After his breathing subsided, his mind began to work. Man! He'd never been turned on like that before. Kee-rystos. He wanted another ride on that spinning wheel.
Brad rolled off Angie onto the bed. He saw Doug sitting cross-legged on the floor. His penis arched upward, strong and hard.
"Keep her warm," Brad said. "Man, I wanna fuck that little pussy 'til she can't walk!"
But he was too tired to do anything now; he couldn't wait for that feeling to pass and he wanted another joy ride between those long hot legs.
Doug didn't say anything. When he'd recovered from his orgasm, he'd found himself watching Brad working over Angie, his slim muscular buttocks pumping hard between her widespread thighs. The sight had sickened and repelled him. He'd tried to turn away, not to look, but he'd found he wasn't strong enough. The sight of the tortured faces, the sweating, straining bodies, the hardened flesh of Brad's cock sinking into the soft, hair-lined mouth of her cunt, fascinated him. He'd felt his own excitement return again; his penis erected. When Brad told him to keep Angie warm he thought, why not? What's done is done. No sense going home burning.
Doug got up and climbed onto the bed. He could see Angie's whole naked crotch and thighs glistening with male sperm and sexual fluids. Her vulvar lips were grossly swollen; the inner lips were bright red. Her vagina was engorged; the hole open and dark. What strange forbidden pleasures lurked there!
He slid his penis into the lubricated tunnel; he could feel the vaginal walls close around it like warm, melted butter. His penis felt hotter. As his passion mounted, his mind turned off, killing his conscience. His mind told him he shouldn't do this but his body wouldn't stop. His penis felt too excited to stop. He began slooping his hardened, slightly curved shaft in and out of her. She lay unresisting under him, moaning all the while. His passion mounted and he fucked her harder and he felt her body respond. They rocked together wildly, pushing against each other harder and harder, straining muscles, fighting for breath.
Angie's body burned with unreleased tension. The boys had reached their orgasms but they hadn't waited for her to reach hers. Maybe she would this time. She pulled back her legs and pushed her naked pubic mound hard up against Doug. His cock sunk all the way into her cunt, pinioning her cervix. The semen began to burn within his shaft and then without warning, exploded! Like volcanic tongues of searing pleasure it spewed from his penis, erupting in the hungrily milking walls of her vagina. His mind tripped out. He tried to hold the pleasure-pain — to make it last — but too soon it burned out in short sputtering jets of cum. He collapsed, panting.
"Get off. I'm ready," Brad ordered.
Brad stood by the bed, avidly watching them, a cruel smile playing on his lips. His distended penis engorged with blood, pointing in the air.
Weakly, Doug rolled off Angie's body. "Can't you let her rest a moment? She looks tired."
"I'll be easy on her," Brad said.
He enjoyed looking at Angie's inert naked body spread out obscenely on the bed. Her head was thrown back, her arms and legs spread-eagled. Her fists were clenched. Her vulvar lips and vagina abnormally swollen; her vagina flowered open and oozing white, trickling semen. He shoved Doug aside and threw himself between her legs. His monstrous penis squeezed into the waiting pink cunt; the tight fit gave his penis an exquisite jolt of pleasure. His body began to undulate on top of her. His excitement mounted and he strained and fucked into her brutally.
By this time Angie's mind had long ago turned off. She could no longer think, only feel. And her body felt only one thing — a burning sexual excitement that was never satisfied. The burning had lost all of its pain; it had only pleasure left. Her vulvar area burned and burned and burned, but she couldn't reach an orgasm.
For a moment her body felt light and free and her vagina unpressured. Then she felt a leaden penis worm its way inside again and tease up and down against her throbbing vaginal walls. Her vagina felt too full. The huge penis pulled the soft fleshy walls in and out with it. Each push and pull was beautiful. The movements began to go faster and faster, turning each little individual moan into one long scream. She cried out helplessly for fulfillment. Her mind became blurry, but she was aware that the ejaculate was spraying her vagina and she was sorry that the penis would shrivel and become soft and disappear.
Brad cried out in ecstasy and his body went limp and heavy on hers too soon. He rolled off.
"Your turn," Brad said to Doug.
"Let's stop now. She really looks out of it." Doug objected.
"I don't care whether you want to or not," Brad said savagely. "Just keep her hot for me. I want to fuck her again."
Doug felt pity for Angie in such a distorted position. Her face had a dreamy, almost unconscious smile. She kept her legs pulled back, her pelvis arched upward, displaying her tight, hair-lined cuntal lips, her red, gaping vaginal opening, waiting for the next hardened cock.
Doug could see that Brad meant what he said and was afraid of what Brad would do to Angie if he didn't fuck her now.
Doug crawled between her legs and slid his partly-erect penis into the waiting vagina. It's slipping warm walls pressed tightly against his cock, as if to squeeze out the semen, and stimulated his penis to a full erection. A breath caught in his throat when his penis started burning. Automatically, his whole body started working over her, pushing in and out. He could feel his penis pull the walls out and push them back in. He pressed deeper and deeper, faster and faster, trying to stimulate the trigger that would shoot the semen into her.
Brad sat close by, fondling his slippery flaccid penis in his hands. Angie's tortured face stirred his desire but Doug's exertions, the flexing muscles in his buttocks, his penis pulling in and out of sight, his loud gasping pants, his contorted face, fed his sexual excitement even more. Gently he tickled the head of his penis as he watched Doug's body writhe grotesquely over Angie's body. Soon he felt his penis perk up in his hands. He cupped a hand over the shaft and rubbed back and forth, sliding it faster and faster. Gradually his penis enlarged and hardened in his hands. He was ready for the next trip. He could hardly wait for Doug to stop.
Brad could see that Doug was near his climax. His long body pushes shortened and quickened. His penis pulled out of the vagina less and less. He could see Doug's body make the last anguished push into her and his whole body stiffened and held. Doug had her pinned down to the mattress like a butterfly and Brad could imagine the feel of his semen squirting into her — each spurt a delicious agony.
He stood up ready to go. When Doug's body collapsed, he pushed it off of Angie's body. A triumphant feeling rose in him as he surveyed her exhausted, but still unfulfilled body. Her arched pelvis, glistening of semen and sexual lubrication, excited him. He ran his fingers lightly up her inner thighs and wormed a finger deep up in her vagina.
Angie groaned and tried to pull her legs back further to accommodate the entering penis.
"Good girl," he said gloatingly. He climbed onto her body and rammed his engorged penis into her. The tunnel felt smaller than the last time, but the tighter pressure of the walls on his penis stimulated him more. Each push of his cock was doubly exciting because of the pressure. He pushed into her as hard as he could. He couldn't wait for involuntary rhythm to start. He pounded into her unmercifully, yanking his penis all the way out only to push it in harder and deeper. The shaft brushed sensuously against her abnormally distended vaginal walls.