Chapter 4
There wasn't a great deal of space on the carpet in Kathy's room, which she shared with two other girls. Yet there was more space there, on the nice softly-carpeted warm floor than in any of the three beds. That is, when accommodations for four were necessary.
Cesar Perez was in the eighth heaven. Until today he'd been almost virgin, and for all he'd got out of those two experiences he might almost have well been pure virgin. Now . . . now he'd fucked that squirming demanding waitress this afternoon, and another girl a little while ago—the sorority vice president no less! Helena, was that her name? He thought so. And he'd seen more naked female bodies than he could find in a year's worth of most men's magazines. And better; they were really naked, all the way naked, and mobile, tits moving thighs rippling cunts peeping open and looking hungry, wet, glistening with oil. And a bunch of them had messed around with him. He didn't even know how many.
And now ... he was alone in a nice warm room on a nice soft rug with no less than three entirely naked young women, and one of them had ba-zooms like overgrown gourds or canteloupes with stems, and one of them was even blond! Furthermore, all three were hot and horny and wanted him, him, Cesar Anthony Perez. And not a one of them was even about to call him spic or greaser. He'd heard both, in his seventeen years. He knew he'd hear both again. But not tonight!
Two of them were trying to kiss his cock all at once. They were succeeding, too. The third, the Kathy who was called Jugs, was kneeling beside him and leaning way over. She damned well knew her best asset, and she was dangling those over-developed assets over his face.
"A fellow could smother in all this meat," he said, filling his dusky hands with white flesh.
"Just in case you're a tit-man," Jugs said.
"I am, I am a tit man!" he assured her, squeezing—and with his other hand reaching down to pat cock-licking Mary's bare pink ass. It felt very nice. It must have felt nice to her, too. She wiggled that most shapely posterior so that its smooth skin caressed his hand. "Also an ass man," Cesar said, squeezing tit as if he were trying to bring milk.
Kathy made a slurping noise over his cock, and twitched her hair out of the way to look up the length of his torso at him. It was a heavy-lidded look the girl languished on him. Her fingers toyed gently with the undercurves of his tight young balls. Dark eyes challenged him.
"You better be a cunt man, man!"
Cesar's tiny belly rippled with his chuckle. "Oh yes! Oh yes! I am a poosy man, Kathy . . , and I love the pretty pink way yours shows up."
She gave him a rather simpering look. "I shaved it just for you," she assured him.
"Oh sure," Mary muttered, and reached across Cesar to run a couple of fingers up and down her sorority sister's nakedly shorn pubis. The lips trembled, independently of Kathy's all-over quiver of instant response.
"You were playing with the pretty poosy of that girl messin' with Griffey," he said thoughtfully. "And licking it, too?"
Kathy made a face. "That was just until I could get a man."
"Hmmm," Cesar said thoughtfully. "Well, tonight you get a boy, not a man. I am only seventeen."
"Just my age!" Jugs breathed, leaning farther over, considering whether to go ahead and shut him up with twenty or thirty pounds of incredibly full, white tits.
"Terrific," Kathy said, "'cause I'm just a girl anyhow. I mean, I'm only eighteen.
"I love older women," Cesar assured her.
She smiled. "Wouldn't you like to slip this nice big banana right into my pretty naked poosy?" she asked, imitating his pronunciation.
"You make fun of the way I talk?"
"Heavens no," Kathy swiftly blurted. "I love the way you say 'pussy'. It's the same way Sean Connery did, in that Goldfinger flick. 'Poosy Galore,' he always said."
Cesar chuckled. He had seen the movie on TV. He remembered something else Connery had said, when that bosomy blonde introduced herself. "I must be dreaming," Cesar imitated. And his three poossies giggled.
Then, while Mary continued licking his cock and all around it, up onto his flat lower belly, and Kathy occupied her mouth and her swirly lively tongue with his balls and her hand with his ass-crease, Cesar gave full attention to Jugs's jugs.
While she bent over him, he clamped onto both her dangling treasures. With one tit in each hand, he squeezed the voluptuous swells and their nugget tips, cupping under to test the weight of the big weighty fruity baubles, feeling the sleekness of then-superb skin, making the kneeling girl sigh and gasp and go red-faced in a rising tide of delight and accelerated passion.
