Chapter 5
I just thought it was wonderful of Emily to bring the gang home, and I certainly did love gang bangs. Now I would have the last laugh. I would have the most wonderful surprise for Emily tomorrow.
I looked at my watch and it was five in the morning. That certainly wasn't any time to call my new found friend from the newspaper ad, but I decided, what the fuck, if he was stupid enough to advertise in that kind of paper, he deserved phone calls at five in the morning, I rationalized as I picked up the phone and began dialing his number.
The phone rang once before he answered, and I heard his voice on the other end, sleepy, but still sexy as hell.
"Hi, baby," I said, "This is Seal ... Seal Maddon. Remember me?"
"How could I forget?" All of a sudden the sleepiness was gone from his voice and I knew he was wide awake.
"How is it?" I asked.
"How's what?"
"Your prick, darling. Actually, what else would I be inquiring after at five in the morning?"
"My prick is always ready for something like you."
"How about my sister?"
"Your sister?"
"Yeah, you heard me."
"What's she like?"
"She's everything that I am, and moref "I don't think that's possible." 'Well, you haven't met Emily, yet."
"Are you coming back with her?"
"Bet your ass, I am. I wouldn't miss out on a dick like that."
'When do you want to come?"
"How about right now?"
"Suits me fine."
"Okay, see you in half an hour," I said and dropped the phone back onto the cradle.
I walked into the bedroom and found Emily sprawled out across the double bed, exhausted from all the activity she had just had. But had faith in my sister. I knew her well enough to know that when she saw that guy's tremendous prick, saw that big dong hanging between his legs, she'd come to life and that pussy of hers would open up and she would be ready ... hot as hell for anything he had to offer.
"Hey, Emmy," I said, plopping down on the bed next to her, "How about a good fuck?"
"You must be kidding, Seal," she said in reply, opening one of her eyes, sleepily.
"No kidding, I'm serious."
"Who's left? I thought they all had gone."
"Nobody's left yet, but I met somebody tonight that I'm sure you'll be interested in."
"Oh, you mean on your little adventure."
"Yeah, but let me tell you, it was anything but a little adventure. I met a couple of guys who advertised in that newspaper you brought home a few days ago, and one of them is hung like King Kong. One of them has a prick that'll satisfy a cow."
"Well, I'm no cow, baby, and I'm sort of tired."
"I'm telling you, Emmy, you won't want to miss this one. He's built like a brick shit house, has the face of some Greek God and the biggest prick this side of pussy heaven."
"Don't talk like that," she said, and I could tell she was getting hot and bothered thinking about it.
"I'm telling you, Emmy, he could fill that cunt of yours so full, you'd think it was packed."
"Okay, sweetheart. You got me. Tell me more about this guy."
"There isn't too much to tell. I just met him this evening and we had a hot time in bed. I knew you'd want to meet him. I think he's more your type than mine, and besides, even if he isn't your type, you'll get a screwing you'll never forget. He'll give you such a fuck that you'll remember it for days."
"This guy must really be something, if you're carrying on like this."
"You can say that again! You know I don't carry on over everyone. You know that when I flip my lid over a guy, it's worth seeking it out."
"That's for sure. Maybe I could manage the energy to put my face back on and we could go over there."
"It's only on the other side of the village. We could be there in ten minutes."
"Okay, sugar, you're on," she answered, getting up from the bed and sitting down at the dressing table and putting her face on, very carefully, very cautiously.
I was watching the time the way a child waits for Christmas and tried to rush her, tried to help her out by doing her hair and helping her select the right outfit for the occasion.
At last we left the apartment, hopped into a taxi that had been cruising by.
I gave the driver the address and began to wonder whether we'd have an accident before we got there. I don't think he looked at the street once; his eyes were glued to the rear view mirror so that he could see my humpy sister.
He dropped us off in front of the door and waited until we were inside. Then I ran like crazy right up to the apartment and rang the bell.
When he answered the door, he was only wearing a pair of shorts, and his gorgeous body was nearly completely visible to us.
I saw Emily taking in his huge gorgeous form, hungrily, so that she was glad that she came. I knew this when I saw her licking her lips in anticipation.
"Well, aren't you going to invite us in," I said, as the three of us stood in the hallway staring at one another.
"Sure I am," he said, stepping back and opening the door a little wider.
Emily and I stepped inside and Emmy took in the living room down to the last detail. I meanwhile, being familiar with the apartment, familiar with the set-up, moved directly into the bedroom and pulled my clothing off.
When I was naked I hopped onto the mattress and laid there, waiting for my stud to come back and service me.
In a moment the two, Emily and my gorgeous hunk of man, appeared in the doorway.
They must have had some action going because Emily's hair was mussed, her blouse was open, and my stud friend had difficulty keeping that tremendous prick of his in his shorts. It was easy to see that it was hard, hot and ready.
In a flash he pulled his shorts down, exposing his hot cock to my sight, and I knew he came on the spot.
