As she approached her third climax, she glanced around at Sam and said to me, “Your wife has a gorgeous pussy. Do you think she would let me suck it?”
Before I could answer, Sam sat up and said, “No way! Why don’t you just fuck my husband and be content with that?”
Moving my soaked face away from Debbie’s steaming snatch, I said, “Fine with me,” and deftly rolled her onto her back beside Sam, in the middle of the bed, and stabbed my raging hard-on into her pussy. Debbie groaned again, threw her legs up over my shoulders and launched into a fast ride with me to paradise.
At first it was very strange, lying there beside my wife, fucking another woman—but when Sam reached down and began caressing my balls, it was heaven. Debbie grunted ecstatically with every thrust I made and screamed out loud during two more orgasms. Although she had the tightest cunt I’d ever been in, I was still nowhere near a climax. When I asked her to let me fuck her doggie-style, she said it was her favorite way. She excitedly got on her knees and helped me insert my cock into her burning tunnel. She was so good that I was only vaguely aware of all the noise we were making and of the fact that her head was banging against the headboard, and the headboard was striking the wall, until a thumping arose from the other side of the wall and a loud voice said, “Can’t you hold it down over there? We can’t concentrate on what we’re doing!”
Sam, who was up on her knees now, caressing Debbie’s shoulders and my balls, dropped her third bombshell by yelling back, “Well, why don’t you join us and we’ll all concentrate together?” I nearly swallowed my teeth but didn’t miss a single stroke into Debbie’s gorgeous cunt. When there was no response, I returned my full attention to Debbie’s pulsating pussy and—finally!—my impending climax.
Suddenly the door burst open and in came two people—the vision I’d seen in the pool and her husband. I nearly fainted. They stepped over Debbie’s strewn-about clothes and the vision said, “Oh, goody! It’s the couple from the pool this afternoon. We will join you. And look what I’ve brought for you girls.” She reached over and pulled open her husband’s short robe. There hung about ten inches of raw prick, still glistening with her juices. Debbie groaned with desire, my wife swallowed audibly and my cock slipped out of Debbie’s pussy just as I came, shooting my cream all over.
The vision, whose name was Tanya, squealed with delight and slipped out of her robe. Her beautiful body was now completely naked. She crawled onto the bed with me and Sam and Debbie and offered to clean my cock of any and all sperm with her beautiful mouth. Never one to refuse a lady, I watched her lick and suck my cock, which was slick with Debbie’s juices as well as my sperm.
Debbie scrambled off the bed, meanwhile, and fell to her knees in front of Bill to worship his huge muscle. It had slowly gained enough hardness to stand out straight. It was a good ten inches long, as I’ve said, and about three inches around. The head was purplish and massive. Debbie crammed as much of it as she could into her mouth.
Tanya, still doing an excellent job on me with her tongue, was amazed at how hard my cock still was. Sam, who was kind of left out for the moment, crawled off to a corner of the bed without once looking away from Bill’s giant prick. I knew she yearned to feel it between her legs but was frightened by its size.
Although I wasn’t feeling much of Tanya’s talented tongue and mouth, I enjoyed squeezing her luscious tits and feeling her firm young body all up and down. She was twenty-five years old and had a flawless body. And she had a hairless pussy—yes, not a hair on it—which explains how she could wear that skimpy bikini without any pubes showing.
I just had to get my lips on that slick cunt of hers, so I eased her mouth off my cock and rolled her over. She lay back and spread her legs wide. As I put my head between her thighs and looked up the length of her glorious body, I saw a hungry look in her eyes that wasn’t there before. She had the most beautiful pussy in the world. It was so cleanly shaven that it had no stubble at all. Her labia stood out full and wet, gaping open before my eyes, with her juices running down.
I deeply inhaled her sweet aroma and filled my mouth with her cream as I licked and sucked every inch of her smooth crotch. Every time I touched her hard clit, her hips would buck and she would work her crack tighter against my mouth. She soon came with a long scream that stopped everyone else’s action, including Sam, who was actually fingering herself on the corner of the bed.