In all three of the young ladies of Delta Iota Kappa, Doc Driessen's formula continued sending out its mandate: sex, sex, fuck, suck, sex, get laid . ..
The wiry male hands roving so passionately and possessively over her bosomy treasures had honey-tressed Mary writhing and her vaginal deeps aching for the fulfilling surge of hot, skinned cock.
Under the impetus of her rising libido and his loving hands, her girlish little nipples became spongy, deeply-pink erections that demanded to be tasted. With thumb and finger, the supine boy caught the left extrusion.
Stretching it as far from her chest as he could, deliberately holding her back from bending with his hand planted firmly against her other big breast, he flicked his tongue over the very tip of her left nipple.
She gasped just beautifully. A lustful surge set her titillated tit afire. A big quiver went through the pendent jugs. He lapped her nipple and lapped it, mouthing the rigid rosebud while his hand remained clenched in the crinkly aureólate flesh just behind it.
Mary and Kathy, their heads together at Cesar s cock, were whispering. He made a grunting noise when Kathy's fingertip crept just inside his anus.
With his face lifted to the hard little cherry tipping Jugs's jug, he slipped the extended morsel between his hps. The sighing girl's aroused body prickled with gooseflesh. She didn't even bother to see if anyone was looking. All rules were down tonight, and all modesty. She just thrust her hand down, plucked through the reddish curls of her bush, found the damp, heat-radiating split in her muscularly taut and spongy pubic hillock, and stroked it.
She grunted aloud when her fingertips teased over her clit trigger. The boy sprawled on his back was making slurping noises at her nipple and kneading both her massive breasts in his slim hands, which looked so dark in contrast with her bone-white breast flesh. She tickled her clitoris, then shoved two stiffened fingers right up into her cunt. Viscous-sliming lips opened, flaring around her fingers, and she sighed. The breasty girl wiggled her fingertips while Cesar wiggled his tongue. He tickled the thickened nipple; she tickled the interior of her pussy. From the hot pool inside slid molasses-sticky juice, thick syrup with tiny white flecks of white in it.
Then Cesar groaned and lurched, and his teeth sank accidentally into Jugs's big tit. He had to push hard to get her to lean up a little, removing the dangling outsized gourds so that he could lift his head and peer down the length of his body.
He found himself staring at a grinning Mary. She was sitting on him, astride his thighs. He no longer seemed to have a cock. Every bit of it was standing up inside the wide-hipped little blonde with the pretty dimple in the chin of her heart shaped face and the lovely gray eyes above. She smiled at him.
"Mary!" Jugs said accusingly. "That's not fair!"
"I heard you two whispering," Cesar said, glancing from Mary to Kathy. She, too, was grinning.
Kneeling up, she was showing him her fledgeling pink pussy.
Both Mary and Kathy nodded. "We were whispering. We decided not to wait. Mary gets to go first. Then me. Then Jugs," she said, as an afterthought, with a glance at the super-titsy girl.
"That's not fair!" Jugs said again.
"Hmp!" the boy said. "I will not be coming fast! Not this time. But it's true—it's not fair to pretty Jugs. Ah, I know—come here and lick her pretty poosy, Kathy!"
"That's dirty!" Jugs snapped.
"Bigot!" Kathy snapped right back.
Cesar considered. "Look here," he said after a while. "All three of you want cock—"
"NEED cock!" Mary amended. "It feels so-o-o-good!"
"—and I have the only one here. I could even make Mary get off me."
"Oh please don't." Mary jiggled a little, making him groan at the feel of her snug cuntal walls caressing his hard-on.
"So—that puts me in charge, and I want you to bring your pretty hairless poosy to me, Kathy—and while I taste it, you will taste Jugs's." He reached up and cupped Jugs's jug again, looking between the big bubbles at her unhappy face. "You will do that, Jugs. And you will love it!"
"Kathy's the one who'll love it," Mary said. "Kathy loves cunts."
