Chapter 5
The room wavered around him. As if peering through a heat haze, Jeff saw everything as shimmering and indistinct. All he could feel was the intense, clutching hotness of Antoinette's greedy asshole encircling his cock and sucking him up into her bowels.
Jeff closed his eyes, momentarily dizzy in reaction. He continued his frenzied butt-fucking of the kneeling woman as if his very life depended on it. The friction generated warmed his loins, caused his prick to expand until it felt as if he would burst apart.
If the youth felt like bursting, Antoinette's reaction to the wonderous intrusion into her body was even more intense.. Each long, swooping motion of Jeff's prodigious manhood into her body compressed sensitive tissues, crinkled them, and sent waves of arousal surging throughout her body. From the tips of her toes to the top of her head, Antoinette tingled and felt more alive than she had in all the months since coming to America.
Jeff had really learned his sex lessons well!
And his tutor was more than willing to let him continue to explore and learn as he pleased. Antoinette wasn't thinking clearly,
but she knew she could turn Jeff into one hell of a sexy and expert man by the time she returned to France next June. That was almost a year away.
A year of having his length shoved into every available orifice of her trim, well-toned body.
She tightened the muscles of her anus and heard Jeff gasp in reaction. The powerful little guardian of her rear gate could apply pressure and prevent the exit of that massive spike of man flesh reaming her ass. The French woman enjoyed the feel of Jeff's cock stroking in and out of her body, but the filled feeling when he was buried balls deep, his pubic hair tickling her ass, was ever so much more stimulating.
For the moment.
Later, she'd need him to be cramming his tool into her with all the fierce passion he could muster. Right now, Antoinette wanted to rest for a moment, prepare for the orgasm she felt crouching to spring throughout her body and just revel in the feel of the long, thick rod of cock inside her rectum.
Wherever Jeff's cock touched her inner tissues, there was a warm, comforting, yet exciting, tingly feeling. By wiggling her trim ass slightly, she could stimulate herself further and not have to rely on Jeff to do any of the work. She realized that he must be close to coming; he was still relatively untried in the sexual arena, and she couldn't press him too much, rely too much on his staying power.
When Antoinette began rubbing her firm asscheeks against his pelvis and groin, that
was about it for Jeff. Flaring multi-colored lights blasted away at his brain and threatened to inundate him with too many different and wonderous sensual feeling all at once.
Antoinette felt his cock expand to even huger proportions, the piston of pleasure began to throb and jerk with an even greater urgency. She realized that Jeff wasn't able to continue much longer without ejaculating.
"She cried out, "Jeff, darling, my clit! Squeeze my clit!"
Jeff, through his daze, heard the request and responded. His hands glided across smooth flesh, now warm and tingling with arousal, and searched out the end of the gash flowing bank to bank with cunt juice. He found the little nubbin of Antoinette's clit and began to massage it. Jeff flicked it back and forth, then took it firmly between thumb and forefinger and rolled it in a circular motion intended to give Antoinette the maximum erotic stimulus possible.
It worked beyond Jeff's wildest dreams.
Antoinette's once slowly moving ass suddenly accelerated, and her body motions began frenetic movements as lance after lance of pleasure daggered into her body because of Jeff's clitoral manipulations. Antoinette had been worried about Jeff's control.
And hers was only lightly held!
She moaned and continued the rotary motions of her buttocks. Jeff struggled to follow her pattern, then gave up. His body told hiin to fuck the ass in front of him and to hell with anything else.
The youth surrendered totally to his needs
and began hard, fast strokes into the miniscule asshole. Each time he slammed into Antoinette's body, it felt as if her hole had gotten both hotter and smaller. He felt more and more constricted. His cock was squeezed and compressed, burned and branded with complete carnal delight.
Jeff managed to continue his digital ministrations to Antoinette's clit while his butt-fucking reached a fevered pitch. Without knowing it, Jeff managed to bring the woman off seconds before he jetted his fiery come into her eagerly awaiting rear channel.
Antoinette felt her body seized in the familiar iron and velvet grip of orgasm, and she rode the gusty winds of erotic hurricane until the storm abated, and she began to drift down from the sexual high she had experienced.
