Chapter 10

In the wee hours of the night that followed, even Rick began to feel tired, and suggested that they all refresh themselves by taking a swim. The idea was greeted with little enthusiasm at first, but finally Anne looked at the rest of them with a strange gleam dancing in her eyes. "I can't," she said with mock seriousness. "I don't have a bathing suit here."

It was too much. The other three collapsed in convulsive mirth which dwindled into feeble gasps of hilarity. After all, all four of them were jaybird naked. A bathing suit...?

It was a good joke, but Anne persisted. Finally Carol offered to loan Anne a suit. They were by no means the same size, but Carol kept several extras on hand for modest guests. And since the suit was the skimpiest of bikinis, it wouldn't matter if it turned out to be a little extra tight, would it?

The girls vanished into a bedroom, and a short while later there were splashing sounds from the direction of the backyard. Rick cocked an eye at Jeff, who was lying back idly enjoying a cigarette. "Coming?" he asked.

"Not right now," Jeff told his new friend. "You go ahead. I'll probably be along in a few minutes."

Rick walked out across the patio to the pool, where he found Anne alone swimming in the pleasantly heated water. His eyes followed her as she cut through the water under the soft glow of the floodlights and then pulled herself up the ladder and stretched out on a soft mat near the edge. Tilting her head, she looked up at him and smiled lazily.

"Come on in; the water's fine."

He grinned back at her sardonically. "I know you don't really mean it's the water you want me in," he told her. "But just for that, I'll teach you a lesson."

He made a perfect, flat dive into the pool. He swam back and forth for a few minutes, then made for the ladder, using strong strokes and enjoying the feel of the water as his head got clearer and clearer. Anne moved over and made room for him as he reached the mat and stretched out beside her. Her eyes moved over his bronzed body and the contrasting white of his knit trunkstrunks he had worn as a unique concession to her little joke.

She arched her body forward slightly, knowing that the tight bikini left little to the imagination. He watched, still impressed at her beauty, until recently virtually virginal, and wondered if she was ready for more sex. He found himself wishing that she'd start something of her own volition this time. That way he'd know for sure that his and Carol's plan had succeeded.

As Rick continued to stare at her, she reached out a hand and ran it over his chest.

"RickI want to thank you for a lovely evening, and for teaching me a lesson I needed badly to learn."

Rick grinned again, but this time inwardly. He felt a fresh stab of desire as her hand trailed down over him The refreshing effect of the water on him, and how the feel of her hand, caused his pulse to quicken slightly. Anne didn't lift her hand from him, and now her fingers circled tantalizingly over the soft mat of dark hair on his belly.

Just the feel of Anne's fingers on him caused his body to react. His cock quivered and began to grow in his tight trunks, and Anne's eyes were glued to it.

Anne never took her eyes from his swelling organ. She smiled. In one swift motion Anne's hand found him, and then she was brushing her palm back and forth over the tent in his trunks. Rick was caught completely off guard by the move; and before he realized what had happened, he was gasping with pleasure.

He started to push her hand away, but his body wouldn't allow him to move. Pleasure began to well up in him, and he groaned.

Anne realized she had won, and she went into action. She hooked her fingers under the top of his tight trunks and hauled them down to his knees in one swift motion. Rick's stiff cock surged upward from the confines of his trunks and slapped against his belly. He groaned, and his hips raised up off the float automatically.

"Wow, AnneI'll say you've learned a lesson!"

Anne stripped the trunks the rest of the way off him, and then her hands grasped his cock and began stroking and caressing the hard, pulsing organ. Rick groaned as a jolt of need shot through him.

"Oh god, baby, that feels good..."

Rick roughly stripped off her bikini; and as her big breasts popped free, Rick realized they were bigger and more beautiful than before. He reached up and cupped the big, hard-tipped melons in his palms. Anne let out a little moan and rolled over on top of him. Her lips found his, and her tongue broke through his teeth and searched for his.