Debbie and Bill now joined us on the bed and he inserted his horse-cock into her greedy pussy. He grunted, she groaned, and after five minutes or so, she’d managed to get only about eight inches in—but she was in ecstasy. Watching this spectacle was most exciting, and I felt an overpowering need to fuck Tanya. I plunged my hot rod into her bald pussy and we proceeded to screw wildly.
Debbie lasted only ten minutes with Bill. With me, though, Tanya soared through climax after climax and almost passed out once from sheer pleasure. Nevertheless, due to my handicap, I was still not close to coming. Finally, Tanya whispered to me that her favorite way of fucking was doggie-style. She promised she would make me come if I fucked her pussy from the rear. Happy to oblige, I eagerly got on my knees behind her. Tanya was so good in this position that, as she’d promised, I did come. In fact, it took only about five minutes. She had three more orgasms herself as I rubbed her clit with my finger and drove in and out of her cunt with my unflagging cock.
Incredibly, Sam began helping, too, by caressing Tanya’s back and shoulders and, once in a while, rather tentatively pinching her nipples. As my big O came surging into my cock, I pulled out of Tanya. She twisted around to face me as I shot spurt after spurt of hot cream on her face, breasts and stomach. She rubbed it frantically all over her body and into her hot, hairless cunt.
Then came the pièce de résistance. Bill wanted to fuck Samantha. He stood there waving his telephone pole in front of her face and said that she owed it to herself to try it. Sam admitted that she wanted it in her pussy but was afraid of its size. I told her not to worry, that I thought she could handle it and that we all would help her.
My reassurance, together with her burning desire, overcame Sam’s hesitancy. She spread out on the bed and we all gathered around to watch as Bill placed the immense head of his cock against her gaping pussy. I thought for a second that Bill’s giant lance would never fit, but as he worked slowly and carefully, it gradually disappeared into Sam’s sheath. I kept encouraging Sam to relax her pussy while Debbie and Tanya squeezed her tits and massaged her body.
I was entranced by what I saw going on between my wife’s legs. Her pussy was stretched at least twice as much as ever before. What happened next was paradoxical, moreover, because Sam came a half dozen times while Bill toiled over her. It was one of the most exciting and passionate experiences of my life just to see this. My heart raced and my senses reeled as I watched my wife shed all her sexual inhibitions in order to be fucked for the first time by another man. As Sam and Bill approached a mutual orgasm, I reached in to finger her swollen clit. Her poor, stretched pussy seemed to be on fire as Bill’s long ramrod pistoned in and out of her. When they came together, Bill shot great gobs of hot cream all over her body.
When we’d regained our composure somewhat, Debbie, standing next to me, said she was amazed that my prick was still half hard, and she set about restoring it to full strength. I remarked to her what a great situation this was: three beautiful women, two clean-shaven pussies, my wife free of her inhibitions and Bill with his horse-cock. No sooner had I said this than Debbie jumped up and exclaimed, “Holy shit! Why didn’t I think of Jan and Sherron? They both love big cocks.” And she ran to call them.
During the brief lull in action, we drank wine, snacked and took showers. When things started rolling again, Debbie and Tanya drifted into a hot 69 on the floor and Bill started looking around for his next partner. Soon a cute little redhead came in. Seeing everybody else naked, she stripped for action as she was still saying hello. She had small breasts and a great-looking ass and said h
ow excited she was to be at her first orgy since college. She kept her pale-blue hose and garter belt on and they provided a lovely contrast to the dark-red hair of her patch. She was Debbie’s friend, Jan. She was twenty-five and about five-foot-three.
I decided to make the newcomer feel welcome by leading her over to the bed and eating her cute little pussy. She tasted like ginger and she was the most active person I have ever feasted on. She twisted and bucked all over the bed before she came in a crashing, smashing climax that nearly broke my nose and neck. All the time she was coming, she kept shouting that she wanted a giant cock in her pussy, but the only one in the room was busy at that moment. Sam was masturbating Bill’s giant schlong while he had three fingers furiously diving in and out of her coat.
