"Oh, Christ, Biff," Carol wailed, clinging hotly to him, "you're a goddam fucking machine! Yeah, go go…"
Vicky grinned. If she and Biff could come to this kind of understanding, things might turn out well after all. She clung feverishly to Rod as he balled her, welcoming the harsh deep thrusts of his thick young cock. His balls slapped loudly against her upraised ass.
"Fuck meeee," she wailed, "ball me, yes, yesss."
"Baby, you're like a furnace in there," Rod panted. "You are really a beautiful piece of tail.."
Once she might have been insulted by such a remark, but now it just added to her sensual excitement. "You're quite a stud yourself," she panted. "Yes, Rod, you're really good.."
The two couples humped happily away for a minute or so, and the only sound was their panting and sighing and moaning. Then Carol said hoarsely, "Hey, Biff, let's switch holes."
"Huh?" said Biff, raising his red sweaty face from her hair.
"Stick it in my ass, man!" Carol whimpered. "Hurry!"
Biff looked nonplussed, but Rod gasped, "Go ahead, man, she likes it that way."
Well, thought Biff, I'll try anything once.
Poking around furiously, he managed to wedge the big purple head of his bloated dick into the tiny tight mouth of her anus. Carol squealed excitedly and opened her rectal muscles, allowing him to sink his thick meat into the tightest hottest thing he'd ever fucked.
"Awwww, shit," he bellowed, "that's good.." Vicky watched her husband's thick rosy cock stretching the tiny brown mouth of Carol's little bumhole. She felt that strange excitement again, and her pussyjuice boiled and scalded around Rod's deep-digging prick. He laughed and caught her eye.
"You wanta try it, too?" he said.
Vicky blushed but nodded vigorously. She lay in trembling anticipation while Rod wriggled the thick hot head of his dick into the small wrinkled mouth of her brownie. She remembered how good it had felt when Mike did that to hot "Open up for me," Rod panted. "Make it lose… Awwww, yeah! That's it, baby. Let me up your ass."
"Ooohhhh!" Vicky wailed.
She felt the most powerful sensual pleasure of her life as Rod guided his stiff thick meat up her narrow aroused rectum. She arched her hot body up sharply against him, taking his long hot prick as far as she could into her steaming bowels.
"Oh, God, yes," she panted, "fuck my asshole…yes…"
Again the two couples panted and sighed and humped, only inches away from each other. Vicky was so hot with pleasure that she could hardly see, but at one point she happened to toss her head to the side, and she saw Carol looking at her intently.
"Vicky," the girl said softly, insinuatingly…
Carol leaned closer and kissed Vicky hotly on the mouth. Vicky was stunned for a moment, till she began to groove on the softness of a woman's lips, the delicate yet sensual female kiss. She wriggled her tongue eagerly into Carol's mouth.
When the kiss was broken, Vicky glanced up and caught Biff's eye. They stared at each other a moment-strangers, yet partners in a strange game-and then turned away to enjoy their new lovers.
They were on the road again. Rod and Carol were sound asleep in the back seat, exhausted from the night's revels, but Vicky and Biff felt oddly alert and reborn. As they cruised toward California, they eyed all the hitchhikers with interest.
"Ya know," said Biff, "I wouldn't mind having me a. black girl sometime. I understand there's some mighty pretty girls in L.A."
"I wouldn't mind having a black lover, either," said Vicky. She laughed. "I wonder if it's true what they say about black men?"
Buff laughed, too. A month ago they would have been shocked to hear each other talk like that, but now it didn't matter. There was no love between them, no bond at all except this dark and strange conspiracy in lust.