Chapter 7
Seal and I had a very exciting thing happen to us. At a Fourth of July weekend picnic. It all came about in the most innocent ways and ended up in some hot fucking-some of the hottest the two of us ever got mixed up in.
It all came about because Seal met this young, handsome insurance man that she was sucking off regularly. He invited the two of us to go to his company's outing on some small island off the coast. Well, this suited us to a tee because we knew from experience that that insurance company had the grooviest looking men working for them. We had to get up at the ungodly hour of nine o'clock in the morning, pack our bathing suits, dress, put on our makeup and leave the apartment to be picked up at ten. By the time we got to the island, Seal and I were totally exhausted. The ordeal had been too much especially since the night before we had been out to the theatre, dinner, and a four hour fucking session after that. So, here we sat at ten o'clock in the morning, with our cunts aching and our heads hung over and our eyes drooping. One of the handsome young studs bought us some coffee, and by eleven o'clock, the two of us seemed to have come to life. Anyway we were babbling incoherendy and it seemed to be sufficiently amusing, so that we had attracted quite a crowd of men at the picnic site. Most of them had left wives and chddren sitting alone, and each time Seal or I trotted off to the ladies room, we got the most evil, wicked looks from wives, children and girl friends. Finally we could stand it no longer.
"Seal, what do you say, we take a walk and explore this island paradise?"
"Sounds like a good idea, Emily."
"It'll be good exercise for us. You know how I like hikes, anyway."
"Any of you guys care to join us?
Most of them offered to guide the way, and there were only one or two, and they were older ones, that decided that they would remain behind. This suited us perfectly fine and we began marching toward the hinterlands of the island. A short while later we came upon a grassy clearing. There were about twelve of us, in all: ten guys, Seal and I. And as we had made our way through the brambles and briar, we had been felt, goosed, pinched and fondled by these ten guys. There was no putting them off any longer. We both knew that. And we really didn't want to put them off, either, because we were as smart as they were.
But the only thing we had decided on the boat ride over was that it would be one-to-one. Neither of us had the energy to go through an orgy scene. Neither one of us felt inclined to do that, today. Now our problems were simple: isolate the one we wanted and take him off somewhere to take care of us.
I saw that Seal had selected hers. Some were tall hairy characters who would probably have something like twelve solid inches of hot solid cock for that cunt of hers, but I was having a little bit more trouble deciding on the ones I wanted. I couldn't make up my mind between two of them, but suddenly I got that old cunt twitch, got that old longing, and decided to make up my mind quickly. I turned to the guy closest to me and hooked my arm around his.
"Sorry, fellows, but my friend, here, and I are going to take a walk. See you all soon."
The guy I was with was smiling from ear to ear, but disappointment was clearly visible on the faces of the other men.
As I began walking away from the crowd with my new friend, I shook my ass beautifully, so as to give the other men something of a consolation prize.
"By the way, honey, what's your name?"
"Bob," he answered, letting his arm slip around my waist dangerously low onto my buttocks.
"I dig your action, Bob. I'm sure you and I will be able to get along real well together."
"That's for damned sure," he said, pulling me in closer to his body and increasing the pace of our walk.
We found a nice little clearing in the middle of some tall bushes, and settled into it. I turned my back for a moment and began undressing. And then when I turned around, turned in the stud's direction, I was shocked to see him standing there, naked, with his prick fully erect and ready for some hot fucking action.
The sight of Bob this way, turned me on, completely, and I began squirming around on the soft grass like some kind of bitch dog in heat.
I could never have enough cock; never have enough fucking to satisfy me. I could be fucked 25,000 times and I'd still want more crotch action, much more, still need it, still have to have some cock inside of me, pumping me full of white love juice.
As Bob approached me, I reached out and touched the red, throbbing thick head of his cock and I was glad for my decision. He had a big one; a thick one, and it was going to be shoved up my cunt in about three seconds. He caught his breath in his throat as I ran my long, slender fingers down the stalk and fondled his balls in my hand. I wanted to give him a thrill; wanted to give him a hot time like no one else had ever done. That was one thing that Seal and I tried to do. We tried, we worked hard to give the men we were with thrills that they would not soon forget; thrills of their lives. And another thing we liked; to have our men feel at ease, to have them call the shots, make the moves, and the two of us usually could go along with whatever it was that would make the men we were with happy.
As he crawled over closer on the ground next to me, I just laid there, completely passive, waiting for that signal or sign that would tell me what it was he wanted.
His fingers roamed nervously over the entire length of my body. At the same time his lips came down gently onto the soft, spongy flesh of my tits. His tongue moved out of his mouth and began licking at my nipples, making them stand up straight with pleasure. He opened his mouth and began nibbling, gently, on my right tit, then my left tit, as his fingers found their way down toward my love hole, separated by pink little pussy lips, and found their way into my hole.
