Sharon glanced at the big pink cockhead stabbing toward her face from the snowy mounds of her mashed-together breasts.
"I hope you don't intend to cum," she said.
"Don't worry," Tom said. "I'm saving that first wad for your cunt."
"Is that a promise?"
He laughed and lengthened his stroke, so that Sharon had to turn her chin aside to keep it from interfering with the moist, seeping glans. "I double-guarantee it," he said. "I'm not shooting any jism on that pretty face, if that's what's worrying you. That load's going straight up your cunt and nowhere else."
Sharon relaxed and gave herself over to the enjoyment of this delightful new way of fucking. How glad she was now that she had let Tom try it! It was a wonderful preliminary to being fucked in the cunt, and she resolved that in the future she would have her breasts fucked as often as she could.
She'd forgotten all about Harry. But now he coughed, and she looked over at him. He was still sitting in the chair, beer can in hand, staring straight ahead, trying to look as if he were completely indifferent to the things going on around him.
Poor, mixed-up Harry, Sharon reflected; he must be suffering the torments of the damned. She'd have to think of some way to rid him of his inhibition about having sex in front of other people. It was tragic for a rugged, likable man like him to be afflicted that way, and she meant to do something about it.
Then, as Tom's shuttling cock sent wave after wave of pleasure throughout her whole body, she looked over at Steve and Janie on the couch.
Steve was still sitting on the side of the couch, but now his pants were down around his ankles, and he was leaning back on his elbows. Janie was kneeling on the floor in front of him, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked his cock. She was gobbling it greedily, making little moaning sounds.
But what fascinated Sharon most of all was the fact that Janie had put one hand behind her ass and was frigging her asshole with her finger, running it in and out its entire length, reaming her rectum with it as hard and as fast as she could. It was something Sharon had often enjoyed doing herself, and the sight caused her own asshole to squirm delightfully. If only she didn't need both hands to squeeze her breasts against Tom's cock, she'd treat her asshole to a good, hard rimming right this minute.
"Damn, this is good," Tom gasped, beginning to fuck her breasts even faster. "What terrific tits!"
Sharon lay watching Janie and Steve, entranced with the lovely picture they made. A pretty girl with a prick in her mouth was certainly the most beautiful sight in the world, she reflected… Well, not quite, she corrected herself. The most beautiful sight was a pretty girl with her tongue in another girl's cunt.
Suddenly she realized that Tom's cock was beginning to pulse alarmingly. She released her breasts at once and gently pushed the head of Tom's cock a little to one side, so that if he did come, his jism would merely splash on her shoulder.
"Don't you think you've fucked them long enough?" she said, smiling up at him.
"Yeah," Tom said, breathing rapidly. "I damn near got carried away there." He shook his head wonderingly. "Christ, baby, you have got some tits."
"I'm glad you like them," she said. "But I'd like my cunt fucked now, Tom."
Tom wiped the sweat from his forehead and crawled back between her knees. "No sooner said than done," he said. "I'm going to throw a fuck in you you'll never forget."
"Can I depend on that?"
"Damn right."
"And you won't cum too soon?"
"I won't until you say so. I got great cock control, Sharon, baby." He put his hand between her legs. "Great God!"
"What's the matter?"
"Your pussy's sopping wet. So's your ass. It's dripping off on the bed."
"Well, what did you expect?" she said, laughing.
"You must've really liked having your tits fucked, to juice so much."
"Tom, darling, I've only begun to juice. Wait'll you've fucked my cunt awhile; you'll see."
"You've got the juiciest, sweetest-smelling cunt I ever saw. How about if I eat it a little?"
"Oh, no you don't. I told you, Tom – I want to get fucked." She locked her legs around his waist, crossed her ankles, and reached down to take his cock in her hand. "Let me put it in for you."
She teased herself for a few moments, rubbing the big cockhead gently against the yearning lips of her cunt, making the lips pucker in little kissing movements against it.
"Wow!" Tom said, trembling with anticipation. "Where did you learn that?"
"It just comes natural," Sharon said as she let her cunt lips spread slowly around his glans. "Now. But push it up me slowly, Tom. I'm built very small."
"Man, are you ever," Tom said, easing an inch of his shaft into her. "You're even tighter than Janie over there."
"Oh? Have you fucked her?"
"Hell, I've fucked her in every hole she's got," Tom said, feeding Sharon another inch of his meat. "Especially her asshole."
"Really?"
"Sure. She loves it." He grinned. "Don't you?"
"I don't know. I've never been fucked back there," Sharon said, lifting her pussy a little. "Easy, Tom. Push it in a little slower."
"Well, what do you know," Tom said. "You'd never been fucked between the tits before, you said. And now you say you've never been fucked in the ass. How about your mouth? I'll bet you've been fucked there, haven't you?"
"Of course I have."
"But not in the ass, huh? Why not?"
"I was afraid it would hurt," she said. "I do like to rim myself with my finger, or have someone else do it. But even that hurts a little."
"It hurts good, though, doesn't it?"
"Yes."
"Well, a prick hurts a hell of a lot better. You ought to try it sometime."
"No, thank you. A prick's just too big. I'd be scared to even try." She felt the head of Tom's cock touch her womb, then pull back a little. "Fuck me slow and easy, right at first," she said. "And then, when I loosen up a little, fuck me as hard as you can."
As Tom began to fuck her, she looked over at Janie and Steve again. They had traded places on the couch. Janie was now sitting on the side, her legs spread wide, while Steve knelt on the floor between them, eating her pussy. Janie had pulled her nipples out as far as she could and was twisting them between thumb and forefinger. She was rolling her hips, pushing her pussy out in rapid little thrusts at Steve's face. When she saw Sharon looking at her, she smiled and winked, and then released one of her nipples long enough to kiss her fingertips and blow the kiss to Sharon.
Sharon blew her a kiss in return, then began to roll her own ass in a way that made Tom's cock press hard against first one side of her tight little sheath, then the other.
Then, just as she was really settling down to fucking, her attention was distracted by Harry's suddenly getting up from his chair with a loud, bored-sounding sigh. He stretched, yawned elaborately, and, without so much as a glance at anyone else, walked over to the small table where Tom and Steve had set the six-packs of beer. Very casually, he opened a fresh can, sampled it, and then strolled back to his chair and sat down again, looking off into the middle distance and sipping thoughtfully, as if he were the only one in the room.
Poor Harry, Sharon thought to herself. I've simply got to do something for him.
But then Tom's prick began to touch all the right places, and she closed her eyes and began to fuck.
"Harder, Tom," she said. "Fuck me harder."
He did, pistoning his cock into her as if he meant to flatten her womb against her backbone, lifting her ass six inches off the pillow with every thrust, his balls slapping against her asshole.