The pressure of his lips against her clit was almost enough to make her come.
Susan's thighs slapped hard against Merton's cheeks and temples, then tightly imprisoned him between them. But it was the kind of incarceration Merton loved, and he had no intention of freeing himself.
The worm-like clit was Merton's primary area of concentration. His tongue laved over the inner parts of her slick pussylips. His burning breath penetrated into the flaming depths of her twat.
Susan's legs kept flailing against Merton's back, urging him to lick and suck faster. Her heels kept kicking him on his back, and she was shrieking out her ecstasy.
Finally Merton stopped working on the sensitive clit and let his tongue plunge into the depths of her cunt. Susan's ass rose a good eight inches into the air, as if someone had stuck a pin in her.
She spread her thighs wider, letting her pussylips open more, and now nearly all of Merton's face was being washed by her slavering cuntlips.
Sydell found the couch was getting a bit crowded, and so she had Benny lie flat on the floor on his back, and with her knees on either side of his head, lowered her wide-open cunt onto his face. Her lush forest of thick, long cunt hair spread over his face like the legs of a spider. Her gaping, pink cunt had a sweet, pungent odor.
The pussy came straight down and sucked in Benny's face. His eyes, nose and mouth were totally covered by her soft membranes as her clitoris rubbed between his eyes. Sydell was already rubbing her sodden cunt against his lapping tongue, shivering and shuddering, doing her best to maintain her balance without using her hands. Benny could feel her clit sliding in and out of his mouth, rubbing across his lips as she moved back and forth.
It was good-tasting, Benny had to admit to himself. Maybe it wasn't Felice's clit, but it was a good clit. And the black hairs were a change from Felice's blonde thatch. Inhaling the delightful aroma of the pussy made his nostrils dilate and quiver. He could feel his cock swelling. The more he ate, the hotter he became.
Benny opened his mouth wider and gulped more and more of Sydell's juices, which in turn caused her to rub her pussy all the harder against his lapping tongue.
God, she thought, if it hadn't been for Ernie, she might never have discovered the supreme enjoyment of having her cunt eaten.
She thought back to that first party they'd had, when Harlan had fucked her hot little cunt so hard, his cock had almost rubbed off the outer layers of skin on her vaginal walls. The sight of Buddy pounding his burning prick into Laura had really gotten to her. She and Jack had agreed it was time they joined in, and both had undressed.
Harlan had also undressed, though Nanette had been holding back, and while Jack, because of his natural timidity was afraid to approach Nanette, Harlan had come right over to her. His hands had rubbed her tits, and she knew she was going to fuck him. He had dropped her right there on the floor, and that was when he had given her the fucking of her life.
Immediately afterward, Ernie, who had abandoned Susan so Jack could take over, had really fucked Nanette good. When he'd finished with her, he'd walked over to her, his come-covered cock dangling between his thighs, swaying from one side to the other. And when she had begged him not to fuck her because Harlan had made her so sore, he had automatically grabbed her neck and simply shoved her face toward his meat.
At first, Sydell had thought she would be disgusted. But her mouth opened and the stiffening prick slid right in. And she liked the taste. She liked it so much, she let her mouth work freely over the full length of hot, tubular flesh, wanting more of the taste of the stuff she'd already licked off. In what had seemed like almost no time, she found her tongue and lips had brought him to blissful fulfillment, and he unleashed a splash of semen into her mouth.
From that time on, she had sucked Jack's cock almost every night, and he had learned to eat her pussy properly.
Benny was also a natural pussy gobbler. He was burning up with an inner passion of his own as his slurping tongue drove her to the highest peak.
Benny was really enjoying himself. Sydell's fragrant, tasty pussy made him hotter and hungrier, and he ate madly. His tongue worked in and out of her delicious hole.
The rich pinkness of Sydell's inner lips turned a deep, rich red. Her ass bounced as the outer cuntlips began fluttering open and springing shut. Her body stiffened, and suddenly she was climaxing, crushing him between her tightening thighs. The internal oils began splashing into Benny's hungering mouth. His mouth was stretched widely open, and one burst of lubricant followed another into his waiting throat.
Even as Sydell completed her climax, Laura was attaining her orgasm. Her body became rigid as Ira's sucking mouth drained her flowing juices with loud, gobbling, lip-smacking sounds until he was satisfied he'd sucked out every drop of her cuntjuice.
And then it was Susan's turn. Merton's lapping tongue rubbing against her clitoris finally brought her on. Her body continued slamming up and down on the couch as her thighs enveloped Merton.
CHAPTER NINE
A brief rest ensued.
Nanette served another round of coffee and tea. When she finally put the cups in the dishwasher, everyone looked at Ernie. The games were about to really begin, and he was the one who always thought them up.
"We begin," he said, "with a wheelbarrow race. Nanette and Sydell are the two lightest women here. Clear the tables and chairs out of here, so we can have room."
The coffee table and all the chairs were carried into the kitchen, and then Nanette and Sydell bent over on all fours at the far end of the room.
The men drew lots, and Merton and Ira won.
Felice was ordered to suck on both their pricks until they were hard, and then Merton went behind Sydell, and Ira behind Nanette, and both men plugged in. Then each man reached down and grabbed the ankles of the two girls. Each wrapped his arms around the girl's waist so his hold on her was secure and his cock wouldn't pop out.
"Now," Ernie said, "the object is yew simple. The girls will walk an their hands across the room and back, moving once each time the man inside her plunges forward, and stopping each time he pulls back. You keep going back and forth across the room until the first man comes."
Ira, who had inserted his cock into Nanette's asshole earlier, had come so quickly that time he hadn't been able to appreciate her tightness. But now, with his hot, quivering prick buried up to the hilt in her cunt, he felt his burning cock being saturated with her swamp-like wetness. Her vaginal walls clung to his cock.
Nanette, balanced on her hands, felt the distended head of the flaring prick pull back as his fingers clutched her belly tightly. And then the swollen knob began drilling its way into her seething, burning hole. As it filled her cunt she moved her hands forward. The mass of cock inside her rammed all the way up into her until she felt his dangling balls tickle her clit.
Over the years, ever since Ernie had plumbed her pussy with his own thick meat, Nanette had been able to distinguish between one cock and another inside her. Having been accustomed to Harlan's cock for so long, Ernie's prick had a totally different feel to it.
Later, when Buddy, who had the thickest prick in the group, had fucked her, she had instantly been able to feel the difference between his cock, and those of Ernie and Harlan. And finally Jack had fucked her, with the thinnest prick, and she had been able to distinguish his from all the others, too.
Now she felt Ira's stubby five-incher inside. But for all its shortness it seemed to be reaching into her, trying harder to find the opening to her cervix.
Easing back out, he pumped his cock back into her, moving through the clutch of her grasping pussy. Her right arm moved forward. He pulled back and punched it forward again, and once more she moved her left hand forward.