Beth nodded, her primary attention on that connection to Lon. The pain was backing off, leaving familiar sensations; it had been a long time since she’d had anal sex, but the last time, she’d cum — maybe she could today…
"Okay, Honey, he’s in," Candace interrupted, "You can go back to sucking on my clitty!"
' … And maybe not, ' Beth mused, mildly disgusted. With Candace aggressively hunting after her end, it didn’t seem like Beth was going to be able to have that kind of attention to spare. Can I touch myself? she wondered, meanwhile re-engaging Candace’s bald cunt. Roy wouldn’t have let her — but Candace wasn’t Roy, by a long shot. On the other hand — well, on the other hand she really didn’t HAVE any hands available, given that one was holding her up and one was pushing fingers in and out of Candace’s hungry hole. 'Maybe I won’t need it, ' she thought, as Lon’s cock, now slithering in and out fairly smoothly, having gotten itself thoroughly coated with the lube Beth had injected inside herself at the end of her enema, hit it’s stride. The pain and friction of the initial penetration had settled out and more pleasurable sensations were moving to the fore.
Lon was experiencing a similar switchover. While poking someone in the ass seemed to be a serious pain… — Lon grimaced at the pun — it got better quickly. Beth’s anal ring was still fighting him, but it was more of a holding action than a further attempt at denial — and that made for a nice, snug fuck. Holding onto Beth’s broad hips, Lon set himself up with a nice, smooth stroke designed to max out his pleasure.
Rick, still watching from Lon’s right, murmured, "How is it?"
"Pretty decent," Lon grunted. "Not the same as pussy, I don’t think, but once you’re in and moving…"
"If she loosens up on you, swat her ass," Candace interrupted. "That’ll cause her to clench up involuntarily, won’t it, Honey?" Candace shifted her attention to Beth for that last bit.
"Yeth," Beth replied, trying to lick and talk at the same time. Ass fucking was like riding a bicycle — and Beth had gotten good at it. Control was returning rapidly, and Beth had planned on keeping things such that Lon never had to worry about her going slack, but on the other hand … On the other hand, a little sting to add to the itchy pleasure of his penetration might be nice! Beth DID like a little pain with her pleasure; she had the ability to mix them into something more profound than just one component alone — and this WAS an opportunity … Working at it, she overrode habit and forced some slack in her anal ring.
Lon felt it, ruminated through a stroke or two, and delivered a tentative swat to Beth’s right ass-cheek. Beth clenched obediently for a couple of strokes, then let go again. Lon swatted her a second time, and got the same effect. Lon grunted to himself and switched ass cheeks, then laid another one on.
"Aren’t you hurting her?" Rick asked.
"A little sting, maybe," Lon grunted. He popped her again. He was getting over his initial reticence. "Besides, it’s fun!"
Candace, watching this sideshow while toying with her nipples and enjoying Beth’s tongue and fingers, grunted, "Keep it up — I think she’s slacking off on purpose!" Cocking her head, she asked Beth, "You like that shit, don’tcha, Honey?" Beth looked up guiltily and Candace settled back, grinning. "Thought so! Lon, lay it on — make the little bitch’s ass cherry red! She’s farting around on you to get the attention, so jack it up so that it isn’t fun any more!"
Lon didn’t say anything, but his next swat left a bright pink handprint. "AAaahh!" Beth grunted around her mouthful of twat.
"That’s it!" Candace crowed, "That got her attention! Beat the shit out of her! Can’t have her manipulating us!"
On the face of it, this was the proper reaction — but Beth had been beaten by experts in her time and while Lon might have succeeded in overriding her rise with a riding crop, all he could do bare-handed was assure her a slow start followed by a climb to an even higher summit. So while she complained, grunting into Candace’s pussy, she got wetter and wetter…
Meanwhile, Candace peaked again, hunching against Beth’s mouth and groaning, wetting Beth’s face with her juices. When she came down, she knew that she was done for a while as far as tongues and fingers were concerned, so she disengaged herself from Beth’s tongue and fingers, backing up and swinging her leg over Beth to get off the bed. "That was nice, Honey, but I’m done for now. You can play with Lon…" Eyeing Rick, she had a thought, "Maybe Rick, too! Rick, Honey, do you think you can get between Beth’s legs if you lay flat?"
"Uh…" Rick stepped toward the head of the bed to take a look at the opening between Beth’s knees as she knelt there, taking Lon’s thrusts and slaps. "I think so…"
"Beth, Hon, spread your legs a bit," Candace directed. "What about now?"
"Probably," Rick admitted.
"Why don’t you see if you can slide in there and get you some pussy then, Hon?" Candace offered.
"Yeah, cool…" Rick climbed onto the bed and started shimmying down between Beth’s spread legs. Beth moved her hands as necessary to help him pass; the thing he couldn’t duck was her swinging breasts, which wiped up and down his torso to the rhythm of Lon’s thrusts.
Candace watched all of this, amused. When Rick was in a position from which he might be capable of making an insertion, she called out, "Lon, Honey, don’t be stingy — let Rick get some pussy! You can move around a bit to make it work…"
Just TRY to get a nut with Mama around, ' Lon thought, rolling his eyes, 'Just TRY! But he held up while Rick and Beth maneuvered themselves into position. Insertion wasn’t a problem for Rick — Beth was sopping wet — but she had to sit lower and pull her knees up closer to her chest. For Rick to get serious motion, she was going to have to do at least part of the work — and now Lon had issues…
To solve them, Lon had to basically kneel upright on Rick’s thighs, but that seemed to work. Problem was, neither of the boys was in a good position to thrust!
Candace more or less resolved this by stepping up to the trio and swatting Beth on the ass, "All right, Slut — get moving! If you want two dicks, you’re gonna have to work for them! Better make your boyfriends happy — I’d hate to have to put you on short rations!"
"Yes, Mistress!!" Beth got moving, rocking forward on her arms, then rocking back to a seated position with both of her intruders buried. It was Heaven! Two cocks! The new setup had Lon more worried about his balance and control than slapping her ass, which was good, too, although she had been doing just fine with it; he was pushing and pulling on her hips, assisting her in getting onto and off of the boy’s cocks without unseating either of them. Beth provided the movement and Lon provided the guidance, leaving Rick to just enjoy the ride; he collected a dangling breast in each hand and started mauling nipples, groaning, "Shit, that’s good!"
"Ummm hummm…" Beth couldn’t agree more. Anal sex was good, and vaginal sex was better — but the two together multiplied themselves, somehow … Rick’s position made every stroke rub her clit, and her nipples were on fire; she started pushing the tempo and urgency of the act.
Lon wasn’t complaining, either. He was controlling things, but not working — and he could feel Rick’s hard cock rubbing against his through the walls of Beth’s now constantly snug asshole. Had she been messing with them, or were the sensations in her pussy causing her to tighten up? Either way, the heat was on; Lon knew he wasn’t going to last long like this.
Rick’s only problem was friction, and it wasn’t bad; Beth was rubbing an extremely wet channel up and down the shaft of his cock even when the whole thing wasn’t inside. He could feel the bump of her clitoris rubbing his lower belly when she moved forward — and Lon’s cock along the underside of his inside her snug box when she pounded herself back against him. This was hot stuff! On top of that, he had a double handful of Toby’s mother’s big hooters…