Polly loved the feel of his big, strong young hands on her tits. His big, stiff cock was nudging against her ass crack, poking at her crotch from behind, and teasing her sloppy wet cunt.
She kissed Jim's cock and slowly pressed her warm, soft lips over the prickhead. She growled with lust as she took his cock deep into her mouth. She laved her tongue over and against the cockhead and especially on the triangle of pleasure.
She groaned as Robby pinched and tweaked her large, swollen nipples. She wished there was a way he could suck on her tits. Maybe later, after Jim went back to work.
She took Jim's of cock to the root. His cock was lodged in her throat now, throbbing hotly, as her palate and throat muscles spasmed on it. She gave up a few inches of prickshaft to take three quick, deep breaths. Then she forced her head down again to take his cock into her throat once more. Her sensuous lips worked hungrily on the root of his prick. Her small nose was pressed into his sparse brown pubic hair. Her tongue searched lower, seeking his cum-loaded balls.
Polly wanted Jim to have a great climax. She wanted him to shoot his cum like a geyser! She wanted every drop of his jism.
Robby was squeezing her full tits. His fingers sank deep into the soft tit flesh. Her hardened nipples dug into his palms. He was really getting into it now. His big thick eight-inch cock was dripping pre-cum onto her calves, smearing it against the beautifully rounded white cheeks of her ass.
She was squirming as she deep-throated Jim's pulsing cock. She wanted Robby's cock buried in her cunt. She was almost to the point of telling him when his cockhead wobbled into the soft wet nest of her cunt lips. She cried out around the hard shaft of Jim's cock and pressed back against the lovely contact at her cunt.
At the same time, Robby realized where his cock was and couldn't resist pressing forward. The combination of pressures rammed his cock into Polly almost to the balls.
She groaned with delight and pressed back for the rest of the big long prick. But she didn't forget the cock buried in her mouth and throat. It was impossible to forget. Jim was getting close to coming. He was starting to writhe, to press his cock up tightly against her engulfing lips. He was keeping his cock buried. She could hear him breathing fast and hard.
She retreated for air and gasped: "Yes, Robby! Fuck me! Hard! Fuck me hard! Slam it deep! Uhhh! Uhhh! Yes!"
Then she plunged her head to take all of Jim's jerking, rock-hard cock. He was close now! She sucked his cockhead with cleverly disciplined throat, muscles.
Robby hunched over Polly's slim white back. His hands gripped her fat tits, mauling them as he fucked his long thick cock into her clenching slippery cunt.
Jim jerked his hips wildly. His face turned mottled. He panted hoarsely.
Polly's lungs burned for air, but she kept his cock fully in her mouth and throat. She knew it was only a matter of seconds. She loved this moment. She wriggled her tongue in a welter of saliva against the total length of Jim's throbbing cock. Her upper throat muscles spasmed like a small, soft, clenching fist on his cherry-like cockhead.
Jim groaned as if in agony. Polly whimpered with joy and pleasure as his cum splashed into her throat. She was being butted from behind as Robby fucked everything he had into her.
Jim spurted cum wildly in her mouth. He bellowed like a wounded bull. He thrashed, on his back, rocking her head with strong jerkings of his loins.
Polly was being jolted forward and up, as a huge cock plunged in her cunt to the hilt, and as another cock erupted with hot cum in her mouth.
She loved it! She clung to Jim's jumping hips and let him rock her head up and down, providing movement in her clinging, suctioning mouth as he continued to squirt thick cum.
She was about to climax, too! Robby's wonderfully long, thick prick was making her cunt a golden sleeve. The pleasure suffused her small body. Her tits felt hot and tingly from Robby's continual merciless squeezing and twisting. Her nipples felt like red-hot stones.
Jim pushed her greedy mouth off his cock. "That's enough!"
Polly swallowed a mouthful of sweet cum and gasped. She scooped his softening cock into her mouth again and sucked the last drooling drops. She pressed her face into his cum-saturated crotch.
She grunted as Robby entered his final, glorious moments of pleasure. He was fucking into her pussy, ramming to the limit, jolting her guts, spasming her womb, causing rolling internal shudders of ecstasy.
She quivered as Robby gushed hot cum. She panted, moaned, and rubbed her cum-smeared face against Jim's swiftly shrinking cock. She wasn't satisfied yet. She suddenly pictured herself the center of an orgy – with Jim, Robby, and Kenny all using her at once! She would be taking a total of twenty – four inches of prick in her cunt, ass and mouth!
Polly wriggled back against Robby's plunging, cum-spurting cock. She loved to make men cry out and pour their cum into her body!
Fucking was the best fun in the whole world!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Wyoma poured three scoops of commercial grade ground coffee into the giant urn, turned the valve to feed water into the system, and flicked the switch.
She turned to the task of opening another twenty-pound can. She liked working with Ken again, in the business. She was glad Laura had quit and left town.
She heard voices in the office. Ken with a customer, she imagined – except the other voice sounded like Polly's!
Wyoma frowned. Why was Polly here? To tell Ken secrets? Wyoma went to the door and quietly, slowly, turned the knob and eased the solid door open just a crack.
Yes, it was Polly. She was standing by Ken's desk, leaning over, showing her big milky white breasts in a low-cut red blouse. Her ass filled pink jeans.
Wyoma listened intently to the conversation.
Polly said teasingly: "Kenny, seriously, don't you know me? I'm Polly Wilson now, but about nineteen years ago I was Polly Rogette. Umm? Remember?"
Ken scowled, studying her. Then his eyes and mouth opened widely. "Polly? My God, I don't believe it!"
She laughed, delighted. "Quite a change from the fat, sloppy, stringy-haired little wimp of a college girl you knew then, hmm?"
Ken's eyes scanned her body. He grinned. "Better believe it."
"The best thing you ever did for me was drop me like that. I bounced into a pretty good marriage… to another wimp. Jim Wilson. But we've both changed. Wowee, have we changed!"
"You never know how thing's will turn out."
"How true. But I never forgot you, Kenny. Especially, I never forgot that wonderful horse-cock of yours."
Ken was startled for a second. He laughed. "I never forgot you were the only girl who could take it all."
Polly nodded, smiling suggestively. "Umm. And now that I've rediscovered you, I want to take it again."
He laughed. "You've gotten bold as hell."
"Bolder than that." Polly went around his desk and kissed him. Her small hand rubbed the crotch of his tan slacks.
Wyoma, watching, held her breath. She knew Ken had been fucking Laura. She hadn't cared. Now she felt twinges of jealousy and possessiveness. But she also knew Polly was a swinger, a sensualist, a lover of fucking for fucking's sake. Polly didn't want Ken for keeps.
Ken succumbed for long seconds. Wyoma knew how overpoweringly sexual and luscious Polly's kisses were. She saw how skillfully Polly stroked and caressed the swelling cockbulge in Ken's slacks.
Polly had unzipped his pants and was slipping her hand inside when he pushed her away. "Hey, I've got a wife…"
"I know Wyoma. We've met. We're very close. The coincidence is – you live in space number forty-seven at Elite Estates, and Jim and I rent the trailer in space fifty-two."
"Yeah. Well, Wyoma's in the next room." Wyoma opened the door wide. "Listening and watching," she said.
She smiled at Ken's expression. She felt bold and daring. Her fucking with Polly had cracked her shell and let a new Wyoma emerge. Wyoma went to the office door and locked it. She reached to pull the blinds.