Ginny eased her head lower on Polly's torso, moved it down from just below Polly's soft, round breasts to just above Polly's navel. Turning her head, Ginny delicately probed Polly's belly button with her tongue.
"Oh!" Polly gasped sharply, her gut sucking in.
Ginny shifted her body to straighten it out of the cramped curl it had gotten into. She kept her hand in Polly's crotch, kept twisting her tongue into Polly's belly button. Then, pressing her lips on Polly's belly, she sucked on her navel as if trying to invert it.
Polly eased her hand down Ginny's back, under the slender girl, and located one of Ginny's pointy tits. Polly's fingers toyed with the sharp little button, teasing, pulling, twisting it. Then she slid her hand over and did the same to the other one.
Ginny whimpered softy into Polly's belly and bored her tongue into the dark hole again, twisting her head as she probed as deeply into Polly's navel as she could. Ginny was on her knees now, her body up off the ground, her legs spread slightly, her ass in the air. She was rocking her pelvis slowly, her back arching and bending with the rhythm of sex.
Pulling away from Polly's tortured navel, Ginny slid her head still lower, nibbling a wet trail down over Polly's rounded belly, toward where her finger was moving slowly in and out of Polly's pussy. She drew her hand out of Polly's cunt. Her fingers were shining with Polly's fluids. Ginny eased her face into Polly's crotch, her tongue combing through Polly's brown muff, then wedging into Polly's slit, prying Polly's full labia apart.
Gently, easily, Polly guided Ginny's hips around, then steered Ginny's knee over her face so that Ginny was straddling her. Polly was looking straight up into Ginny's crotch, into its straight black hair and thrusting, bulging labia. Polly's deep blue eyes glittered unmistakably with lust. She licked her tips and swallowed. Reaching up, she gripped Ginny's waist and drew the slender girl's hips down toward her face. Ginny eased her knees forward on the grass, until she was in a predatory crouch over Polly, her pussy driving into Polly's face.
At the same time. Ginny's mouth was working avidly between Polly's rounded thighs, her tongue boring deep into Polly's sweet slit Her jaw rubbed and pressed Polly's mons, grinding her clitoris. Easing her hands around Polly's hips, Ginny pressed her fingers into the crack of Polly's ass, clutching Polly's soft, round cushiony buttocks.
Charlie couldn't take motionless observation of the Lesbian tangle any longer. Heaving himself out of the lounge, he moved toward the two writhing bodies. He struggled out of clothes that were too hot and too confining to be borne any longer. Hot sun and cool air assaulted his. sweaty skin. His cock jutted free, flinging a thick, shining drop of oozings onto the grass. Impatiently, he kicked free of his pants and stalked across the lawn.
He circled warily, raking his eyes over Ginny's lean, brown back and tight, hard bottom. He knelt next to Polly's head and studied the juicy interlocking of Polly's face and Ginny's pussy. Polly's eyes were closed as she worked her tongue in Ginny's slippery folds. Then her tongue withdrew. Her tips pursed and pressed between Ginny's labia. Then her tongue speared out, ripping along Ginny's slit. Polly tipped her head downward slightly, seeking Ginny's clit. Finding the protuberant button, she sucked on it, driving her nose into Ginny's streaming vaginal hole at the same time. Her eyes were less than an inch away from the puckered brown depression of Ginny's asshole.
Tearing himself away from that lewd interlocking, Charlie moved to where Ginny was feasting on Polly's pussy. Ginny had her tips driven into Polly's pussy and was sucking and chewing eagerly with a wet, sucking, slurping noise. From the position, it looked as if Ginny had found Polly's clitoris and was suckling on it with the same eagerness she had sucked on Polly's tits.
Seen from the side, the tangle was a hard, lean brown body on top of a soft, pink one. Polly's breasts were squashed out by Ginny's trim torso, while Ginny's were lost against Polly's soft belly.
Polly's pelvis was rocking and heaving now. She was screwing her cunt onto Ginny's working face. Ginny's hands were kneading Polly's ass, her fingers were prying deep into the crack. Charlie got down and stared up between Polly's spraddled legs. Ginny's tanned face was muffled in Polly's pussy, her nose pressed in between Polly's labia.
Ginny clutched Polly's buttocks hard, then pushed her fingers down into the crack. She sought blindly along the floor of the sweat, spit, and cum-slicked valley and found the puckered dimple of Polly's anus. She twisted her finger into Polly's asshole, thrusting into the tight ring of muscle, curling her other fingers into a fist that crammed into the bottom of Polly's crack.
Polly's ass clenched, and her hips heaved upward into Ginny's face. Polly's thighs slammed closed on Ginny's ears, flapped open and slammed closed again as she frantically ground her pussy against Ginny's face. She was cumming with the force of a tidal wave from Ginny's skillful finger-buggering and cunt-eating. And, from the way Ginny's lean body was writhing and her pelvis working, the slender girl was cumming, too, cumming straight into Polly's sucking mouth.
Charlie's cock drooled its burning frustration into the grass as he watched the two girls' seemingly endless orgasms. He battled desperately to keep from pumping his cock to a spurting eruption, clinging desperately to the hope that he'd get a crack at one or the other of the girls soon.
It was centuries before there seemed to be any real hope for him. It came slowly, so slowly he wasn't even sure. But the convulsions and writhings were fading. Ginny's wiry body was relaxing, and Polly's grip on Ginny's ass was easing gradually. Then Ginny drew her finger out of Polly's butt and lifted her face clear of Polly's pussy. Her nose, cheeks, and chin shining with Polly's cum, Ginny sucked in great gouts of air as she rested her head on Polly's stomach.
Then, in response to Polly's pushing, Ginny rolled over and sprawled bonelessly on her back. Her black thatched pussy gaped at the blue sky, her glistening, blushing inner labia protruding from between her heavy outer lips.
Charlie had little interest in Ginny. It was Polly he wanted now. She was on her back in front of him, her legs spread wide, her pussy sopping with cum and spit He threw himself between her thighs, and felt her jerk with surprise as he came down on her. Her eyes opened. They were dazed and foggy. Then they focused, and her cum-smeared lips moved.
"Yes," she hissed softly. "Oh, God, yes!"
Charlie wasn't waiting for an invitation or her approval. He blasted his prick into her guts. If the girl under him hadn't already been so turned on by her Lesbian encounter, it would have been a case of brutal, painful rape. But, as it was, her pussy was sopping, drenched with endless waves of cum, and his prick slid into her as if it had been greased. His hips hammered against her pubic arch and his cock shivered with pleasure at being totally, suddenly, completely enfolded in a hot wet, living sheath.
He paused for a moment to let the initial quiverings of his already over stimulated prick fade away. He felt Polly's vagina spasming around his phallus almost as if she were cumming. But he didn't really care what she was doing. He had a hot flood of cum that was waiting impatiently to blister down the length of his aching cock.
He drew back and rammed his prick into her again and again. His pelvis working wildly, he rammed against her with total disregard of her pleasure, seeking only his own explosive release. The walls of her vagina hissed past his prick, searing his nerve endings, sending fiery messages to his glands, his muscles, his brain. Heaving his whole body forward, he shifted his angle of attack so the head of his phallus bored hard into the underside of her vagina. His cock twisted and flexed upward with every inward thrust. It built the pressure against the nerve knot on the underside of his tower until his whole body was ablaze with pleasure. He felt his balls knotting up against his cock. He felt a preliminary hot drop of semen creep the length of his penis, a hesitant trickle of burning pleasure that marked the point-of-no-return for him.