February 1979
Sally was home on an unseasonably warm night for late winter, even by Southern California standards, trying to study. Her academic career was hanging by a thread, and she was trying to get back into the swing of her studies. Her first semester at UCLA had been pretty much a disaster. Between partying with Ted and his friends, partying with her other friends, old and new, and her job, she hadnât had much time for school, and her grades had reflected that lack of commitment.
She had tried to regain her academic momentum at the start of the new semester, but it was hard with Ted calling her out two or three nights a week to fuck him or some other of his friends. Still, she was trying hard to work through Western Civilization 102 around 11 p.m. one Wednesday night when the telephone rang. She thought about letting the answering machine pick it up, but decided it would be best if she answered. She was glad she did, for it was Ted and he sounded excited, revved up, and he probably would have been pissed if sheâd not answered.
âClear some space on your dance card, darling, because Tedâs coming over and heâs got a surprise for you,â he said. Sally couldnât tell whether the groan she let out was from exasperation or excitement. She really needed to study for an exam that was two days away, but she'd come to learn that Tedâs surprises usually brought her to frantic, screaming orgasms, the likes of which she had begun to crave.
Ten minutes later, she heard Ted at her door, and he entered, not bothering to knock. He swept in to the bungalow carrying a paper bag containing a case of beer, only this time he wasnât alone. Following behind Ted through Sallyâs front door was another man of about Tedâs size only a little stockier. He had an athletic build, but the jock look was tempered by a ponytail of rich brown hair that hung to the middle of the back. Ted introduced him as Matt, his oldest and dearest friend. The two had been doubles partners in high school and in college before Ted had gone on to play professionally while Matt had become, âan entrepreneur,â as Ted called him.
Sally felt a chill run through her body as the two men entered her little bungalow and made themselves at home. âWhat was going on?â Sally wondered, but in the back of her mind, she knew. Ted had been hinting for the past few weeks that he was going to bring a friend with him sometime. She just hadnât expected it to happen so suddenly.
It was clear theyâd had a few beers earlier, and plenty else besides. After Ted handed her a beer, he fished a joint out of his pocket and fired it up. Meanwhile, Matt was at her table drawing out lines of what appeared to be cocaine. Even as they smoked and drank, Sally was bit surprised. She knew Ted did coke; heâd even offered her some once or twice. But this was the first time heâd brought it out in front of her. When Matt had six fat lines laid out on the mirror, he put a silver tooter to his nose and scarfed up two of them, one in each nostril. Then he offered the mirror and the tooter to Ted, who followed suit then Ted set it down on the table in front of Sally, as she sat on the sofa.
âGo on, take it,â Ted said. It was a command, not a request. Sally stared at Ted for several seconds then took the tooter and bent down on the floor on her knees. Ted showed her how to do it, and she quickly had all of the crystal powder up each nostril. As soon as the drug hit home, she knew why sheâd been reluctant to try it, why sheâd gotten just a flash of warning a second before she did it, that sheâd regret it. Sheâd regret it, because she liked it; no, she loved it. Cocaine was the perfect drug for Sally. It kept her mind and body stimulated, but also had a cool, numbing effect that appealed to her.
In no time, Sally was sucking down beers like water, and getting looser and looser. Soon another joint made the rounds, then another set of lines. By then, Ted and Matt were about ready to kick the party up a notch. As the second round of coke flowed through their bodies, Sally sensed a charge in the air, a spark, and she could feel the tingling inside that said she was about to experience ecstasy. Ted was seated way back in her big chair, while Matt and Sally were at opposite ends of the sofa.
âWhy donât you come over here and sit with me, dear,â Ted said to Sally. âLetâs show Matt what weâve learned over the past few months. Hmmmm?â Sally felt her insides lurch as she obediently crawled into the big sofa. She bent straight in and gave Ted a deep, wet kiss, her tongue fencing with his, and she caressed his growing cock through his jeans. Mattâs eyes bugged out as he watched his best friend begin to make love with his stepdaughter. He watched Sally kiss her way down Tedâs chest as she swiftly unbuttoned and removed his shirt. When she reached his waist, she sat back up and kissed him again as she unbuttoned and unzipped Tedâs jeans, and cooed as his stiffening cock flopped into her hand. She immediately began jacking him lightly, getting him primed. Ted quickly pushed Sally away, into a standing position in front of the two men.
