Chapter 6
Nancy heard the quartette arrive at Harry's house. She had removed her dress and shoes and stretched out on the bed in the room with the empty closet for a much-appreciated nap. She rose and put her dress back on, then went out into the old-fashioned living room.
Harry Scott was the only person in it, the sounds of the others' voices drifting in from the kitchenette. Surprise at the collar-ad male perfection of Dave's friend made Nancy wary. She recalled her grandmother's saying that a beautiful picture often hid a cracked frame. "I'm Nancy Volmering, Dave's aunt," she introduced herself. "It's very kind of you to let us stay here, and we'd like to discuss reimbursement."
"Why don't we let that go until later?" Harry countered smoothly. Nancy felt as though her dress and underwear had disappeared, the X-ray stare of the handsome Harry was so acute. For his part Harry marveled at the youth and beauty of this aunt whose curvaceous figure he instantly admired and coveted. "Let's join the others," he added casually, and Nancy followed him into the tiny kitchen. At least he had the savoir-faire not to come on like a wolf in the fold, she thought.
One corner of Nancy's mind had noted while she was talking with Harry the sound of Karen's high-pitched voice in the other room. In the kitchen, one glance was enough to verify Nancy's suspicion; somehow in the short interval they had been gone Karen had become loaded. Elaine could hold her drinks, but Karen always became a giggling, uncoordinated mess who tended to collapse upon the nearest available person.
Dave was at the kitchen table, setting up an impromptu bar and cracking ice cubes. He handed Elaine a drink, and then gave Nancy a short gin-and-tonic. Elaine couldn't feel her lower lip at all when she touched her glass to it, but she knew she was in better shape than the lissome Karen, who was caroming off people, apologizing breathlessly, and giggling inanely. Elaine exchanged a cynical glance with Nancy over the top of her glass; simultaneously they both shrugged as if to ask what difference it made.
Karen wiped her short upper lip with a finger that removed beaded moisture from an almost-invisible downy mustache. "Warm, isn't it!" she shrilled, and went off into another snickering titter. She went to the table and linked her arm firmly in Dave's, ignoring his effort to free himself as he continued to mix drinks.
"We can be more comfortable in the living room," Harry said, after accepting a drink from Dave. "I'd suggest the patio out in back except that it's a bit too humid today for comfort out there."
And a lot less private, Elaine thought to herself. She followed as Harry led the way from the kitchen. She watched his easy stride and lithe figure, and suddenly she told herself that she was going to have this man. Come what might, she intended to sample the banked fires hinted at below that handsome exterior.
Dave sat down in an angled corner of the sofa, and Karen plunked herself down with a thump beside him. Elaine chose the other end of the sofa, and Harry seated himself across from her. So he can watch my legs, Elaine thought hopefully. Nancy took a chair slightly to one side as though withdrawing herself from the subtle hints of aggression floating through the room.
Harry raised his glass to Elaine in a silent, unspoken toast, and she felt herself glowing like a schoolgirl. She crossed her legs casually, careful to show something while not appearing to burlesque the situation. Karen half-climbed onto Dave's lap, trying to take a sip from his glass; he pushed her away, but she immediately returned.
Harry smiled and tilted his glass again slightly in mute thanks, and Elaine tingled. He had actually been more attracted physically to the blonde Karen, but his acutely sensitive sexual radar had immediately picked up Elaine's accessibility. And the redhead was nothing to toss over one's shoulder. Her deep-dish billowing curves and hinted-at indentations and hollows were enough to start a man salivating.
Karen, whose high-pitched giggling persisted until it set Elaine's teeth on edge, half-sprawled once more across Dave's lap, her long legs extending along the sofa almost to Elaine's position. Once more Dave fended off his glass from the blonde's assault. "You didn' give me drink so got to gi' me some 'f yours," Karen said loudly, crawling on her belly over Dave while trying to reach his outstretched arm with the protected drink.
Elaine wondered why he put up with it.
And then suddenly he didn't.
In a blur of motion he set down his drink, whisked Karen's skirt up into the middle of her back, revealing her beautiful thighs and bikinied rear, plucked an ice cube from his glass with two fingers, and tucked the cube into the crotch-band of Karen's snug-fitting bikini panty.