"How'd you like a fist up yours?" Kathy said men-acingly, though she had already started to comply with Cesar's demand.
"I—I feel as if I already have one in it," Mary said in a shaky little voice.
While the other three arranged themselves, Mary began rather tentatively, to move. Truth to tell, she felt very lucky. Though her breasts were about the size of lemons, neither was as shapely, and she was very sensitive about them—particularly around the over-endowed Jugs! Too, Mary had quite a curvature to her belly, and was scared half to death she'd be fat. Naturally she thought tiny-breasted girls and women were worse looking when they were fat then bosomy ones. And then Kathy was so expert with her tongue, as many members of Delt I knew. And too, Kath made a sort of religion of keeping her pink pubis so cleanly shaven, and Cesar had said he loved it
Mary felt very lucky, then. It was she who wa astride his slim, slim hips, wearing the rigidly erect club of his hot young hard-on all the way up in her womanly hole.
Watching the other three start their little lick-suck action, Mary began a slow jogging one of her own.
Swiveling her hips left and right, she fucked herself. She gave it to herself happily and well with long, slow, powerful riding-gliding strokes that filled her with hot cock to the womb. Each slide down that greased pole made her shiver in delight
A vision of happy loveliness looming over the happy boy now kissing Kathy's naked cunt, she anxiously ground her own body down to split her crotch and dislocate her stomach on his sky-reaching penis.
He felt her inner squeeze. That made him groan so that air rushed into the open-lipped, smoothly-shaven bulge of pulpy flesh at his mouth. The frantically fucking doll was doing her best to squeeze and clench her cuntal muscles around the hard virile length of his prick. He felt it. It felt wonderful.
He passed on the reward to Kathy, licking inside the wet lips of her snug-lobed young pussy. But Mary had her own reward. Her fluids seeped down in hot little gushes to coat his dark-haired nuts.
The youth's hand moved constantly. His fingers sank into the flesh of a huge breast he could not even see. It felt nice. He heard the sighs of its owner, and knew it felt nice to her too. She was getting what he was giving Kathy, as well: the delightful ego-building sensation of mouth at genitals.
A lesbian, huh?
Wiggling his tongue between full pink lips and into their tight slit just as his cock was going into another, he flicked wet tonguetip at the scalloped lobes of the supposed lesbian's inner lobes. Warm slick fluid seeped out of the lustful burrow. It slicked his lips and his chin, which was pressed into hairless cushiony bulge-flesh like a nice little pink pillow.
He sucked up that womanly oil, and he swallowed.
He drew her cuntlips too into his mouth, feeling little stubble with the tip of his tongue. He didn't mind. He could stand that. He liked a shaved pussy. And he loved the one juicing up and down, up and down his standing cock, too.
The dark-skinned lad moved his lips and tongue and teeth over the puffed folds in ever-changing pressures. In the same way, his fingers were never still on Jugs's breast—or rather in it, as he was pressing hard with those ever-active fingers and the yielding flesh was accommodatingly enfolding them.
Hearing the happy gurgle that rippled from the titsy girl's throat, he knew that Jugs was no longer a bigot about being girl-licked!
And as he nibbled at Kathy's slick cunt, filling his mouth with its spongy soft flesh, her entire body jerked with salacious and convulsive swerves and humps and twistings.
He slid his other hand up to pat her ass, which thrust up above his chest. His hand ran on down the silky back of the young woman's thigh and leg, sprawled out to his left. And the ardent boy continued eating her. While the equally warm soft lips of Mary's cunt glided up and down his cock with the blonde's steady riding, jogging movements.
Fuck and suck, Cesar thought. Shit He'd never go to one of those movies! This was far far better than the real thing, and these gals a lot better looking then any pictures of X-actresses he'd seen.
Tremors and hot juices filled both avidly-sucked pussies. Tremors and hot juices filled the cock-stuffed one as well. Three girls soared in voluptuous rapture, three sisters-under-the-skin with the same guy, and was he getting under their skins!
He soared even higher, hardly able to believe what was happening to him. Fleshy tongue slid from Lis mouth, licked about at the inner surfaces of in-flamed and twitching cuntlips. Kathy came.