Wanting to be helpful, I told Jan that I would get her ready for the main attraction and I propped her ass up high in the air with two pillows and plowed into her flaming tunnel with my own hard dick. Jan and I fucked furiously while Bill was getting hornier and hornier because Sam didn’t succeed in bringing him off by hand and could not get more than an inch or so of his massive cockhead into her mouth.
Finally, when Bill came over to us, I gave up my place in Jan’s cunt and he poked his gigantic cudgel into her. She planted her feet against the headboard and pushed back against him, her eyes wide and her stomach actually bulging from the strain she was under, but she obviously loved every minute of it. The rest of us watched in fascination as Jan experienced a string of big O’s, even though Bill couldn’t get more than half of his cock inside her. When he finally came, we all saw her literally thrown back by each blast of his cannon. A flood of his cream poured out of her twat and soaked the pillows as he uncoupled from her.
As Tanya began eagerly cleaning Bill’s prick with her voracious mouth, a loud knock came at the door. Debbie—still naked, of course—threw open the door and loudly invited the person who was standing there into the room. It was Sherron, whom Debbie helped undress in a flash. Sherron was young and slim, with large breasts and a great ass. She was a rich chocolate color with medium-length, black, curly hair. Having never had a black woman before, I was very excited at the prospect of eating and fucking this ebony beauty. The mere anticipation brought my half-hard cock back to life instantly.
As I gorged myself on Sherron’s delicious cunt, Debbie presented her cunt to Sherron as if they had made it together many times before. As Tanya sucked on Bill’s cock, Debbie moved Tanya around so she could eat her sumptuous pussy. Before you could say “sock it to me,” Bill was eating Sam; Sam was eating me; I was eating Sherron; Sherron was eating Debbie; Debbie was eating Jan; Jan was eating Tanya; and Tanya was sucking on Bill’s tool. Finally, Sherron broke away from the daisy chain and said she wanted both Bill’s and my cock at the same time.
Bill lay on his back on the bed and Sherron mounted his monster from above, with much noise and movement, but she could only take about eight inches. Now I positioned myself in front of her and began to work my much shorter tool into her mouth. It went in easily, and then the fun began. Everyone joined in, squeezing, kissing and caressing our every sensitive spot.
Sherron was going wild, fucking him and blowing me with ever-increasing gusto. She’d done this before, undoubtedly, because she was so good at it. And was she noisy—grunting, squealing, groaning, even with her mouth full. She came five or six times, but even so, when she heard Bill announce that he was nearing orgasm, she increased her tempo even more.
I began coming just as Bill went off in Sherron’s cunt, sending her off on another trip to ecstasy. I jerked and jumped and pumped semen into Sherron’s throat for what seemed at least two minutes. When I pulled out and flopped over on the bed, Sherron was lying motionless with her eyes closed. Bill was still in her, but not moving, staring dumbly at the ceiling. And my wife had a devilish grin on her face.
What an experience! Not for years had I come three times in less than four hours! And never before had Sam or I ever participated in a group orgy. It was magnificent.
Best of all, it wasn’t quite over yet, for Tanya’s magnificent mouth and slick pussy, a little later, restored me as the whole bunch of us labored on for another two hours. Sam fucked Bill again and it was great for her. Bill fucked Sherron and Jan again. And I managed to satisfy not only Debbie, but also Jan and Sherron once more each before coming.
Sam was as happy as a lark when it was all over, and the other women said they had never before been serviced by two studs like Bill and me. We all agreed to get together next summer for a repeat performance. Debbie said she knows a Japanese gal and a Navajo princess who would love to join us. I’m already taking vitamins and eating lots of oysters.
CABIN FEVER
If it hadn’t been for the three inches of powdery snow that fell the night before, the horse would be moving at a quicker pace—though still not as quick as the beat of my heart. I had memorized the destination after studying the maps for several weeks—ever since Danielle had mailed them to me.
The horse seemed to sense my anxiety. Undoubtedly Danielle, waiting now at the cabin, was just as anxious.
The sun was beginning to set. I knew I’d have to hurry. The path ran gradually uphill and, in spite of my eagerness to reach my destination, I found it necessary to stop and rest the horse for a few minutes before reaching the top of the rise.
