If this gargoyle could be considered human! It had to be nine inches long just hanging there, and the tremendous sac it half-hid should contain the balls of a bull!
"We don't want to interrupt," Sara put in.
Gil merely glanced at her, aware that at any other time he would have been overwhelmed with her naked loveliness, for she was in every way the voluptuous equal of Randi, except that she like his Jan, was fringed erotically in black. But the shocking spectacle of Jenkins' sickeningly twisted body had nearly destroyed his desire.
"We merely want to join you…" Gil heard Sara finish.
Darrel Jenkins chuckled, then reached down in under Randi to cup and squeeze one breast cruelly.
"You always did have the biggest tits, Randi Baby," he hissed between clenched teeth, and Gil felt the vibrations of her groan travel the sagging length of his shaft.
"Aren't they excitedly wound up with each other, though?" Sara said, feverishly. "Look, Darling, Randi's sucked his cock right down into her throat… here! You can see it throbbing!"
Gil felt like a freak, himself, something abnormal on exhibition as he sensed Sara's small hand suddenly caressing his balls and he lay there with a mouthful of Randi's luscious cunt while he stared up into the agate eyes of Darrel Jenkins' depraved face. Then, he saw the little gargoyle's finger only inches from his nose, probing at the raised, fleshy circle of Randi's anus. Christ! He wanted to kill him!
"Both of you, roll onto your side," the little man ordered. "Don't stop sucking each other, just ease over."
Gil saw his tremendous prick give a lurch as it started to swell into hardness.
"I haven't fucked this doll's ass in ages… Sara, go over to the dresser there. In the top drawer you'll find an assortment of strap-on dildos. Pick yourself out a six-inch one," he chuckled lewdly. "I don't think old Martin here can take much more the first time around."
Gil couldn't believe his ears! Immediately, rage began to mount inside him and he started to lift Randi's spread crotch away from him, but to his amazement, her legs seemed to tighten, her whole body tensing as if to hold him securely in position as she agilely rolled onto her side, taking him with her.
For a moment, he felt as if he were caught in a version of a wrestler's scissors-hold, until it dawned on him that she was desperately trying to keep him from flying into a rage!
Somehow, he had managed to keep control of his anger, lending himself to his beautiful Randi's urgency; then he nuzzled his lips, mouth and tongue tighter into the moist raw flesh of her warm, quivering cunt to lick and thrust, her hair-fringed pussylips grazing his cheeks, and he felt her suck his cock deeper into her throat, her warm hand enveloping his pulsating balls as she affectionately squeezed and milked them.
For a moment, he'd nearly forgotten Darrel Jenkins and Sara, but their added weight to the bed reminded him. Until he felt soft and warm smooth flesh snuggling in close behind him, her full, hard-rippled breasts grazing and pressing into the muscles of his back, while the contours of her lush, satiny body filled the hollows of his own. He sensed the silken hair of her pelvis against his asscheeks and her hot thighs tight against the backs of his. Christ, he tried to imagine the obscene picture the four of them must make.
Male and female on their sides enwrapped in a lascivious sixty-nine act, with opposite male and female crowding close behind both participants, one with a tremendous human. Or was it inhuman… prick, and the lovely dark-haired beauty wearing a dildo! Shit, it had to be something out of De Sade!
But if she thought for one fucking minute she was going to sodomize him with some Goddamned plastic rod, she better think twice.
"P… Please don't do anything we'll be sorry for, Darling?" she whispered into his ear, kissing his neck then nipping at his earlobe. "We'll be punished… he's not a gentle man, Gil Martin. Please… I'll make it nice for you."
Gil wanted to say something, but with a mouth full of squirming cunt it was difficult… and his own prick felt as if it were going to shatter from the incessant sucking of Randi's throat muscles drawing and pulling at it while she massaged and squeezed his aching balls. He was going to cum a second time all right; there was no longer any question about that, but the growing pressure of another climax was a mixture of pain-pleasure he'd never imagined!
"Just give yourself to it, Gil Baby," Sara was whispering. "I promise you, it'll be heavenly. And look into the mirror… you'll be able to see everything, Darling… It'll help… Please… please don't fight me?"
Her entreaties baffled him, and there was no doubt but what she was actually worried. He withdrew his mouth from Randi's cunt and Randi seemed to raise her thigh as if she understood.
"What the hell are you talking about, anyway?" he hissed. "What're you to him that he can make you do whatever he wants?"
"Like Randi… I was his wife for awhile. And when he gets sick of wives he forces them into his international swap circle. God, Gil Martin don't try to fight it… just help us now! I promise, I'll be gentle… see?" she insisted as he felt her finger playing with his asshole like it was a tiny prick, taunting and probing at it, while Randi sucked wantonly on his shaft and crazy sensations spiraled through him!
Then, he saw the mirror that reflected the whole preposterous, obscene spectacle, but before he could visualize all of it, Darrel Jenkins' massive prick and balls blotted out his view, and mere inches from his eyes, he gaped with bated breath as the little monster pressed the huge, moist head of his cock against the tiny circle of Randi's puckered little asshole.
Christ, it was an impossibility! The unbelievable, swollen knob would never fit into her without ripping her passage fiendishly… yet, Christ almighty! She was pushing her quarter-sized nether hole back against it licentiously. And Gil saw it pop open like a wizened tiny mouth and the tip of his horrendous shaft slip in.
He felt his cock sucked into her gullet vibrate to the volume of her loud groan around it, and she squeezed his balls tightly as his own sphincter suddenly opened wider and a smooth round object pressed relentlessly into him!
Subconsciously, he clamped his lips around Randi's clitoris and with working tongue, began to suck and lave it frenziedly, his eyes staring at the obscene sight of Jenkins' huge prick worming into the tender pink hole in front of him, the little bastard's ugly and bloated balls practically brushing his own face. All the while, insensible sensations were racing through his loins as the plastic rod attached to Sara's pelvis was squirming into his ass-channel setting off jolts of wild salaciousness to cloud his brain!
Had anyone ever tried to tell him that he could be a party to such a Roman Circus, he probably would've tried to beat them senseless… but in all truth, the lust that was overwhelming him was beyond human reason! The sight of Jenkins' cock gouging into Randi's lasciviously stretched little asshole while she wantonly skewered her channel back onto it was enough to set even a sane man off… but he wasn't sane any longer… not with the sodomizing shaft that Sara had slipped into his own asshole… until he could feel the soft little bowl of her belly and her hairy loins against him there… and there was something that the stimulated shaft was prodding that was lifting him right out of his skull! He couldn't help but thrust his ass back at it as she continued to slide it up into him in a cadence that matched his sucking of Randi's clitoris, and her own buccal caresses of his swallowed cock!