While Emily was stripping down, hejoinedme on the bed and began running his finger up and down my thigh, poked at my cunt and kissed my legs.
I was hot, horny, ready for some real action, ready to feel that prick sliding right up into me, waiting to feel the head of it stretching ... pushing against my walls, scraping its way along my canal.
He positioned himself between my open legs, pointed his cock downward at the target and sunk lower and lower, driving that tremendous prick deeper and deeper into my body.
"That's real good," I said, undulating my body, moving my hips upward to meet his thrusts ... his plunges.
He was all the way in, now; every last fraction of an inch of that cock was filling me, stuffing me full and giving me the delicious sensations I wanted so desperately.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Emily stepping out of her clothing. I urged her to hurry; urged her to get over her and get a piece of this prick.
"Okay," I said, "Let's have it; let's really have it good, now. Show my sister what kind of a man you can be in bed."
It felt so good having that big brawny stud riding my pussy, giving me the kind of fuck I enjoyed.
But I didn't want to get him too worked up. I wanted him to be able to service Emily; wanted him to shove that shaft deep into her.
"Okay," I said. "Give it to Emily; let her have it."
Emily was already moving onto the bed and moving in close to us. I pulled off of his prick and got up at the head of the bed. I quickly moved to a chair next to the bed. From that position I'd be able to give him instructions, and egg him on to really fuck Emily good.
Emily spread her legs like a pro, exposing her pink little pussy to her man. She reached down and spread her lips apart as he directed his cock head into her slit and drove it in forcefully, wildly, with one fantastic jab.
I thought I saw Emily cringe, but knew she was enjoying it from the little moan coming from her.
"Okay," I said. "Give it good. Give it like you gave it to me earlier tonight.
His hips began to work faster ... harder, as he pumped every bit of his large meat into my sister's body.
Her hips were pressed flat against his chest, and from my angle it looked like Emily had hair on her chest and I began giggling.
"What the fuck's so funny?" He snapped, thinking that I was criticizing him.
"Nothing. I was just thinking of a personal joke."
He didn't answer me; just grunted and returned to his work. His hands reached in between their bodies and grabbed hold of her tits, squeezing them ... kneading them. All the while he was giving her a good hump.
Emily dug her heels into the bed and arched her pussy into the air so that he would have an easier target-so that he would be able to drill her full with each stroke.
It was exciting, sitting there, watching his body thrash into her, watching Emily buck back at his every thrust. The muscles rippled through his body with every movement. It was exciting watching Emily's long claws leaving red marks across his back, and I couldn't help but let my hand move down and find my own slit and begin to masturbate in rhythm with their fucking.
I moved my chair up close and began running my hand up and down over his legs, up over his rump and on to his back. Every inch of his body was hard ... rock hard ... and beautifully developed. He sure was a find, and I sort of regretted the fact that Emily and I didn't particularly care to see the same person too often. I would have enjoyed the idea of taking him on as a regular hump, sort of a consolation prize for losing Chris.
The two of them were moaning like crazy on the bed, rolling around and thrashing at each other. He was really in the saddle, nice and proper, like, and I gasped as he began to take longer strokes and I could see his cock sliding out almost to the tip, then slamming forward again, filling my sister's hole with hot steaming meat.
It was strange to see it coming all moist and wet from my sister's cunt juice, but I enjoyed watching that hard rock-like muscle sliding in and out; enjoyed the sight of his body, all together.
I picked up my own pace when theirs increased. I began running my fingers through the thick hair on his legs, moving up and playing with his ass hole, sticking my finger in, slightly, as he raised up, pulling out of Emily's cunt.
"Oh, fuck that girl. Give it to her good, you pussy humper."
"Yeah, give it to me!" Emily echoed. "Give it to me the way my sister said."
"Alright, baby, you asked for it," he said. "Hang on!" he continued, through clenched teeth, and picked up his speed to an unbelievable pace. I could hardly believe that Emily was enjoying it as I saw the bed sag each time he threw his meat into her. He was going so fast, the whole bed was shaking. I was sure that the whole apartment must be vibrating from the action going on in the bed.
That was what Emily wanted. I could tell by the expression of ecstasy that clouded her features. She wanted this guy to go ape; wanted him to be a hot lover; wanted him to fuck her good and give it to her right up the twat the way she wanted it.
Suddenly she gasped, low in her throat, and wrapped her arms around him tightly. He moaned in reply to her and his body stiffened. The two of them were going to come any instant and I was torn between the thought of watching them go through their ecstasy and bringing on my own climax. But it seemed as if my fingers had a will of their own as they raced in and out of my cunt, faster and faster, until, at last, I was moaning along with them. Spreading my legs as wide as I could and letting my juice run from my pussy.
When at last, I finished, I leaned over again and the two of them-were sprawled on the mattress, breathing hard, trying to regain their strength. The evening had been a success, and now the two of us could go home and go to sleep for the rest of the day until it was time to get up and find more men, more pricks, and more fun.