite a tan.  Jake's
cock was nice and firm.  He dropped his underwear to the floor and kicked
them along with the jeans aside.  He reached for the jeans, his cock
swaying around; stepped back into the legs and pulled then up.

   He went to the window.  She owed him sixty bucks.  He'd take it in
trade. Free dope if she puts out regularly.  He'd tried that a couple of
times before and it was always cool.  Some of the most uptight girls at
school would be just animals for a baggie of good bud.  And Jake always had
the good shit !

   Chapter Eleven

   Jake opened the window and called down to her.  "Okay if I come over ?
Your parents home ?" She was shaking her head back and forth and motioning
for him to come on over.  Jake felt his boner jump in his jeans.  He shoved
a couple of baggies of weed into his jean's pocket and made a "B" line for
the stairs.  He was out on the side walk and looking around, absorbing his
surroundings.  Everything was quiet for a Friday night.  And if this didn't
work out he knew where there was this party.

   Gina met him at the front door.  He was really scoping out her tits.  It
turned her on.  Kent hardly talked with her all week.  But then her mother
was home all the time.  Now they go away for the weekend together.  And all
week they are in really good moods.  Gina wondered almost every night if
Kent was giving it to her mother like he gave it to her last weekend.  He
fucked her six times from Friday night through Sunday morning.  She was
sore Monday morning.  She had never been sore before.

   Gina led Jake through the house.  "So where are your parents ?"

   "Sailing some where ?" Jake almost laughed.  She was really stoned.

   "Who were you on the phone with ?"

   "A friend from back in Georgia.  She might get to come out here and stay
for a while this summer." Jake wondered if her friend looked anything like
her ?  He flexed his woody.  It was a long way from being a hardon.  He sat
on the lounge chair.  The baggie, with maybe a gram in it, and pipe were
lying on the table top.  She was fiddling with them, trying to pack the
pipe with weed.  Jake tossed a full eighth of an ounce on to the table top.

   "Ohhhh !  Cool !" She quickly packed the pipe with the new weed and got
it going.  Jake took a long hit as he squinted at her.  She was holding her
breath and her tits looked huge, big softballs of breast meat.  His boner
was coming back.  He exhaled.

   "You got the money ?  It'll be one twenty." She was taking another hit
and nodding her head up and down.  He watched her run across the pool
decking on the way to the house, her butt cheeks rubbing together.  Much
nicer butt than her mother.  Jake grabbed his cock and gave it a good
squeeze.  No sense in staying out here in the heat.

   Jake grabbed the weed and pipe.  He was into the kitchen and started
packing another bowl full.  His cock felt strong.  He could hear her
running down the hall.

   "I'm in here, Gina." She was breathless when she finally reached the
kitchen, her breasts heaving up and down.  He wanted to yank her top off.
She put a wad of twenties on the counter top.  He reached down and grabbed
his boner.  She was taking a hit and didn't seem to notice.  Jake flexed
and felt real strong.  Her tits were still going up and down.

   Gina noticed his attention.  She was down to less than fifty bucks. 
Here she thought she'd be rolling in cash.  He was hardly looking at her
face.  He spent most of his time staring at her tits.  Maybe she could get
the weed for free ?  She was horny.  When wasn't she ?  She took another
hit off the pipe and passed it to him.

   "Weed is really expensive out here." She started but then couldn't think
of much more to say.  He was still staring at her tits.  "How was
California ?" She was so fucking stoned.  She had to buy some vodka to
replenish her mother's supply.  The dope.  Gina was almost broke and her
"sugar daddy" was out with her mother.

   "California is always cool." Jake explained.  He glanced at her face a
few times as he talked but mostly concentrated on her tits.  His woody was
getting stronger.  "Parents out for the weekend ?  Or just tonight ?" Maybe
he could invite some friends over later ?

   "The weekend for sure.  My mom's work is kind of flexible." She stopped.
She had no idea what her mother did.  He came around the counter.  His cock
was making a tent in his jeans.  She glanced down at it.  He felt
confident. Like that time at the gym with her mother.  His "T" shirt was
covering it but you could tell he had a boner in his jeans.