By this time, Jeff's balls had given one last convulsive quiver, and he felt the lava flow of his come exploding down his length. Buried far up the woman's ass, he blew out his white come in spurt after mighty spurt. For a seemingly endless time, he continued his ejaculations and then collapsed, spent and sated onto Antoinette's back.
The woman, sensing that Jeff might easily fall asleep in that position, and not wanting to serve as his bed, rudely dumped him off to one side. "If you're finished, say so. Otherwise, get back up there and fuck me again!"
She was kidding, but Jeff was still dazed and in a state of sexual shell shock. "Again! So soon?" He gazed down at his limp penis. It seemed to be drooling out tiny gobbets of his jism.
Antoinette laughed and rolled to a position along side the teenager. "Jeff, Jeff, I joke! This," she said grabbing at the limp, sleeping snake of his once proud manhood, "is not able to do much, eh? Not right away, but in a few minutes ..."
"Right," came two voices from the doorway. "In a few minutes, he'll be as good as new!"
Both Antoinette and Jeff turned and looked guiltily toward the entryway. Standing there were Katherine and Francoise. Jeff was speechless and Antoinette nearly so.
It took the woman a second or two before she could ask, "How long have you two Peeping Toms been watching?"
Katherine furrowed her brows and pursed her lips, as if thinking hard. "Gosh, I don't really know. It might have been from the time you asked my brother to fuck you again. Or it might have been before that."
"Oui," broke in Francoise, "I think it was before that. Jeff had just started to place his manly protuberance into my mother's ass when •..
"Oh, shut up, you two!" cried Antoinette. "You are so much the tease that you deserve to be spanked."
Katherine looked momentarily apprehensive but Francoise didn't. She promptly replied, "Ouil Yes, I think that is a marvelous idea. But you, Mama? Would you do it or would Jeff?" Her green eyes seemed to linger on Jeff's body, taking in the totality of his nakedness, relishing every single inch of exposed skin, but particularly the crotch with its still deflated penis.
"Françoise !" The tone was sharp. "Oh, Mama, I am kidding." The girl turned to Katherine and said, "Since it seems that others of our family have been having a little fun, how would you like to have some, too?"
Katherine looked apprehensive. She enjoyed her lesbian sessions with Francoise, but in front of her brother and the French girl's mother? It took her a second to sort out everything in her brain.
Why not? Hadn't Jeff just finished fucking Antoinette? And hadn't she felt herself growing damp watching her brother screwing her best friend's mother? Truth to tell, hadn't she wished it was she on the receiving end of Jeff's cock again instead of Antoinette? "Okay, Francoise, you're on !" "You bet I'm on !" the girl exclaimed. Jeff had pulled himself up to the couch and sat, watching. He corrected Francoise, "You mean you're turned on." "Oui, that, also!"
Katherine had begun undressing, but Francoise reached out and stopped her. "No, let's do this right. Pretend you are my mirror and do what I do!"
Katherine's face lighted with an inner glow as she realized what would result. She nodded, her blond locks falling forward, drifting across her forehead. A quick toss of her head and the strands of hair flowed back into place.
Francoise carefully reached up and took the button uppermost on her blouse. She waited until Katherine had duplicated the maneuver. Then the French girl undid it, watching Kath-
erine do likewise as a reflection from a mirror would.
Slowly at first, then with increasing speed, Francoise raced down in front of her blouse. She and Katherine ran out of buttons at the same instant. With a sinuous motion, Francoise slipped out of her blouse, one arm emerging inch by inch.
Katherine duplicated the motion. She hastily went to work on her bra catch after twirling her blouse in a wide arc as Francoise had done in casting it aside. In a flash of white and pink, four tits were exposed to the light of day, freed from their prisons of cloth.
Katherine noticed that she couldn't take her eyes off Francoise without losing track of what the other girl was doing. Trying to ape the French girl's strip tease required quite a bit of concentration and coordination.
And all that concentration was on the article of clothing being removed. Without even knowing it, Katherine was getting itchy and hot in the crotch, ready to do just about anything Francoise would want. Anything at all as long as they could make love to one another.
Francoise unbuttoned her skirt; Katherine unzipped hers. The material brushed against Katherine's legs as it fell to the floor. It was a sensual, arousing feeling, cotton against her limbs.
