Then his finger pushed into the tight, grasping shithole, ramming all the way in, making her buck uncontrollably.
Felice had Ernie's full length of hardened cock filling her mouth and part of her throat. She sucked the prick with energetic gusto, chewing on the hairy base. Then she pulled the lengthy cock out of her mouth and began lapping his balls, making them tighten and draw up against his body. He shook as she took some of the loose scrotal skin between her teeth, nipping and pulling on the hairs. Ernie could feel his cock whack against her chin as her hand began rubbing it.
She finally released his balls and pulled him down even more, staring, directly into his asshole. Then her tongue leaped out and attacked it, pushing against the resisting elastic ring of his sphincter.
Ernie felt as if someone were trying to shove an electric prod up his ass. He continued pushing his finger in and out of her rectal cavity.
Felice squealed and withdrew her tongue from Ernie's asshole so she could replace it with her finger again. She drove the finger straight in, feeling him buck hard as her digit rammed home. At the same time she rotated her cunt against his lusting tongue, feeling an orgasm beginning to build in her oversensitive cunt. The flaming core of her pussy accepted his lashing tongue as he sucked out the tantalizing flow of juices.
Ernie realized he had her going good, now. There was every probability he could make her come quickly by chewing on her fully-extended clit and shoving two fingers into her pussy, while another finger continued working in her anal canal. But her climaxing without him was no good. No, Ernie decided to hold her orgasm back a little longer.
Felice's thighs surrounded Ernie's face, her squeezing asshole shoving back hard on his finger as she returned her head between his wide-open thighs, her finger tilling his asshole and her other hand tightly gripping the solid base of his hard cock.
Ernie was sucking on her sweet cuntlips while his left forefinger continued fucking between her heavenly white asscheeks, naming deeper and deeper into her asshole.
"Oh Jesus!" Felice was yelling. "Great God!" she cried, her finger violently shoving in and out of Ernie's rectum while her mouth became filled with his long, thick cock. She crammed the entire length of meat into her mouth and down her throat, squeezing the softness of her throat around the rubbery head. She was rubbing and humping her pussy against his mouth and tongue, actually forcing her cuntlips into his wide-open mouth.
Meanwhile, Buddy was rhythmically punching his hard cock deep into Misty's throat. His mouth was bathed with Misty's juices as she was reaching one hasty pinnacle after another without stopping. He knew, all he had to do was climax once, and the whole thing would be over. This was probably the wildest piece of ass he'd ever known, and he had known more than his share of women.
Buddy felt the mad thrill begin surging inside him. He was going to come, and it was all due to the splendid way Misty was gobbling his cock. He shot his wad deep into Misty's throat at the same time Ernie unleashed his spunk into Felice's gullet. And the blonde matched him by coming, herself.
It was a tie.
CHANTER ELEVEN
It was the best Cousin's Club meeting they'd ever had. The addition of the three new couples had enhanced the games.
Harlan and Benny were the next two males selected. And their partners were Susan and Becky. Once again it was Ernie who decided what game should be played. This one was going to be slightly different.
First, the two women joined in a lesbian sixty-nine position on the floor, with Susan underneath and Becky on top. Each glued her mouth to the lush, swollen pussylips of the other.
Harlan lifted Susan's buttocks up so he could fit a pillow underneath. This brought her asscheeks in line with his cock.
Benny knelt behind Becky and pressed his solid cock against her tight anal ring.
"This time," Ernie announced, "the orgasms don't have to be jointly attained. The female who wins is the one who makes the other female come first. This way each woman will be striving to do her best to make the other woman climax first. The man who wins will be the one who helps the winning female. In other words, if Becky comes first, Susan is the winner, but so is Benny because his prick will have helped bring about Becky's orgasm. Ready! Go!"
Becky's face was resting in Susan's cunt, nipping lightly at the hairs. Her burning breath flowed through the bushy thatch, her sensitive fingers just barely touching Susan's skin.
Susan, her own mouth already sucking strongly on Becky's moisture-laden cuntlips, nibbled at Becky's clitoris. She let her tongue roam over it again and again, applying heavy pressure as the penis-like head of the pin-sized clit came swelling out to greet her tongue.
Harlan, meanwhile, was letting Becky's tongue wash over his cock so he could slide it easily into Susan's tight ass. He felt Becky take the time to stop laying Susan's cunt long enough to coat his blood-swollen prick with her slippery spittle. The tongue ran up and down, lapping on all sides, and finally, she let him push his cock down her throat for a moment, just to give it a final coating.
To Harlan, it felt so good he was tempted to forget about Susan's asshole and just let his steaming cock bask in the warmth of Becky's mouth.
Withdrawing his solid meat from Becky's mouth, he premed the rubbery, leaking tip of his prick against Susan's tight asshole. He knew Susan was purposely keeping her ass muscles tightly clenched in order to make entry more difficult for him. But Harlan realized he would eventually make his way in with patient persistence. So he pushed harder, literally forcing his rubbery knob to probe into Susan's tightness. His prickhole continued leaking more, and more lubrication, and all the oil bathed the tight ring into which he was trying to fuck.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of resistance, Susan's sphincter slowly began yielding, and his hard prick began to slowly enter. At first it seemed as if the sphincter were attempting to push his cock out, but once he'd sunk his prick halfway in, her gripping asshole sucked him the rest of the way in with no difficulty whatsoever.
Feeling the huge cock penetrate her asshole, Susan rotated her ass, clutching tightly, doing her best to keep him from moving his prick too quickly inside her. She was used to feeling Buddy's thicker cock reaming her ass, so holding Harlan was no great problem. She tried harder than ever to concentrate on sexless things while shoving her tongue against Becky's snatch.
Becky, meanwhile, was in a frenzy. Poised over Susan's slavering cunt, she felt Benny's cock slide right into her tight asshole and begin fucking vigorously. The silly prizes meant nothing to her, knowing she would have an orgasm soon enough, anyway. The big question was, could she lick Susan to her come first?
She had never lapped a woman before. When she had been selected for this particular game, the idea of lapping another woman's hole made her feel queasy. Then she thought how many times Merton had kissed, lapped, and sucked her cunt, and she figured, if Merton could do it, so could she. Hell, she could feel Susan's mouth nibbling away without the slightest hesitation. Well then, why shouldn't she?
Squealing with delight, shoving her ass hard against Benny's cock, she plunged her face down into Susan's pussy as if she meant to shove her head inside.
Susan, despite trying not to think about what was going on, was lubricating in buckets, and the sticky, slippery cuntjuice was smearing itself all over Becky's face.
Becky realized Susan's oil was as tasteless as the colorless liquid often seeping from the head of Merton's delicious cock, and so she opened her mouth and swallowed a big gob of the stuff, jamming her face deeply into the pink-lipped slash. Eagerly she sloshed her mouth trough the steaming cunt channel, anxiously licking the slippery slot. Swan's thick cuntjuice clung to her face, from her forehead to her chin. Becky opened her mouth wide and pasted her lips to the hairy muff. She made hungry sounds as her tongue stroked deep into Susan's flaming snatch.