Sylvia was suddenly aware that Tony had taken her head in his hands and was making violent pumping movements. “Suck harder… milk me, baby,” he pleaded. And Sylvia tried to obey, only to be rewarded with a throat-rending lunge that almost shoved his expanding prick all the way back against her gullet. She gagged. She was being smothered to death in his pubic hair. She didn’t care. She could die now… she would die and be happy!
It was her just punishment. Her lips sucked his prick as though she were a starving infant… sucked at them… until her eyes widened and her mouth opened in a scream as her triple climax overpowered all other nerve functions and shorted out nerve ganglions that had her naked body twitching and jerking uncontrollably. She was cumming! She was cumming! Tony grabbed her head and used his hands to press her lips tighter around his cock. Then, groaning, he began spurting hot steaming jets of sperm deep into her throat.
Hunt made one powerful lunge upward that almost unseated both Sylvia and Jack, and then fell back as his overpowering orgasm brought a beatific smile to his face. Sylvia fell forward, almost dislodging Jack’s still wildly ravaging prick in her rectum. She wantonly rubbed her breasts against Hunt’s hairy chest, all the while feeling his throbbing, spurting cock drowning her pussy in his seminal juices. And then, miraculously, she felt the velvet vibrations in her vagina spread to her anus. She was cumming there, too. She splayed her legs even wider in an effort to give him more room, allow him in deeper. She pushed back against the rampaging cock and was rewarded with one mighty plunge that went in deeper than she had ever believed possible. It stayed there… and began pumping its love juices into her already impossibly flooded rectum.
Sylvia, lost in the delirium of her continuing climax, was only vaguely aware when Hunt and Jack pulled their deflating cocks from the dual steaming holes between her widespread thighs. She was turned over on her back, and then Sam was fucking like a wildman inside her pussy. He made her cum twice in three minutes; then there was Tony, gentle Tony who rode her and carried her to new and unexpected heights of bliss… and then Jack, and after Jack, someone else. She screamed out her releases until she was hoarse, and her voice sounded like the croak of a raven.
Hunt shook her awake. “Hey… we’re taking a breather and then having supper. Don’t go to sleep on us… go take a cold shower. it’ll wake you up.” Staggering in weariness, she got to her feet. She stood, swaying, as a torrent of seminal juices flood down the inside of her naked thighs. Then she made her way toward the indicated shower. The last words she heard before the door swung shut behind her came from Hunt, it was a compliment, she supposed, but she was much too tired to think about it. Hunt said, with sincere admiration in his voice, “You know… that’s just got to be the hottest fucking pussy I’ve ever had. God, she’s a real goer.” And there was the weary rumble of assent from the other men.
When Sylvia got under the cold salt water shower, she discovered that she was crying… and it was the weeping of a small, frightened, lost child a long, long way from home.
CHAPTER TEN
For Tod, the entire affair was something out of an unbelievable wet dream. Here he was lying atop a circular bed surrounded on all sides of the compass by four of the most luscious nude women he could ever remember seeing in one room. Liz Hunt was stroking his cock gently. Sara had offered him her breasts which he had accepted gladly. Beth and Sally stroked his thighs and played with his scrotum.
He knew he was about to explode. The animal heat had been building up in him since his earlier unsatisfactory, but stimulating bouts with Beth and Sally. He wondered about their teasing him if that was part of the initiation. Then Liz had taken his hand and placed it down between her legs on her moist cuntal lips; she was so wet, so hot down there, that she couldn’t possibly be teasing. He began massaging it and was rewarded by a deep sigh from her.
Sara pulled her tit away from his mouth; she purred with excitement. “Your little ole tongue feels so good against my nipple just like a teensy-weensy kitty lapping up milk.” She licked her lips, “I bet your mouth would be even bettah if it were used someplace else. I mean… if you ever do that sort of thing ever?”
Shelton smiled up at her, teasing her, wanting her to say it. “What are you suggesting?”
Sara fluttered her eyes. “Well, I declare! You know.”
“Nope. I don’t know. Why don’t you just tell us all.”
“You ninny! You-all know very well what I’m talking about. How about using that college trained little old tongue right here.” She kneeled alongside and grasped the softness of her pubic hair in the palm of her hand. “This little ole thing right heah.” she squeezed.
Why sure, honey chile, why didn’t you say so?” Tod laughed. “Up north, we-all call that eating pussy’.”
Sara looked at him in mock seriousness. “You-all promise not to let on to anyone? Well, down south we use the same term.” She giggled then became serious again staring at him with an intense look. “Well?”
Tod started to roll over toward her, but Liz said sharply. “No!” Then she took the sting out of her refusal by ordering, “You just lay there, big boy, and leave the driving to us!”
Liz rose on her knees arid, raising a leg over him, straddled Tod’s hips. Slowly, very slowly, she began settling down on his hungrily throbbing cock. Tod watched her then felt his prick against her steaming cuntal lips. She spread the tight, hair-lined lips with her fingers then settled a bit more. A grimace of ecstatic pain crossed her face, and she rubbed her vagina back and forth against the head, lubricating it with her own vaginal juices. Then she settled down again. Tod, lost in the fabulous wonderment of the spectacle and the sensations, felt his fevered cock slide in the tight, elastic opening about two inches. Liz bobbed up and down, making little sawing motions that sent ripples of pure delight through his hardened penis. All three of the other girls were breathless and silent as they watched the huge cock slowly disappearing into Liz’s clasping, fur-lined vagina. Finally, when there still was about four more inches to get inside her, Liz merely closed her eyes in rapture and with a small, mewling grunt sunk down completely on it. God, Tod thought, what a feeling! Her vagina slid like soft melted butter down the length of his pole, and Tod could feel every twitching little muscle, every jumping little nerve in her voraciously devouring pussy. He felt the head of his cock touch and press in against her cervix. Liz did not make a movement. She merely sat there and allowed her uterine and vaginal muscles to do the work. For Tod it was one of the damnedest, most wildly sensual things he had ever felt. It was almost as if there were hundreds of tiny little leeches locking around his penis all of them hungry and nibbling at him with rubberized teeth.
In the midst of all this, Sara rose on her knees and straddled his chest. She looked breathlessly down at him and then offered her gently pulsating pussy as a tasty gift from the gods.
Tod looked up at the overhanging cunt, wide open and ready for anything he had to offer. The pink, moist lips of the vulva were shining from her heated vaginal secretions; the most amazing thing of all was a clitoris with the size and shape of a tiny cock. Even as he watched, it quivered with a life of its own. Never before had he had a cunt offered to him quite this sensuously. He took advantage of it, gladly, feeling an overwhelming power and sense of sexuality raging through his bloodstream.
Groaning, he cupped her full, supple buttocks in his hands and pulled the naked pussy toward his face. Sara squirmed and squealed as his teeth clamped lightly on the clitoris; then she moaned when he used his tongue to maddeningly encircle the tiny engorged nerve. She almost collapsed in delirious enjoyment when his tightly compressed lips encompassed the clitoris and began milking it as though he were actually sucking the miniature cock. He drove his tongue in through the vaginal lips and for the first time tasted the pungent nectar of her cunt. It was delicious; it acted as a powerful aphrodisiac to his already raging desire. He licked, he scoured, he lavished, he teased, he sucked… all the while vigorously kneading her buttocks.