She heard the man draw in his breath as her lips past off the head and molded themselves to his shaft. Breathing through her nose, Elizabeth slowly took three inches of the hefty cock into her loving mouth. Her tongue worked on the bottom of his shaft, pushing his spongy glans against the roof of her mouth. This drew added gasps from the man and some more talk from Julie.
"That's a good slut…suck that big dick!..your stud is loving your hot mouth…God, you ought to see his face."
Elizabeth was imagining his face in her mind; she was still thinking about Antonio, imagining it was his Latin cock she was blowing. Blind, without the use of her hands and bent over as if in prayer, she began twisting her mouth in a corkscrewing motion around shaft as she bobbed her head up and down.
Julie was loving the lascivious sight of sister sucking brother, of the innocent farm boy being blown by his sexually liberated, big city sister. Something that she'd orchestrated, the ultimate sin, and neither would ever know.
Being an only child, Julie would never be able to experience what had to be the most intimate, most intense, sex imaginable. Ever since she was fourteen and she'd heard rumors about some kid at school, rumors about things she'd done with an older brother, she'd imagined having a sibling of her own. A sister that would share her bed…but her parents had not considered having another child after Julie's birth.
Now she was living out her fantasies through Jim and Elizabeth. Tweaking her small stiff nipples and rubbing her groin against the side of the bed, she watched the girl she loved rotate her lips on the top portion of her brother's crimson-hued member. Jim still had his right hand around the base, holding it steady under Lizzie's unrecognizable gyrating head. The top of his fist was slick with his sister's glistening saliva; Julie could see small rivulets of spit on the two inches of Jim's shaft between his fist and the lowest apogee of Elizabeth's full lips.
"Feed her that prick, stud!…Jack it in her mouth!" Julie ordered as the idea came to her — she wanted to see them do everything. Jim looked at her with lidded eyes as she ran her left hand on his shoulder. Julie made a jacking motion with her right hand so he would understand and saw that he got the message.
'Fuck, Julie, you're gonna kill me!' Jim wanted to say. Kitten was giving him the best blowjob he'd ever had and she wanted him to whack himself too? 'Oh, I'm sure that'll just prolong the whole thing.'
But he knew he had to do what she said; it was part of their agreement. For all he knew, it was something that Kitten had requested!
Gritting his teeth to keep from groaning anymore than possible, he began stroking his slippery dick and felt Kitten's soft lips bang into his fingers.
"That's it! Do it harder…harder," Julie encouraged him and he picked the pace up, the frequency of his strokes sometimes coinciding with Kitten's twisting lips and sometimes not. Jim was enjoying the feeling but he didn't think it could last long. It was all too much.
Beside him, Julie stood and ran her hands back through her hair. She looked like she'd been having sex, all flushed with excitement.
'God, let me fuck Julie before I leave!' Jim almost prayed. 'Just once between those legs!' He watched her legs as she moved her knees on the mattress, onto the space between the side of the bed and Kitten's hip. Julie's left hand lovingly stroked one of Kitten's latex forearms as her right hand moved from view behind the shiny red hillocks of Kitten's upthrust derriere.
Kitten squealed around his throbbing rod, then began moaning as she continued blowing him.
Elizabeth was seeing stars in the darkness before her eyes as she willed herself to continue sucking the client's prick. This was undoubtedly the wildest scene Julie had ever gotten her into. Her body felt super hot in the confines of the suit, the client was beginning to hump up into her mouth, sending his cockhead into the opening of her throat while he fisted himself against her lips, and now, Julie's long finger was working its way in her pussy. It was only a matter of who would come first — her or the client.
Jim couldn't take anymore blowjob — he was going to shoot any second. He wanted to shoot his load in Kitten's super mouth but he wanted to show Julie that he could give Kitten more.
'Fucking her after all this..that'll show Julie!' he decided. He felt himself beginning to lose control and hurriedly pushed Kitten up and off his hair-trigger erection with his left hand on her throat. Kitten sucked in a breath and then moaned blindly at his chest.
For a second he thought he'd cut it too close. He tightly squeezed his shaft just below the head and felt his sperm begin the journey from his balls and then back up as it found no exit.
"Aaaaggghh," he growled as he waited for the pressure to ease. It did after about thirty seconds. He opened his eyes, slowly let his hand relax and watched a thin stream of cum bubble out of his pisshole.
He looked up to see Julie push Kitten back on her haunches and then she sat by his stomach and kissed him. Her lips felt feverish as he was sure his did also.
He moved his face into her hair and whispered, "I want to fuck her." She whispered back, "That can be arranged."
Chapter 13
Elizabeth wasn't sure what was happening. It had sounded like Julie's client had maybe shot his wad; he'd groaned after pushing her mouth away. All she could do was wait and see what Julie made her do next. The bed shifted a few times but no one was talking. She wondered why the client hadn't spoken, usually they liked to talk dirty or whisper sweet nothings but this one was letting Julie do all the talking.
'He's a strange one…but I like him.'
The bed shifted again and she felt a pair of feet push against her thighs.
"Up on your knees," Julie said just to her left.
She stood on her knees and felt Stud's feet slide under her. Then she felt Julie's hand grab her upper arm and steer her forward.
"Per your wishes, your stud is ready to fuck your hot pussy," Julie's sensuous voice informed her.
'Per my wishes? What the hell's Julie talking about?' Elizabeth wasn't really surprised; a guy pays what this guy is paying, he's gonna want to finish in what he was paying for. And on this occasion, at least, Elizabeth was glad. There was something about this guy that really turned her on.
She felt his thighs filling the gap between her knees and then a pair of hands wrapped around her latex-covered ass and she was pulled against him. She felt the hot poker of his cock mashed against her crotch, right against her clit. Wantonly, she rubbed herself against his hardness.
Jim rubbed right back at the shiny lapfull of woman, pulling her ass into him. She was grinding herself on his sandwiched cock like a pro, the rubbery-slick E-size bust of the suit rubbing into his chest, her slack mouth only nine or ten inches from her own, her red lipstick all but gone now, the remnants smeared.
Whoever she was, she really was getting her money's worth.
"Look at that cockteaser," Julie said from her new position on her knees by the side of the bed just behind Kitten, the lapdancer. "She's looking forward to this…her pussy's still leaking all kinds of juice." Julie must have had a great view between Kitten's spread legs. "Enough fucking foreplay. Pull her ass up, Stud!"
Jim dipped his hands lower, reaching for the bottom swells of her ass. The back of the crotchless area of the suit had exposed skin there and it made Jim's cock throb to think the suit could also accommodate a little anal action. With his palms full of latex and his fingers dug into her silky ass, he lifted her hips higher.