   "I've got some other friends that I kind of take care of.  At a real
good discount." Jake stated.  "If you know what I mean." He was looking
into her face.  He wasn't sure she could comprehend anything much less the
fact that he was trying to talk her into fucking him for free weed.  And
right next door.  His cock was nice and ready to go.

   Jake reached out and gave her right breast a good squeeze.  She just
looked up at him.  He smiled at her.  His hand was already groping her
tits. Now it was inside her top.  Her nipples were hard.  He was pinching
them.  She reached for his cock.  It was hard.  Hardly in the same league
as her mother's husband.  Jake was an inch or more shorter and no where
near as fat.  She found the button to his jeans and flipped it open with
one hand.

   Jake leaned back against the counter.  The girl was going for his cock.
He was sure she'd suck his cock.  His zipper was coming down.  Gina
remembered how Kent reacted when she met him at the door in some of her
mother's naughty underwear.  She grabbed for his dick, right at the door
and had his cock out before they made it to the couch.

   Jake's cock was nice.  A regular penis.  She was turned on looking at
it, her hand pulling on it.  Her top was falling to the floor.  His mouth
was on her, sucking her right nipple, his hand reaching for the crotch of
her bathing suit.  She still had a good grip on his cock.  His jeans were
still around his thighs.  He was yanking his "T" shirt off over his head.
She was dragging his jeans down.  She felt juicy.  His cock was hard.  She
stroked it.

   Jake was trying to kick his running shoes off.  He finally kicked them
and his jeans over into a corner of the kitchen.  He was naked, his cock
bouncing around in his groin.  His chest was almost hairless.  His crotch
with just patch of brown pubes above his jutting cock.  His balls were
almost hairless.

   Jake reached for her hips and pushed her bottoms down over her butt.  A
triangle of brown curls appeared at her groin.  He was yanking her bottoms
down her legs.  He'd fuck her standing up.  She was stroking his cock.  He
reached for her naked loins.  Her pubic hair was wet, his finger slid right
into her pussy.  She groaned and squeezed his cock.  He was thinking of
giving her the other eighth too.  God !  She was hot !

   Gina stepped out of her bottoms and now she was naked.  She kept her
hand around his cock and walked backwards into the front room on the way to
her room and it's double bed.  Jake followed.  His hand groping her wet
pussy as they made their way to her bedroom.  She backed right up to the
bed and sat.  Her hand was still wrapped around his cock.  Now her face was
almost on the same level as his cock.

   Gina knew he'd probably blow his load if she sucked his cock.  Her head
was grabbed by the ears and then his boner was rubbing against her face. 
His dick head was against her lips.  It was gooie.  She knew he'd blow it
in her mouth.  She opened.

   "Aaaaagghhh !" It lasted only a few counts.  He was arching his back,
forcing his cock deep into her mouth.  Her lips couldn't reach the base and
she was about to choke.  She dragged her lips along his cock on the way
off. He started fucking her face a few moments later and only stopped when
he coated her tonsils with several spurts of warm semen.  His cock was
starting to shrink.  She was still sucking the head, coaxing the cum out of
his dick.  It was sensitive.  He pushed her away.

  
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   It was dark.  Dinner was steak and potatoes.  Kent's favorite.  Nothing
to it.  All done on some super grill.  By then everyone was smashed except
Mike.  Shit !  He had to navigate and dock or whatever.  They were moored
about a quarter mile off some little cove with a white sand beach on the
western side of Catalina island.  The beach was just large enough for
sunbathing at low tide.  It was very picturesque.  Mike was smoking weed up
on the bridge.

   Colleen was looking for Kent.  The fucking boat was so big.  She was
sure he was off with Melanie and her big tits.  And if that was the case
she would definitely try to pry Mike away from the skinny girl.  And here
he was alone.  She wondered for just an instant where the skinny girl was ?
Mike was just wearing shorts and so different from her husband.  So in
shape.  Her husband was getting fat with a big belly that hung down over
just about anything he wore with a belt.  Mike was so active.  Kent was a
slob at home never leaving the big screen when he wasn't at the store. 
They never went out.  And now she was sure he was in one of the state rooms
fucking the shit out of a thirty-something bimbo with big tits.

