Keri Carter is a natural born blonde with a very pretty face. He eyes are green; her skin is clear and her mouth is generous and smiles a lot. She is rather short, and her lush body might be considered by certain Hollywood moguls to be overweight, because her completely natural breasts are large and firm, with big, sensitive pink nipples. Her waist is rather plump, and her hips and ass flair out from there and curve nicely around to merge with her thighs.
The men in her life, and there are a multitude of them, think those moguls are crazy, because they consider Keri's body to be perfect, for fondling or fucking or just for looking at. That's one of the reasons she smiles a lot. Keri does not believe in wasting resources, so she delights in keeping her body busy with fucking and other delightful sexual activities, sometimes with a whole group of men at the same time.
Early one afternoon last week, I was lucky enough to be a part of one such group. I have been taking a course in the morning at the local university, and was pretending to study in the student union with three of my much younger classmates, when Keri approached us. She was wearing skin-tight red Capri pants and an even tighter pink jersey, and every time she moved, it was obvious that her luscious breasts were unrestrained under the latter garment. Her pants were so tight that a camel toe was clearly visible, and her fragrant juices had actually soaked through, delighting the eyes and the nostrils of all of us. It was obvious to us and anybody else who saw her that she was wearing nothing under them either.
"Hi, you guys," she addressed us. "Do you feel like having some fun?"
Keri has a certain reputation. Many women, and even a few self-righteous men, would describe it as being a bad reputation, but most straight men, including me, contend it is an outstanding one. When she asks if somebody wants to have some fun, she means sexual fun with her, and when she addresses a group of guys, she means all of them and all at the same time. There are a few men, besides gays, who would not be interested in having sexual fun with somebody as sexy as Keri, but neither I nor any of my companions were so foolish as to be among that group.
She smiled lewdly when all four of us expressed a desire to join her in having fun, and led us across the street to her studio apartment. Once she had closed and locked the door behind the five of us, she scuffed out of her shoes, leaving her feet bare, walked over to the bed, and turned to face us. As we watched and listened, we also removed out shoes and socks.
I have a certain reputation also, and Keri is aware of it. "We're all gonna have a great time today," she announced. "The first thing I want, though, is for George to eat my pussy." Nobody objected to this, least of all me.
When Keri is serviced by a group of men, she likes it to be complete, and she stood by the bed waiting for us to undress her. We didn't make her wait any more than about a tenth of a second before getting started on that pleasant task. Kyle hurried to step behind her, took hold of the hem of Keri's jersey, and started to pull it up over her belly. She raised her arms, and he continued shucking her out of it, stopping to hold her breasts in his hands. He did this so he could pull the garment clear of the luscious orbs and so he could have fun fondling them.
I stepped forward and unbuttoned the side of Keri's pants, and Eric and Stan worked them down around her voluptuous ass and started peeling them down her thighs. After Kyle pulled the sweater the rest of the way off, allowing Keri's lovely breasts to bounce free, she sat down on the bed, so the other three of us could strip her pants all the way down and off her legs, leaving her totally naked. As I had surmised, Keri hadn't been wearing any undergarments at all, not even sox, which made a certain amount of sense, because she wouldn't have expected to keep them on very long once the fun started.
She moved to the middle of the bed, spread her legs and crooked her finger at me, making an offer I had no wish to refuse. Since I like the feel of the insides of a woman's bare thighs against my own skin, I took only long enough to unbutton and shuck out of my shirt before kneeling between Keri's knees. After slipping a pillow under her head, she raised her legs, so I could duck under them, and draped them over my shoulders, leaving my face inches from the truly delightful pussy that I would momentarily be feasting on.
After I was ready to start doing what Keri and I wanted, Eric and Stan got into position also, lying beside her, either of them cupping a succulent breast in his hands and starting to lick the nipples. Those two had also stripped off their shirts and, like I, were wearing only their pants. Kyle went much farther, undressing completely and kneeling over Keri's face so she could suck his cock. His rather hairy ass was not a pleasant sight to see, but the beautiful pussy awaiting my mouth more than made up for it.
And, Keri's pussy certainly is a thing of beauty. As a natural blonde, her pubic hair would have been soft and fine, but she had shaved it off that morning. Her freshly-shaven skin was more sensitive, but no less beautiful, creamy white and flawless and enticing. In anticipation of the sexual escapade she would be enjoying with four men, her arousal was evident, with her inner pussy lips already swollen and dark pink. Where they meet to form her clit hood, the adorable morsel they should have been sheltering had pushed its way into the open, and was obviously eager to be caressed by my tongue. It was going to have to wait because, when I eat a pussy, I like to build a woman slowly up to her orgasm, and make it the most momentous one I can.