By the time Francoise slithered out of her panties, Katherine's cunt was overflowing. It didn't surprise her in the least to see that mirrored in the French girl. Francoise was also turned on and ready to go.
Totally naked, they postured back and forth,
each following the other's motions. At first they were content with merely turning, striking a pose, looking at each other. Then their actions took on a different, more erotic form.
Hands reached up to fondle gradually expanding nipples. A hand slowly massaged a pubic mound and a finger found its way down the sex slash through a watery paradise of pubic hair and unplumbed depths.
Francoise took a step forward; it was duplicated by Katherine. They continued their slow masturbation mirror-fashion as Jeff and Antoinette watched. Antoinette said, "This is most exciting,
nonT'
Jeff only mumbled, "Yeah." He was captivated by the eroticism of the strip tease and the mirrorlike perfection of the two teenagers. His sister and her French counterpart looked so much alike it was difficult for Jeff to keep them identified properly. Not that it mattered. He felt his groin strain and attempt to rise again. The time had not yet come for him to be ready yet.
He'd have to be content watching the performance going on.
Somehow, the "mirrors" had blended into each other, and Francoise had one hand on Katherine's pussy and the American girl had her hand firmly placed on Francoise's.
Their tits duelled and rubbed against each other, nipples grinding back and forth, imparting sensations that stabbed into their young chests and expanded already sizable tits with sexually stirred hot blood.
Katherine felt the throbbing and longing in
her boobs, the increased need for sexual release through any kind of activity available. She cast covetous eyes at her brother and knew he . was enjoying the sight but would be unable to aid in her relief for some time yet.
Besides, Francoise's cool, long fingers felt so good thrusting in and out of the juicy little cuntal opening between her legs. And it was stimulating to be thrusting her own fingers up Francoise's cunt.
It was immediately obvious to Katherine that she would have to derive her pleasures from Francoise rather than Jeff, as much as she would have loved to have his hard, long cock plugged into her needy socket of carnal delights.
Again, as if object was meeting a mirror's image, the two girls' mouths closed on one another and melted into a long, passionate soul kiss. Francoise's tongue leaped forth and explored the cavity of Katherine's mouth while the other girl's tongue duplicated the efforts.
Together, they established a flowing rhythm, a tide action that came and went. Soon, the motions of their organs of taste were coordinated with the finger-fucking they were administering to each other.
A tongue would surge forward and a finger ram upwards toward a dank, softly rippling interior. Then the tongue would be pushed back while the other's tongue rushed forward. The finger that had entered a hungering cunt would retreat to diddle a convenient, prominent clit. During this action, the other girl's cunt would be invaded, and the walls of her vagina explored to the utmost.
The give and take, push and pull of their lovemaking, coupled with the slowly arousing strip tease, had turned both girls into savage sexual creatures. Their need for one another had grown exponentially, and their fondlings and tonguings were become more and more frantic.
Katherine had to break off the long kiss and surface for air. Her breath was coming in huge, gusty drafts, her heart was beating wildly, causing her mountains of titflesh to heave up and down. Françoise was more composed but only slightly. Katherine had learned much about the French girl's body and had been doing her damnedest to fully arouse her.
She had been succeeding. Françoise dropped slightly and began suckling at Katherine's left tit. All the while, her finger continued its journey in and out of the slavering, frothy cunt.
Katherine's breath began to come in staccato bursts, like an erupting machine gun. The fingering of her clit, the excursions up her tunnel of joy between her white, creamy thighs, and now the sucking on her tit had all pushed her to the brink of her bodily control.
She wanted to be sure that Françoise was similarly attended to but was unable to from a standing position.
Katherine's knees had grown more and more watery in reaction to the excitement of their lesbian lovemaking. It seemed only natural that she would slowly sink to the floor and pull Françoise with her. The bonus to lying on the floor was immediately apparent to both girls.
They crossed their bodies at a one hundred
twenty degree angle and both could sample the delights of the other's tit. Katherine tasted the salt from Francoise's perspiration-dampened jug, then began licking the succulent mountain of female flesh with great gusto. As she approached the top, the perspiration on the cone of tit had been replaced with the glistening sheen of saliva.
