Chapter 7
How Brenda had caught him, Rod Saylor didn't know. But he did know the gleam in his wife's eye. She' was as hot 'for Gerta Franz's pussy as he had been. And if the way young Gerta was stroking her tits and gazing at Brenda was any indication, the girl was ready and willing.
Rod rolled to the side of the bed to watch the action.
Naked, the two females stared at each other with hot eyes, with tits rising and falling in equal tempo, the flush of sexual shock tinting the lush rolls and the intriguing hollows. For a moment, they seemed to forget Rod's existence.
Gerta extended a hesitant hand, wanting desperately to feel Brenda's flesh, to fill her grasp with weighty fits and explore the quivering bulk of the exciting body.
Somehow, the mass of pubic hair, spreading from white inner thigh to white inner thigh and high on the under curve of Brenda's belly, seemed mysteriously beautiful, inviting. Gerta thought of slowly parting the strong thighs and exposing the cunt-lips .not now visible.
As, if understanding the girl's fascination, Brenda moved her feet apart, then raised her arms high. She trembled violently and little ripples of excitement ran the length of her body.
"Did you ever get it on with a woman, Gerta?" she cooed
"No," the girl sighed. "Melanie and I have talked about it a lot, but we never did it."
"Well, I do more than talk about it," Brenda smiled, falling to the bed beside the hot, young female body.
Furiously, they embraced, fitting together their tits and close-pressed bellies. When Brenda's lips sought hers, Gerta responded with frenzy. Her hands slid around and down to the solid cheeks of the woman's ass, molding and squeezing the big globes. Then her own ass was being petted, fingers pressing the cheeks together, then spreading them, exactly as Rod had done earlier.
Legs shifted and spread and they came together, cunt to cunt, ankles entwined to secure their closeness. If she hadn't seen it, she felt it now, the firm fat lips of Brenda's hot pussy, closing over her cunt in greedy smothering. A streak of lust shot up into Gerta's belly as her clit was rasped with hairy flesh. She moaned and began to hump at the heavier hips, her hands crawling over and around Brenda feverishly.
A thrill of sensation knotted and relaxed Gerta, and she found herself being pushed back, with Brenda half over her. A moment later, fingers moved to open her quaking cunt. She groaned with ecstasy as the fingers entered her deeply.
She opened her eyes and stared at Brenda's tense face. "Oh, my God, yes!" the girl gasped.
Brenda's head went down and her mouth closed stronger over the nipple of Gerta's left tit. She nibbled and sucked, pulling the tit meat high. Gerta closed her eyes and the nibbling and kissing moved down to the heaving softness of her belly, then even farther. Her legs Opened wide and then the demanding wet mouth replaced the probing fingers. Gerta shrieked with joy as the swollen button of her clit was nibbled and pulled as her lit-tips had been.
Then a long, squirming tongue shot into her cunt, like Rod's, but with more knowledge of where it felt best. Fingers parted her plump lips, and the grinding mouth, the flicking tongue went deeper and all around the flaming walls of her pussy.
Moaning, Gerta raised her head to see the wonderful caress. Brenda was now on her knees, her body half off the bed. Over her back, Rod was standing and moving behind the broad bend of his wife's back. For a split second, Gerta could see his cock, distended fully, waving and darting. Then as he came to her, Brenda yelped into Gerta's cunt and her body snapped up to the clutch of her husband's hands.
"Oh, yes, Rod, darling ... REAM MEEEE!" she cried out. "Fuck me while I SUCK YOUR CUM FROM HER PUSSY!"
The woman's eyes were glazed as Rod panted and thrust his dick into her splayed pussy. Her mouth hung slack and she gasped, her entire body shaking violently at each thrust that Rod gave her with his cock.
Gerta, her legs still widely parted, stretched forward to put a hand on Rod's head, now almost resting On Brenda's shoulder. Over the first shock of being so brutally entered, Brenda began to gasp and moan, her tongue hanging half out of her slack lips.
Gerta scrambled off the bed and went to her knees beside Brenda's straining thigh. Her hand shot under, feeling the taut curves until she had her fingers on the thick shaft of Rod's prick as it coursed into his wife's cunt. Thrills caused her to shiver, and the fiery sensation left flaming ecstasy in her cunt.
The feel of cock-flesh pistoning wetly into cunt-flesh, the sight of Rod pumping blindly in his wife's writhing body caused saliva to drip from Gerta's mouth. She pressed close, sending one hand under to' feel the pulse in Brenda's belly, the other clinging to the swelling meat of Rod's big cock.
She knew from the vibrations in Brenda's body that the woman was coming. Gerta fell to, her knees in front of Rod's meat, wet with the juice from his wife's pussy.
"My mouth, Teach!" she gasped. "Put your juice in my mouth!"
She ovalled her lips around his cock-head and Rod pressed forward.
"My God ... beautiful!" Brenda Moaned from behind the girl.