For an instant Karen didn't realize what had happened. Then she squalled lustily as the ice cube made its presence known in extremely chilly fashion against her pussy-lips. Her hands darted backward to try to remove the cube, but Dave captured her hands and transferred her wrists to a secure grip in one of his big hands. "Owooooooooooooooo!" Karen howled, humping her middle up and down in a vain effort to dislodge the ice. "OWWWOOOOOOOOO! It's cold! OWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
Harry sat laughing until he almost spilled his drink at the sight of Karen's contortions. The ice melted rapidly against her bare flesh and her skimpy crotch-band became saturated, drawing its way into her sex-crevice. Shocked half-sober by the icy douche, Karen sat up, whimpering. "I think-I think I wet myself," she stammered, then blushed a bright vermilion.
Harry set down his drink and rose to his feet leisurely. "There's a picture inside I'd like to show you," he said to Elaine. He walked into the bedroom designated as the men's without waiting to see if she was following. Elaine glanced instinctively at Nancy, downed her drink defiantly, and went into the bedroom after Harry. "Over here," he said from a corner of the room.
Elaine went to him, knowing what was going to happen. Hard arms encircled her body, and a tobacco-tasting male mouth fused itself on hers. Elaine's stomach quivered when a hard tongue thrust its way between her teeth and locked with her tongue. One of the arms moved away from her lush middle, and at once a male hand was first stroking her buttock-flesh feverishly and then rucking up the front of her skirt so darting fingers could play lightly with her pantied crotch. She returned Harry's wet kiss and felt her playpen becoming wet.
Harry moved backward toward the bed, and Elaine followed like a dancing partner. He had two fingers inside her panties now and was roaming freely. She could feel the hard bulge along his thigh against one hip. He had her dress and slip up to her shoulders and her panties halfway down over her amply spherical nude hind cheeks when she reached for his zipper.
In the living room, Dave had deftly removed Karen's sodden bikini panty and wiped the blonde girl's pink slit. Nancy stared from her chair, her throat dry, as Dave's hard hands roamed over Karen's sparklingly white semi-nudity, playing with the girl's firmly resilient bare butt and dipping his fingers and whole hand into Karen's squirmingly hairless recess. The blonde girl was panting loudly.
Dave stood up, unbuckled his belt, unzipped himself, and stepped out of his slacks. Nancy rose to her feet hurriedly as he pulled down his jockey shorts, freeing an enormous erection. She hurried into the bedroom in which she had been taking a nap and sat down on the bed, her heart beating wildly.
From the room she had just left she could hear Karen's high-pitched plea? "Turn me over! Turn me over!" From the other bedroom she could hear the unmistakable sound of flesh on flesh as Harry attended to Elaine. Nancy swallowed hard. Her own groin felt as if it were on fire. She started to reach under her skirt and then withdrew her hand. She wasn't a schoolgirl! She sat tensely and listened to the rising tide of easily identifiable sounds that filtered into her bedroom.
Harry had stripped Elaine and then himself. He flung himself upon her fiercely when he had her on the bed. In no shrinking-violet mood herself, the red-haired girl recklessly surrendered her upturned cunt to the thrusting pole of Dave's friend. Harry's penis wasn't as stout as Dave's but looked even longer.
Elaine wet her dry lips with the tip of her tongue as Harry knelt between her parted legs and drove at her with his low-slung spear. He slotted her firmly with no help from her at all, and Elaine raised her legs still higher to increase the penetration as Harry's prick tunneled into her eyrie. She could hear her own grunts and inarticulate mewling gasps as the highly stimulating long cock carried her up to the top of a mountain.
Inside the other bedroom, Nancy was unable to stand it. She left the bed and went to the doorway, which commanded a view of the living room. Dave had picked Karen up bodily and turned the blonde girl face down over the armrest at one end of the sofa. Karen's legs were so long that her hips were still quite high, and Dave's hands scrunched her down as he moved in behind her.
Nancy stared, dry-mouthed, as Dave's hands lifted and parted Karen's smoothly rounded hind cheeks, displaying her tight-puckered anus and the beginning of her sex-split. Dave lifted her still higher and lined up his rampant erection with the newly exposed cunt-hole as seen from the rear. He lodged the head of his prick inside, then pushed steadily as Karen began to squirm.
"Owww!" the blonde girl breathed throatily. "Owww!" Dave shivered and shook his hips, and the white bludgeon disappeared inch by inch. "Ooooooh!" There was a different note in Karen's outcry as Dave hit bottom in her and withdrew for another plunge. "Ohhhhhhh!"
Underneath Harry in the second bedroom, Elaine reveled in the sound fucking she was receiving from Dave's friend. Harry's hands were gripping her backside firmly as he pulled her up each time to receive the lightning-bolt downstroke which it seemed to Elaine threatened to split her straining cunt. Yet she loved it. Her crowded love-tunnel was receiving a rapid succession of variegated sensations, each of which made its predecessor seem a pale memory.