   "I told you last week I wanted to be able to spend time with you." They
were alone.  It was totally dark.  Again she wondered where the tall,
skinny bitch was ?  She was probably with Daniel.

   "Thanks for arranging for the business.  The recommendation.  You've
turned our lives around.  Have you known Daniel long ?"

   Mike looked over at her.  "Yea.  For quite a few years." He looked off
into the darkness.  There were a few scattered lights on the island.  He
could hear the waves crashing on the shore.  He pulled her to him.  "I
introduced him to `Snake.'" He turned her face and kissed her.

   She broke the kiss.  "Do you know where my husband is ?" Not that she
wanted to find him.  She just didn't want him to walk in on them.

   "Sure do." He kissed her again then started pulling her towards the
stairs and into the bowels of the Cabin Cruiser "Seven-Eleven." Owned by a
consortium from 'Vegas and used to host the real big spenders.  He was
checked out as an honest to god captain on several size craft.  All because
"Snake" remembered him from the Philippines.

   After Mike left Korea it was back to the states for him.  A replacement
training unit, training students.  Never enough stick time and then two and
a half years later they wanted to send him off to some staff job at a
numbered air force.  He separated a year later, never worrying about what
the fuck he would do to support himself ?

   He remembered the phone call back in South Carolina, Shaw Air Force
Base. "Captain Minter.  I represent "Snake" Edwards.  He'd like to fly you
to Las Vegas and discuss employment opportunities with you.  You'd be gone
for at least a couple of days.  Can you be packed and ready tomorrow
morning ?"

   He laughed.  That fucking "Snake" knew everything.  It hardly surprised
him that some guy was calling.  He wondered if "Snake" had changed any from
the Philippines.  That was honestly the last time he saw him.

   The weekend in 'Vegas was a carbon copy of their adventures in the
Philippines; only the fuck toys were different.  All-American, grade "A"
meat in 'Vegas.  You were never quite sure in the P.I.  Well, they usually
weren't All-American !

   Chapter Twelve

   Colleen was lost.  Mike had her by the waist and was guiding her through
the ship.  She thought he was taking her to find Kent.  They stopped at a
cabin door.  These cabins were nothing like the accommodations on the
yacht, "Viper." Mike owned the yacht.  No one could afford this boat.  It
was like kings lived on this vessel.  The only light illuminating the room
was coming from the huge flat screen TV on the wall.

   Daniel and Jill were sitting against the opposite wall on the bed.  They
were both watching the big screen.  Colleen was drawn to the skinny girl.
Her bottoms were gone and she was fingering herself.  Colleen turned toward
the screen and froze.

   Her husband was humping the bleached blonde with the big tits.  His
white hairy ass driving his cock in and out of her.  The picture was from
above and behind.  There was sound too.  She could hear her husband
grunting and groaning just like he did when he was fucking her.  Melanie
had her legs up in the air above him, grabbing her ankles.

   "Come on, Kent.  That's it, baby.  Drive that dick.  Oooohhhh !  I'm
getting there.  Come on, Kent." Kent was full out fucking the shit out of
the woman with the big tits.  She couldn't talk as the assault on her cunt
accelerated.  Colleen knew the size of the dick that was being driven in
and out of Melanie.  At this pace Colleen would be cuming like crazy.  Her
husband had never fucked her like this.

   She looked over at the couple on the bed.  The skinny girl was sucking
on Daniel's cock, still fingering herself.  She was still wearing the
halter top and her nipples were very prominent.  Her crotch was covered
with black stubble maybe a quarter inch long.  Colleen could plainly see
the girl's cunt lips as she drove a finger in and out of herself.  She
could also see that Daniel had a very nice cock.  Nothing like Mike or even
her husband but a nice dick.  He was staring at her.

   He was really staring at her tits.  She looked back at the screen.  Her
husband was cuming.  It sounded like he was going to have a heart attack.
His ass was pounding his cock in and out of Melanie.  She was rolling her
head back and forth on the mattress.  He froze and she could see his ass
clenching and unclenching.  Clenching and unclenching.

