Next afternoon, when Sally walked into Cora's office, Cora told her that her brother had called and that she should call him back when she could.
"By the way," Cora continued, "I missed you last night. I want you to come back to my house at ten tonight. All right?"
"Remember," Sally said, "I'm at your beck and call."
"I have an assignment for you this afternoon at two o'clock. You'll be going with another girl. The photographer wants shots of two girls in action."
"That's okay with me," Sally said.
Cora smiled. "I'm sure it is." She then called in the other girl and gave them the address. She was a beautiful black girl and her name was Mary Johnson.
As they drove across town to the studio, Sally studied her very carefully. She was young, in her early twenties, and her hair was cut close to her skull. Her breasts, which were enormous, were thrusting out the see-through blouse as if they were straining to be free. Her legs were long, smooth and shapely.
Walking into the studio, they found the photographer adjusting his camera. He was a young man, wearing jeans and a sweater. Walking up to them, he kissed Mary on the cheek and shook hands with Sally. Apparently Mary had worked with him before.
After stripping, they used a wide bed for the shots. It was a disappointment for Sally. He was only taking shots of simulated sex. Sally had to pretend to be kissing Mary's breasts and sucking her open, meaty cunt. Not once did they actually touch each other.
When it was over, they dressed, and the photographer handed them their vouchers.
When they were outside, Sally asked for the best way to get to Stan's office, giving her the address.
Mary smiled and said that it was on her way home. "Come on and I'll drop you off."
Starting the car, Mary took off. When she had to stop for a red light, she turned to Sally.
"Can I ask you something personal?"
"Sure."
"Well, when we were posing before… did you feel anything?"
Sally smiled. "Yes, I did," she said softly.
There was a gleam in Mary's eyes. "I suppose if Jimmy hadn't been there I would have really gone down on you."
Just then the light turned green and Mary took off.
"You've posed for him before, haven't you?"
Sally asked.
"Yes," and then after hesitating for a moment, she said, "In fact, I've done more than pose for him."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, he's kind of strange. He's never fucked me, but he'll pay me just to suck him off."
Sally laughed. "Maybe if we both worked on him he would do a little fucking."
"Its a thought," Mary said. "Would you like to give it a try?"
"Do you mean it? I mean, are you serious?"
"Of course I'm serious," she said. "I'll arrange it. You just leave it to me."
Pulling to a stop, she let Sally off in front of Stan's office. As she got out of the car, Mary put her hand on Sally's knee. Squeezing it gently, she said, "I'll set it up for tomorrow."
"Fine," Sally said, "see you then."
Just as she was about to go inside, Stan was on his way out. Getting into his car, Sally said, "Come on. Tell me about the man you found."
"He's an old friend of mine. He likes women. That's about all there is to tell. By the way, I didn't tell him that you were my sister. That will be our secret."
Arriving in front of a tall, impressive apartment building, Stan parked, the car and they got out. Inside the lobby, they got into an elevator that took them to the eleventh floor.
His name was Randy Stone. He was twenty-eight and he had sandy-colored hair. He looked to be the athletic type with wide shoulders and lean hips. Looking to Sally, he said, "You've got a really great shape."
Sally thanked him, and then sitting down in the living room, Randy fixed a round of drinks.
"Stan tells me that you're new in town. How do you like our city?"
"I like it fine," Sally said, "just fine."
Stan was getting impatient with the small talk and so was Sally. She had come there to get fucked, not talk.
"What do you say we have one more drink, and then we'll go into the bedroom?" Stan suggested.
After tossing down one more drink, they all got up and followed Randy into the bedroom. Immediately, Stan began undressing, with Sally not far behind him. By the time Randy had his pants off, Sally and Stan were both standing in front of him, naked.
Naked, Sally walked over to Randy and stood in front of him, letting his eyes stare hotly at her quivering breasts. Turning around slowly, she let him see the shape of her ass, the ass that he would soon have his cock buried inside.
Within a minute, Randy was nude and pressing his body to Sally's. Stan lay back on the bed, watching them. As they kissed, Randy ran his hands down her back to the swell of her ass. Cupping the soft cheeks in his hands, he squeezed gently. Sally could feel his cock rising hard against her thigh.
"Come on," she told him, "it'll be more comfortable in bed." Stan moved over to make room for the two of them. They continued to kiss while Randy fondled her ass with one hand and her soft, pliant boobs with the other. Bending his head down, he caught one of the rosy nipples between his teeth and gently nibbled on it.
Sally moaned softly as she felt his hand closing over her pussy. His index finger dipped inside to slide over the hot creamy folds of her cunt.
"Hey," he said, "how about sucking my cock for a minute?"
Sally ran her hand over his chest, down his belly, onto his hard prick. She played with his balls for a minute and then her head went down.