I scrambled around on the ground and moved up onto his finger and brought my hips up off the ground, increasing the contact, as he set that spot of my womanhood on fire. I was ready. There was no question about that. I was ready and willing for anything; ready to give him a good fuck, a good roll in the hay.
I reached down and grabbed hold of that huge, throbbing cock head of his and slowly I began moving the flesh in time with his own fingers that were fucking my cunt.
I sat up on the ground and bent forward in such a way as not to interrupt his fingers, but at the same time, positioning myself so that I could lick and suck at the head of his dick. The thing actually thickened in my mouth. I slowly wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock and began sucking it in, inch by inch. I slid the moist, juicy lips of mine all the way down onto his hot pulsating, throbbing piece of meat and heard him moan out above me.
His hips, now, were moving, picking up the tempo of his fingers, and he began pumping and shoving that thing into my mouth, driving his hard joint further down into my throat. He liked it. There was no getting around it. He enjoyed it this way. I could tell by his movements; could tell by the moans coming from his body.
With his free hand, he held my head steady as he worked more of his meat in and out between my lips. But suddenly he stopped short, in the middle of an inward stroke and pulled his throbbing flesh from my mouth.
"What's wrong," I asked, as soon as he had come out all the way. "Didn't you like it?"
"Loved it, baby. You're just too damned good for me; I almost shot my wad right then."
"That wouldn't be good."
"That's for sure. I gotta get into that beautiful cunt of yours."
"Okay, I'm willing ... as a matter-of-fact, I'm a lot more than willing," I said, smiling up at him, leaning back onto the ground and spreading my legs wide.
Without any other communication between us, he positioned himself between my spread and lowered his body downward onto mine until his dick was in position. Then he pushed forward furiously and penetrated my cunt. I gasped out loud and clutched his back, digging my finger nails into him. At the same time his head and his lips made contact with mine.
The rigid tip of his cock forced its way into my hole and I squirmed, quivered, moaned out beneath of him, beneath the hard manly flesh of his body.
Then suddenly he was off me-completely. He withdrew his whole cock from my cunt and I let out a little gasp.
But again I felt his cock head opening the quivering lips of my pussy as he began his journey inward again. I was so hot I couldn't hold on any longer; couldn't hold back. I needed him to give it to me. To fuck me; to overpower me, to dominate me, and let me know who was boss.
I must have communicated some of this need for him to possess me, for suddenly his arms were around me; holding me tight, against his body, shoving that cock deep into my pussy, and I could feel my cunt melting around his prick, fusing us together, as one.
I wrapped my legs around his strong back and wiggled my pussy all the way up onto his solid piece of meat until I felt the old balls rubbing against the ass hole. I was bucking like some wild mare being rode by her stud and felt all of his resistance draining from his body; felt him turning into some kind of wild savage as his tempo increased and each thrust became longer ... harder.
"Possess me," I whispered in his ear.
"Alright, baby," he moaned, and dug his fingers into my ass cheeks, holding me firmly in place.
His attack was unbelievable ... savage ... unhuman-as his hard flesh pounded against my own tender little body. His thrust was unbelievable as he penetrated and filled my pussy to the hilt with each one of his strokes.
"That's so good," I cried out, losing control. "Fuck me," I whimpered, on the ground under the weight of this driving stud.
We rolled around on the ground until I was on top of him and then he pushed me to a sitting position, holding my buttocks firmly, and lifting his hips to slam his shaft deep into me. He spread his knees wider so as to get better leverage. I spread wide so as to allow him complete entry and contact into my open vulnerable pussy.
"Ride that cock, bitch!" he demanded, losing control completely, now.
"Okay, Bob. Anything you want! It's so fucking good," I moaned out from above him.
The two of us soared higher, like birds flying to the moon, gliding off toward the horizon. Neither one of us knew what was happening, but suddenly our bodies exploded and began convulsing with complete climax. He screamed out to me to fuck him good, to ride him.
"Now!" he screamed. "Now! Give it to me. I'm coming!"
"Me too," I hollered.
"Here!" he spat at me viciously as he lunged up into me. I felt his already swollen shaft swell still more. as his hot load flooded deep into me, mixing with my own juices.
He was squeezing my tits, and that was all it took to send me over the edge. My body twitched and jerked, flooding my canal with the love juice of my pussy. My passion was so great I continued to ride his throbbing shaft, now slick with our mingled orgasms. Finally, when I heard the moist sounds of his pubic hairs squishing under me, bathed in our combined juices I fell off him and lay there exhausted.
There was nothing either of us could do but lay there in the cool grass and suffer our delirious exhaustion.