Dallas gasped when Blythe’s lips closed hotly over the head of his prick. The girl drew it far into her mouth, over her teeth and along the lapping tongue, drew the cockhead back until it actually bumped the satiny cup of her throat.
She let go suddenly, lifted her head,, and gave her place to Susan Lee.
The little Oriental girl licked daintily all over the pulsing end, wetting it, pushing the tip of her tongue down into the slit. Then she pulled it into her teeth and worked it tenderly, shook her head gently from side to side, making the slight pain a pleasure to undergo.
Together, the two beautiful girls worked on his shaft. They licked it and sucked it, nipped playfully at its underside, lapped wetly into his balls.
Their heads were always close together, and their hands did strange, exhilarating things to the rest of his body.
His got his finger into the hot grasping recess of Susan’s cunt, and the lips snapped hungrily closed on it. She was tight and narrow, and as he felt farther up her young snatch, Dallas discovered that she was also shallow. His big cock would easily touch bottom when he got the chance to shove it home.
He heaved against them, his back arching and his teeth clenched. They were both licking at his glands, running their hot, wet tongues over it, using them to push his cockhead from one of their mouths to the other. It was a wild, crazy feeling, and Dallas’s crotch bucked in erotic response.
They made moaning noises, lapping sounds, and their fingers stroked, fondled, caressed. His balls were loved, and his anus, and all the hairs of his pelvis, his belly and his rib cage, and the trembling muscles of his inner thighs.
Of course he couldn’t control himself any longer, and began to fuck whichever mouth was around his prick, thrusting into the wet hotness, into the velvet dampness that sucked and pulled, that drew and drank so thirstily.
“Girls-Blythe-Susan! Oh, I’m coming, kids coming!!!”
His semen thundered hissing Into one of their mouths, and his fingers clamped hard into Susan Lee’s pussy as he let go his pent-up come, as he hurled it spitting into the eager sucking throat.
His hand found Blythe’s tit and mauled it as another spurt came geysering up from his flexing, balls.
Dallas’s eyes were glazed and his breath rasping hard in his throat, but he saw what Blythe Jackson did next. Turning her mouth ever so slowly away from the pulsing head of his ejaculating prick, she spilled the leftover semen into the openly seeking mouth of the little Oriental girl, sharing the come with Susan.
Dallas shuddered from head to toe, wishing that he could keep on coming that he could give them even more.
His backbone collapsed, because they took turns sucking the last remnants of his semen from his shaft, their fingers massaging his balls, his rod, milking it ever upward into the searing little ovens of their hungry mouths. His backbone turned to jelly and ran out through the head of his prick, feeding their ravenous desires.
Sagging, Dallas dropped back, slid sideways from the support of the couch so that he lay on the floor, not in a fetal position, but bent in the middle. And still, they would not let him go; still, they moved over his supine body, making fiery trails across his skin and stirring new but slowly fanned embers deep within his groin.
His eyes moved away from the bent heads, from the kissing faces whose lips had been made creamy with his discharge, and he looked dazedly around the room. He saw Kathy Collins, saw her on hands and knees with her white gold skin gleaming with the scarlet curls of her pussy up-thrust in the rear. And seated deeply within the curly caress of that lovely little cunt was a round black prick, buried to its wiry haired balls.
Joey Nottingham was pouring the meat to Kathy, sliding that dark cock In and out of her tightly clasping pussy, and the girl was wiggling in ecstasy as she took it. Joey’s shaft wasn’t all that big, Dallas saw, but it seemed longer than average, and every time he rammed it solidly into Kathy’s wet snatch, the girl grunted.
Somehow, their fucking looked sexier, hornier, because it was black on white, and after watching them screw for a few seconds, Dallas looked over at the other couple, at the other two-toned coupling of Marty Brooke and Angel Matthews. They looked great, too-lean and lanky Marty was positioned between the black girl’s sleek legs, feeding his meaty white prick into the midnight curls of the girl’s pussy, her black velvet thighs wrapped around him.
No jealousy there, either; Dallas felt only a gladness, a thrill because his black lover was enjoying herself so much. He knew a new sense of sharing, of giving, that these extra girls had given to him. And he saw that the other male was simply sitting aside at, the moment, that Eric Fairmount was holding Angel’s hand while she lucked, that with his other hand he was slowly jacking off.
“That was great,” Susan Lee murmured at his ear, punctuating her words with the wet flicking of her hot little tongue. “Now suppose you just stretch on out, teacher, and we’ll go on to Phase Two.”
Giggling, Blythe lifted her bright blonde head and the girls arranged themselves while he did as they suggested. But it wasn’t going to be like the time he had shared Kathy and Angel; these girls wanted It differently.
Susan Lee slid close and lifted his head to place it in her lap. Her skin was golden, textured finely, sheened now with a delicate beading of sweat.
The girl’s navel was a faint indentation, cunningly shaped, and he could feel the soft feathering of Susan’s childlike pubic hair against his cheek. She said down to him, her hand stroking his cheek, “Mr. Bradburn-you can eat my pussy while Blythe fucks you. We’ll lie here on the floor in kind of a triangle, okay?”
Anything, everything they might, want was okay. His cock had never gone completely soft, although these sweet kids had done their damnedest to drain off all his life forces through it.
When Susan lay on the carpet, she braced his head in her hands, turning it as she settled herself, lifting one small, wonderfully modeled leg to place his head between her golden thighs.
Before he turned his mouth to taste this new and lightly haired pussy, Dallas watched the burnished blonde kid as she handled his cock in long-fingered hands, as she slid her slim belly in close to his so that she could touch her thick but silken pubic hairs to the head of his cock.
He suddenly thought of her as the Moon Girl, because she was silver and soft, because she spread her delicate gifts with impartial love. And her cunt hair was indescribably downy around the throbbing head of his now anxious cock.
Blythe maneuvered his glands, guiding the knob she had so recently sucked, steering it against the hot lips of her young pussy, setting it there while her svelte ass thrust forward with a wiggle that popped the end of it right inside!
She was blazing hot in there, the greasy tissues of her cunt boiling around his entrapped prick, the elastic grip of her labia tight upon his shaft. His cock slid in and in, until his balls rested in the tender vee of her thighs, up close to the exquisite shapings of the cheeks of her ass.
Then Dallas could watch no more, for Susan Lee’s thighs were pressing his head, urging his face to turn upward so she would know the rapture of his mouth in her frantic pussy. He didn’t want to wait any longer, either, so he snuggled his head more closely into the downy hold of the girl’s legs and tilted his mouth into the steamy slot of her vulva.
It was like sucking a child’s cunt, the hair was so wispy and the pussy lips so smoothly appealing. Dallas licked along them, delighting in the honeyed taste of them, teasing the slippery gash with his tongue. Then he shoved his tongue deeply into her snatch, using it like a prick, burying its length into the juicy heat and bringing his teeth up against the labia.