"Harder!" she whispered as Harry slammed his pork into her juicy, slippery grotto. "Harder!" Harry all but danced a rigadoon on her sweat-filmed belly. "That's-the way! Harder!" The lightning-stroke titillations gave way all of a sudden to a hot-glowing spark that as quickly changed to a flaming live coal. Elaine thrust upward desperately with her big bottom to swallow alive the lovely prick that was exacerbating the most minute crevices of her love-passage in wave after wave of mind-reeling, explosively delightful sensual pleasure.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Elaine moaned as her pent-up juices erupted in a series of sex-spasms that shook her from head to toe. Harry pounded her with a zestful gusto that quickly changed to a staggered flurry as her come triggered his own. Elaine cushioned the male body between her legs with all her craft as she felt him jerk and jerk and jerk as he emptied into her boiling chute. When she was sure he had finished, she tightened her thighs and wrung out the last bit of carnal enjoyment for herself as she frictioned the prick still lodged within her.
Harry raised his head and wiped a palm across his dripping wet forehead. "When you come, girl, you really come! he paid tribute. "And you really sucked me dry."
"It was beautiful," Elaine said softly. "Thank you very much."
"Good manners, too," Harry grinned down at her. "How about a doubleheader?"
She had already felt the renewed stirring of his partially lapsed erection. "I'd love it," she said earnestly, and drew his dark head down upon her breasts.
Nancy remained in the bedroom doorway, taut-lipped and stomach-churning, watching intently as Dave rhythmically submerged his ruggedly sturdy shaft in Karen's sex-slot from the rear. The sound of his hairy balls smacking against the blonde girl's upper thighs was distinctly audible. The big, blue-veined penis seemed to split Karen completely each time it plunged into her up to the hilt.
The athletic blonde had long since recovered from her initial distress at the prick-distention of her agitated quim. Her voice, slurred from alcohol and sexual excitement, rose clearly as Dave's brawny cock continued to appear and disappear between Karen's softly resilient, luminescently white hind cheeks which were still spread apart by Dave's hand-grip upon each sleek sphere. "Can feel it-jus' as plain!" she gasped as her rogering continued unabated. "Ohhhhhhhh, never felt-anything like this-before!"
Nancy's febrile excitement was fueled not only by the lewd sight right in front of her eyes but by the sounds coming from the second bedroom. After a period of quiet, Elaine's voice soared sharply. "Ohhhhhh! You're doing it-again! You're- ohhhh! OHHHH! Hold-back! Hold back! Ohhhhhh, too late, too-late! Ooooooh, I'm coming, I'm commmming, I'M COMMMMMMM-MING!!!"
Karen's breathless squeal cut across Elaine's half-shriek. The blonde girl's high-pitched ululation counterpointed her red-haired friend's vocalization to Eros. "Aieeeeeeeee, do it, do-it! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeeeeeeeee! AHHHhhh!!" Her back-thrust, friction-reddened cunt wriggled furiously as Dave came up on his toes from the spastically wrenching jet-propelled bursts of semen he was shooting into Karen's sex-vault. He sank back on his heels, drained, as the blonde's inner sheath clutched frantically at his prick in a series of quick little grabs as she experienced her own deluge.
Nancy couldn't stand it another second. Dizzy from sexual frustration, she retreated all the way into the bedroom and closed the door. She sank down upon the bed for an instant, her whole body trembling. Then she stood up, raised her skirt, and skimmed down her panties. She sat down on the bed again, went down on her back, and elevated her legs. Her skirt fell back loosely upon her stomach as her hand plunged between her thighs and her forefinger slid into the moist opening nestled in the dark-crested whiskery environs of her throbbing pussy.
But the stimulation wasn't enough. With the thumb and forefinger of her left hand Nancy separated the rosy lips of her blower until the cranberry-red inner flesh appeared. She directed the middle finger of her left hand to the tight-looking pink bud at the upper salient of her revealed inner-quiff. At the first touch of her finger upon her clitoris, her legs stiffened and her half-parted lips emitted a soft moan.
Nancy masturbated herself frenziedly while her stomach fluttered and her plump thighs spasmed with tremors. Her wide, womanly bottom climbed from the bed and danced a frantic sexual jig as her upthrust cunt jerked wildly in orgasm until her finger slid off her clitoris. She sank back upon the bed, sobbing, her hand still imprisoned between her clenched thighs.
