The Menage

CHAPTER ONE Or maybe Joe himself was a little too big. No matter. He showed up one day at the house on Charles Avenue. "Good afternoon," he said to Madam Tess, "I come to get my tool taken care of." "Well, I'll be," said Madam Tess, putting her pudgey hands on her fat hips, "something special for you Joe?" He twirled his hat nervously in his fingers. "Yes, Mam," he said. "I got a big c**k and my lady can't handle me no more, so I guess I want a girl who's got an appropriately large twat." He looked up blushing. "I'm glad you're not the shy type, Joe. I wouldn't want to have lost one of my girl's to a big p***s. Hard to replace a woman who's been ruined that way. Lemme see here." She ran her finger down a current list of women in the house. "Oh, yes, Joe, I think I got just the thing for you. She's a lovely lady, and I want you take a look at her. See if you like her looks. No good giving you a dame with a big cunt if you don't get hard looking at her." Tess waddled into the plush livingroom and Joe Dexter followed after her. "Honey," said Tess to a girl who sat with her feet up on a chair and her cunt hairs clearly visible, "keep your feet off the furniture." Tess turned aside to Joe: "New girl, you understand. Got to keep 'em in line." Joe smiled and said, thinking only about the lovely t**t he'd seen, "You think she'd be o.k.?" "No, Joe. That girl there's got a cunt so small a pencil couldn't get in. But I got something for you. Let me get her down here." Tess buzzed one of the upstairs rooms. Joe sat down to wait. A moment later a long-legged, big chested woman with a fine large mouth and big brown eyes came trotting down the stairs. "You called me, Mam?" asked the girl of Tess. Tess took her by the arm and led her over to where Joe sat. "Joe Dexter," she said. "I want you to meet Cindy." Tess leaned down so close to Joe that he could see into her dress. There were two fat old t**s hanging in front of his face, but the n*****s were nice and taut. Tess whispered in his ear: "She's got a big t**t, and plenty of muscle in there to squeeze you up good. What do you think?" She stood up out of his way so that he could see Cindy. The w***e smiled and shook her hip. Her necklaces and bracelets rattled a bit. She opened her mouth and rolled her tongue across her upper lip. "What do you think, Joe?" she asked in as seductive a voice as Joe Dexter had ever heard. "You want to sock it to me, honey? You told him, Tess," she added, "that I only like men with really big c***s, I hope." "I told him, honey. Why do you think I got you down here?" Tess smirked and looked back at Joe. "I'll let you have her for fifty, Joe. But it's got to be now." He stood up. He was staring at Cindy. 'Teah," he said, taking out his wallet in a daze. "Hey, honey," said Madam Tess to Joe, "after you do your bit up there. It's fifty a trick, and you may want more. From the looks of that bulge in your trousers, you may be spending quite a bit of money today, eh?" Cindy reached out and took Joe Dexter by the hand. She led him up the stairs. On the way she took his hand and had him give her buttocks a little rub. "Just like to get heated up a bit before I get to the room, you know." She had his hand in hers, and she pressed Joe's palm to her muscular, large ass cheek. The buttock rolled in his palm under her satin skirt as she trundled up the staircase. Every step she took rearranged her ass in his hand. "I like that, Joe," she said, "I like that a lot." On the second landing a man with a very happy smile was addressing himself to an open doorway. "Thanks," he was saying with a laugh, "I won't forget that. You did me right and I won't forget that." He waved and the door shut. He made his way past Joe and Cindy, down the stairs. Joe was quite sure that the man sold insurance in the town just North of his. On the next staircase, Cindy said to him: "Why not get a hand up under my skirt for this one." She took his finger and pushed his hand up between her legs. She wore no underwear and Joe's finger landed nicely up her hefty bunghole. He left it in there as Cindy dragged him up the stairs with her asshole squeezing on his digit. "I like you already, Joe," she said, stepping onto the third floor. Joe pulled out his finger. "This way," she said, running her hand down his arm and taking his hand. "We're almost there." There were several rooms on the third floor, and the one Cindy took Joe to was at the back of the house. It was a small neat little alcove like room with curtains on the one attic-style window. There was a small bed and dresser. "Do you live here, too?" he asked her as she shut the door. "Why yes, I do, honey." She crossed the room and unbuttoned her blouse on the way. She wore no bra and Joe could see her hefty titties bouncing from side to side as she moved to the far wall. "Come on over here, Joe, honey," she said. She stood in front of a sink. "I got to make sure your clean, honey. Just common practice, you know." Joe smiled and came over where she wanted him. He pulled down his zipper. She stopped him with her hand. "Hey, babe, I'll take care of that. It's my job." She took his hands away from his trousers. "Say, you got a nice big b***r going there, eh?" She hadn't yet seen his jumbo c**k, but the size of the lump in his trousers indicated a giant-sized meat. "Now I know why Madam Tess called me up for you, Joe. I specialize in big pricks." Her hands worked down into his crotch, under his pants, and she took a quick feel of the length and thickness of his hog. "Nice," she said, running her fingers up and down the skin of the shaft. "Very, very nice, Joe." Then Cindy pulled Joe's belt undone, and she slipped off his underwear. "Now," she said, "we're gonna give you a quick wash, honey, and we'll be on our way." She had him step up closer to the sink. "Let me have that long pecker of yours, Joe." He gave her his p***s. She slid her hands along the base of the stem, and held his balls in the palm of one hand. Then