Benny shoved his tongue straight up into her ass.
He tightened the muscles of his tongue, making it as stiff and as solid as his aching cock. With the very tip of his tongue he searched through the crevice until he found the opening of her asshole. Pressing the tip of his tongue firmly against the opening, he pushed hard, and felt resistance. He pushed again, and still her ass muscle fought back. Again he pressed his tongue to her anal opening, and little by little the crack began to part.
Slowly his slick, wet tongue slurped its way into her anal channel, forcing the sphincter to part. He moved the tip around, licking all four anal walls at once, and Felice shuddered and writhed.
Then his tongue pushed in a bit deeper. The feeling was unbelievable. It had been months since she'd enjoyed anything this good, and it made her watery cunt tighten as her clitoris began extending itself. Reaching down with her own fingers, Felice began rubbing her sensitive clit as she wiggled her ass back and forth on Benny's reaming tongue.
Benny's face was crushed against her buns, locked between her asscheeks. His tongue now began withdrawing and attacking constantly, see-sawing inside her ass.
To Felice, the sensation of the burning, shocking tongue charging through her rectal chamber was a new, overwhelming excitement, and she felt thrill build upon thrill as she had in the early days of her marriage. She screamed, a long, high-pitched sound as her buttocks squeezed his face tightly in the best climax she'd had in nearly six months.
Benny knew she was coming by the way her pillowy asscheeks kept battering away at his face. Her asshole tightened around his plunging tongue, threatening to pull it out by the roots. Still, Benny kept thrusting it into her, his arms wrapped around her thighs, pulling her tightly against him, holding her until he'd squeezed every last bit of orgasmic feeling from her.
Felice fell forward on the bed.
Benny had been good to her. He had finally built her up to a new orgasm, making her feel good. She no longer was sorry about going to the Cousin's Club, knowing her husband had found another way to satisfy her without having to resort to outside influences.
Turning over, she sat up and stared at Benny, who was now sitting on the bed beside her. His hard, stiff cock was still standing up, quivering and beckoning to her to do something about it. After he'd been so good to her, she didn't dare refuse.
"I'll handle that," she whispered to Benny, kissing him long and hard on the mouth, while her hands wandered down to rub his cock.
Kneeling on the floor in front of his prick, she fondled his dangling balls, staring hard at his throbbing prick.
What a marvelous cock, she thought. His cock was something else. It was magnificent, standing strongly erect, powerful, rigid. The reddish-purple head shone with a brilliance that made Felice hungry for it.
"My love," she whispered, lapping at the purplish head with her tongue. She encircled the rigid shank with her tongue, rode it up and down. She probed into the slit at the top of the cock. Round and around her tongue went on the sensitive glans, touching the prick hole again and again. Her tongue washed over the thrilled cap again and again, running under the corona, then lapping straight down the underside, licking his balls quickly, and then returning along the topside of the quivering cock.
Benny unleashed a torrent of cum, watching her drink delightedly.
And then it was time for them to go.
CHAPTER SIX
Ernie Atkins was a tall, fat man, who, despite his weight, managed to attract more than his fair share of women. But Ernie saved his cock for his wife, Laura, a lush, beautiful brunette whom he had taught every sexual trick, position, and act in his vast mental storehouse. Of all the married first cousins belonging to the Cousin's Club, Ernie and Laura were not only the most versatile, but the most knowledgeable. He was the one who invented the new orgy games they indulged in every year.
Laura had been devoutly religious when she'd married Ernie, much like her cousin Susan. But where Buddy had taken a long time to bend, and finally break Susan's resistance, Ernie had initiated Laura to cunt-eating and cocksucking the first week of their marriage. Of all the cousins, Ernie and Laura were better adjusted sexually than any of the others.
At forty, Ernie was still a sex fiend. He usually fucked Laura every morning and every night just before bed. This being the one night when he wanted to conserve energy, Ernie figured he'd cop his wife's snatch one quick time before getting dressed.
Laura had the perfect body, lithe, trim, with well-developed muscles. Because of her supple frame, she could bend her body into any of a variety of positions. And it was while she was resting that Ernie came into the bedroom, locked the door to keep out his nosy kids, and said, "Okay honey, the Big Triple."
"Now?" she asked, cocking one eyebrow.
"Now," he nodded, taking off his slacks, shirt, and underwear.
Laura's superb body always made his sausage-like cock swell to its fullest. It was so thick, had it been longer it might well have been mistaken for a boa constrictor.
Laura had full tits, tipped with light-brown nipples. Her waist was firm, with no wasted flesh, and her hips were full and rounded.
He lay on the bed beside her, caressing her soft, tan flesh. She writhed and wriggled, squirming beneath his touch, automatically responding to his every move. Warmth flooded her veins. The flame in her wakening cunt was slowly building to fire.
Now his lips began kissing her throat, and slowly worked down her spine to the top of her ass. His tongue sliced right through the crack, licked lustily against the anus, plunged into her flaming cunt and lapped up all its juices. His lips nibbled on her nipples, each of which he sucked into his mouth like large lollipops.
"Now," he told her, backing away and watching her get into position.
For Laura it was no longer a difficult thing to do. Her muscles were limber and stretched easily. She lay flat on the bed, then sat up. Raising her left leg, she brought it up and back until her ankle hooked behind her neck. Her right leg followed suit, and there she was, with her chin resting directly above her pussy, her pink, cuntlips leaking luscious juices down into her asshole. A distance of less than six inches separated her asshole from her mouth, with her cunt in between.
"If you come before I do," she warned, "I'll bite your prick off."
"Have I ever failed you?" he laughed, then knelt in front of her on the bed and slowly moved forward on his knees.
Her luscious lips opened wide, forming an O, and his thick prick pushed its way between them, forcing them to stretch. He stroked his cock slowly back and forth, letting her warm mouth coat his cock with saliva. Then he withdrew his prick from her mouth and aimed a little lower, pushing it into her already-oiled pussy.
Once again his thick prick rode in and out a dozen times, touching all four walls of her pussy, stroking every inch of her clutching cuntlips. Her lubricating oils came flooding out and coated his invading prick with even more slickness.
Once again his cock withdrew, this time from the soaking sheath of her clasping cunt. Now he began pressing his ardent cock against the flowerbud of her asshole. Having been fucked so often by Ernie's cock, her anal ring parted easily, welcoming his cock deep inside.
"Ooooh, it feels good in there," she murmured, as he fucked her ass again and again. "Fuck me, good… gggggg."
His reaming cock, withdrew from her tight asshole, then plunged into her mouth again. It rubbed against her tongue and pressed against the roof of her mouth before plunging into her throat. Once again he withdrew his cock and inserted it swiftly into her itching twat, never missing a stroke. Back and forth his cock reamed. As he pushed forward, he felt her tongue leap out and lick at his hairy pelvis. Her arms reached out and went around his back, holding him close to her, making sure his cock wouldn't fall out.