Françoise considered it a fair trade. She had done the same thing to Katherine. As her excitement mounted, the teenager had become more and more frantic to get to the top of the pinnacle and take the blood-filled, pebble-hard mushroom of Katherine's nipple into her mouth. Françoise gently gnawed at the marblelike protrusion and felt Katherine duplicating the effort. The "dual feeling of giving and taking enjoyment in the identical fashion was new and different for the French girl. She knew the thorny bush that seemed to be shaking inside her chest and stinging and stimulating her was being duplicated every time she sucked hard on Katherine's tit.
Knowing what was going on inside her love partner's body—and knowing by feeling the identical thing—was a rare experience. Françoise knew that she'd be having an orgasm very soon.
Katherine's thoughts were similar to those of the French girl's. She felt the rustling, tingly feeling in her body spreading out like wavelets in a pond. The shores of her mind felt each successive ripple and soon she knew that each plunge of Francoise's finger pushed her just that much closer to a climax.
Panting and abandoning any attempt to re-
strain her body's fierce longines, Katherine climaxed. She gripped with feverish intensity on Francoise's tit and clamped down hard on the other girl's pussy.
Feeling the finger thrust up her twat flex and bend as Katherine had her orgasm set off Francoise's climax.
Together, locked together at the mouth and tit, finger and cunt, they rolled back and forth, hunching up with their hips to meet the slender occupant of their love tunnels and to shove as much of their bulging tits into the other's
mouth as possible.
Soon the fiery tides of passion abated and the pair collapsed, satisfied for the moment with their lovemaking.
Antoinette, however, had been growing progressively hornier as she watched her daughter and Jeff's sister finger-fucking and sucking on each other.
"Now, my pretty pretties, if you'll come over here to the nice, soft rug, perhaps Jeff would be interested in fucking all three of us at once."
Jeff looked perplexed. His cock had begun to rise, to stir from its sleep, but to fuck all three sexy women at once? There were limits to what a man could do!
"Antoinette, I'm interested but..
She never allowed him to finish. "In France, this is our version of Russian roulette. However, instead of a loser, there is a winner. If you are good and stay long, there can be many winners. We will all three lie in a row. You start wherever you want, then fuck us in turn.
"On the first time around, you must stick
your lovely prick into us once. The second time, twice, the third time, three times and so on. Comprenez-vous? Sooner or later you will come. You win and we all lose. If you can bring us all before you come, then we all win.
"It is fun. Start!" Antoinette settled down beside the other two girls and spread her legs in wanton invitation.
Jeff studied the floor in front of him, and his cock snapped to instant readiness. The sight alone was enough to bring him off. There were three of the most gorgeous women he had ever seen, all looking like sisters—triplets! Legs raised and spread so that pussies blossomed and dribbled nectarlike cunt juice out onto the rug.
Young chests heaving up and down, tits flopping slightly as if stirred by a gentle breeze. And two pairs of green and one pair of green-blue eyes longingly studying him, waiting for him to begin.
How could he possibly refuse? His only worry was that he'd blow his wad in the very first one and get them all pissed off at him. He didn't want that. He wanted them all to get off; he wanted to be able to brag about fucking three of the sexiest, foxiest chicks in the world and getting them all off.
With firm resolution and an even firmer cock, Jeff dropped between Antoinette's legs. On his knees, he edged up to the inviting, blond-rimmed cunt with the slightly blushing pink lips. Those cuntal lips seemed to smile, beckon him to come in. Jeff dropped forward, his body crushing Antoinette's breasts as he scooted his cock up to her cunt.
In that posture he couldn't quite position himself properly. The French woman reached down, grabbed his length and gave it a little squeeze before inserting it into her humid interior.
Jeff instantly felt the hotness and the dripping, clinging cunt juice long before he thrust inside. He held himself up off her body with his arms and gazed into her emerald eyes. As she closed her eyelids, Jeff leaned forward and kissed her full on the lips. His tongue flashed forward and down into her wet oral cavity as his hand-guided cock rammed up into Antoinette's bowels.
With stunning force, he slammed fully into the woman and caused a small moan of pleasure to emanate from her throat like a contented feline purring over a bowl of milk.