According to my maps, the cabin was near. My intuition told me so, too. I could almost feel Danielle’s intoxicating scent, feel her silky skin, look deep into her soft brown eyes. I took stock of my surroundings—and pushed on.
I mounted the horse again and rode steadily to the top of the rise, where I was relieved to see—about half a mile distant and barely discernible—smoke wafting from a chimney. The faint smell of a wood fire greeted my nostrils and I knew the cabin would be warm inside. The horse quickened its pace without being told.
I was sure that Danielle had been waiting all day for my arrival. I could even imagine what she’d been doing. The last few hours she’d spent in careful preparation. I could picture the exquisite result—the fireplace provided the only light in the main room of the cabin, casting an orange glow over the walls, floor, ceiling, furniture. Two candles illuminated the bedroom, giving off a faint lemony scent. Bearskin rugs adorned the rugged wooden floor. The dim candlelight played over the satin comforter on the round bed, which was sunken in the floor to create what we called our “love pit.” Everywhere there were huge pillows of satin or velvet in shades of bone and white. The flickering light imparted to the room an atmosphere of serenity. The soft sounds of water in the black-tile hot tub in the corner of the room seemed to emphasize the sheer silence of the deep snow outdoors. What a vision!
In my mind’s eye I could see Danielle waiting silently on the rug by the fireplace, trying to contain her impatience as she flipped through a magazine, feeling the painfully slow passage of each minute. Again and again she imagined that she heard me approaching the cabin, only to realize it was the beating of her own heart she heard.
Then, finally, I arrived. The sudden neigh from the horse was carried to her on the night air. I know, because I saw her appear at the open cabin door. She stepped outside to greet me, unaware of the bitter coldness around her. As I came into view, she saw the smile on my face—and her eyes smiled seductively. I dismounted and ran to her. We stood face-to-face, not touching. The space between us was like an island of warmth. Snow began to fall upon us in large, fluffy flakes. It wasn’t until she saw the snow clinging to my eyebrows that Danielle realized how cold was the night. It made her shudder.
After I bedded down my horse in the tiny stable, she took me by the hand and led me into the warmth of the cabin. She unzipped my fur-lined parka and hung it by the door to dry. She poured a brandy and, with a smile, handed it to me. Never moving my eyes from her beautiful face, I drank it quickly. The amber liquid heated my insides. Only when I set the glass down did I reach out to cup her face. We gazed deeply into each other’s eyes, savoring our togethe
rness.
I tilted my head slightly and pressed my burning lips to hers. We held the kiss and I wrapped my arms around her slender body and drew her against my own. I could feel her firm breasts pressed between us and the hardness of her nipples. A familiar heat rose through my thighs and warmed my entire being.
She slowly pulled herself from my embrace and, still without speaking, led me by the hand into the bedroom. There she sat me down on the window seat and knelt to remove my heavy boots. When my wool socks were lain aside to dry, she warmed my feet in her hands. Then she motioned for me to stand. She pulled my lamb’s-wool sweater over my head and tossed it on a chair. She then began to unbutton my shirt. As each button was liberated from its hole, she kissed the chest hairs that sprang free. Soon my shirt was completely off. Restraining herself from rubbing her hands over my torso, Danielle seemed to be enjoying the sweet anticipation of love. She unbuckled the leather belt of my jeans and unzipped the fly slowly. She slid my jeans down my legs and breathed in the comforting scent of my sex, which made her smile contentedly. She removed my underwear, liberating my swollen cock. How she wanted to wrap her mouth around its head! I could tell how badly she longed to caress my balls and feel their hair tickle her face.
With a discipline I didn’t know she had, Danielle rose and looked me squarely in the eye. Smiling, she led me to the steaming Jacuzzi. When she was sure that I was comfortably seated in the swirling bath, she took a bar of jasmine soap and started to wash my back. After rinsing my back, she soaped my chest, delighting in the way the hair retained the lather. She softly caressed my nipples and gradually moved down along my stomach. At her request, I stood and she lathered my buttocks, kneading each one and then working down my thighs.
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