He felt it. He heard her. Lucky girl! She came big, groaning.
The panting blonde now showed a tiny film of perspiration on her upper hp. She continued her lithe, swift-pumping action, forcing the convoluted tissues of her wet young vagina to open wide and fold in all around the boy's massive standing shaft. Her azure eyes were vacant. She was moving her luscious body like an automaton, set on full automatic.
Having fucked herself into a sort of sensual delirium, the blond girl kept right on pumping
Kathy s mouth made Jugs come, shrieking. Cesar heard her, loudly, and he gave her nipple a hard pinch. He heard thumping sounds and the breast left his hand. Jugs had collapsed and fallen over backward. At once Kathy scrambled backward, slithering sidewise across his chest. He kissed a jig-gly titty as it went past. Then she was pressing her cunt-smelling mouth against his cunt-redolent lips while she scratched at his nipple and wriggled on him.
Kathy paused. She told Mary that her turn was up. Mary made a whimpering sound and tried to twist her cunt onto Cesar's cock so that they couldn't be separated.
Suddenly hurling Kathy off, Cesar twisted about He grasped Mary's well-padded hip and turned. The blonde squeaked and fell onto the carpeted floor, on her side.
Swiftly he turned Mary onto her back. Her eyes bulged happily as he lunged back into her wet open pussy.
Kathy sat up, frowning, and stared. She was torn between envy and anger, and extreme interest in seeing what she'd never seen before: a guy shagging a gal in the ole missionary position. Dark lithe body on pale one; Hispanic pigmentation balling into Celtic-pale body. Very interesting, Kathy thought Very pretty, Kathy thought, and watched. Her tongue emerged to wet her lips and her eyes sparkled like gem stones.
Cesar's brother had come back from service bragging about what it was like to be fucking and to look down into pale eyes, a sweet happy pale face framed by blond hair. Cesar damned well wanted the same experience, and he looked down at blond Mary Gooderidge while he slammed very hard into her, five hard ramming cramming jolting times up her squishy pussy. She squealed aloud, and looked as if she was in some sort of a trance.
Beyond her, he saw Jugs, lying on her back with one leg slightly up. One hand lay on her cunt, whose lips were ajar. She was motionless.
Cesar pulled out of Mary and swung to Kathy, who was squatting, watching with a dark expression. Her eyes widened as he came at her.
"Wait!" she squeaked, when tie boy with the jumping jiggling dripping cock pushed her over onto her back. "Wait, wait! I'm a—I've never made it with a boy! I'm a vir—"
Hairless lips splayed around incoming male. Long thick hard cock drove straight into her vagina, where no male had been before . . . though many tongues and fingers had been, and once, a vibrator (in the hands of Clissy Mcintosh, who had graduated last spring).
"Boolshit," Cesar had said, and he had rammed into soft, juicy, open cunt. Nor was there any hymeneal membrane to bar his way to the moist mus-cous lining and folds way, way back inside Miss Kathy Norman's previously unmanned vagina.
"Ghhu-u-u-ooonnghhhh-glglglgl-l-lLL!" Mis Kathy Norman replied.
"Never made it with a boy, my ass! How does that feel, inside your beautiful naked poosy?"
"-hurts ..."
"Hurts?" Cesar's eyes went very wide. Mother-of-god, Madre-de-Dios as his mother said—could it be true? That is—have been true? This sexy voluptuary had never made it with a male before?
It was true. Kathy hadn't! Tongues had been up her welcoming cunt as far as they could stretch and be forced. Fingers had tickled around inside her, and even imitated the slithering in-out fucking action. The smooth nose of a vibrator had nuzzled just within her coraline hps, finding the gristly little clitoris there and bringing her off in next to no time. She had lost her maidenhead at age fourteen, to a finger—two, really—gone berserk with their owner's sexual frenzy. That had scared her, but it was long ago, now.
Thus the only hurt she felt was the expansion of her never-expanded vaginal canal, as Cesar's big thick cock waded in.
There was no membrane to burst. There was no blood. And with each passing second she was liking a cunt full of cock, better and better. And better still. Besides, she had been well-licked, and was coated with saliva and flowing oil-of-pussy.