Harry Scott walked out of the bedroom in which Elaine was spread across the bed on her back, thighs asprawl and bronze-haired pussy-lips greasy and oozing. He was naked, and his fuck-reddened long penis swung limply. He approached Dave, who was still standing beside the couch where Karen had risen shakily from the sofa-arm to which she had been pinned, tottered around the end of the sofa to the sitting area, and plunged down upon it limply on her belly with her delicately graceful bare behind turned up for the double masculine inspection.
"Not bad," Harry said appreciatively, taking in the blonde's wet-deck lower aperture as well as her silky-skinned nude seat, widespread in her sexual-aftermath relaxation. "How about a swap?"
Dave glanced into the bedroom from which Harry had emerged. He couldn't see Elaine's lush, well-fucked nudity from where he was standing, but he could picture it. "Sounds like a winner," he agreed, and turned to go into the bedroom.
"Ahhhhhh-a question, Dave?" Harry said.
Dave turned. "Yes?"
Harry jerked a thumb toward the closed bedroom door behind which Nancy was lying on the bed exhausted. "What about her?"
Dave shrugged. "Play it by ear," he suggested, and went into the other bedroom. Elaine's eyes were closed, and he dropped a hand on a bare thigh and stroked the smooth flesh with his fingertips.
Elaine's eyelids fluttered, and her blue eyes focused upon him. She stretched like a big cat in luxuriant abandon. "Hi, Dave," she whispered dreamily. "Ahhhh, I feel so good."
"How'd you like to feel better?" he suggested.
She was immediately interested. "How?"
He took hold of his semen-smeared limp penis and waved it at her. "Suck this little jobbie back into shape and we'll see if we can't find something for it to do."
"Sure!" she said eagerly. She rolled herself onto her hands and knees, then with slack-nippled large breasts swinging gently waited for Dave to seat himself. When he did, she lowered herself until her head was turned sideways in Dave's groin area with her chin resting on his thigh. "Boy, from the look of the executioner here, Karen must really have caught it from you," she remarked. She inched forward until with her right hand she could raise the spend-slippery shriveled cock to her lips and take it firmly in her mouth.
Out in the living room Harry had seated himself on the sofa beside the prone Karen and was metro-nomically stroking her bare behind. The blonde girl responded with a flirting little wriggle of her nude backside and a prolonged sigh. "I feel wun-nerful, Dave," she murmured in a purring voice. "Jus' wunnerful."
Harry slipped his hand between the excitingly soft hind cheeks and finger-teased Karen's drenched pussy. The absence of pubic hair around the area intrigued him, and he reached over and flipped the girl onto her back, then stared with a smile at her childishly enfolded, girlishly fresh-looking crimsoned cunt, unadorned by the usual fleecy triangle. Tiny driblets of Dave's spend were still seeping from the pouting red lips.
Karen responded to being turned onto her back by widening her thighs. "Are we gonna do it again, Dave?" she asked, stirring from her complaisant lassitude as she opened her gray eyes. For five seconds she looked up uncomprehendingly at Harry's handsome visage before she reacted. "You're not Dave!" she exclaimed as her right hand shot downward to cover her mound while her thighs snapped together. "Whaddya doin' here!" She paused. "Oh. You're Dave's frien'. You're-' She groped "-Harry. Go 'way, Harry. Shtop lookin' at me. Where's Dave?"
"You've had Dave, and now you're going to have me," he said easily.
She peered up at him from alcohol-dimmed eyes. When his meaning got through to her, she curled up into a tight little ball with her bottom snugged against the back of the sofa. "No!" she said loudly. "Not gonna let you. I want Dave."
The muscles at the corners of Harry's mouth tightened, but he retained his smile. He seized her ankles and undoubled the long, slender legs, once more exposing the gracefully rounded belly and the bare-faced girlish-looking pussy. Karen reached down and her nails raked the back of his hand. Harry responded by standing, still holding her ankles until he had lifted her high enough so that only the back of her neck touched the sofa-surface.
"Owwww!" Karen complained. "Owwwwww!" she repeated in intensified fashion as the ankle-grip and neck-contorted pain plumbed her alcoholic consciousness. "You're-hurting me!"
In the bedroom Elaine removed her mouth from the plum-colored prick-head she had been lavishing with tongue-caresses and looked up at Dave uneasily. "What's going on out there?" she asked, licking her lips to savor the taste of Dave's fermented masculinity.
"Harry's just givin' Karen a jolt," Dave answered.
