by Rumple Foreskin
“Depressed? Damn straight I’m depressed. Waking up to find your so-called, man, the same guy you’d been screwing all evening, getting butt fucked by some dude can do a real number on a girl’s self-esteem.”
Sue Cangilosi finished her tirade, drained another, Harvey Wallbanger, and then gave Cindy Davis a sad smile. “I’d have to be crazy to not be depressed.”
“Agreed,” said Cindy, still stunned by the bizarre story. No guy ever turned from Sue to another woman, much less a man. She had the type of lush body the great Renaissance masters would have loved. Full lips, big eyes, and thick, dark hair, that fell straight and shiny down to her incredible bottom. In the late ‘60’s, with anorexic fashion models all the rage, Sue’s voluptuous body was a testimony to timeless female sexuality and a magnet for men of all ages.
Except for family and friends, Sue refused to take anyone or anything seriously, including herself and school. A live-for-today party animal, she’d become a dorm legend for never letting schoolwork keep her from going out with a constantly changing line-up of men.
Now she was depressed and getting smashed. No one could blame her, thought Cindy. It must be unreal to discover the boyfriend you've been sleeping with for weeks is gay. It would be bad enough if Sue had caught him cheating with another woman. She couldn’t imagine the pain, the humiliation, of finding the man you loved being sodomized by some strange guy.
They were in the back booth of a smoky bar on New York’s First Ave. near the nursing school’s all-female dorm. Thanks to cheap drinks and good hamburgers, Guy Fawkes was a favorite of the students living there. That made it a favorite of guys trying to pick them up.
The waiter sat down fresh drinks they hadn’t ordered. "That group of guys playing darts sent these.” Cindy and Sue looked over at the group and nodded thanks.
"They're not bad looking,” said Cindy.
"And probably not fags," muttered Sue, after downing half her drink. “Come with me to the old discomfort station, will you?"
When they returned, the waiter came over with more drinks. "These are from those same guys. They want to know if they can join you?"
Normally, Cindy hated bar pickups but knew Sue needed to be around straight guys. Besides, she had just gotten the beginning of an idea that might involve them. "Sure, tell them to come on over.” Sue began to protest but Cindy reassured her that it would be fun.
While none of the guys had movie star handsome, each in his own way was good looking. Tony was built like a wrestler, with a big chest, dark, curly hair and sexy, brooding eyes. Jim had a slim waist, big shoulders and bright, red hair. Frank looked like a basketball player with his tall, lean build and long arms. With his blue eyes, long blonde hair, and boyish grin, Todd could be hard to resist.
They claimed to be business majors, not pre-med or med students--a definite plus for the two nursing students. Frank sat next to Cindy and Todd next to Sue while the others pulled up chairs at the end of the booth. Their joking and flirting soon had even Sue joining in the conversation.
Strictly speaking, there was no dance floor in the bar. But couples routinely created their own space in a dimly lighted area in the back near their booth.
Cindy smiled at Frank and asked him if he'd like to dance. He looked surprised at first, but then returned her smile and said he'd gladly accept her gracious offer.
Out on the dance floor they moved as one to a slow song. It’d been a long time since a man held her. Cindy fought the temptation to wait until the next number to tell him about Sue’s problem a how they might help.
“You’re a great dancer, Frank, but I think you should know that I’m sorta engaged. I like having a good time, but I’m committed to being faithful.”
Before he could say anything, she continued. “My friend, Sue, on the other hand, has just had a really hard fall. She’s unbelievably depressed and really needs all the ego boosting she can get.
“So what I’d like is for all four of you to hustle her. Don’t waste time on me, except maybe to keep her from noticing what’s happening.”
Frank looked a little dubious until she told him what had happened. "As I said, she’s the one who needs the attention. If you can get the guys to go along with the idea, I promise I won't be a wet blanket even though I'm not a free agent."
"How far do you want this thing to go?”
"That’s strictly up to Sue. Just treat her with kindness and understanding."
"What's in it for you?"
"She's my friend.” The music stopped and Cindy looked up into his eyes. "In a few minutes, I'll get her to go to the restroom with me so you can talk it over.” Frank looked at Sue and nodded.
After Cindy and Sue returned from their pilgrimage to the ladies room, Frank scooted over to let Sue sit beside him. Tony and Todd pulled their chairs up close beside her.
