It was my turn now. I took my hands from their heads and slipped them down between the two men. I put my hands on each's lap. I rubbed my hands up and down against each crotch, my finger's seeking their cocks.
I found Jack's easily. He pressed it into my open hand with an upward thrust of his hips. His cock was hard and thick, and t felt the heat from his excitement through the material of his pants.
Alex's cock was semi-hard, but it seemed longer than Jack's. I wrapped my hand around it and squeezed the flesh, feeling my fingers sink into his cock. Even though he wasn't hard, Alex began to moan.
"You can't feel it that way," Jack said, pulling his mouth away from my tit. "Let me help you."
Awkwardly, he reached across his body with his free hand and tried to free his cock. He was careful not to lift his other hand from my cunt, least Alex take possession of that choice softness. He struggled with his zipper, and his cock sprung free.
I wrapped my hand around it. The flesh was hot, and his cock was enormously thick. It wasn't particularly long, but he made up for it in width. I had to stretch to get my fingers around his stubby thickness.
Alex made no move to open his pants; he seemed content to suck on my tit and fondle my cunt.
But I wasn't content, and I slipped my hand up his crotch until I found his zipper. I pulled the zipper down and put my hand inside of his pants. I fumbled through his underwear, found his cock, and pulled it free.
The organ was still flaccid. But it was long; very long. It flopped up and down in my fist as I moved my hand up and down its length, attempting to arouse some life in it. The flesh was hot, but his cock was only semi-hard.
With both my hands wrapped around the two men's cocks, I began to jerk them off. I ran my fists up and down against their crotches, feeling the flesh of two cocks slide hotly through my hands.
Jack moved his hand first. The confines of clothing was frustrating for his fingers. He ran his hand down my thigh, to the hem of my dress, then he slipped his hand up the dress. His fingers touched my cunt. He cupped the mound, pressing his hard palm against the hair, and he pushed a finger down, between the lips of my cunt. My cunt was wet, and his finger slid through the lips and buried itself in my pussy. His fingers were like his cock-thick and stubby, and he jammed his finger up inside of my cunt. I pushed down with my hips to match his blunt, upward thrusts. He pulled his lips from my tit
"Hey!" he exclaimed. "She's got no panties on!"
For some reason the idea excited him. "No fucking panties!" he repeated.
"Don't waste your breath on Alex," I said. I moaned as his finger thrust in and out of my cunt. "He doesn't even have a hard-on!"
Jack leaned forward. "You're kidding."
Alex had moved his hand from my cunt when Jack began to explore under my dress. He had his hand back on my tit, and was holding it in place while his lips and tongue caressed the nipple. He pulled his face back when Jack looked at him, and a blush of redness colored his cheek.
Jack looked at his cock, still half-awake in my hand. It flopped back and forth like a dead fish as my hand moved up and down its length.
"What's the matter?" Jack asked. "Not interested?"
"No!" Alex denied. "I'm so fucking shook up, I can't believe it! I just can't get hard!"
"Maybe it's the drink," Jack suggested. "That happens sometimes."
I bent forward. "Maybe I can help."
I took Alex's cock in my mouth. It was soft and thin, and the flesh tasted cool and smooth. I forced his entire length into my mouth. It fit only because he wasn't hard, and the flesh bent and compressed against the wetness of my mouth.
"Suck him, Carol!" Jack cheered. "Suck his cock."
I wasn't altogether ignoring Jack. As I bent to suck on Alex, I turned my hand around so that I could still touch Jack's cock. My hand was bent behind me, and my fingers circled his thick organ. While I sucked on his nephew's prick, I still managed to move my hand up and down Jack's stubby cudgel.
Jack, too, wasn't just a voyeur. His hand was still on my cunt, and his finger was pushing in and out of the hole. His knuckles were pressed up against the front part of my cunt, and he was running the backs of his fingers through the hair on my mound.
Alex started to come to life. I felt his cock begin to stiffen under my tongue. I ran my lips over the crown of his cock, and felt it growing under my touch. His organ began to straighten and slip from my lips. I ran my face down his cock, and pressed my lips against his pants. I felt the head of his cock tickling against the back of my throat.
I began to pump my lips up and down Alex's cock, running my mouth from the tip of his organ to as far down as I could swallow without gagging. His cock was hard now, and I could only get about three-quarters of him into my mouth. My lips tightened around the sides of the organ as I plunged up and down. His cock was still rather thin, but now it was more than adequately long.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Jack said. "I'm getting jealous! Suck my cock, too!"
On the very next upward slide of my head, I disengaged my mouth from Alex's cock. It popped suddenly from my lips with a wet, smacking sound. I straightened my back against the sofa and tried to catch my breath for a moment before I applied my attack to Jack's organ. My head was spinning with the excitement and the pounding throb of the liquor that was finally making its effect.
While I breathed, Jack readied himself for his pleasure. He dropped his hand from my tit, and removed his hand from my cunt. He lay back against the sofa, with his legs parted slightly, with that thick, tree-like piece of flesh standing like a rocket from his open pants.
I tried to bend to the side and suck Jack's cock, but his organ was too short, and my side hurt. I could only get his head in my mouth.
I slipped from the couch to the floor, and pushed my way between his knees. I placed both my hands flat on his stomach and bent forward. I opened my mouth and began to suck his cock.
The sensation was strange. My mouth was accustomed to Alex's long, thin member. I had to stretch my lips wide to stretch them around Jack's cock. The strokes of my head were less severe, for Jack was smaller than Alex. I could fit his whole length in my mouth, but my lips were pulled into a wide O around his thickness.
Bending forward on my knees, I began to slide my mouth up and down along Jack's cock. I felt the sides of the fat organ slide past my teeth as my lips pulled in a thin line around the sides of his cock. My tongue slid back and forth in my mouth, applying friction to the head of the organ each time I pulled my mouth to the end of his tube. I wiggled my tongue into the slit on top of his cock, and Jack wrapped both his hands around my head, and pressed my open face against his crotch.
Finally aroused, it was Alex's turn to provide some excitement. From the comer of my eye, I watched him stand up from the sofa. His long, thin cock was still poking from his pants, bending slightly downward as he stood. He undid his belt buckle, and opened his pants. They fell down to his knees, and he was naked from the waist down. His cock of pale white flesh seemed almost colorless against the fine, white-blond forest of his pubic hairs.
"Jesus Christ!" Jack moaned, tightening his fingers around my head. "What a mouth! Suck it, baby! Suck it!"
Alex shuffled to a point behind my back. I followed him around as far as I could, watching him slide Ms feet forward in a rapid movement. His fallen pants, now bunched at his ankles, prevented him from moving any faster. I lifted my face as far as I could from Jack's crotch, but couldn't see where he was going.