"But she sounds as though she doesn't want it," Elaine replied, listening to Karen's half-muffled outcries in the other room.
"She didn't want mine, either, until she got it, did she?" Dave responded. "Get back on the job down there. The boiler's losin' its pressure."
Elaine dropped her mouth upon the semi-erection she had produced by her expert cocksucking.
She ovaled her lips and drew steadily upon the fleshy pipe between them, moving her mouth up and down on the steadily expanding shaft. She took pride in her ability to resurrect a lapsed, fucked-out penis, but her present sense of accomplishment was marred by the sounds that continued to drift in from the living room.
Karen had freed one ankle in her struggle, and she kicked at Harry while she continued to complain vocally. Hot coals ignited in the depths of Harry's eyes, and he leaned forward and slapped the athletic blonde hard squarely across the pit of her bare belly. The breath left her lungs in a strangled whoosh, and her features turned fish-white and then a delicate blue as she fought vainly for breath to relieve her seared lungs.
Harry calmly spread-eagled her unresisting form on the sofa and moved in between the slackly parted knees. The struggle had restored his previously drooping hard-on, which he centered upon Karen's ooze-moistened target area, taking dead aim as the girl despite her physical distress still tried to deny him his goal. "N-no!" she gasped with the first lungful of air, which brought only partial relief. "Want-Dave t'-fuck me, not- you!"
She still had no strength to fight off the male penis which brutally invaded her tender cunt. "God, you're tight!" Harry marveled as sensation flooded from his pressured prick-head to every nerve-end in his body. "Can't remember when I've had a cunt this tight."
Karen tried to roll away from the inserted long cock as some semblance of mobility returned to her semi-paralyzed limbs, but she succeeded only in implanting it more deeply. "No!" she wailed in high-pitched distress. "Take it out! Take it-out!"
In the bedroom, Elaine once again raised her head from the fulsomely swollen prick she had mouth-nursed into erective grandeur. "I don't like the sound of that," she said determinedly. "Emotionally Karen's still a kid."
"Keep the hell out of it," Dave said. His arms were folded behind his head while Elaine had been tongue-lapping his prick into resurgent splendor.
"I think he's hurting her," Elaine said, pushing herself up to her knees and then sliding from the bed. "And if he is I'm going to put a stop to it."
"Come back here!" Dave roared, jerking upright from his relaxed position.
But Elaine had already trotted to the doorway and disappeared into the living room, unconscious of her nudity. Dave smothered a curse as he sprang from the bed and pursued her. He caught up with Elaine just as she crouched over the struggling figures on the sofa and Harry launched a vicious punch into Karen's defenseless stomach. The blonde girl collapsed limply as her mouth formed a silent little round "0" and her eyes rolled back until the whites showed.
"You sonofabitch!" Elaine exclaimed. She seized Harry's shoulder. "You've got a nerve, hitting the girl like that! What do you think- OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!"
Her shriek of pain was occasioned by the full-armed swing of Dave's big hand, whose palm caught Elaine's plumped-out bare buttocks squarely across their fullest area. The force of the swat was so great that it lifted the red-haired girl up on her toes, from where she toppled into the fleshy melange of bodies already on the sofa. The stark imprint of Dave's palm showed plainly on her wide sit-down, first a pale outline which rapidly turned pink and then a ruddy red.
Dave reached down, picked Elaine up bodily, and tucked her under his arm. "Carry on, soldier," he said to Harry before he turned away from the sofa and carried Elaine back into the bedroom, ignoring her thrashing legs. He dropped her in the center of the bed, then went back and closed the door.
"Goddamn, that smarts!" Elaine declared feelingly. She was kneeling up in the bed, massaging her stinging rump with both palms. "Listen, I should think you'd be ashamed of yourself!" she continued, as the original purpose of her foray into the other room broke through her personal distress. "He's raping her, Dave! He's hurting her!"
"What's rape?" Dave inquired equably. "What's hurtin' where a female is concerned?"
"Well, I don't consider a punch in the gut exactly loveplay!" Elaine returned indignantly.
"Don't sweat it," Dave answered, "since it's not your gut." He took her arm and half-turned her around so he could examine his palm-print glowing on Elaine's white bottom. "But this is your ass," he went on, rubbing his hand over it.
"What do you mean?" Elaine asked, puzzled by his tone.
Dave spread the warm, supple hind cheeks with his wrist and inserted a fingertip in Elaine's puckered asshole. "I'm gonna spray your hemorrhoids," he said as Elaine flinchingly tried to move her behind away from the hard finger thrust into her anus.
