Tracey groaned in pleasure as she felt the tongue circling her hard little clit. She knew she was near orgasm-the thought of the hairy boy performing cunnilingus on her in front of her husband and the others had excited her faster than she realized-and she thrust her hips forward as the boy's hard tongue lashed against the warm interior of her pussy.
"I'm going to cum!" Tracey screamed.
"Oh," Dave murmured, holding his hard cock under his tight jeans.
Carol dug her lips into the depths of Russell's buttocks and the boy worked furiously to bring Tracey to orgasm.
"Oh, God!" Tracey said, flinging her head back against the chair. She released her hands from Russell's hair and extended her arms into the air.
"Come, honey, come in his mouth," Dave said loudly, himself near the point of orgasm.
Then it happened. Tracey fell into the chair as if all the life had been suddenly drained from her body. She let her juices rush down the walls of her pussy, against the boy's probing tongue, over his beard and moustache. His saliva mixed with her sweet cunt juice.
A second later, Russell pulled his face from her wet crotch and knelt straight up in the air as Carol sucked at his asshole from behind. He grabbed his cock in his right hand and began pumping it as the girl's tongue lashed against his tight asshole.
Then he stood up, over Tracey, between her legs, facing the chair. He kept stroking his enormous long cock directly over her as she stuffed one hand in her pussy and grasped his hairy strong thigh with the other.
"Come on my breasts," she said, removing the hand from his leg to pull the top of her dress open. Her breasts fell out-Russell was amazed to see how large the nipples were, and how dark brown their color was. She rubbed them with her hand and the nipples stiffened, waiting to be bathed in his semen.
Carol knelt behind Russell and spread his cheeks with her hands and again ran her tongue over the tight opening to his asshole.
"Carol, put your finger up there. Please, finger-fuck me!" Russell said, beating his cock back and forth over Tracey's breasts. Carol obeyed. She applied saliva to his asshole with her mouth and then brought her middle finger directly to the hard opening. She pushed. It wouldn't enter. Russell moved his legs further apart, planting them firmly on the floor. Carol tried again. This time the finger moved past the lips of his anal opening, and she slid it as far into his asshole as she possibly could. He moaned.
"Oh, my God!" Russell said, feeling the violating finger slide up him. He pressed his ass down, planting his legs firmly on the floor, trying to get every bit of the girl's finger up there. He grasped his balls in the other hand and rubbed them as Carol began twisting and moving her finger within his hot anal canal.
Dave was shaking. Jerri turned to him to see him rubbing his penis through his pants. His fat cock was causing a lump to appear in his jeans down his right leg. Jerri pushed his hand away and rubbed it with her fingers. Dave stared at Russell, at the girl finger-fucking him from beneath, as the boy masturbated his long cock over his wife. It was too much for Dave-he had to let loose. Suddenly, to Jerri's surprise, her hand felt hot, wet. She looked down to the lump in his pants and she saw white liquid seeping through the jeans, at the tip of the crease that was his cock. She smashed her head to it, sucking through the jeans, trying to taste his semen, trying to drink it through his pants, trying to suck his cock as it poured out its juices.
At the same moment, as Carol shoved her finger as far up his ass as she could, Russell's semen exploded from the end of his long cock onto Tracey. The first jet of cum hit her face and dribbled down her cheek till she licked it into her mouth with her tongue. Then spurt after spurt of white thick semen hit her body -her breasts, directly on her nipple, her stomach, her pussy hair, her naked legs-as Russell did his best to direct each explosion to her body beneath him.
Carol could feel each contraction within his anus as the cum spurted from his penis. As soon as he stopped stroking his cock, she slipped the finger from his asshole and fell back to the floor. She was sweating. And she was excited.
Before Russell could turn around, Carol was taking her clothing off. Jerri was doing the same. Dave just sat watching, his pants leg wet with his cum. Tracey sat in the chair, feeling the spots of warm liquid on her body, still rubbing her pussy.
Russell sat on the floor, between Tracey's legs, and leaned back against the chair, resting his head between her thighs, against her pussy. She stroked his long brown hair for a moment and then stuffed some of it in the lips of her cunt. Then she licked the drop of his cum off her breast and sat back to watch Carol, who was now playing with her breasts on the floor.
Carol held her nipples in her fingers and squeezed them. She was lying with her back against the floor and her knees drawn up and wide open. Her pussy lips were visible under the hair of her pubic mound.
Jerri jumped up and quickly pulled her dress over her head and stood naked in the center of the room. She moved and positioned herself above Carol, planting her feet on either side of the girl, facing her feet. Then she fell to her knees, with her cunt above Carol's face, and let her body slowly meet the other. Soon they were in a sixty-nine position and their faces were buried in each other's crotch.
"Oh, God!" Tracey said, nibbling her pussy against the back of Russell's head. Russell's cock was hard again and he was stroking it up and down, wanting to come a second time.
Dave opened his pants. The sight of his sister performing a lesbian act with Carol had excited him again. He pulled his pants from his legs and took his sticky cock in his hand. In a moment it was hard again and he began beating it just as Russell was doing.
Carol and Jerri lashed their tongues in and out of each other's pussy lips. It was the first time in all the years they had lived together that they had performed oral sex on one another. They had often masturbated each other by finger-fucking, or perhaps sucking each other's breasts, but never once had their mouth lips and cunt lips met. It was a new thrill, a new experience for both of them. Jerri thought to herself, how strange, how alike my own body, and yet so different!
Their tongues lashed out at the same time, sending pangs of pleasure through their young womanly bodies. They rolled around on the floor as the others watched, becoming more and more excited by the passionate sexual embrace they were witnessing.
Russell looked past the girls to see Dave stroking his hard thick cock. Russell hadn't seen Dave naked till this moment and he was fascinated by the shape of Jerri's brother's penis. It was the thickest he had ever seen, even though it wasn't as long as his. He suddenly had the urge to suck it, but he was afraid Dave wasn't liberated enough for that yet:
Russell looked back to the girls again, watching them moan and groan as they nipped each other's little clit. No, he thought to himself, I'm not going to worry what he thinks. He hadn't sucked a cock in months and he was always one to give in to his urges. He got up and crawled the few feet to Dave.
At first Dave didn't know what was happening. Russell placed his hand over Dave's own, so Dave pulled his hand away, thinking Russell just wanted to touch his cock. No guy had ever touched his cock-except for a friend when he was young, but that didn't count-and suddenly a grown man who had just sucked his wife's juices from her cunt was now grasping his penis. Dave let Russell stroke his cock a few times, and he suddenly felt perhaps he was supposed to grab Russell's cock, but he didn't, he didn't know exactly what to do. He glanced to his sister on the floor. Her head was still buried deep in Carol's thighs. He looked back to Russell. Russell wasn't looking at him. He was staring at his cock.
In a swift move-one that didn't give Dave time to respond or reject or think about what was happening-Russell slid his head down the entire length of Dave's hard cock. Dave immediately felt the warm wet tongue slipping around the head of his organ, the lips sucking gently at the tip, the thrust of the head as it hit the base of the organ. It was a man sucking-or was it? -was it just a mouth sucking?