âLetâs see you strip for us, baby,â Ted said with a leer. At that moment, Sally both hated and lusted after her stepfather. He was clearly degrading her in front of his friend, yet she loved it, wanted it. The combination of beer, weed and coke had fueled her desire to be used, to be treated like a whore. So she quickly began a swaying, seductive dance as she removed what little she had on. Sheâd been in her lounging clothes, an oversized dress shirt of Tedâs, and an old pair of shorts. In seconds, she was naked except for her tiny black panties, which Matt told her to leave on for the moment. Sally padded up to Matt and stripped him in a manner similar to Ted, only she removed his pants completely, leaving him stark naked on the sofa. As she undressed him, she leaned over and dangled her tits over Mattâs face, so he took each globe in hand and squeezed and licked the nipples, sending sparks shooting up her spine.
Sally looked up through hazy, lusting eyes at two naked men sitting on the sofa in front of her, their hard dicks in each of her hands. She looked at Ted for just a second, and he nodded slightly, indicating that she should start to work on Matt, and she did. She knelt on the floor then crawled between his legs and swiped her tongue up the underside of his cock. She licked him like an ice cream cone, up and down and all around, until the pre-cum was fairly flowing out the tip.
She sat back to appraise Mattâs meat, and nodded in satisfaction. It was plenty big and fat, almost as fat as Tedâs, though not quite as long. She bent down, licked the juice off the end of Mattâs cock, and pushed the head past her lips and into her mouth. She sank her mouth halfway down the shaft before she began to swirl her tongue around the sensitive head. Getting a full breath, she sucked the remainder of his cock past her gullet and into her throat. Sally had gotten very good at deep throat in the months sheâd been at this, and her talent was showing now. She kept her mouth fully embedded on Mattâs cock, as he grabbed the back of her head, by her short hair, and slowly began to pump his cock deep in her throat.
After a few minutes, Sally had to come up for air, then it was Tedâs turn. She had finally taken him all in her throat a week or so previously, and she was excited about showing off. She skipped the preliminaries with Ted and simply engulfed his cock with her lips and slowly filled her mouth then her throat with his long, fat cock. When she felt Tedâs wiry pubic hairs ticking her nose, she knew sheâd done it, and a surge of lust raced up and down her spine.
Again, she couldnât go for long at that depth, and soon pulled her mouth off Ted and switched back to Matt. For several minutes, Sally went back and forth between the two cocks, working her hot mouth up and down and getting them rock-hard and ready. As Sally bent over Ted, working his juicy cock easily in and out of her mouth, Matt got up and crawled behind Sally. He pulled the crotch of her panties aside and began to run his fingers up and down Sallyâs upturned pussy. Like a ripe fruit, her lips burst open with the wet swelling of intense arousal and she gave a muffled groan around Tedâs cock. Matt ran his fingers all through her wet pussy and up to her tightly clenched asshole. Soon Sallyâs entire crotch was gleaming with the juice of her arousal. Matt quickly pulled Sallyâs panties down to her thighs as he began to finger-fuck the bald pussy in a slow rhythm.
Abruptly, he pulled his hand away and turned Sally so she was on her back on the sofa. He pulled her legs up in the air and opened them wide as he rolled her panties off. Sally lay back naked and exposed, and Matt quickly bent down and began to eat the proffered pussy like a little kid eats a watermelon. Sally felt lust cascade from her pussy in rich, flowing waves through her entire body as Matt ate her out. Matt ravished her pussy with his lips, tongue, nose â everything. Even as her orgasm began to swell and build, she felt her head being turned, as Tedâs cock was presented to her mouth, and she sucked it in with gusto. She was riding a wave to a tremendous orgasm, and she surrendered to the welcome feeling.
Just as she felt her orgasm begin to peak, however, Matt pulled his face away, got up on his knees between her legs and slid his throbbing cock up her pussy in one great plunge. Mattâs cock pushed into Sally like a hot knife through butter, and her velvety walls gripped him as he quickly began to pump in a slow, but steady motion.
âAhhhh! Fuck me! It feels so gooood,â Sally wailed when she finally caught her breath from the suddenness of Mattâs assault. She wrapped her legs around Mattâs waist, and at the same time, he reached around to the small of her back, picked her up off the sofa and knee-walked over to the middle of the floor, where Ted had placed a pillow. Matt slowly laid Sally down in the floor, never stopping his fucking rhythm in her super-hot cunt. Sally could feel the orgasm begin to build again as she lifted her legs and ground her pussy hard on Mattâs in-thrusting cock.