Apart from the still reticent Orientals, none of those remaining needed a second bidding,. Within a minute five well coiffured heads ducked down and five stylish arses pointed skyward, each pair of gently parting bum cheeks parenthesising a moist and eager vagina, each one crying out to be fucked.
I led Rod out, having quickly explained his role and had actually seen his prick grow at least another inch in anticipation. The five high-class arses quivered with similar anticipation as I lightly brushed Rod's blood gorged glans across each firm buttock as I led him by the prick along the love line.
Three times, as his prick passed the 'centre of excellence', the owner's steaming cunt lips had parted and appeared to be trying to suck the penis head in. It was all I could do to prevent him plunging his manhood to the hilt. However. Each unscheduled diversion had coated his now purple 'helmet' with generous helpings of musky love-juice that dripped sensually from the hot prick end.
Now I sensed it was time to get down to the serious business. There was no further way to arouse to greater sexual heights either donor or recipients. The former had grown an erection the likes of which I had never witnessed before and already there was evidence of a spunk weep as the straining piss crack was oozing the colourless 'cum' that is generally the prelude to that thick white semen which all true sexpots know and love.
The recipients were as one, crying; moaning and beseeching Rod to fuck them senseless. I perceived more than one trembling finger parting pubic hair and to circumvent what had started as a serious fucking event deteriorating into a multi masturbating session I knew I had to act quickly. With practised ease, I expertly frigged the over stimulated girls, two at a time, until each unleashed their slick loads over my probing fingers. The trick worked! Each arse relaxed a little at the musky discharge as though temporarily satiated but remaining eager for more than a questing finger.
The kitchen now smelt more like a high-class bordello as copious volumes of love juice and expensive body oils mingled. I glanced again at the row of female arses and realized that I must find the first sheath for Rod's straining weapon. It didn't take long. There was no doubt that each girl was the owner of a fanny glistening with 'cum'. There was even droplets emerging from two or three that were coating inner thighs. However, only Dolores had excreted to the degree that a small translucent puddle was forming on the tabletop. She was therefore ordained as Rod's first!
Dolores was well stacked in more ways than one. Her father was a man on his way to his third million while she possessed a body that was worth every penny of the same. As she crouched like a tiger on heat, her large pendulous breasts, tipped with probably the biggest nipples I had ever seen were brushing the wooden surface of the table. The action was obviously stimulating the cherry-like nipples as they were dark crimson with the surge of blood promoted by the sensuous friction against the scrubbed pine surface. The aureoles were also huge in diameter. Each one being only a shade darker in colour and radiating from the juicy nipples to cover an area of breast larger than a saucer. Her derriere, though large, was firm and well shaped. Her exposed labia were long and fleshy and stretched almost the full length of the bum slit. This was topped by an equally exquisite rose petal arsehole, red as fire at the outer periphery and gradually darkening toward the centre, which was not quite closed, giving the impression that this particular rose would easily 'blossom' to receive the largest of dicks (etc).
It transpired that Dolores had recently returned from a Spanish holiday, where, she was to relate to us later that she had been 'gang banged' by the waiters; kitchen staff and half the customers of a little restaurant when she discovered that she could not pay the bill in hard euros but had offered soft pussy as a substitute. She was reminded of this pleasurable experience when she felt the great shaft of Rod's tool breaching her well-lubricated twat. The sensation was not unlike the moment when Manuel, the headwaiter, had rammed his thick Spanish penis up her fanny, quickly followed by Pedro the chef, who, after coating his even thicker prick with virgin (sic) olive oil was easing it effortlessly up her arse. Alfredo, the doorman meanwhile, who was built like a brick out-house, was inserting his particular slice of meat into her generous mouth, the sultry lips of which had extended to a massive 'o' as they wrapped around the bulbous knob-end. Seve, a mere kitchen hand had to settle for pleasuring himself around and between her magnificent mammaries and had actually lost sight of his not unsubstantial cock as he simultaneously attempted a tit shag while fingering the pulsating nipples.
Dolores' 'full house' had been completed when two strapping German customers, their lederhosen around their ankles, had been rewarded when she had grasped their throbbing dicks and ruthlessly but with a fiery passion that had actually circumcised them both, wanked them to ejaculation
stage with a dozen or so piston-like movements of her slender though strong fingers, which only just encircled the now bloodied pricks.
Needless to say that after all had spent their hot sticky spunk, in her and on her, the bill was considered paid in full. However, generous to a fault, Dolores, by way of a tip, had allowed a repeat show with even a couple of encores, with the participants moving round after each fresh shower of spunk. However, just before the curtain came down on the now flagging willies, the restaurant owner had turned up demanding to be included in the 'cuntfest'. Apparently he had somehow managed to insert his cock alongside one already well housed in her cunt and with a cry of 'ole' had shot his load deep into her swollen belly.
Dolores was savagely dragged back to real time as she realized that Rod was now straining to get the last of his twelve-inch inside her. Although she realized that the business end was hard up against her womb she prayed that elasticity would come to her aid. With this thought in mind, she thrust back with such vigour that she literally pulled herself onto his throbbing weapon. This action, coupled with Rod grasping tenaciously at her shapely shoulders was enough for the shaft to disappear from the light of day. It was finally home!
Satisfied that Dolores could take his full length, Rod began to shag her, slowly at first. Each insertion was to the maximum and each withdrawal slightly longer than the previous one until the ultimate was reached. Eleven inches out, each inch glistening with its musky coating of love-juice, and twelve inches in. The rhythm gradually built up and, like practised artistes, as one thrust in the other thrust back, achieving maximum penetration and satisfaction. As the pace quickened, each thrust saw Rod's balls bouncing part way up her belly as her huge tits generated shock waves that started somewhere deep within the pendulous mass and travelled outwards to explode like a huge electric charge on the sensitive surface of each tingling nipple.
The action quickened further, and all around the room the excited spectators could hear the sexy slurp and slap of finely honed genitalia at the commencement and culmination of each stroke. With a final extravagant gesture, Rod once more thrust his now pulsing prick to the far anatomical reaches of Dolores' womb, his coarse pubic hair pressed hard against her sore and gaping cunt.
For a split second he held the pose until his balls exploded, sending wave after wave of his hot spunk up that twelve-inch shaft to spurt finally from his cock slit like some primordial eruption that now splattered and coated the far regions of a cervix that in such little time had experienced many a similar drenching. However, none to date had been so fiery or copious -- or satisfying.
Dolores whole body shuddered with the joy of experiencing what had been her best fuck by far. As Rod eventually withdrew his now wilted cock before slumping to the floor, her shaking hands reached back to catch the excess spunk, which was now seeping from her reddened cunt hole. The 'catch' she then lovingly transferred to her eager lips, drinking the salty 'goo' as though it was the finest champagne. Each finger finally sucked dry, she also slid to the floor and began to lick the combination of juices from Rod's now flaccid member, emitting little cries of sexual delight as she experienced the thrill of delayed multi-orgasms coursing through her body.
