I could almost feel the sigh of relief when the last of the federal inspectors finally pulled out of the company parking lot. Some of the people even gave a cheer. Not only were our days of trepidation over, but the company had passed with flying colors. I collected my stuff and went back to the secretarial pool office. All of the old crowd was there and, even though it wasn't Friday, we all felt the need for a night out on the town. I had intended to confront Kayla at our first meeting, but I, like the others, was just too beat to face her down. We all bailed out early and planned to meet once again at La Minette. I don't know what the others did, but I went home, showered, powdered my body, added a dash of perfume and donned my newly purchased shag dress and its accoutrements. By the time that I arrived at La Minette, all of the others were gathered at, 'our' table. As I entered, Yvette intercepted me and asked me if I still wanted her to insure that Ava watched the proceedings in one of the cribs.
"I most certainly do. Ava can't just sit there and not join in on the sex. I would prefer it if you could arrange so that she watches me perform, but any one of the other girls would be satisfactory."
Yvette answered my request with a snide grin.
I was the only one wearing a shag dress and the others were really impressed with my get up. I answered many questions about where I had gotten my outfit and what it cost. They all were especially impressed when I told them that La Minette had paid for the whole thing. There was a chorus of promises to visit La Femelle Erotik at the first opportunity.
As we were finishing dinner and our second or, in some cases, our third drink, Yvette approached the table and informed us that La Minette was putting on a special show for their patrons this very night and we all were invited. She also cautioned us that, if we wanted another drink, we should order it now since liquor was not served in the theater. As soon as our orders were delivered, she led us into a part of La Minette that none of us had seen before. She stopped in front of what was obviously an elevator. When the door opened, we all piled in. There was a lot of kidding as the elevator rose to the assigned floor and I, like the others, was surprised when I first viewed La Minette's theater. To say that it was an intimate theater would have been a huge over statement. There was a rather miniscule stage area with a heavy curtain blocking most of the back of the stage. This stage had a very small raised portion that appeared as if it could be rotated. As for the audience, there were just two tables -- each of which had five chairs. Our troop quickly laid claim to the table nearest to the elevator. We hadn't any more than gotten seated when the elevator door opened and five lesbians were disgorged. They were obviously as surprised at seeing our group as were at seeing them. They quickly seated themselves at the second table. They weren't any more than seated, when the lights were dimmed and a voice began speaking over some kind of sound system.
"Good evening, ladies. La Minette is pleased to present a small sketch for your entertainment that will illustrate another of La Minette's many extraordinary features. So, sit back, enjoy your drinks and watch La Minette's Pump Room Presentation."
Each of us looked around at the others for we had no idea of what this reference to a, 'Pump Room' implied.
All lighting was extinguished and a pinpoint spot lit up the small, raised portioned of the stage. The rear curtains parted and a naked female emerged. Even though all of us, lesbians included, were there for the purpose of enjoying sex, there was a noticeable gasp when this naked female stepped onto the stage. She didn't hesitate. She went quickly to the small raised portion and took up a stance on this portion of the stage. I am certain that all of the others were as nonplussed as I.
She was noticeably middle-aged. For it was readily apparent that her body had begun the age-driven-spread. Then, as we looked her over, it became apparent that parts of her body were not aged.
It was impossible to recognize the woman for she was wearing an executioner's mask and this covered her entire face and head. Only her eyes, nose and mouth were showing through the mask structure. But that wasn't the strangest thing that each of us noted. My first glance caused my eyes to center upon her tits. They, each, looked like the domed ceiling to the capitol building. The bases of her tits were unusually large and globular. On top of each, the areola was a raised portion and the nipple of each tit was not only erect, but they were each at least two inches in length! These were not the tits of a middle-aged female! Nor were they the tits of a young girl. These chest glands had been manipulated by some kind of man-made machine!
Once I could tear my eyes away from these fantastic tits, I gulped in surprise for I could clearly see that both of her labia were red and swollen beyond belief. They, too, were obviously manipulated! I looked across at Kayla and she just shrugged her shoulders as much to say, "Your guess is as good as mine!" Someone in the crowd whispered, 'camel toes', but I wasn't really sure what was meant by that. I wondered if the remarkable shapes of this woman's genitals were in some way connected to that Pump Room the unseen voice had mentioned?
While I was considering the strange formations of the woman's genitals, the curtains parted again and a male appeared. He, like his partner, was naked so there was no hesitancy in quickly staring downwards at his penis. This caused a noticeable gasp from every female throat assembled in that room. It wasn't terribly long, but -- my God -- it was huge in girth! The only things I could think of to compare it to were the very large sausages that I had seen hanging in the butcher shop. Every woman in that room mentally compared the size of that monster cock with the size of their individual cunts and not all felt that they could withstand the onslaught of this sex weapon! I was totally unable to move my eyes away from that cock! The female standing on the stage was not in the least upset by this man's appearance. In fact, she proceeded to kneel down upon the raised stage in such a pose that her face and chest were considerably below the level of her ass which jutted up in a very inviting manner. The male began a vigorous stroking of those elephantine cunt lips. He was priming that female for the fucking that we all knew was about to be consummated. I shuddered when I looked at his ball sac. It was bigger than a good sized grapefruit and it hung down dangerously close to the floor. As the male continued the foreplay with his partner, a voice rang out from one of the viewing women,
"For God's sake, fuck her!"
Contrary to what might have been expected from this abrupt interference, no one laughed. Each of us had been thinking the very same thing!
The male stepped up closer to his target and slid -- he didn't thrust -he slid his cock in between those puffy cunt lips. For a fleeting moment, I was reminded of old man Chenowith and what he had subjected me to. There was no reluctance on the point of that woman's cunt lips to accepting that massive cock and there was a chorus of, 'ooh's' and 'aah's' as we watched those cunt lips part to accept this invasion. The utility of his immense sac soon became apparent for, as the male mounted the female, his ball sac swung between her legs and struck her clit! From that point onward, her clit received a strike with every fucking movement and all of us females knew what this was doing to her belly, guts and thighs. The female began uttering a whimpering sound and the male was grunting with every stroke. The raised portion upon which they were positioned began a slow revolution. This made it easy for each and every one of us to view their genitals and to watch that monster cock push into and pull out of her cunt.
I was immediately reminded of something granny had said to mom and me. She was holding forth upon the various sizes of male cocks when she said,
"If you ever get a man who has a really large cock, you are going to be in heaven. Your pussy will stretch so that he can get all the way into you and, when he strokes you, your pussy will resemble the mouth of a babe sucking at its' mother's tit. When he pulls back, your pussy lips will cling to his cock in a vain attempt to hold it inside of you and, when he thrusts it back deep into your belly, your pussy lips will suck on it like a kid with a lollipop!"