Jeff's balls had impacted with bruising force into Antoinette's ass, but he didn't notice. The taste of her saliva, the feel of the tight sheath of female flesh around his length was all that mattered. Jeff started to pull out and thrust home again when Katherine, who was next in
line, complained.
"Dammit, Jeff! This is only the first round.
Get over here!"
With some reluctance, yet with a paradoxical haste, Jeff disengaged from Antoinette and rolled over to his sister. Katherine's legs drew him like a magnet attracts iron. He didn't need any guidance to find his way into her steamy interior. Although he had only been there once before, it seemed like they fitted together perfectly.
His cock's entrance into Katherine's body
was not the heavy, forceful thrust it had been with Antoinette. Jeff moved his hips with an inexorable motion that was not to be denied.
The tip of his glans touched her trembling labia. Like a man resisting quicksand, Jeff's cock did not immediately plunge downward but progressed an inch at a time, creating lewd sucking noises as it went.
The purpled head disappeared inside the blood-rigid cuntal lips, then hesitated, soaking up the flow of cunt juice and slowly twisting around to titillate the delicate internal lips where more sensation could be generated. His sister's hips bucked up and tried to grind her body down around his cock in one large gulp. Jeff resisted by pulling back and maintaining his position inside his sister's cunt.
As her hunching motion died down, he shoved another inch of his cock into Katherine. The girl groaned and muttered, "Please, please! Fuck me again, Jeff. Like before!"
He doubted if she even knew what she was saying; he was only glad that it was here, now. The only two people who could know that he had fucked his own sister before already knew.
He gave her another inch of this cock to fill her edacious, hungry cunt.
Katherine sobbed and twitched piteously. Jeff moved forward another inch, the feeling of heat and compression increasing along his length. The youth felt his balls begin to tighten up and the trapped, renewed reservoir of sperm and semen begin to heat with sexual radiations.
Jeff slipped another inch up his sister's quim.
He thought she was going to have an orgasm then and there. Katherine reached down between her legs and fingered her clit, massaged the spread cuntal lips and compressed them around Jeff's cock. She tried vainly to grip his prick and squeeze in, pull it into her belly, but it was too slippery with her own lubricants.
Jeff shoved closer and another inch of his steel-hard manhood vanished inside Katherine's cunt.
The seething cuntal walls seemed to slap and torment the teenager. His stiff penis took the pounding like a cliff takes the pounding of the incessant ocean's waves. But he knew that the convulsing vaginal walls would bring him off too soon if he remained.
With a quick motion, he delved Katherine's deepest depths and swiftly yanked his cock out of her cunt with a sucking, obscenely loud
smacking noise.
Katherine moaned and seemed to collapse
limply.
Françoise was next. Françoise the aloof. Françoise the mysterious for whom Jeff lusted. His big chance to actually fuck her, to be buried balls deep up her twat.
Jeff studied her blond-furred snatch, the alabaster pillars of her legs spread in invitation to his prick. But somehow her attitude was subtly different from that of Antoinette and Katherine. Eager, yes, but reserved, as if unwilling to take part. This odd combination almost deflated Jeff's lusting cock. He wanted Françoise, he wanted her badly, but there was an ineffable feeling about her that she was agreeing to this entire scene but didn't really
want to take part. She was interested, she would have enjoyed watching rather than participating, but, since she had been invited, had accepted rather than be a spoilsport.
Jeff used everything he had learned from Antoinette and Katherine to arouse Francoise. She was well oiled. That cheered the teenager on because it meant she was hot enough to betray her own longings for him.
Yet her attitude was one of boredom. As Jeff fucked into her, he imagined his cock driving into a block of ice. He quickly left and went back to Antoinette, worried and a trifle scared that he might lose his erection.
Antoinette quickly dispelled that fear. She whispered, "Two strokes this time. And make them as good as the first one!"
Jeff did. The difference between mother and daughter was amazing. Jeff felt wanted— needed—here. There was an excitment, an electric spark that made fucking Antoinette an experience to be savored like a fine wine or a juicy, rare and tender steak.
And when he went to Katherine, this was more than simple screwing, also. There was the forbidden fruit of the Garden of Eden. Jeff had been convinced there was nothing wrong with screwing his sister, yet the effect remained. It was exciting on a physical level; it was given even more zest and vitally in just knowing that this was his own sister into whom he wantonly crammed his rod.
