Slowly, lingeringly, he ground his hips around and around. His front thighs flattened out against the lovely kneeling blonde’s jutting, springy rear globes while the full length of his swollen phallic javelin continued writhing about inside her distended rectal interior. The valley down the center of Linda’s beautiful bottom broadened that much more. She sighed gustily into her sister’s cunt as her mouth continued slurping and lapping, thirstily, drinking the oozing cream therein. Her creamy white, enticing rear-ovalled cheeks spread themselves wide apart to accommodate the full length of his drilling masculinity, happily submitting to the fabulous length and breadth of the expanded rod of flesh and muscle with which he was delightfully buggering her.
There was no question but that Linda loved the continually relentless rearward invasion of the man’s pulsing penis, thrilling to the way it rushed in and out of her tight, narrow rectal channel, exploring the hot, tautly resisting constriction of her anus. Delighted cries and whimpers of pure, unadulterated bliss trembled from her lips and were muffled by the other woman’s writhing, squirming pussy. The pretty blonde’s broad hips continued grinding back unabashedly for a further expanding of her narrow rectum.
The woman was extremely tight in her rear passage, so tight in fact, that her rectum and her anus—the vising mouth of her ass —became formfitting, like a sleeve designed perfectly and especially for the man’s throbbing cock. Every stroke filled him with total sensation and made him jerk and shudder in delighted pleasure. He did his best to make it last for Linda’s sake. Al was well awareshe was getting thrilling enjoyment from all this, and he was certain that any woman who actually went so far as to take broom handles up her ass was capable of attaining an anal climax. He found himself making solid, virile thrusts into her, tunneling into the innermost depths of her narrow asshole.
Now he began pushing his penile head deeply into her, it reached into her colon, and that, apparently, was what Linda had wanted. She responded by slamming her buttocks back so solidly, Al was afraid he would break some pelvic bones. The pressure was becoming overpowering in her anus, and Linda was unable to restrain herself any longer. She pushed back again and again, her mouth crammed firmly into her sister’s seething cunt, her hands squeezing the fullness of Debbie’s cannon shells, and then she was climaxing.
“Uyuurrrphhhmhimfffraauidijww rrrggglllphhh… hiihuibttimmph hhhlllrrrbibblllmm mfifmmmkerrggghhh!” she bellowed into the depths of her sister’s dribbling pussy, her raspy tongue rubbing against Debbie’s clitoris so repeatedly, it was Debbie’s turn to climax. She came anally as well, because of the carrot.
“AaaaaaiiiyyyyaaaggiiiiiI-IIIII-gggggghhhaaaggghhhaaaarrgggh hhaaannngiighhhuuurkrggghiih!” she shrieked, writhing all over the bed, her head slamming against the pillow beneath a multitude of times.
Now it was Al’s turn. He pumped hard into Linda’s ass, and he began firing violently into her asshole, squirting blast after blast of burning jism into her. It flooded into the heatedly pliant shelter of her rectum and colon as Al, unable to yell, merely gasped with groans of pleasure so poignant it was almost painful.
His hotly gripped penile organ continued spitting jet after jet of flaming seminal fluid into the helplessly kneeling blonde, and she loved every firing squirt of it. Dimly, he heard the mingled squeals of both women. He thought it was fabulous that the two women were climaxing at virtually the same time as himself. It was as if all three of them were linked together, somehow.
He remained hunched weakly over the lovely blonde’s back for some time before allowing his body to slip sideways so his limp cock pulled out as he lay on the bed next to the women. Both women kissed him, kissing his mouth, his body, and his groin, sweaty as he was at the moment. Debbie removed the carrot, dropping it on the floor.
Al slid his body upward and clamped his hands on Debbie’s lovely head, forcing her beautiful face into his crotch. She licked his sticky cock again and again, cleaning it of its adhering sheen of sperm—sperm that had backed up out of her sister’s asshole.
The three of them began toying with one another, now. To begin with, Al played with Linda’s breasts and vagina while Debbie’s wonderfully expert mouth slowly brought his cock to a brand-new erection. Linda gasped when she saw it, amazed he was capable of growing one so quickly. Then Debbie rose, rolled Al onto his back, climbed onto his cock, and rode it until she had climaxed three separate times, Al not shooting at all. Then she collapsed.
Debbie finally rolled off him and fell asleep. Wearily, Al got up and staggered into the bathroom. He emptied his bladder and flushed, shaking off his penis, then washing it with a handful of soap and water when Linda entered the bathroom. The two of them looked at each other for a moment, and then her eyes flicked to his extended penis, still as rock-hard as ever. She walked over to him and gripped his throbbing cock as if it were a lever, and the two of them began kissing and fondling. The hard, hot bar of throbbing cock rose between them. It burned against both their bellies. Smiling, Al turned her. Linda got the message immediately and bent at the waist. She stood that way, her hands planted on the closed toilet lid, and he again pushed into her sperm-slick asshole. Standing, he fucked it slowly and rhythmically. Linda, who had been aroused at the mere thought of this again, popped off two rectal orgasms, one after the other. Then it got to Al and he speeded up his tempo, ready to deliver another blast into her ass.
At that moment the bathroom door opened, and Debbie stood there, cursing, saying, “Damn both of you! You’re giving it to her again! You didn’t shoot into me! I’m entitled to this load of sperm.”
“When you’re right, you’re right,” Al told her, and pulling his cock from Linda’s asshole, he grabbed Debbie by the hair, forced her to her knees, and shoved his cock down her throat just in time. Two strokes later, he was firing his next load of seed down her gullet. The pressure of his cock wasn’t enough to make Debbie climax, and before he left the apartment, Al had to make her peak with his mouth.
When he finally did leave, both women were smilingly asleep. He knew the two of them would straighten out, now.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
When Ann Mason came to see Judy Borgen, she was tearful and her face was puffy, as if she had been crying. Judy knew Ann had been behaving because she’d had a good report from Ann’s employer, but she wondered what would make Ann behave so.
“It’s Bert,” she said, referring to Bert Karnstein, one of her other parolees, who had moved in with Ann less than a week earlier.
“What about Bert?” Judy asked, remembering the short man had only reported to her the previous Monday after his Saturday tryout with Ann. It was now Wednesday.
“He’s doing something wrong, I know it,” Ann insisted, her hands folded in the lap of her green dress.
“I’ve spoken to Bert’s employer,” Judy replied. “He has no complaints.”
“You don’t understand,” Ann told her. “He comes to the apartment, does his thing with me, and then insists that I cover for him if anyone should ask about him. He leaves and doesn’t come back until after midnight. He started it Sunday, the day after he moved in. So last night, I followed him.”
“Where did he go?” Judy asked. “Is it another woman?”
“Oh no!” Ann sobbed. “If he went with another woman I’d have known that without following him. He’s as virile as ever every evening. But he went to a warehouse, and I managed to get a look inside. I saw him hanging around with a whole bunch of men who would be considered unsavory. I don’t want Bert to go back to prison, but if I tell him I know where he’s been going, and that I think he’s planning something illegal, he’ll either move out on me, or he might tell the men he’s with, and they’d possibly hurt me.”