Cindy sat across from Sue, next to Jim. He put a hand on her knee, leaned over as if to nibble on her ear and whispered, “It’s a deal, but only if you play along. Okay?”
Cindy grinned and nodded her agreement. “Well, in that case,” Jim said, “I’ve been given the thankless job of finding out if you mean what you say. So why don’t we start with you doing something about my poor aching joint."
With a teasing, “Oh, you poor baby,” Cindy reached for the bulge in his pants. As for Sue, who had her back to the room, she and Todd were involved in a long kiss. Frank had unbuttoning the top of her blouse and slipped a hand inside. Meanwhile, Tony's hands were busy under the table.
Jim leaned over and this time did nibble on Cindy’s ear while whispering that his staff needed hands-on care. “Intensive care, huh? Well, you’ll have to give me something to work with. She sipped on her drink while he unzipped his jeans and pulled out a cock that proved to be thick, hard, and hot.
She let her fingertips slide over its length, admiring the texture, pleased with the way her touch made it jerk. Once she had a handle on Jim’s problem, she began a slow, steady pumping motion.
On the other side of the table, Frank sucked on one of Sue's breast. Todd fondled the other one while covering her mouth with his. It was evident from her occasional moans that Tony was doing good things under the table. Sue seemed to be giving his staff the same sort of personal attention Cindy was applying to Jim’s.
As far as Cindy was concerned, the night had already a success. So to slow things down just a bit, she caught the bartender’s eye. He signaled the waiter who started walking their way.
"Hey, guys, the waiter's coming." Her announcement created quite a stir. By the time the waiter arrived, Sue’s bosom had been more-or-less covered and the guys around here were trying to look innocent.
Things remained much calmer across the table. Instead of letting go of Jim’s cock, Cindy held on and used shorter, faster strokes. It was a crazy thing to do, but she had felt Jim starting to come and didn’t want to leave him halfway there.
While the others ordered more drinks, he stared straight ahead. His lips formed a tight, thin line. When asked if he wanted another beer he just nodded. By the time the waiter returned, Jim had a contended smile and his once tense body appeared boneless.
While he recuperated and Tony went to take a leak, the rest of the group got up to dance. Once everyone returned, the seating order changed. Frank still sat inside of Sue, but Jim had joined Tony in the chairs next to her. Todd took Jim’s old spot next to Cindy.
There was no doubt in Cindy’s mind that Sue had picked up right where she’d left off with Frank's tool. Tony did his part by kissing and fondling her.
With Todd’s eager assistance, she soon had his rock hard dick in the palm of her hand. Looking down, she watched her fingers idly stroking the thick, white shaft while he tried to get comfortable.
When she glanced back up, Sue’s boobs were exposed again and being worked on by Frank and Tony. By now, Jim had his hands way under the table, apparently playing with Sue's pussy.
Normally shy, Cindy felt wild and daring. "Hey Sue, you guys want to race? One who comes in last buys the next round."
Sue gave her a wicked smile. "You're on."
Conversation stopped as the race began. Sue pumped furiously on Frank, who leaned back with his eyes closed. While Todd seemed calm, Cindy could feel his body twitch. Frank put his arm around Sue's shoulders, pulled her closer to him and started kissing her. The movement forced Sue to switch hands.
On the other side of the table, Cindy continued to pump steadily on Todd. He’d just begun to take quick, shallow breathes, when Frank made a strangled moan and went ridged. The table threatened to tip over and people grabbed for sliding glasses.
Finally, Frank settled back down. Tony grinned at Sue, "Maybe that was just good acting. Where's the proof.” After a dramatic pause, Sue brought a cum covered hand out from under the table and held in up for inspection.
"Well," said Jim, "now that you've got it, what are you going to do with the stuff?” Sue studied her hand then with ladylike gentility began licking it clean.
The sight of Sue licking Frank's semen off her hand pushed Todd over the brink. Cindy felt him tremble and his cock swell. The muscles in his arms bulged tense and hard until, with a low growl, he began to come.
Cindy directed most of the stream away from him, but couldn’t keep all of it off his lap and her hand. Some that splattered on the bottom of the table began dripping back down. It seemed to take forever for him to run dry.
"Well, Todd," said Sue, who’d just finished licking her hand clean, "it looks like the round’s on you."
Cindy, who unlike her friend was using small paper napkins to wipe her hand, replied, "Yes, but it proves what they say about nice guys finishing last."