she started the water running and placed him under the flow of warm liquid. "See," she said, "Tess had these sinks especially designed. Saves time and mess," she added. She rubbed his stiff meat with her hands, then with soap, and then patted him dry with a cloth. Finally, she took a can of powder and sprinkled the talc across his joint. "There you are," she said leaning down to his big, fat c**k. She kissed the big topside of his mushroom head with a small smack noise. Her tongue wet the surface. "Nice, eh?" she asked. "Very," said Joe. "You give very good service." "We're only just beginning, honey." She slipped out of her blouse. Joe could see her big mammaries now, with no trouble at all. They were large smooth pendular affairs that hung out to the side. Big pointed n*****s and fat brown caps led the way. "Wow!" said Joe Dexter who had only once seen the t**s of a woman other than his wife. "You got a big set of boobs there, honey." "Yeah," she said. "In my line of work, it helps." She slipped out of her skirt. "Ain't you gonna undress, Mr. Dexter?" She took her gum out of her mouth. "Is it cold in here?" She tacked the gum up under the sink. "Oh, yes," he said, coming to his senses, "of course." He undid his shoes and took his pants off the rest of the way. His meat was flopping this way and that as he scuddled about the room trying to find the right place to sit. Finally, as though he hadn't thought about it, he ended up on the edge of his bed. There he took off his shoes and his shirt. "Now," he said, sitting back on the springy mattress and getting used to the idea of being with her, "I think I'm ready." "Yeah, honey," said Cindy, turning off the main overhead lamp, "I think you are, too." She slid in next to him. "We should have some fun with that heavy-duty hog of yours, Joe. Her hand slid down along the side of his body and ended up in his crotch. She was kissing the side of his face very lightly with her big thick lips as her hand went smoothly around and around his p***s. She went up and down between his legs, skimming the surface of his flesh with her long, boney fingers, and then she reached down into the crotch itself and took hold of his s*x-chilled nuts. "Oh!" exclaimed Joe. "Oh, f**k!" "Not yet, darling," said the w***e, "but soon." She smiled and brought one long smooth leg up along his thigh. The inside of her thigh rubbed along the top of his. She worked her leg up and down along his lower body, and she used her foot to rub his shin. Joe spread his legs out even more so that she would have more room to work in. "I like a man who lets me get at him," she whispered in his ear. Then she kissed his ear lobe and his neck and said: "I'm going to like working with that big hog of yours, honey. It's going to be fun." It was then, while she kissed him on the ear and lightly on his neck, that she took his meat into her hand for the first time. She held the base with a light but firm grip, and she tugged up and down. She pulled the hairy s*x root and bent it this way and that, treating it like a universal joint, making sure that it swivelled in every direction. "Nice," she said, remarking at the feel of the fat pecker in her hand, "it gives me a very nice feeling to have such a fat prick in my hand." "Oh, yes," he said. "You say that now, but what about when I try to get it into your t**t. I bet you won't be so kind to me then. I mean once I get this pecker meat flying in you, I bet then you won't be thinking that I have such a nice hot meat." "Oh, honey," she said, "I'm a pro: I can take care of any kind of hot hog you got." He looked down her long smooth body. Her big titties, her smooth belly, her lovely long legs and her big pelvis-all of that looked like it would be able to handle a man as large as himself. But still, after so much trouble between himself and his wife, he wondered if for sure Cindy would be able to take care of his large c**k. "I have had trouble," he told her, "and I just want to be sure that I get what I pay for. You know what I mean?" "Sure," said Cindy. "I understand." She smiled and cooed. But more importantly, she went back to work on Joe's hot peckert She stroked the length of the rod, and then used the palm of her hand to rub the sensitive red mushroom cap. "I bet," she whispered while she tugged on the ridge of meat on the head, "that you and I get a regular thing going, Joe. I mean, with a p***s like that you must have big lusty desires all the time." She pulled his glad-handle with a quick, jerking motion. "Eh? Am I right?" Joe couldn't help but admit that he often thought of himself as a he-man of some sort, and that the w***e was quite right in saying that he had desires that most men would consider virulent and strong, and that most women would probably not be able to satisfy. He smiled and pulled the w***e up on top of his body. "Kiss me," he said, "kiss me hard." She pressed her lips down into his mouth and shoved her tongue in too. Joe could feel the w***e's meaty mouth muscle go here and there inside his face. She worked his lips with her lips, and then she pulled out and began nibbling on his mouth. She bit him lightly, not so that it hurt, but so that he could feel it, on the side of his neck. She sucked a hickey into his shoulder. And all the time that Cindy worked on Joe's face and shoulders and neck with her mouth, she also was busily using her hot wet cunt and her long smooth legs. She pulled the top of her thigh up between Joe's thighs and her knee brushed against his nut nest. She reached down with one hand and caressed his belly and loins. Then she slid down the length of his body and landed with her face on his stomach. Somehow, Joe ended up with Cindy's pretty face between his hands. He held onto her while she slid her mouth up and down his prick. To his surprise and delight the w***e was able to swallow his joint nearly to the base. This was a task that his wife not only did not like doing, but she found it physically impossible.