Cesar took it easy. He pulled back very slowly, paused, pulled back a little more, feeling the hugging glide of her tissues on his. Then he let his prick glide gently back into her snug furrow.
Her eyes ceased being wide and fearful. The auburn orbs were dreamy. She looked drugged. She emitted long sighs. Her hands moved restlessly, fingers curling and opening, amethyst ring flashing. She made gibbering noises, which were far from ugly. Her entire organism told her it wanted to cream, wanted to turn liquescent.
Muscular, wet, never-probed cunt sucked strongly at the strong, violent, probing cock that plunged far back into her now-gaping hole.
Schlurrrp... schlup! Schlurrrpp...
Four people listened to Kathy's pussy take its first cock. Twitching and tingling all through her totally aroused organism, the auburn-haired girl ran her hands over her first male lover's wiry, firmly-muscled body with greedy appreciation and anticipation.
"And how do you like fucking?" he asked quietly, slyly.
She stared glassy-eyed at the ceiling. "I love it!" "Not a lesbian, then?"
"I just—I just never tried this! Fuck, darling—fuck me forever!"
Jugs made a giggly sound of delight. She tucked three fingers up inside her wet self and wiggled them around. And she watched with avid, bright eyes.
Warmly ensconced in the saddle between the other girl's splayed and tensing thighs, the excitedly humping boy rode her. He ground down onto the soft feminine belly in which he buried himself. His wiry young form was pressing close, digging into hairless cunt to fill the liquescent crevice and ream out its convoluted folds with powerful, smoothly flowing punches up the cunt.
What felt like thirty or forty inches of cock zoomed up her cunt and whacked her in the pit of the stomach. She let out a squeal like a mating cat Both her legs shot straight up and kicked the air. "I LOVE it!!"
She came violently alive under him. She moved, jiggling, bucking, a natural at sex who pressed the floor with her heels and palms to hunch her loins up to her dark-skinned lover. He hung on, and rode.
He could feel her body thrusting strongly and eagerly up against his and her plump, firm-fleshed and soft-skinned titties rubbing into his chest. It felt great. There was nothing quite like tits, for pillowing a man's chest!
He pounded her with his lean hips. His body rose and fell over the sprawled young sexpot while he stuffed his prick up her receptive "virginal" channel. Racing pulse sped the blood to his head until he felt a little giddy, and he slowed his movements.
She looked nervous about that for a moment, afraid he was going to stop. Then she smiled and joined him in the slow, relaxed, easy in-ing and outing. Now he had slowed his fucking strokes to a metered rhythm, while he lay on his elbows to play with, to caress her smooth and glossy tits. He liked the way they looked so pale under his bronze-skinned hands.
Jugs watched, with four fingers up inside her own quim. Rocking over onto one buttock, she thrust her other hand into her rearward crack. Her bird-bright eyes watched the fucking couple.
He shuttled around inside the auburn-tressed girl. He pinched her nipples because he saw at once that she liked that, and he shuttled his hips from side to side, back and forth, delighting in the sheer wanton lust that registered on the lovely young woman's writhing features.
Would it have made a difference, had he known her father was a federally-appointed judge with a home big enough to encompass the apartment of Cesar's family, and six others as well? Would it have made a difference, had he known that the only reason she hadn't had a debutante's "coming out" was that her father thought such pretensions ill became the offspring of a man on the government payroll?
Maybe, and maybe not. Just two young people, a couple of lads enjoying a great fuck—which was also being enjoyed by two watching non-participants.
Cesar was delighting in the sheer unadorned fact that he was fucking] Fucking girls, a girl he would never have dreamed could be his, the property of his cock, her tight, turriculate. tits the property of his squeezing fingers, which were arousingly darker than her breast-flesh; her naked, smoothly-shorn pubis and its long snug inner canal the property of his delving Latin cock; the planting place for his seed....
That reminded him. "Are you protected?" "Hmmm?"
"I am not wearing a rubber. We don' want you pregnant."
