Chapter 4
At first glance it looked like they were dancing together. They were both standing, facing each other, naked in the dim light. Their bodies swayed and undulated in rhythm to the pulsing rock music on the stereo; Susan's long black thick hair coiled almost to her waist, and waves slinkily around the firm round globes of her breasts, so that her red hard nipples pointed out through the masses of dark curls. Emile's huge Gallic prick was pointing too, brown and straight, erect away from his body and leaning up to his face. His taut, muscular skin glowed tawny in the darkness, as he moved in time to the music.
It was a compelling sight, their ritual of attraction: even Lee and Gwen were distracted from their afterrapture. Lee, with a final spasmodic lurch, had shot his load of warm fluid into Gwen's gaping, eager hole, while the blonde clutched at his firm black body in her own ecstasy, heaving her cunt down on the prong of his dick. After a minute they both looked over at Susan and Emile.
Conscious of their audience now, Susan and the French-Canadian boy began to perform with conscientious intensity; closer and closer they moved toward one another, until the tip of Emil's pulsing rod almost touched Susan's tanned thigh. Then, in a sensuous movement that left the spectators gasping with their own desire, the two dancers slowly backed away ... Susan's coils of black hair waved over her shoulders, as she tossed back her head, and bent from the waist, her whole body wriggling in time to the music.
As the other two couples watched, she bent further and further back, until her body was an arch punctuated by the luscious round boobies, pointing up into the air. The nipples glowed in the dim light, her lush round hips swayed ever so gently and sensuously.
Then, as if at some unseen signal, she stood erect again, and the two dancers moved together. They began to move wildly now, swaying more quickly, bouncing and undulating in time to the quickening tempo of the song. Emile approached nearer to Susan's flying body-and then suddenly his lips and arms were on her, roaming all over her juicy contours of flesh.
Vernon felt himself tremble, as Emile sucked at Susan's huge nipples, and slid his hands down over the flatness of her belly and between her legs. His hand suddenly disappeared into her warm moist cleft.
"Oh, yes! YES!" cried Susan, as his finger shot up into the throbbing recesses of her dripping snatch. "Please, please!" Her voice was urgent, trembling in time to the spasms of hunger in her hot twitching cunt. She clung to him, grinding her body down onto the wonderful pressure of his finger-and then Emile shot his thumb out, probing through the hot folds of cunt-flesh until he found the quivering knob of her twat.
"Aaaaahhhh!" It was a moan now, prolonged and frantic, as Susan pressed her pussy to him, seeking to gobble up more and more of his probing, prodding digits.
They were clutching and grinding their bodies together urgently now, and the spectators noticed the sudden violent shudders of Emile's huge prong, as he rubbed it against Susan's soft thigh. The skin of his prick was taut and stretched, a droplet of moisture decked the slit at the turbulent, throbbing tip....
Suddenly, uncontrollably, Emil began to prod and finger and suck and rub, pulling Susan's body to him, pushing his finger into her box with all his might, as she ground her cunt down onto it, while he sucked with fierce, intense hunger on her breasts. His cock, pulsing, straining, and rubbing against her leg, seemed trying of its own accord to find its rightful hole ... closer and closer the long shaft with its enlarged head came to the furry mound between her legs.
"Please! NOW! I CAN'T WAIT!" cried Susan aloud, in what was almost a wail, "GIVE IT TO ME!"
Emile did. He gave it to her roughly, violently, almost brutally, his own crazed fuck-hunger by now utterly overwhelming. Grabbing her by the buttocks, he swung her around and almost threw her to the floor on her belly. With a savage and fierce cry he bent over her, his hands roughly gripping her ass and pulling her up onto her knees. Susan knelt there a moment, suspended, with her lovely lush buttocks raised from the floor a foot ... and then there was a gasp of excitement from the four spectators, as Emile roughly grabbed the orbs of her ass, held them an instant, and then violently shoved himself all the way into the pulsing reaches of her snatch.
The whole throbbing length of his brown cock disappeared into her hungry opening, and then he began to push and thrust more violently than ever.
"Oh! OH, OH, OH!" Susan was crying out in utmost rapture, as his enormous dong slid further and further up her cunt. He was slapping her buttocks lightly, and then his hands came round underneath to fondle her tits-and the novel position aroused sensations in her glowing pussy that she had never before experienced. It was incredible, marvelous, sensational! The thought of their four spectators only added duel to Susan's fervid lust-let them watch, she and Emile would put on a good show, all right!
Then suddenly, her thoughts-and her brain itself-seemed to dissolve, to melt away into the blazing, melting fire of her dripping cunt. Emile was pronging her steadily now, with stiff, hard thrusts, his penis making a sucking noise as it moved in and out ... and then his rhythm began to increase in speed and pressure. Faster he went, and deeper into her pussy with every hard grinding push-and Susan lunged backward in counterrhythm, pressing her creamy ass against his body.
She couldn't think any more, she couldn't see-she was conscious only of the feel, the incredibly exciting and fulfilling sensation of his enormous ram. Then, as his tempo increased to a blind furious series of spasmodic thrusts, as she felt his whole body tighten toward climax, she felt the overpowering waves of ecstasy and release come rolling through her. Suddenly she was shuddering and sobbing, thrusting backwards against his cock, as the waves of her orgasm crashed over her tingling body ... she heard herself crying and moaning with joy, and then she felt his violent geyser-spurts of hot, wet come.
"AAAAHHHHH!" cried Susan, as his sperm filled up her satisfied snatch, "AAAAAhhhhh! That was good!"