Katherine's attitude seemed to reflect his own. Both Antoinette and Katherine were hot and getting more aroused with each circuit he made, but she seemed to be able to communi-
cate her need. Katherine wanted to be balled by her brother.
Jeff went again to Françoise after slamming hard and fast into Katherine's cunt. He drew out his fucking of the French girl, made it as erotic and sensual as he could. He kissed her tits as he remained hidden full length in her belly. He passionately kissed her after his second thrust. She returned the kiss in kind, even clutched fiercely at his back with her long fingers, but the spark was absent.
Françoise was enjoying this, but only on a
physical level.
Jeff made circuit after circuit of the prone trio, adding one extra thrust each time. On the sixth round, Antoinette came and Jeff was forced to control himself to keep from ejaculating when her powerful stomach muscles clamped down on him.
He hastily slipped out of her and went to his sister. Katherine had been fondling her clit and remained as hot as when he had left her on the five-stroke round.
From the steaming hot, velvety interior of his sister, Jeff knew that she was ready to climax, also. He used every trick he could to think of to push her up the pinnacle of orgasm and allow her to view the wonderous sexual wilderness of that physical state of being. His fucking was fast, furious and frenetic. After his fourth stroke, he felt the muscles in his sister's body tense as orgasm began to creep through her nerves.
The sixth stroke ignited the powder keg in her belly and sent lances and knives of carnal delight blasting into her brain.
Again, Jeff escaped without creaming all over her interior. He wanted badly to bring Françoise off, but the instant he ..began his fucking of her tight, almost virginal hole, he knew he would never make it. Jeff felt his control slipping. That would have been the most embarrassing thing that could happen to him. To come inside Françoise without triggering an orgasm in the girl first.
Her mother had "scored." Katherine had "scored." Françoise was hot, but that aura of disinterest still bothered Jeff. It also irritated him because he was trying as hard as he could to stimulate her. He had to be doing a good job or the other two wouldn't have already climaxed.
Six strokes, each accompanied by fondling, sucking and caressing produced not a quiver from Francoise's body.
Jeff knew the instant he had rammed the seventh piston-hard thrust into Antoinette that he was on the verge of orgasm.
He quickly rolled to Katherine. As he entered her body, savage bursts machine gunned into his groin. His mind fogged and his hips took control of his body. He was vaguely aware of Katherine screaming out, "I'm com-innnnnnnnggg ! Aieeee ! !"
Most of all, Jeff was aware of his groin's explosion. The atomic bomb blast of his come ruptured his lust tube and spewed forth into Katherine. He pumped far more than seven times into her; he didn't care anymore about the rules of this erotic game. All that mattered was the private carnal universe he shared with
his sister, their mutual orgasm, the tossing and hunching of their bodies, the mixing of their bodily juices, their perspiration-sheened bodies sliding against each other.
Jeff slumped forward and lightly kissed Katherine when he was spent. She opened her sea-green eyes and said, "Brother, dear, you're wonderful !"
"You're not so bad yourself, sis !"
Jeff drew himself out of her and collapsed, back against the sofa. His pole had lost its stiffness and limply dangled between his legs. When Jeff looked up at the three blondes still stretched out in front of him, he wished he had a magic lamp. His first wish would be a new erection and the ability to make at least twelve or fifteen rounds.
This had been fun !
But Françoise still bothered him. She looked contented enough, but she hadn't come. Antoinette had been the first, Katherine had come twice, but Françoise just didn't seem to get much more than a slight amount of physical gratification out of it. And he had tried, Jeff knew how hard he had tried.
The girl was an enigma. One that he desperately wanted to solve.
Françoise said, "Since Jeff's out of it for awhile, let's form a daisy chain !"
The three maneuvered around and soon had mouths firmly over still frothy cunts. Jeff watched the flow of bodies, golden in the rays of the setting sun, and listened to the slurping and lapping of tongues against cunts. One day, he would figure out what it would take to un-
lock the tremendous reserves of sexual energy hidden inside Françoise.
When he found out, Jeff imagined a torrent tnat might drown thousands. But what a way to go I *