A shudder ran through her sinuous form. This time it was not a spasm of high pleasure. "Oh! Ugh! No! Please, you mustn't! Wh-what can we do to prevent it?"
He marveled. She was a sex enthusiast. A girl of good family in a good sorority. Anglo. A year older than he, and a college student. Yet her words indicated that she knew nothing about the prevention of what a sick old man in Rome called the only red purpose of fucking: a baby in her belly!
Before he could formulate a reply, Jugs did.
"You could take it up the ass," the super-titsy girl said, gliding nakedly up beside Cesar and fondling his naked, tiny butt. "I've heard about that My sister married a Catholic and they had a baby about nine months and three hours after they were married. She finally told me the secret, just about a month ago, 'cause they haven't had any more babies in three years. She takes it up the ass."
"Cock?" the humping boy said, practically squeaking. That was something that sounded profoundly nasty, not to mention painful.
"What else?" Jugs asked, with a little smile. She tickled his anus. "My sister even says it's round ... the anus, I mean. Just penis-shaped, see."
"Jesus Christ!" Kathy snapped, shocking Cesar again. Such cursing was wicked. "What else is there? I cant take it there—I won't!"
"Well," Jugs said, reaching in under to fondle the boy's dangling, wet balls and incidentally to tickle
Kathy's splayed-open, cock-stuffed pussy. "There's douching, of course. Like, the moment he comes you could run like hell for the bathroom and wash your-self out like crazy. But... that doesn't always work."
The girl beneath Cesar had gone very still. Her vagina seemed less wet, and tighter. It hurt his cock a little. He ceased moving. Shit!
"Wh—what else, then? I better not take a chance, if it isn't always safe."
There's lining your vagina with foam and stuff," Jugs said, enjoying herself, "which you haven't Jane. There's the pill, which I happen to have been for almost a year now. There are coils and things you can have installed—diaphragm." She laughed. "And there's the rhythm system. My sister says that people who use the rhythm system are called parents'"
"My gosh! I haven't—I don't have any of those things!" Kathy said.
And so Jugs made her suggestion which she'd been after all along, and so Kathy reluctantly bade Cesar's pleasantly distending penis a bonny adieu, and Jugs smiled triumphantly and held out her arms, crooking her elbows a little in order not to squeeze her magnificent mammaries together between her own arms. She could have used shoulders twice as broad to accommodate the massive balls slung almost from her collarbones to her lower ribcage.
Cesar knew that, though she had spoken mostly truth, she had deliberately set out to get him out of Kathy and into her own pretty little box. He liked that. It was more than nice to be wanted. Still . . .
He went a little contrary. He told her he wanted her from behind. The heavily-hung girl was worried about that. She made him promise not to put it up her ass. He assured her that he would never never do such a thing, and she saw his distaste.
The girl called Jugs assumed the hands-and-knees position. Massive jugs dangled.
He stared at the proffered, slender orifice she presented, framed by the rising oval walls of her asscheeks, spread out in all their feminine splendor. Her breasts hung nearly a foot beneath her. The long pendants were shaped like great pale melons on thick stems.
He knelt up behind her and pushed dripping, violently-dark cock straight into the split of her proffered purse.
She grunted. Cunt opened. Cunt swallowed cock. Cock nestled in deep. He kept pushing until she had to brace herself a little more firmly; he was crammed right against her upturned buttocks and pressuring her forward with his strong surging to be in her all the way to the limit of her pussy.
He leaned over her back. "You feel very, very good inside, you super-tited chica," he said, calling her by a name his mother used for his sisters. Actually "chi-chi" would have been more appropriate;!
that meant "tits". His hands reached down to fondle those heavily hanging chi-chis.
"You feel good in me, chico," Jugs proudly said, for she had taken Spanish in high school and remembered a few things.
Grinning, he decided to go for broke. He would go ahead and come again, up the juggy girl's fine juicy pudding-pussy.
He pulled slowly back, until just the head of his circumcised prick was inside her. Her body clasped it between thick wet lips that were as if lined with sponge or foam rubber. He eased slowly back in, happily hstening to her vocal sigh. And out he drew again.
Madre-de-dios, the fourth cunt his cock had occupied today!