Rick could think of nothing but the fire that surged through him; and he moved his hands down and slipped them over her hips, filling his palms with the firm flesh of her buttocks. As his fingers explored the hillocks, squeezing gently, Anne's hips began to rotate; and he felt the moist, open lips of her cunt rubbing back and forth against his throbbing cock.

Anne rolled her lower body off him far enough to enable her to slip her hand down over his belly and grasp his thick, burning cock and push it down so it would slip between her long, silky legs. Rich felt her capture his cock between her thighs, and then she rolled back on top of him and started to move again. He groaned with pleasure as she clutched at his pulsing organ with her firm thighs and the hard tips of her breasts dug into the mat of hair on his chest. His hands worked over her back, caressing her silky flesh; then he moved them back to her buttocks and helped her rotate her eager body against him.

It was the first time in her life Anne had had a real desire to make love. It was new and strange, but she felt that she knew exactly what to do. It felt so good, so natural to become an eager, willing woman twisting and churning against male flesh.

Having Rick's thick, burning cock so close to where she wanted it most made Anne impatient. The flames of desire were licking through her body, and she wanted to feel him in her. She rolled over onto her hack and spread her silky thighs apart.

"Please, Rick, now... oh god, how I need it!"

Rick was enjoying the feel of her too much to go plunging ahead just yet. It had been a long time since he'd simply wanted to feel and caress a woman, to make her ready for the stab of his stiff cock.

He raised himself up on one elbow and began to run his hand back and forth over her breasts as she started to raise and lower her buttocks rhythmically on the mat. Anne whimpered, and her hand slipped along Rick's thigh and began to caress his balls and cock. Her other hand reached up for his head and hauled him down to meet her waiting lips.

As Rick tasted the sweetness of her mouth with his tongue, he moved one hand down over the slight rise of her belly and slipped it in between her open thighs. He stroked lightly back and forth over the silky softness.

Neither of them was aware that Jeff and Carol, still stark naked and with their arms around each other's warm, quivering bodies, had emerged from the shrubbery and were watching them with the greatest of delight...

Rick let his fingers slip between Anne's moist cuntal lips and began to probe her intimately. Her hips shot up off the mat to greet his exploring hand, and a groan of pleasure escaped from her gaping mouth. Her hand became more frantic on his thick, pulsing cock; and as she massaged it surprisingly expertly, Rick felt his head hammering through his body toward his loins.

He rolled over between her wildly spread thighs and slipped his hands under her bouncing buttocks. Anne's fingers were guiding him feverishly as he thrust his hips downward to her slowly. He gave her a few short strokes until she was ready for him, and Anne arched her back and drove herself up to meet him. Rick gave her everything he had, and Anne lurched and cried out with pleasure as she pulled his hot cock into her burning flesh.

They were both worked up to a searing pitch, and Rick didn't slow his pace. Anne answered his hammering thrusts with twisting, grinding, gyrating motions of her own, and he felt his mind slowly losing itself in the sensual pleasure her body was bringing him.

Suddenly there was nothing but a feeling of warmth and bliss, building ever so slowly and ever so wonderfully. A sensation such as Rick hadn't felt with many other women stormed through him, and he groaned and pistoned his stiff cock harder and harder into her willing body. Then every muscle in his body tensed; and for a second he was motionless, trying to hang onto the warm glow; but his body knew what lay past this blissful balance of pleasure, and his hips moved automatically downward into the moist, quivering warmth.

Stars...

Skyrockets...

With agonizingly wonderful pleasure the dam burst, and he was shooting a stream of molten love juice into her twisting body below. Anne went wild when she felt the first gush of thick creamy fluid, and her cry of pleasure combined with the contortions and convulsions of her body to send Rick through an ecstatic series of shudders; his body strained against hers again and again as he emptied his lust into her.

Carol was wearing an almost transparent robe when Jeff rejoined her in the bedroom after taking a quick dip, and the only thing she had on underneath the tight pink material was a pair of bikini panties. Jeff's eyes went to the jutting tips of her firm, conical breasts as they swung back and forth gently under the transparent robe. They were fully erect, and the pressure they exerted on the front of the robe made the vermilion buds and darker areolas stand out against its pinkness.