Rod put his hands on his student's head and pulled her forward, forcing his massive dick farther into her mouth. Gerta closed her lips around his solid shaft and began to suck slowly as she continued to run her fingernails over his bails.
Her tongue raced back and forth over the swollen knob and then she took him deeper into her mouth until she could feel his prick touch the back of her throat. She made little swallowing motions, catching the pulsing organ in a grip that made Rod shudder.
Then she assaulted his cock more avidly, pulling, sucking, nipping, driving him into a frenzy. His hips began to shake uncontrollably. He gripped her head tightly, ramming his monstrous tool in and out of her sucking mouth.
"That's it, Gerta, that's it!" Brenda cried. "He's coming! SUCK, GERTA! SUCK MY HUSBAND'S BEAUTIFUL COCK!"
Gerta maintained a solid grip on the hot prick as it pistoned in and out of her head. She felt his balls contract. Then he stiffened and she tasted his fiery jism as it shot deep into her throat. She sucked harder and he moaned, delirious with the sensation as he emptied his boiling load into her mouth.
Finally, he released his grip on her head and fell onto the bed beside his wife, sweat glistening on his forehead. His eyes were wild and he shuddered with the after-tremors of his climax.
"Now, Brenda, honey," he said when he could finally catch his breath, "would you mind telling me what the hell you're doing here?"
"The same as you," his wife grinned. "Fucking some of our students with Jean Beard! The party's next door ... come on!"
By the time Hans had dropped Peggy Ford off at her house, she had told him about the group. All the way home, his mind was trying to devise a way of convincing Helga that they should start seeing the Fords, the Saylor's and the Beards socially.
Peggy had told him that there were ways to bring Helga around, once the ice was broken.
He was dreaming of tucking Jean Beard and Brenda Saylor, as well as Peggy as he parked his car and walked up to the house.
As he passed the bedroom window, he saw a light and looked in.
There was his wife, naked, on her back with her legs high in the air. And above her, lowering her beautiful young face to Helga's pussy, was Melanie Farr.
The sight of the young girl's face nearly coupled with his wife's cunt shocked Hans. But it also made his dick hard.
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"OHHH, SUCK ... SUCK MY CUNT!" Helga wailed, driving her pussy-meat into the willing girl's face.
Helga's cunt-juice rolled in waves down Melanie's throat. Her head bobbed wildly as slurping sounds came from her greedy mouth. She sucked and swallowed the rapture from the woman's cunt as fast as Helga could expel it.
At last when the heaving body beneath her started to subside and her own come had vaulted through her body, Melanie raised her head from her syrupy pussy-mound. She looked up between the heaving globes of Helga's pink-tipped tits.
The woman's heavy-lidded, lust-inflamed eyes returned her stare. She looked down between her heaving tits at her lover and flicked her tongue out. She ran the hard, red tip around and around her sensual lips in open invitation.
Quickly, Melanie pulled herself up alongside the perspiring body. She took Helga's head on her shoulder and tenderly kissed the open mouth. "You were in bad shape, weren't you, Helga?"
"God, you said it," the woman sighed. She began to gently caress, the girl who had brought her so much pleasure. "And that reminds me ... I've wanted to do this ever since you walked in here!" She bent over to kiss the rose-tipped mounds of flesh which punched against her body.
It was all the young girl needed, an invitation to offer her pussy to Helga's tongue and mouth. Cunt-juice flowed from her lust swollen pussy-lips and traced streams down her soft inner thighs as she swung her body up and over the other female's. She scooted along Helga's belly and over her big tits, leaving a shiny trail of pussy-juice as she moved.
"Yes, yes ... come on, pretty baby," Helga cooed. "Bring your sweet pussy up to me! Give it to me, Melanie, honey. Give me your cunt to eat and suck!"
Melanie reached the open space just above the woman's face. Tiny droplets of her juice streamed in thin lines off the ends of her pussy and flowed down across Helga's flushed face. Slowly, ever so slowly, loving the anticipation, she lowered the whole mass of her cream covered crotch down over the woman's face.
"Ohhhh, yes, yessss. Oh God, eat me, eat me!" the girl wailed when she felt Helga's hot tongue attack the inner walls of her pussy.
The room was soon resounding with passionate moans and sighs a second time. But now the sounds were lighter, more feminine-but just as intense.
Eating Helga had brought Melanie's body to such a high pitch of passion that she started coming at once.
The asscheeks, the cunt-mound, and the belly itself were now dripping with a mixture of perspiration and the sticky juices that kept shooting from Melanie's cunt as if the hole were a never-ending fountain of lust.
"Oh, shit! Oh, fuck!" Melanie cried. "I'm there, Helga! You got it! You got me coming! FUCK ME! HURT ME!"
"Yes, yes!" Helga gurgled, her voice rising a full octave, becoming loud and piercing.
"Ohhhh, Jesus, what a suck! What a fantastic suck you're giving me!"
