Tim's penis throbbed monstrously at her provocative words. Claire smiled to see it move.
"Claire, why don't you show her how nice my cock is when I let it come out and play with sweet girls like you two?" he suggested.
Claire knew what, he meant and she was up to carrying out his wishes with no qualms. She reached straight to his crotch and unzipped his fly, allowing his organ to spring forth in all its glory. The red knob shone brightly under the moon and the shaft stood straight as a soldier in formation. Claire took hold of it and motioned to Lynda. "Go ahead and feel it if you want to. See?"
But Tim objected. "Wait a minute, sweetheart. It's Lynda's turn to get a little love, remember? She's been giving you a lot. Now we ought to give her some back. You and I both can do that, huh, Claire?"
Lynda smiled at his little speech and sat transfixed by the turgid instrument in his fly.
Claire indicated her willingness to participate as he directed her to do. Tim stood up on his knees and gave Lynda a firm but soft kiss on the mouth. To his great pleasure she responded by opening her lips and allowing his tongue to enter her mouth. He enjoyed the wet thrill of her mouth for several seconds, then pulled himself from her and spoke to Claire.
"Why don't you get those panties off of her while I take care of the top?" he said. He pushed Lynda gently down on her back and told her to raise her knees. Then he stood astraddle of her and reached for her slim, naked waist. "Upsy-daisy," he called out, and raised her bodily while Claire did the honors of slipping the girl's panties off over her slender long legs. He looked backward and saw the pouting swell of her vulva underneath a growth of wiry pubic hair. The dark slit in the center exerted a very strong attraction on him and he started to head straight for it, forgetting about Claire's projected part in the scene. But he stopped himself at the last moment and continued with his earlier idea.
He got on his knees above her chest and she looked up to see his penis sticking out above her chin. Claire was already busy between the girl's dusky thighs, so he patted her on the head for her efforts and turned back to Lynda. "Make it nice and sweet for her down at that end, Claire, will you?" he called back over his shoulder. "While you're giving that little pussy a nice going-over, I'm going to take care of these cute tits of hers."
Claire was sitting between Lynda's legs facing the girl's pubes and Tim's back as he straddled her. When he heard Claire's fingers making a slip-slop sound behind him, he proceeded to grasp the teenager's beautiful black breasts in his fingertips. He saw her face go slack and her eyes close from the pleasure of the double attentions she was receiving from them.
He rubbed his fingers lightly and lovingly over her dusky smooth skin from forehead to stomach. He touched her cheeks, her sensuous mouth, her fragile ribs and the tips of her full breasts. She squirmed under their touch and behind him, Claire could feel her legs moving back and forth against her friend's buttocks.
Then Tim grasped his penis in hand and said to her, "You were real interested in seeing this thing, weren't you? Well, you're going to see it now and you're going to feel it. You're going to have your titties plumb full of this cock, honey."
With that he lowered his pelvis so that his buttocks were just a hair's breadth above her flat stomach. His stiffened penis was pointed through the wide gap between her two pert black breasts and his testicles rested lightly on her stomach in the center of her rib cage. "Here it is, sugar, see it?" he said. "Now feel it with those cute little knockers. There… there, how's that? You like to have it on your titties like this?"
He placed the knob of it in the hollow between her breasts first and rubbed it back and forth until it was finally touching both her breasts as he waved it between them. Then he lowered himself so that she could feel the length of his shaft as well. Her eyes opened and she stared at the organ with surprise and pleasure. She'd never heard of a person rubbing his penis on a girl's breasts, but it sure did feel good. Especially when your genitals were being simultaneously fondled below by the soft, smooth fingers of your girl friend. She sighed aloud.
Tim reached behind him and stroked one of Claire's naked, bobbing breasts for being so good with her hands on the black girl's genitals. Then he started rolling his organ all along the smooth surface of Lynda's succulent breasts and stomach, paying special attention to the two delightfully firm tips. He rubbed the head and shaft up and into direct contact with the dark, aroused nipples many times. Each time she felt the hard instrument press the warm softness of her tender breasts she would breath a quick, deep intake of air. Tim could see that she was becoming extremely aroused from the passes of the organ over her firm young mammaries.
She began to open and close her mouth. She started breathing through her mouth, inhaling a hearty lungful of air, then exhaling it in slow, sensual gusts. Tim could feel the warmth of her breath on his stiff penis every time she breathed out. He heard the slip-slop sound behind him increase in speed and turned his head back toward Claire. The girl's face was damp and her hair was sticking to her cheeks and forehead. She grinned at him and pointed downward with a nod of her head toward the girl's organs.
"Look how wet she's getting, Tim," she said. "Her cunt juice is overflowing and running down her legs already. I'm really wanting to suck her. Can I go down on her and give her a nice mouth job? She's getting my cunt so hot I have to do something or I'm going to pop or go blind."
Tim was waiting for Claire to play with the girl's organs all she wanted and then he was going to switch places with her. But he hadn't expected Claire to grow so aroused in such a short time. He could see she was dying to use her mouth on Lynda and he didn't want to deprive her of the act. But he had planned all along to put his mouth on the pretty black girl's organs once she got hot enough. While he was momentarily thinking what to do, he was amazed to see Lynda start waving her hands in the air. She had been opening and closing her mouth for a long time, but now she was grabbing the air with her hands.
His penis was still applying its hot, heavy presence to the area of her naked breasts. As he looked down at her, she suddenly made contact with his organ. As soon as she touched it, she grasped it tightly in her fingers and a big smile spread over her face. She had been feeling for it with her wild sweeps in the air, searching it out so that she could touch it with her fingers and play with it!
Tim was overjoyed at her new desire. She now had it with both hands and was making little squeezes on it. "Honey, if you want to play with my cock you're more than welcome. If I'd known you wanted to handle my meat, I'd have damn sure given it to you before," he said to her.
She only smiled and worked her fingers up and down his hard shaft. For a short time he kneaded her breasts with his eager fingers. Then he realized his problem with Claire was solved. If Lynda liked handling his penis that much, she could keep it if he'd simply turn around. He raised his body from the straddling position over her stomach and turned so that he was now facing her feet. His legs now straddled her head, with his penis hanging straight above it. Her hands had never left the organ all during his move and she could still continue to play with it now while he put his mouth to work on her genitals.
Claire looked in surprise to see the new position. Tim was now facing her over Lynda's curly muff of pubic hair. She looked down between his legs and saw that Lynda was masturbating him from below while he faced her over the black girl's body. She stretched her pretty face up and gave him a big kiss on the lips. Keeping one hand busy between Lynda's thighs, she threw the free one across his shoulders and hugged him to her, letting him feel the pressure of her two bobbing, naked breasts against his chest. She was breathing hard and obviously growing more excited by the second.