After exchanging glances with the other guys, Tony suggested they all go riding in his van. "Why not," Sue said, "this table’s a sticky mess."
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Cindy had expected a hippie-style VW love wagon. Instead, she got carpeting, curtains, a tape deck, reclining captain's chairs and a couch in the back. Cindy sat up front facing the rear and watching the action. While Tony drove, the other guys worked on Sue who occupied a fully reclined chair in the middle of the van.
From his spot on the couch in the back, Frank leaned over Sue, covering her face with upside down kisses. Todd had completely unbuttoned her blouse and was kissing one boob while fondling the other. Jim had already pushed up her short skirt, pulled off her bikini panties. Now he knelt between her outstretched legs and shoved one finger after another into her pussy.
The whole, erotic scene mesmerized Cindy. She’d never watched anyone else making love, much less be ravished by three guys. Of course, she hadn’t planned on being a voyeur this time, but her chair had already been facing the back when she got in and everyone had been in a rush to get going. Now she couldn’t stop staring.
The van made a sudden swerve. Cindy realized Tony had been paying more attention to the action in the van than to his driving—not that she could blame him.
"I don't know where we’re going, but I hope we get there soon before you kill us all," she said with a nervous laugh.
"Sorry about that,” said Tony, glancing over at her with a sheepish grin. “Hard to concentrate with all that going on. But we'll be there soon.”
He cleared his throat. “You know, if you, uh, took things in hand up here, like you and Sue did back in the bar, it might keep my mind off what's going on back there.”
"But Tony," she said, putting a hand on his thigh, "would that make you’re driving better or worse?"
"You never can tell. It might be dangerous. But in the interest of science and highway safety, it's our duty to find out. So what do say we find out," he coaxed. "It's the only way we'll ever know for sure."
"Since science demands it,” said Cindy, “how can I refuse?" She shifted in her chair, then unzipped his fly, stuck her hand inside, and let out a gasp of disbelief. What she’d found was so big she couldn't get her hand around it and so long she couldn't find the top.
"Tony," she asked incredulously, "is all that you?"
"I'm afraid so," he said, as Cindy unbuckled his belt and unsnapped his jeans. Pulling down the top of his shorts, she found herself staring in awe at the biggest cock she’d ever seen.
"My God, Tony, why are you ‘afraid’ of having this monster?"
"To tell you the truth, having a cock this big has its good points, but it also has some real bad ones."
"I can understand the good points," said Cindy, as she reverently stroking the enormous phallus. "Girls who’ve heard about it must be dying to take a look."
"Yeah, and that's part of the problem. They want to look, but once they do, most get scared. Hell, I've never even had a real blowjob. No girl can handle more than kissing or licking."
"Well, I bet there’s at least one girl here who'll give it a good try.” Who knows, she though, maybe even two.
All thoughts about Sue vanished as Cindy turned her full attention to Tony's tool. She stroked the long shaft, gently squeezing on the thick hardness encased in smooth, tight skin.
Cindy became so fixated on the massive dick, she barely noticed the van turn into a dark, deserted road. Tony parked quickly and flipped on a pair of soft, interior lights. As her hands continued to gently caress the imposing prick, she looked up at its owner. "Tony, I want to try, to give you a blowjob, a real one."
He grinned and began turning his seat around to face the rear. While Cindy watched, amused and pleased by his eagerness, she noticed the scene in the rear had shifted to the couch.
By now, Sue was completely naked and lying on her back with Jim between her legs, pounding into her while she sucked on Todd's cock. Frank sat in one of the chairs, staring at his exhausted, cum-smeared cock.. Cindy continued to watch as Jim let out a groan and made one last hard slam into Sue. After a brief pause, he sighed and dismounted.
Not missing a beat, Sue released Todd's stiff dick from her mouth and helped him climb on board. With one lunge, he sank deep into her snatch and began hammering away with hard, deep strokes.
No doubt about, thought Cindy, Sue was a very busy girl. With both Todd and his hard cock now in place, Frank went over and knelt by Sue’s head. She reached out for his flaccid dick, popped it into her mouth, and began sucking.
Her legs were wrapped around Todd's narrow waist, holding him tight. With one hand she grabbed his ass and appeared to be trying to pull him in ever deeper, while her hips continued to meet him hunch for hunch. Her other hand continued fondling Frank's balls. The van gently swayed in rhythm to the movements.