Jeff had been in the process of lighting himself a cigarette, and the match he was holding burned his fingers. He cursed softly and dropped it to the deeply carpeted floor. Carol smiled, pleased that she had impressed him again after so many hours of activity.

Jeff stood for a second, letting his eyes roam over her; then he found another match and lit up his cigarette. Carol showed him a tray holding fresh drinks and an aerosol can of whipped cream, and Jeff's eyes played over the dimpled mounds of her resilient buttocks as she carried them over to the table beside the bed and set them down.

Jeff walked over beside her; and they lifted their drinks simultaneously and tossed them back, both of them knowing that the other was eager too to get things going again. Jeff's eyes moved over her as he drank. The panties she was wearing appeared to have the crotch cut out, and the silky triangle of shimmering curls nestled between her thighs stood out proudly under the thin robe.

His hand slipped down over the front of her body, touching the tips of her breasts and then sinking to graze the mass of curls below. All thoughts of Anne and Rick vanished from Jeff's mind as he searched for an ashtray and ground out his cigarette. Carol could smell his need as she watched his chest heave with his labored breathing. She backed over to the edge of the bed and sat down, her eyes glued to him.

Jeff's hand moved to his crotch and he turned to her, circling his huge, proud cock with his right hand.

"Look, baby; have a good look. You don't see one like this every day."

Carol was looking, and her eyes were wide with appreciation. She had never even dreamed that a man could lose his inhibitions so fast. The sight of the massive, gnarled cock quivering in front of her, its vermilion head glistening moistly in the soft light of the bedroom, brought a moan from her.

Jeff smiled and released his cock.

Carol's eyes followed the gently swaying motion of the huge organ. He gave her a few more minutes to study him; then he crossed over to her and pulled her to her feet. His thumbs and forefingers began to work on her pulsing nipples, and Carol let out a husky moan of need. Her hands slipped around his waist, and then she dropped them to cup the flesh of his muscled buttocks. He felt her lips and tongue on his chest. His hands found the belt to her robe, and he opened it and pushed it back on her shoulders. She pulled her arms free of the filmy pink material, and it dropped to her feet on the floor. Jeff's eyes ran over her revealed breasts, then down over the slight curve of her belly to the bikini panties. He smiled as he looked at the open crotch.

"Cute, baby; we don't even have to take them off."

Carol groaned, and her hands reached out to grasp his pulsing shaft; and as her fingertips grazed its tip, Jeff's hips shot forward automatically, and the thick organ in her hands jerked. The feel of it fired her already smoldering body, and she could almost feel the massive cock in her mouth.

She moved closer to him until the tip of his erect cock rested against the front of her body. Jeff contracted the little muscle in his lower belly, and the throbbing organ rubbed up and down against her. Carol filled her hands with the heavy spheres of his balls and closed her eyes as he manipulated himself against her. Jeff's hand went back to her breasts, and he kneaded the big orbs gently as her fingers massaged his nuts. They stayed that way for a while, enjoying the sensual feel of each other; and then Carol stepped back and smiled.

Her eyes were clouded with passion as she spoke.

"Do you know something else I like to do?"

Jeff looked puzzled as she indicated the whipped cream.

"You mean you want me to"

Jeff grinned again and moved over to the bed. He stretched out on his back and looked up at her. "You do what you want to me, babyand when you're through, I'll return the favor gladly."

He watched her heaving breasts as she picked up the whipped cream and crossed over to the bed. Her breath was coming in short gasps as she neared him; and when she popped the lid off the can, Jeff's breathing began to match hers. He watched her finger press down on the button at the top of the can; and as the cool foam hit the tip of his throbbing cock, he arched his hips up off the bed and moaned.

"Ohhh, baby... this is going to be good."

Carol covered his gigantic cock quickly, holding it with one hand while she sprayed him with the cool white foam. When she had him covered to her satisfaction, she dropped the can to the floor, and ran her tongue around her lips.

"Oh... you don't know how badly I want this..."

Jeff closed his eyes.