"Spray my-no!" Elaine exclaimed. She tried to wrench away completely but failed. "That's- perverted!"
"Don't tell me your husband never punked you in the ass?" Dave queried, rotating his fingertip in Elaine's squirming rectal orifice.
"That doesn't mean I had to like it!" Elaine retorted. It was an unfortunate admission, whose ramifications she immediately recognized. "No, Dave, no!" A note of panic entered her voice as he used the arm he had been holding to drag her on her knees to the edge of the bed. "That big thing of yours will give me a prolapsed rectum!"
"You women never get prolapsed anything that has a prick connected with it," Dave replied. "You just expand to fit the diameter." He swung Elaine bodily from the bed and dropped her on her knees on the floor with her chest and upper body flat on the bed. He placed his feet inside hers and by widening his leg stance, he forced her thighs apart until her inner thighs and fleshy excrescences became more visible.
"No, Dave, please!" Elaine implored him as he wet a finger liberally and begin to work the saliva inside her shrinking rectal passageway. "Please don't! Please! You'll kill me!"
Unheeding, he spat on the finger and renewed his saliva-aided penetration of her constricted anus. Then he knelt down behind her and with extended knees inside her thighs forced still wider her heavy buttocks. He applied saliva liberally to the head of his cock and then brought that rigid weapon into contact with Elaine's brown berry.
"Oooooh!" she gasped hoarsely as he forced the rubbery head inside where his finger had been previously. "Dave! DAVE! I can't-stand it!" Her hands clutched convulsively at the bed covers. "Dave! Please! You're splitting-me! Owwww!"
Inexorably he drove forward with the weight of his hard body, and his thick, fleshy lance pierced the frantic Elaine more deeply while her toes drummed on the carpeting. He bent forward for increased leverage, and the coronal ridge of his blunt-headed instrument slid out of sight inside the red-haired girl's distended anal-chute and lodged there tightly.
A piercing pain shot through Elaine's entire lower body, and she threw back her head and screamed, a piercing sound that vocalized her agonized laceration. She screamed again as Dave resumed his forceful, ruthless pressure and the large white cock slid slowly inward between her hind cheeks.
Nancy heard Elaine's scream through two closed doors. Startled, she sat up on the bed and shamefacedly removed her hand from between her thighs where it had remained until it felt damp from the intimate contact. She ran to the door and threw it open, her eyes on the sofa where she had previously witnessed Karen's screwing by Dave.
Nancy's unbelieving eyes took in the sight of Karen and the lean-bodied, handsome Harry locked in passionate embrace which obviously was close to climax. Karen's long legs were wrapped around Harry's body as he pistoned his ramrod into her yawning crevasse. Karen's burbling inarticulate breathless murmurings indicated her sex-frenzied passionate acceptance of the long prick assaulting her throbbing cunt-sheath. Her entwined arms clasped Harry's shoulders tightly, and Harry's hardworking snorting breath blended with the blonde girl's wordless approving sounds of what was taking place in her hairless sanctuary.
Elaine screamed again behind the second closed bedroom door, and Nancy pivoted. She rushed to the door and threw it open, dimly aware of noises behind her declaring a mutually explosive orgasm binding male and female sex organs stickily together. Confused, she stood partially inside the other bedroom for an instant before her gaze picked up the significance of Dave's kneeling posture behind Elaine's splayed milk-white buttocks and the angle at which Dave's thick cock was inserted between those buttocks. Elaine's wide-open mouth and scarlet, distorted face was the clincher.
"Dave!" Nancy half-shouted, rushing forward as the rigid white penis slipped still more into Elaine's straining anus. "Dave!" She paused beside the pair helplessly, not knowing what to do.
Elaine's mouth was still open, but no further screams issued from it despite the additional penetration. Dave thrust and thrust and thrust, gaining ground slowly. The head of his prick seemed enveloped into a warm, buttery-feeling bowl of flesh. Elaine groaned softly, but her clenched buttock muscles seemed to relax. Dave slid in more deeply, and the redhead caught her breath sharply, but her knees had ceased their frantic scrabbling on the carpet.
Nancy watched, open-mouthed, as Dave pulled back slowly from the reamed asshole and Elaine's rectal opening was spread widely around the distending cock. Dave emerged almost to the head and then leaned forward again, and the powerful blunt instrument slowly but surely regained the lost ground while a saliva-bubble formed on Elaine's breath-parted lips.
"Dave," Nancy said again, but weakly.
She knew instinctively that neither of the pair kneeling on the floor crouching over the bed heard her.