Holding his cock at the base, she ran her tongue up and down the underside. Licking at his cock head, she applied a warm, wet pressure with her tongue. Randy groaned with lust when she suddenly opened her mouth and sucked his cock inside, while at the same time she continued to squeeze his sperm-laden balls.
As she ravenously sucked his prick, she felt Stan's mouth suddenly attacking her pussy. His tongue, slithering through the slimy, wet flesh of her vagina, caused her to gasp, almost choking her with Randy's cock deep in her throat.
Reaching out with his hand, Randy grasped her fleshy boobs and began to knead and roll the soft flesh, alternately pinching her hard, upthrust nipples. With his other hand, he parted the cheeks of her ass and inserted his index finger as far as he could into her open rectum.
"Yes, yes," she cried out, her words garbled by the cock in her mouth. "Play with my tits. Pinch them, squeeze my nipples. Oh, God, do it, do my tits, suck my cunt, suck it, oh, eat me, shit, eat me. Get your tongue up there, oh, Jesus, skit, slam your finger up my ass, oh I can't stand it. It's too good. Oh, harder, harder, HARDER!"
Sally was out of her mind, with lust. Her mouth was slamming up and down on Randy's cock while her fingers mashed his balls together. Suddenly, he groaned and Sally's mouth was filled with his hot sperm shooting down her throat.
At the same time, Stan's tongue inside her gash made her own body erupt, filling his mouth with her warm, creamy come. Giving a heavy sigh, Sally let her head fall back on Randy's stomach. Closing her eyes, she rested for a moment, knowing that the best was yet to come.
After a few minutes, Stan pulled Sally to him and he began to play with her body, running his hand over her boobs, down her belly and back to her cunt. Reaching down, Sally rubbed his prick until he was carrying another hard-on.
"Are you just about ready, Randy?" Stan asked.
"Sure am. Just watching you two gave me a hard-on."
"All right, Sally," Stan said, "get on top of me."
Climbing over his body, Sally straddled him, her open, swollen cunt just above his throbbing, ready prick. Grasping the base of his cock in her hand, Sally directed the head of it to her hole. Closing her eyes, she lowered herself onto it, sighing, as she felt it scraping against the walls of her cunt.
When she had Stan's prick completely engulfed inside her vagina, she leaned forward, giving Randy access to her asshole.
She felt him move behind her and place the head of his cock against her rectum. Wiggling her buttocks, she felt his cock begin to slide inside, inch by inch. His prick felt warm and pleasant inside her anus and she couldn't wait, until she had all of it inside her.
Soon, se was stuffed from both ends, with Stan's cock buried inside her vagina and Randy's inside her ass. Just then, they both began to move and Sally moaned with pleasure as she felt their cocks sliding inside of her. Back and forth their cocks slid, making her body tingle with excitement. It was a tight fit, but she loved it. This is the life, she thought, getting fucked by two beautiful, hard cocks at the same time.
As Stan fucked her, he came up to clutch at her bouncing tits. The flesh was soft and felt good in his hands as he hefted their weight.
Their movements became faster as their excitement grew and all three struggled to reach climaxes. Sally was a whirling mass of sensation as she blindly let the two cocks plunder her willing body. Higher and higher she went, until it seemed she would never come down. But she knew that she would, just as soon as she showered Stan with her creamy pussy juice.
Loud, hoarse moans came from her throat as she felt her orgasm approaching. Her body rocked back and forth as she was buffeted by their cocks.
"Oh, God, fuck me, fuck me. Yes, that's so good. Slam it up my cunt, up my ass, skit, do me, harder, fuck me harder. I can't stand it, I've got to come, please, make me come, make me come. I've got to. Oh, it hurts, it hurts… Hurt me, hurt me. Rip me open with your cock, fuck me to death, anything, just make me come…"
Their movements became savage as they pounded her from both sides, all three of them on the verge of climaxes. Suddenly, Stan grunted and spewed his load of sperm deep into the recesses of Sally's vagina.
The warmth of his come splashing inside her cunt triggered Sally and, with a loud scream, she discharged her load of pussy juice, soaking Stan's cock that was now lying soft beneath her.
Randy kept pumping his cock into her rectum, until finally he squirted his come – hot, wet, and sticky – into her bowels. With a sigh of satisfaction, he pulled his cock out of her hole and together, they settled down on the bed beside Stan.
As she laid on the bed she wondered how her cunt would be feeling by the time she got to Cora's house that night. She hoped that it wouldn't be too sore, wondering just what it was that kept her going. Suddenly, she felt sorry for men. A woman, she thought to herself, could always fuck, but a man after shooting his load a couple of times is done for the night. She was glad she was a woman.