"That's it, that's it, baby! Get it off, get it off!" the woman shrieked around her mouthful of pussy-hair and cunt-juice. "Come, goddammit, come! Damn you, come!"
Melanie's cries of pure ecstasy rang off the walls of the room as her steaming cunt climaxed again and again. She was coming beautifully, completely. The juices pumped in steady streams from her hot cunt. Her body went wild as her fingers clawed and tore at the woman beneath her. Her teeth clamped down on the tip of her tongue until blood bubbled from her lips.
Then, suddenly, the young body went stiff as a board. Helga's ears were filled with the girl's piercing scream. But it wasn't a scream of orgasm. It sounded like pure terror.
"Honey, honey ... what's the matter?" Helga cried.
"HELGA, IT'S YOUR HUSBAND!"
Between Jean, Gerta and Brenda, the two boys had more than they could handle. Ken and Steve were both pooped. When at last they all staggered from the motel, Brenda suggested that they pick up Jean's husband Phil and fuck the rest of the night at her and Rod's place.
Everyone was willing, and off they went. But at the last second, Gerta changed her mind.
"Damn, I'd better take a rain-check," she said. "It's late. My folks will kill me!"
"Shit," Phil said from the front seat. "I was looking forward to a little of your sweet young pussy tonight."
Jean was driving. She laughed. "Hell, it's ten minutes before we get to Gerta's. What's wrong with the back seat?"
Her husband was over the seat and had his cock out in ten seconds. Giggling with glee and lust at the audacity of this wild group, young Gerta tugged her panties off and lay back in the car seat with her dress pulled up to her waist.
She had barely spread her thighs before Phil Beard was moving his head down between them, his tongue searching for the gooey slit of her, cunt.
"Yes! Oh, shit, yes ... there!"
"I'm gonna suck the cum right out of your sweet pussy, baby."
"Oh, God, yes! Suck on it, Phil! Eat my cunt! Suck my pussy!"
How wild and wonderful, Gerta thought. He's sucking my cunt and his wife is watching us in the rear view mirror! She couldn't wait to tell Melanie Farr.
Phil's head was now completely buried between the girl's thighs. His jaws pumped away, up and down, up and down, as he sucked hungrily on her cunt.
Suddenly, Gerta's body jerked in a convulsive spasm of pleasure. She scrambled farther forward, pulling his head harder between her thighs as she moved. "Keep sucking! Bring me off good! Bring me off all the way with your mouth first!" she cried.
He pulled her thighs wider apart and his tongue roughly searched for her clit. He knew he had found it when he heard her gasp.
"Oh, Jeez, what a lover you are, Phil! What a fantastic fucker you are!"
She uttered constant little groans, with her head thrown far back. Her hands clawed with fury at the seat around her. Then her back began to arch and her body began squirming wildly in passion.
"Now! Oh, shit, now! I need your cock! Quick!" she shouted, clawing at his shoulders with her nails. "Do me with your cock now! Give me your prick! Shove it up my cunt, in my mouth, up my asshole! Do anything you want, just fuck me ... fuck me with your cock! FUCKMEEEEE!"
Phil raised his cunt-juice-glistened face from the mat of her cunt and looked up between the dancing mounds of her fits. Her eyes were tightly closed. Her teeth were clamped on her lower lip. Her face was flushed with sexual excitement. Every nerve in her body was responding to his touch. Watching her excited' him.
"I want it ... all of it!" she begged.
Phil rose to his knees, separated her legs and knelt once again between her thighs. He didn't need to use his hand. His big cock found its own way to her wet slit. The thick head of his meat entered the pulsing pussy.
"Jesus, honey," he gasped, "you're soaked. How many times you been fucked tonight?"
"I lost count," Gerta sighed, "but it wasn't enough!"
He looked again into the young girl's face.
Her mouth was open. A long low sigh drifted up from her throat.
She reached for him, begging him. He placed his mouth over hers and sent his tongue deep into her throat. Then he thrust his hips forward and buried his cock all the way in to her hole. Her mouth fell open as the scream rushed out.
This was what she wanted, and he 'knew it. They remained motionless for a moment. His cock was throbbing within the fiery walls of her slit. Her hands moved up and down the length of his back, the nails digging into his flesh, wanting to hurt him, but afraid at the same time.
Slowly, inch by inch, he slid back until the lips of her cunt were nibbling at the crown of his prick, teasing it to reenter her pussy. With a long, low wail, he buried it up her slot and shot his load, just as they pulled to' a halt in front of her house.
Quickly, Gerta rearranged her clothes, kissed them goodnight, and jumped' from the car.
"We'll wait until we see a light go on, honey," Brenda called from the other car.
They watched the girl run up the drive and disappear into the house. They waited, but no light came on. And then they saw the front door open. Gerta was running back toward them, a bright red flush on her grinning face. "What's the matter, honey?" Phil asked.
"Nothing," Gerta replied, "not a damn thing! In fact, I think we can finish the party right here!"