   A moment later, her husband was rolling off the woman.  His dark pubic
hair was a mess of cum, gray streaks with matted bunches here and there. 
He was breathing very heavily.  Suddenly Mike was beside her.  His hand was
on her bare back right above her bikini bottoms.  She turned toward him. 
He was naked.  His boner poking out in front of him.  He slid his other
hand down the front of her bottoms right into her pubic hair.  He was
grinding his boner against her hip and thigh.  His other hand was down the
back of her bottoms, fingers creeping down the crack of her ass.

   She threw her head back.  Mike was devouring her shoulder and neck.  His
fingers were teasing her cunt and asshole.  His cock was like a big salami
rubbing against her side.  The skinny girl was now naked and riding Daniel.
Her nipples and areolae were hardly the size of a dime.  She was really
riding him, though, bucking her ass up and down on his dick.  Colleen had
already started to wiggle her hips around as Mike explored her crotch.  The
skinny bitch had a nice tight butt that hardly giggled a bit as she worked
herself on and off Daniel's cock.

   Colleen wanted Mike to fuck her.  She grabbed for his penis.  He pulled
it away from her.  She continued to try to capture it but he wouldn't allow
it.  Mike forced a finger up her cunt and ass at the same moment.

   "Ooooooohhhhhh..." It petered out to nothing.  Colleen stopped reaching
for his cock.  Her bottoms were down around her hips.  Mike yanked them to
the floor.

   "Get on your knees, honey.  I want to see if you give as good a blow job
as Jill does.  What do you think, Daniel.  Blow job contest ?"

   "I'm in."

   "Down on your knees, honey." He had his hands on her shoulders and was
pressuring her to the deck.  Her nipples were very visible in her bikini
top.  Mike seemed extremely big and fat tonight.  She could feel the other
two watching her.  "Come on.  What're you waiting for, honey ?  Gobble."
She could hardly believe she was doing this as she took about four inches
into her mouth.

   "Wow !  Momma can really suck cock." It was the skinny bitch.  Colleen
felt herself blush.  Her mouth was still full of cock and there was plenty
more.  Her lips started playing back and forth along Mike's fat prick.  His
tiny dick head poking into the back of her throat on every stroke.  He had
one hand on the back of her head, fucking his cock in and out of her mouth.
The other hand was inside the top of her bikini, pinching her very
sensitive nipples.

   The skinny bitch was still fingering herself.  Daniel was stroking his
cock by himself.  Mike told her she ought to be with Daniel tonight.  She
liked Daniel.  More her age.  She'd decided to stay in Las Vegas after
meeting him.  She could finish school here if she wanted to.  But the money
these two guys were throwing around was insane.  And "Snake" !  That guy
was way loaded.  His place out at Lake Las Vegas, a mansion.  She was
beginning to like the diversity of men that her association with the
"Yachtsman" provided.  She didn't mind being a kept woman.  And the dope
these guys had access to.  Out of this world !

   The older woman was on her knees sucking Mike's cock.  This morning Jill
figured Colleen was frigid after seeing the way her husband zeroed in on
Melanie.  Now she thought that maybe Mike and her had been together before.
The woman definitely knew how to suck cock.  Mike was taking her top off.
She had nice tits.  Her nipples were erect.  Jill knew that Mike would want
her to help him with the older woman.  She dropped off the bed and crawled
over toward where Colleen was sucking on Mike's cock.  Jill took a hold of
her tits from behind.  The older woman tried to look behind her but Mike
wouldn't let her turn her head.  Her mouth was full of his cock.

   Colleen didn't know who was fondling her tits from behind ?  She was
afraid it was the skinny girl.  The guy she could handle.  Another woman.
She wasn't sure ?  She'd had several come on to her over the years but had
always preferred men.  And she'd had plenty of them over the years although
in the last twelve, none.  She'd been faithful until a short while ago and
was sure her husband had been also.  It had to be 'Vegas !?  This would
never happen back home in Georgia.

   As soon as Jill pulled Colleen's bottoms off her feet Jill's hands were
between her legs, in her hair.  There were fingers in her.  She was gooie
wet, the fingers sliding in and out effortlessly.  She was grinding her
hips with the fingers fucking in and out of her.

