His cock was absolutely rigid. He couldn't wait any longer; her cunt was just too much to just look at and not do anything to.
He moved forward.
She leaned back, spreading her legs in anticipation of what was about to happen.
Like a bull he charged her, groaning in excitement as he drove his cock easily into her lubricated pussy.
"Yesssss…" she groaned as he fucked her, "fuck me hard… fuck me like a bull!"
He did just that.
There was nothing subtle in the way they fucked, and it was all over in less than a minute. Both of them were too steamed up by the time it started for it to last longer than that.
She wrapped her legs tightly around his back, puffing her partner forward and into her, wanting to feel his hot meat as it slammed deep inside her.
He never let up for an instant, pumping and driving frenetically into the soft cunt that practically gobbled his prick in its excitement.
With each successive thrust into her wet, clinging pussy, he could feel himself coming closer to the release that was never far away.
He wanted to drive a hole through her, so strong was the passion that ruled him. He felt like her cunt was alive, wriggling and squirming on the end of his shaft, as she sought to take him deeper and deeper into her steaming muff.
"Harder… harder… fuck me hard," she groaned, wanting to be devoured, consumed, eaten totally by the smashing presence in her cunt.
Her legs were straining visibly now, the muscles in her thighs taut as she jerked and pulled against his torso. She knew it wouldn't last long, but it didn't matter to her.
She was, for the moment, a total animal. Nothing mattered except the fire within her loins, and she was determined that he was going to drive that same fire from her, exorcising it through the orgasm that hovered between them like a shadow waiting to be freed.
"Goddamnit kill, me! Fuck me to death… fuck me wild!" she screamed, grabbing at his back, scratching it in the process but not caring, wanting nothing but to feel his cock explode inside her pussy.
Finally it happened.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhh…" he groaned, feeling the rush of hot cum as it shot up through his shaft, making it suddenly expand, then shoot its load of hot, sticky jam deep into her pulsing cunt.
"Fuck!" she screamed, as suddenly her cunt seemed to dissolve, shattering into a thousand pieces as wave after wave of release shot through her body.
Again and again she came, feeling at the same time his juicy jam as it shot deep inside her, making her cunt even more sticky, slimy, warm.
She loved it.
Nothing was better than this.
Nothing in the world.
She realized that if she had her way, and her body could sustain it, she would do nothing but fuck all day every day for the rest of her life.
Finally, exhausted, she allowed his cock to slip from her pussy.
This was heaven.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The next day, after the staff had prepared a breakfast of bacon and eggs which Mavis made certain everyone ate, she called the group together and spoke to them.
"Now that we know each other a little better," she said, grinning, a ripple of laughter ran through the group, "we're ready for the next part of the weekend. I want everybody to go downstairs and get in the pool together. And, by the way, swimsuits are out."
Dick was the only one uncomfortable, and that was because he hadn't seen Merril at all since he left the room the previous night with Alecia. He wondered how she had spent the night and, more importantly, with whom she had spent it. He was angry with himself for feeling this way; he realized that jealousy, under the circumstances, was silly. But he couldn't help himself.
Mavis arrived a few moments later and, after stripping casually, joined the rest of them in the pool. Once there, she began by asking everyone to relax and try to forget about everything that was in their mind. She spoke in soothing tones, almost like someone teaching a class in meditation, until she felt that what she was saying had achieved the desired effect.
She looked around the pool.
Everyone was stretched out on their back, half floating with their eyes closed, listening to her as she spoke.
"All right," she said. "Does everybody feel relaxed?"
There was a general murmur of agreement.
"Good. Now, if anybody feels upset or threatened by any of what I'm about to say, remember you don't have to have anything to do with it if you don't want to. But," she added with a smile, "after last night I think that's not likely to happen."
"First of all, I want each of you to think of a fantasy. It might be one that you've had in the pest, or it might be one that's suggested to you by what's happened to you here in the last twenty-four hours. Okay? Then, if you want to and if it's reasonable, we'll see if we can make it happen."
She stopped.
She could tell from the smiles on several faces that the idea was a pleasant one. Indeed, how could it be anything other than pleasant?
"All right, who wants to go first?" Jim spoke up immediately.
"I've got one I've had since I was fifteen."
"Okay. Go ahead."
"Well, it's nothing particularly special to most people, but to me it's been a physical impossibility. I want to fuck a woman's asshole."
"I can see where that might be a problem for you," Mavis responded, thinking about the giant cock that had just barely been able to fit inside her cunt the previous afternoon.
Everyone laughed.
"Any volunteers?" Jim asked, knowing that it was unlikely that anyone would be willing to help him out. It was always this way.
No one moved.
Finally, it was Mavis herself who answered. "I'll do it."
Everyone looked at her as if she were crazy. She wished that Jim hadn't been the first to speak, but since he had, she realized that it was important that he gets positive response to his fantasy, or the whole thing might fall apart.
She stood up, water dripping from her naked body. Jim gulped. He hadn't expected anybody to take him up on his fantasy; least of all her.
But, on the other hand, he couldn't think of anyone he would rather ram his cock into than Mavis. In fact, right now she looked even better than Alecia, and that, he realized, was saying a lot.
He stood up.
"The rest of you can do whatever you want for the time being," Mavis said. "If you want to watch, that's fine."
Then she smiled and began walking across the room toward a large divan, drying herself as she went. Shows beginning to wonder if this was such a brilliant idea after all.
Merril, still in the pool, got up to follow thorn across the room. She wasn't certain why, but she definitely wanted to we what was about to happen. She had seen Jim's cock, and she couldn't believe it was going to fit in Mavis?
But she was wrong.
As Jim stood over Merril, who was sitting on the divan, he could feel his cock getting rigid. Just the thought of jamming it into her tight asshole was sough to cause the blood to rush into his tool, engorging and enlarging it so that it jutted out in front of his body like a piece of timber.
Seeing this, Mavis looked up and smiled. The more she thought about it, the more she was intrigued by the prospect of feeling that monster inside her us, reaming her so powerfully that she would be totally unconscious of everything but the sensation of his presence within her.
But she needed moms help.
At the end of the divan, inside a drawer, was what she was looking for.
Massage oil.
But she wasn't going to use it as massage oil.
Well, not exactly, anyway.
Jim was towering over her now, his cock fully erect, waiting impatiently for her to do something.
"Come hem," she whispered, staring at his cock and wanting to put hr hands on it, to feel its strength just before it banged into her ass.