Or was it the fifth? Who cared?
He braced up behind the kneeling, bowed girl, laid hold of her hips with both hands, and started fucking to puncture her cervix.
His pelvis snapped sharply against the juggling hills of her swaying ass with slapping sounds. Cock drilled deep. She grunted, groaned, sighed, and let herself down onto elbows and knees, angling to get her cheek on the carpet. Her spearing nipples touched it, felt its surface that was at once soft and yet rough against sensitive a pair of surfaces, slid over it in a way that sent heat flooding through her.
All, all through the long swollen dangling masses of her breasts.
Bending even lower, she deliberately tormented those over-generous tits by wriggling her sensuous body about in rhythm with the pulse of the heat waves.
They poured through her until she was a shuddering mass of thrilled pleasure. Slap ... slap... slap.., The impassioned girl groaned beneath his slam-ming, rotating body, taking pulsing youthful cock all the way, way up inside her—and jamming her cunt backward in search of more.
Shit, she mused, they had to find a way to keep this boy here with them, so they could do this all the time! She made a mental resolve, though her brain seemed assaulted by purple fires and was staggering, starting to burn: She would learn what he did, and whether he was looking for work.
The wiry youth had his work cut out for him, right now. He humped her bowed body with libidinous hunger and some violence while she hunched her slippery pussy backward with powerful surges. He heard her big white tits slapping together, and he grinned.
Neither of them noticed when the watching Mary began playing rather idly with the breast of the watching Kathy, who had a hand in Mary's crotch.
To the kneeling young woman, her hot humid pocket felt as if it was ballooning, distending, bloating lewdly and prodigiously. It circled big around the thick staff enveloped in its constricting folds.
Someone knocked on the door.
Jugs and Cesar paid no attention. Sex-captivated, they fucked. Mary groaned and half-rose. Her eyes went from the lunging humping pair to the door and to Kathy, and back to the more interesting sight of Jugs's big long jugs jigging and swinging beneath her while the olive-skinned boy with the black, curly hair rooted into her so vigorously from behind.
The knock at the door was repeated, with more force. The two lovers didn't seem to notice.
Grouching, Kathy went to the door. She muttered. Someone muttered back. Kathy made a muttering reply. "Well dainmit," a voice said loudly from outside, "It's my room too!"
Kathy sighed and admitted her roommate. This was a black-haired girl wearing hose and garter belt. The two sorority sisters stood gazing at the pair in the center of the room, dog-fucking on the rug. Kathy locked the door.
"Wow," the newcomer breathed, absently scratching her glossily black-fleeced crotch. "You three, huh!"
Kathy nodded. "He's already done it to both Mary and me."
"Wow. You bitches! Boy! When he's through with Tittyrella there, I want that superstudl"
Kathy smiled. "Why don't you give yourself a double treat, Patty darling ... put your mouth where his nice sweet cock has been!"
Hunching into Tugs, Cesar glanced over to see that Kathy was half in, half out of a bed, one leg dangling, while a naked female he did not recognize was busily lapping her pussy. He wondered when the brunette had come in. He eyed her cunt Nice legs, and the garter belt set off her cunt and ass nicely.
Cesar Perez was becoming a sophisticate.
Maybe, he mused, if I just hold back . . . think about other things . . . but pinch these big nipples, rub her clit maybe . . . maybe Jugs will come and fall of me . . . and 1 can have one more, on this same load....
Fortunately unaware of his thoughts but aware that he slowed down, Jugs began rocking back and forth, fucking the clenching clamp of her rapidly slithering cunt on the boy's hard male meat
The new girl, Patty, lapped and nibbled. She worked on a super-sensitive clitoris she knew very well, on and on until the lovely spreadeagled body of the former lesbian, former virgin, was arching continually to Sister Patty's mouth. Patty slurped.
And Mary, licking her lips until they glistened, looking from one couple to the other, spread her legs wide, seated directly before Jugs's head, and began sliding her fingers into herself. She looked at Cesar while she held her pussy open. He saw. He grinned. Watching, he fucked.
The room began to smell like a whorehouse on the morning after a convention.