   Another set of hands were exploring her tits.  She could feel Daniel's
boner grinding against her side.  Daniel was standing.  Mike was pulling
his dick out of her mouth.  Daniel took a hold of her head and guided her
mouth to his cock.  There was little hesitation.  He was much smaller than
Mike but still a very nice cock.  The fingers were still fucking in and out
of her.  She was sure it was the skinny girl now and was very turned on. 
Her head was bobbing back and forth on Daniel's cock on it's own.  Daniel
was just standing there watching her lips move on and off his cock.

   They traded places again in a few minutes.  A little while after that
they started fucking her.  Each of them taking his time and driving her
insane.  Between the fuckings the dark haired, skinny girl would crawl
between her legs and devour Colleen's pussy while the boys fed her their
cocks.  They started cuming on her right away; with their first loads
arcing thick spurts of semen on to her face and tits.  Jill ate it all up.

   The "Yachtsman" sat back and watched Daniel fuck the shit out of Colleen
Gilbert.  "Snake" was going to really enjoy this woman.  She was an animal.
Her husband was even better.  He looked up at the TV and found Melanie down
on her knees between Kent's legs.  He was sporting a descent boner but then
Melanie could give a corpse a hardon.  Mike stroked his cock with some jell
and crawled over to Jill's up turned butt.  Her cunt was all there, pouty
lips covered with that short butch of hers.  Ready to be fucked.  He forced
his head into the skinny girl's cunt from behind.  He could hear her groan.
He'd been meaning to give her some cock before they went back to "Vegas and
"Snake" had her out to his place with that gang of his.  Well just his two
partners.  But they were almost always around.

   Jill's asshole was clearly visible between the cheeks of her almost
non-existent ass.  Surrounded by thicker growth than around her cunt, it
was curly and plentiful.  Mike wet his finger and pushed it into her ass.
Jill raised her head off the mattress and pushed back against him.  He had
his cock buried in her cunt and his finger buried in her anus.  He flexed.
She lowered her head and moaned.  Mike started fucking.  He was going to
take a while before he blew a load on Colleen's face but Jill was going to
love it.  He grabbed her hips and pushed further into her.

   The spank caught her by surprise and she tensed up.  Her cunt grabbed
the cock in it and gave it a good squeeze.  It was huge.  A big fat cock in
her tiny, tight cunt.  Another spank.  "Come on, Jill.  Fuck my cock,
honey." The third was the hardest and she started moving her ass back and
forth against the cock that was fucking in and out of her.  Daniel had just
cum and rolled off the older woman.  Mike was guiding her between the
woman's legs.  She knew what Mike wanted her to do and buried her face in
Colleen's snatch, reaming her tongue into her cum soaked pussy.

  
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   Colleen found the rest of the weekend unbelievable.  The following
morning they rolled out of the different rooms they slept in and
congregated in the galley with hot coffee and big cinnamon rolls.  Kent
started drinking immediately and was soon swimming naked with Melanie off
the side of the cabin cruiser.

   A naked Jill dove off the side and joined them.  It was then that
Colleen decided that this was all a set up.  Probably, planned from the
beginning.  And just when was that ?  She didn't meet any of these people
before getting their job offer.  The "hostess" thing.  Was this just a
group of people who liked to party naked ?  Kent was climbing out of the
water.  Mike was yelling that they had to cast off.

   Kent's cock was dangling back and forth as he dried off.  The bleached
blonde's tits were wangling back and forth as she dried her hair.  The
skinny one was drying her crotch and Colleen looked away.  It reminded her
of last night.  She wandered over to Kent.

   "Looks like you're having a great time ?"

   Kent looked over at his wife.  "Hey !  The guy has saved our asses.  I'm
just trying to make everyone happy." He laughed as he dried his cock and
balls.  "He told me his girl friend thought I was a cool old guy.  Just
trying to keep the business coming."

   "And what would you think if I kept Daniel happy all night ?  After all
he's the one giving us the business.  Not the big titted blonde." Kent
could tell she was pissed.

   "Well, I hope you left him happy !" Kent moved off toward the bar. 
Colleen stripped off her top immediately and remained topless the remainder
of the trip.  Well, until they entered Newport Harbor.  The "Yachtsman"
smiled.

  
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