I could detect the first symptoms of her going over the brink of orgasm – the panting, the writhing, the eyeballs rolling, and could feel the gushing of her fluids as her cunt responded to my violent thrusting, and knew that I, too, was about to release a torrent of liquid passion into the baby snatch that gripped my tool so firm and snugly. I was bumping the end of her canal, and could feel the head of my cock tapping the rock-hard mouth of her untouched womb, and I still had a couple of inches left. As our tempo mounted, my hands shifted to her hard round asscheeks and gripped them firmly, pulling her more and more into and onto my rigid cock. She was pushing and thrusting, moaning and whimpering as she drove herself to be impaled further and further on my spike of love.
Then we came.
Wave after wave of my loin juices spurted up into her hot cunt, and I could feel her rock and shudder with the jolting of each crest as it emptied and broke up in her belly. Her small cries of delight mingled with pain spurred me on, and I was wrung dry by her tight cunt walls. No snapping pussy was ever tighter when snapping than Lucy's was when relaxed, and the hotly moist pink linings milked my shaft till I was spent. We lay on the sofa, panting, and I could feel my cock relaxing and diminishing in the dark wet warmth of her private recesses. I glanced down, and saw that my come and her juices were intermingled and slowly seeping from the badly stretched lips that surrounded and held my tool. I withdrew slowly and got to my feet. Lucy could barely close her legs, her muscles were so sore, and standing was out of the question for a few minutes. She just lay there, smiling dreamily, her eyes full of love and warmth, and her hands idly massaging her huge breasts. They wandered down and across her young flat tummy and cupped her crotch. I knew she was gently stroking her clit to get the last vestiges of sensation from her first fuck. I looked across the room at the others.
They lay entwined, each girl with her cunt stuffed full of a grown man's cock, watching us on the sofa. Betty spoke up. "God, Doc, I wish I'd had someone that good and gentle when I lost my cherry. Shit, I had a dumb awkward boy that damned near discouraged me from ever trying it again. What you did was beautiful."
"I really was learning, right along with Lucy," said Harold Wilson. "I've always been a little leery of virgins till now, but hell I'd like one now."
"See? I wasn't kidding you, was I, Lucy?" Linda asked her twin sister.
"By God, if I had a daughter, I swear I'd bring her to you for breaking in, Doc. That was truly wonderful, the way you did it. Come to think of it, I've got a stepdaughter, but I'm not sure if she's a virgin. Can't ever tell, these days," said the sheriff.
Linda laughed. "Oh yes she is, Sheriff. We were all so scared of you that we wouldn't let her into our sex club, and I'll bet you ten to one she's still got her dumb maidenhead. She's hot to learn, and she's been pestering all of us club members, but like I said, we were scared shit-less of you. Till today. But if I'd known you had such a huge beautiful cock, and liked us little girls, we'd have gotten the show on the road a long time ago. Boy, outside of Doc, I've never had such a big total fuck in my life." She laughed and reached up and kissed him. "And I want some more of that before you leave today."
"It's all yours, m'love," the sheriff replied. "Anytime, all the time. Just help yourself."
"You're certainly generous," Linda kidded. "But you've got enough there I guess you can afford to give it away. In fact, just talking about it warms me up. Can I French you, Jim? You just lay back and let little Linda work on you. If I can get my jaws that far apart."
She smiled and yawned prodigiously and bent her head to her work. The sheriff's enormous glans disappeared and with one hand she stroked the remainder of his cock while the other lifted and tickled the huge bag of balls. We could see her cheeks fluttering and moving as her hot little tongue stabbed and rimmed the head of his shaft. Then gradually she lowered her face further and further along the length of his tool as the rapidity of her strokes increased. Jim lay back, alternately tensing and relaxing as the erotically moist warmth of her mouth soothed and excited him. His hands played idly with her mountainous tits that swung back and forth with her exertions. Then her arms encircled his hips and pulled him closer to her face as she valiantly struggled to engulf all of his tumescent cock. Her blonde hair was flying and her head bobbing the full length of his cock when he exploded his load into her tiny pink mouth. Her head rocked, and she swallowed and gulped as floods of come penetrated her throat. Then, as Jim lay back, spent, she snuggled up to his limpening cock and milked each and every last drop with her cheeks and tongue, and each ecstatic touch was echoed in his eyes and smile. Finally, she withdrew her head and wiped the few dripping leaks from her mouth and chin and smiled up at the sheriff.
"Christ, you can sure come quick, Jim," she said. "My mouth was just getting used to the size of that telephone pole when I felt the pounding and pulsing start. But anyway, this way you won't wear my jaws out," she laughed.
Betty interrupted. "Why don't we get a daisy chain going, so no one will get left out?" she asked. "I know we can't stay all day, much as I'm sure we'd all like to, so let's get as much of a good thing as we can, while we can."
"I think," I told the group, "that Lucy had better just get eaten, because we don't want to hurt her, nor do we want to make her so sore and stiff that her mother will get suspicious. So what we'll do, is sit in a circle on the carpet, arranged alphabetically, and then we each take care of the person to our left. Sound fair?" I asked. "We'll have to juggle a little, because I'm not going down on either of you men, so Linda, you're alphabetically after Betty, you come over here next to me, then Harold, then Lucy, then Jim. See? The girls are alphabetical and so are we men, and it fits real well. Now, Betty takes care of me while I scarf Linda, who will blow Harold while he eats Lucy, who is going down on Jim as he sucks Betty's pussy. Dinner is ready whenever you are, my children."
As I leaned over and cuddled and caressed Linda's magnificent boobies and bent my face toward the blonde cunt hairs that barely covered the young girl's palpitating pink pussy, I felt Betty's soft touch and warm hands reach for my crotch. Her gentle, probing fingers found my tool and began massaging it, while her other hand softly stroked my back and hips. The feeling of an invisible woman working on me as I licked and tongued the tiny tender trap with my lips aroused me further, and I could feel my cock filling and hardening and rising at her mouth, even as the young girl under my ministrations was moaning and twisting as I moistened and nibbled her willing clitoris.
Linda shifted her ass to let me get a better shot at her cunt with my mouth and I, too, settled back down so that Betty could wrap her hot little mouth around my tool more fully. Linda was lying face down so that she could more easily engulf Harold's prick in her mouth and have some freedom for her head movement, and this placed her cunt upside down for me, with the clit at the bottom of the slit and her puckered pink asshole right in my line of vision. I placed my hands on the melon asscheeks that framed her tiny hole, and their firmness and quivering response to my touch aroused me further. I lifted my head from the pleasant task.
"Whatever anyone does to someone else, the recipient should do the same, and we can pass all the goodies clear around the circle that way, and no one will be deprived of someone else's inspirations and ideas," I told the group, then faced up again to my job.
As my tongue flashed rapidly and gently up and down over Linda's tiny protruding clit, my finger traced softly up and down the length of her cunt. She spread her legs wider automatically, and the pink slit widened. I lowered my tongue to its delicious entrance, and felt her push her hips back toward my face, wanting more and more of my hot tongue inside of her. I obliged, stiffening my tongue from soft and wide to hard and straight, and penetrated her honey cave in long, slick strokes. I could feel and taste her wet fluids as they came forth in response to my erotic manipulations, and their savory, sweet tang drove me to further efforts.