Linda almost let a yes slip out, but gulped and managed to shake her head.
"Okay. You're missing a great chance." He lowered himself toward the brunette. His hips disappeared between her thighs. His butt slipped lower.
Karen moaned with happiness as Al's long rod slid into her waiting twat. Her hands caressed his back and moved down to touch his tail as he started to move up and down, fucking slowly, building heat in her spread snatch. She clutched at his ass with both hands, hauling every inch of his prick into her body. His chest smashed on her tits and she gasped as the passion surged to dense beauty between her legs.
As he screwed harder, the links of the chains began to bite into the tender flesh beside her box. She pushed up to meet his steady drives, wanting more pressure, more feeling – more pain.
Al gave it to her. His body began to drive with real force into the cunt. His fingers found the dangling loops on the wide belt and he pulled up, forcing the chain to dig in with more pressure. His arms held her and he fucked with greater force, the power of his legs behind the thrusts as he began to heave, his rod like iron, digging into the smooth tunnel.
The muscles on his arms bunched and he hefted the woman's back from the couch, heaving her up toward his thrashing figure, her tits almost flattened as he bore down, forcing every inch of his hot cock into her steaming pussy.
"Al. Oh, Al. Yes. Like that. More. Oh, all of it, all. Ah! Hard. Hit me, Al. I want it hard. Hard!"
He bent his back, lifting her higher, her shoulders clear of the couch as she clung to him, almost groaning with heavy passion, breathing in short gasps, her body raked with tongues of ecstatic fire, her crotch hurting from the digging chains and the pounding dick.
"AL!" Karen shrieked, starting to howl as he bore down, heaving her body higher, holding her off the couch, only her feet touching as she arched to him, loving the feel of his great strength, his powerful prick hammering into her, tearing into her delicate pussy until she screamed, the full roaring climax pouring from her bruised crotch, her clit a point of pure fire, her breasts tingling, throbs of total lust drenching her as she came.
Al's muscles did their splendid work and she felt the orgasm pound through her body. Her arms crushed his shoulders and he picked her up, holding her with the loops from the belt, his legs shuddering as he levered her up, then turned and started to fuck standing.
Karen grabbed for him with her legs, twisting them up to circle his hips as he thrust up, the chains digging in, her weight bearing down, her legs aching, her cunt almost ready to explode with pleasure.
And Al started to come. She knew the wildly urgent stabs of his dick and she tried too clamp her cunt around his ramming dick. The pleasure kept dancing through her.
The first rush of his climax ripped out of his balls, raged down his dick and he fell to her, flailing with his hips, forcing her down again – falling, tumbling, his hands gripping the loops, his dick shooting hot gism, the juice boiling into her cunt. He grunted, heaved and hammered into the snatch, gouging all the way up, his body tense, legs straight, spread wide, his balls almost hurting as he got off, gasping as he lunged all the way up, fucking solidly, billowing lust flowing through him from head to knees.
"Ahhh! God damn!" He twisted in, grinding with his prick to get the last full moments of pleasure. "KAREN!" He forced his cock all the way up the wet cunt again. "Oh, yeah!"
"AL!" She held on to him, aching and winded and happy. "Oh, Al. Yes."
Al lay still on top of Karen, his back heaving as he gulped air. A film of sweat showed across his shoulders and down his spine.
Linda was breathing deeply, too. Her mouth hung open, her body rigid as she leaned forward, eyes wide open. "My God," she whispered to herself.
Al pulled out of Karen and rolled to one side, grinning over at Brenda, then looking at Linda with an even wider smile.
"Oh, Al. You, know just what I want." Karen stroked his head softly.
Linda's eyes did not leave Al's prick. The organ shimmered, all wet, almost dripping from the session.
Al stood up slowly, his prick still mostly hard. "Hey, Tony. How about it? You climb on Karen and see if you can ride her the way she likes it."
"Uh… no." He took a good look at Karen's cunt before he said no. His balls were saying yes. They ached all the way through.
"Or, you can have me, Tony," Brenda said, "it's your turn."
"Uh, no. Thanks." He wanted to get up to leave, but he knew there would be no way to hide his hard-on.
"But you've got to fuck, Tony," Carl said. "Or can't you get it up after all? Like we said all along."
Tony wanted to pull out his stiff dick right there and show them. But that would upset Linda and lead to all kinds of complications. He knew if he showed it, he'd have to put it into Karen or Brenda – maybe both – and then Linda would really be pissed.
But the damn thing wouldn't go away. How the hell could it, with two naked women right there, almost begging for him to fuck them?
"Well, hell. Fuck Linda, then." Carl turned and clamped a hand on Linda's knee. "You'll do it for him, won't you, honey? Sweet blonde thing like you." He inched his fingers toward her crotch.
"I… we…" She wanted it, wanted it desperately, but was frightened. Afraid of what Tony would do. Afraid of his not being able to do it at all. And afraid of her own feelings. There was a strange kind of pressure, something new, starting to build. Build right in her body.
"Carl… I… we… uh…" She stammered but could not speak. What she wanted to say was yes. YES! But she just didn't dare.
Brenda got to her feet. "Come on, Tony. Show me what kind of a man you are." She moved toward him, smiling, fingers gliding over her crotch.
"I want it, Tony. I want to feel your cock." Karen got up and advanced toward him.
"How about it, Tony?" Al asked, moving closer. "Are you up to it?"
"I'm up to it, Al. Damn it. We didn't ask for any of this." The women were in front of him and his eyes darted from pussy to pussy. "This was just supposed to be a party. Shit."
"It is a party, Tony. A sex party." Brenda started to crouch at his right knee – well away from Linda.
"Maybe Linda'd like to take us both on," Al said.
"… no." She did not dare look at the men. Her arm tightened on Tony's shoulders.
Carl turned suddenly and sat beside her – very close. His arm reached out, curled around her shoulder and his bare thigh pressed to her leg. "How about it?"
"Carl. Leave her alone. Damn it." Tony turned, glaring at the man, fingers forming a fist. "Just leave her alone. I'm warning you. Leave us both alone."
"That's up to Linda. Isn't it?" He pressed his leg more firmly to hers.
"No, it's not. Just back off, Carl. Now." He leaned toward the guy, showing his fist. "Lay off!"
"Okay." Carl leaned back but kept his leg in place.
Linda tried to pull toward Tony but she was wedged tightly between the men, Carl's leg keeping up its steady pressure. Warmth from his flesh passed onto her skin. She felt the tingle travel to her crotch, riding right from her clit. Her nipples began to hum, stretching against the inside of her bra.
"You want it, don't you, Tony?" Brenda's fingers began a slow crawl up the inside of his leg. "You want to make it with me."
"And with me." Karen squatted and began to let her fingers dance on his knee.
"Maybe you gals could rape him," Al suggested. "Oh, yeah. Hey! That's a great idea!" Karen's fingers gripped the middle of Tony's left leg. "We'll rape him. Tear his clothes off and stuff his dick into our cunts." Her hand got closer to his crotch. "How about it, Brenda? You feel like raping him?"
"I sure do." She groped for his dick. "Hey! He's hard. Got a real big one, too."
"NO!" Tony leaped away, almost jumping over the back of the couch.