"Well, come on; there's nothing stopping you."

A jolt of pleasure ripped through his body as her tongue settled on the foam and she started to lap it off. She worked over him slowly, savoring the feel and taste of him, her tongue flashing from between her sensuous lips again and again.

Jeff thought he'd explode from the blissful sensation that filled his body; and when she'd made it halfway down the length of his mammoth, burning cock, he lost control of himself. His hips shot up to her, and he grunted with pleasure as he shuddered again and again. Carol moaned as she saw it quivering, and she moved her mouth back to the tip of the jerking organ and sucked it inside. Her mouth and tongue worked on him feverishly as he poured forth his thick creamy love juice into her eager chasm. He emptied himself, and then his buttocks dropped back to the bed, and he grunted with satisfaction.

He felt her lips pull away, and he looked up into her passion-filled eyes and smiled. Her hands were cupping his balls, and he felt her massage and knead gently as she looked down at him. Her tongue slipped out from between her lips and moved in a circle, removing the traces of the remaining cream.

"Mmm... that was good."

Jeff laughed, and his hands went to the back of her head and pulled her mouth back down to him. He hadn't lost any of his arousal, and her words had sent a shot of renewed need through his body to his loins. She didn't need much urging to comply with his wish. Her tongue lashed out again, and she started on the other half of his pulsing cock. By the time her tongue was licking the last of the whipped cream off the base of his burning shaft, he was near the top again; and when she pulled her head away, his hand reached down to the carpeted floor beside the bed and searched for the aerosol can. He found it and lifted it up in front of her. His eyes rested on the swollen tips of her breasts as his finger found the button and pushed.

He directed the nozzle to the spheres she had nestled in her hand, and he covered his balls with the white foam. Carol smiled, and the hand that had been holding him went to her lips. She licked her fingers slowly, and then dropped her head back down between his thighs. Jeff's whole body tightened as he felt her tongue again, and then her hand found his cock, and she moved it up and down in unison with her lashing tongue. Jeff's mind went blank, and his buttocks shot up off the bed to meet her. Her mouth moved back to the end of his throbbing organ again, and she drained him once more.

He collapsed into the luxurious softness of the big bed and fought to regain his breath. Her lips worked up over the muscled washboard of his belly, and then continued upward over his chest. She stretched herself out on top of him, and he felt his breathing become labored even before it had time to return to its normal state. He squirmed below her, enjoying the feel of her warm nakedness; and then her lips settled on his, and he opened his teeth to receive her lashing tongue. The kiss was a long one; and by the time she pulled away from him, he was ready for her again. He cupped her hips in his palms and rolled her over gently; then he lifted himself slightly and settled between her open thighs.

"Now it's my turn to satisfy my hungry baby."

He reached over and picked up the can of whipped cream from the bed beside them; then he shifted himself lower on the bed and moved the nozzle between her spread thighs. He was about to press it when a smile formed on his face.

"Say, baby, you wouldn't have a bottle of wine around, would you?"

She opened her eyes and looked at him questioningly for a second; then she smiled back at him. "Of course. There are all kinds in the bar over there."

The thought of what was coming filled Carol with anticipation, and Jeff sensed that she knew what he had in mind. He laughed and vaulted off the bed.

"I did it for a girl once, and she almost went out of her mind."

He looked down at her moist, open cunt lips and let his tongue run around his lips.

"I couldn't think of a nicer way to drink."

He walked into the playroom and crossed to the bar. He picked out a bottle of wine and was just about to close it when he noticed the cooler. He grinned as he pulled the cooler door open. Reaching inside, he pulled out a handful of small ice cubes; then he picked up the bottle with his other hand and started back toward the bedroom. Carol had her eyes closed, and her hot little ass was bouncing all over the bed. He settled himself below her on the bed, and bent his lips to kiss the dark triangle of curls. A moan of delight escaped from between her sensuous lips, and her hips thrust up toward him.

Jeff raised his lips from her and grinned as he set the bottle down on the bed beside them. He moved his right hand up between her thighs and held her moist sheath open; then he caressed her intimately for a second.

She groaned and twisted on the bed below him; then he moved his other hand up and began to stuff the small ice cubes into her moist readiness. She let out a scream as she felt them slipping into her, and then her hips flew up, and her whole body shuddered and convulsed.

Jeff watched her as she shook through an ecstatic release, and then he reached over for the bottle of wine and opened it. He held her open with his left hand again as he slipped the neck of the bottle between her thighs, and then he tipped it up and let the liquid pour into her.

She whimpered and trembled on the bed as he poured it into her; and then, as the fluid started to trickle down to the bed, he pulled the bottle out and put the top back on. Her hands reached for the back of his head, and he dropped the bottle down to the carpet as she urged him closer. His lips found her; then he moved his hands up the insides of her thighs, and as he moved across the sensitive skin she lashed her buttocks up off the bed to meet him. His fingers found her hot box and held her open as his tongue moved against her; and then her legs slipped around his neck and he felt himself held by the viselike grip of her silky thighs.

His hands slipped up over her belly and found her breasts, and he tweaked and rolled the hard tips between his fingers and thumbs as his tongue worked on her below. She arched her back up to him and moaned with delight as his tongue circled, jabbed, and circled again deep within her. Jeff lapped greedily, his senses filled with her need. The smell of her passion filled his nostrils, intermingled with the sensual odor of the wine; and the sweet taste that filled his mouth was indescribable. His enjoyment soon reached the proportions of hers, and he forgot everything as he strove to give her the pleasure she craved.

She had been worked up by the previous session with the whipped cream, and it only took a few minutes for her to go over the top. Jeff never stopped the motions of his tongue; and as soon as she finished, he had her starting all over again. He pushed her over the peak again and again; the last time she shuddered through her release, she let out a cry of ecstatic pleasure that reverberated off the walls of the bedroom. The absolute animal gratification he could sense in her drove him to the point of having to possess her again, and he lifted his head from between her velvet-smooth thighs and twisted his body around on the bed. She sensed his intention immediately, and her hand found his massive cock and guided the thick knob between her lips.

Carol sucked the throbbing organ gently, enjoying the wondrous alive feeling of it. Jeff bent his head between her open thighs and let his tongue trace a slow path around the edge of her moist, open outer lips; then his tongue went deeper, probing and exploring deeply against the tender flesh. Carol let out a low, muffled groan of delight and began to caress and stroke his heavy balls.

Jeff sensed that she wanted him to move; and his hips moved into a gentle back-and-forth motion, driving his thick pole of burning meat in and out of her mouth. Carol began to rotate her lips as she sucked, and a new thrill swept through as she felt his tongue find the stiff bud of her clitoris and begin to polish and lap at it.

It was like hitting the passion button in Carol's lush form, and she groaned and struggled to suck more of his pulsing cock into her mouth. In a few seconds both of them were lost in the delight of what they were doing for each other; and the room filled with moist, sucking sounds of their oral lovemaking. There was no hurry, and they took their time; but it was good, and over quickly for both of them.

Anne was squirming and bouncing so frantically that Rick almost lost his grip on her twisting buttocks. He felt the shudder ripple through her body as she drove herself up to him, moaning happily. Her hands moved over Rick's back and clutched his pistoning buttocks, giving him the added push he needed to finish; and his thrusting hips drove his thick cock deeper into her, releasing a gushing flood of creamy love juice.

Rick finished, and then collapsed on top of her body to rest, struggling to regain his breath. Anne's hands were on his shoulders, stroking his flesh.

"Oh, Rick, that was so good! I haven't felt like this before in my life."

Rick found enough strength to roll over onto his back beside her. His chest heaved as he settled back and enjoyed the hot, cascading waves of blissful afterglow that moved through him. As he looked at Anne beside him, he wondered if Carol would ever actually surpass her. Carol was different now that she had taken a liking to going down on him; she wasn't the same when they did it the regular wayas though she didn't have her heart in it. Anne, on the other hand, had already become a well-oiled sex machine, giving as much or more than she had taken....