Chapter 6
Their cocks stuck up angrily as she circled them with her fingers. She knelt below Clay and Jason and wrangled their pricks from them as if they belonged to her. She began pumping them in her fists, testing their strength and stiffness. She glanced from one to the other, wondering which she should tackle first.
It was really no contest. Jason's huge cock was too much to resist. She dipped her head, licked his cockhead several times, then slipped his enormous purple prick tip into her mouth. She started sucking eagerly, wrapping her tongue around his cockhead and folding her lips below the circular ridge. Her face bobbed up and down evenly.
"That's it. Yeah, that's nice," Jason crooned. His ass lifted up off the bench to feed more cock into her face. He placed a hand gently on one side of her head.
In her other fist she still held Clay's cock, and she pumped it regularly the whole time she was sucking Jason, never once missing a beat. Clay leaned back lazily and closed his eyes, content for the moment with the expert hand-job. Her fingers were so cool and soothing on his aching prick.
"Mmmfffsssmmm," she grunted, cramming several more inches of hard cock into her mouth. Her lips were skidding over halfway down Jason's cock on every downstroke. She held the cock base tightly in her fist and primed it.
But suddenly she was sliding her mouth up and off Jason's cock. She began tugging it solidly in her fist while she twisted her face over to Clay's blazing hard-on. Hardly missing a bob of her pretty head, she stuffed three inches of his cock between her lips and began sucking. She was soon pulling four and five inches of prick into her mouth on each stroke.
Clay's eyes opened and he stared at Tricia gratefully. Her cheeks hollowed and swelled as she sucked, and she looked right back at him as if to get his opinion. Her blonde hair was drying into tight little ringlets around her achingly pretty face. Even without makeup, she was gorgeous.
"Oh, honey. Ohhh, ohhh," Clay groaned. He couldn't believe she was getting so much cock in her mouth on each stroke. Her lips were stretched tight on his prick. He could feel her tongue curling around and around his bloated cock shaft.
Up and down she lunged on his cock, using her mouth like an expert. At one point she was sucking almost as far as his balls. But then she slid off his prick and began kissing it, licking up and down with rough strokes of her tongue. Her head spun over to Jason's prick and she did the same for him. Her tongue flicked out crazily and teased his hot cockmeat.
"She's fantastic. What a cocksucker," Clay muttered, staring down at her in admiration. She had stuffed Jason's cock back in her mouth and was plunging halfway down its length with each bob of her head. Her lips were sealed tight around his big monster prick.
She was on her knees between the two men, on the bench below them. And all at once, she let Jason's cock slop from her mouth and she straightened up. There was a wild, lewd look in her eyes. Tricia was half smiling. She had a thick cock in each hand and was pumping solidly, keeping their pricks hard and hot.
"You enjoying yourselves? You like it when I suck your cocks?" she purred. She pulled a wet pubic hair from the corner of her mouth and smiled at them. Her brown body still glistened with pool water.
Leaning over to her left, she tugged Clay's cock toward her and poked his prickhead into her dangling tit. She pressed his prickhead into her long stiff nipple, then circled it around, teasing him with the feel of her hot tit stubs. A clear pearl of cock juice oozed out and stuck to her nipple like a tear. She let it hang there while she rubbed his cock against her other tit.
"What's she doing? Jason, what's she doing?" he asked stupidly. He sounded like a confused little boy.
"She's rubbing your cock into her tits, what the fuck does it look like?" Jason snapped. He was watching Tricia closely.
Her fist steered Clay's cock in circles on her nipple and tit for several more seconds. Then she swung over to Jason and used his huge prick to do exactly the same thing. He was leaking pre-cum juice, too, and soon her tits were streaked with snail-trails of clear cock fluid. Her nipples flet like hot pebbles against his cock.
"Fuck, she's kinky! What a kinky chick!" Clay raved. He was suddenly talking about her as if she wasn't present, as if he were watching her in some raunchy movie. He gazed dazedly at the streaks of juice on her tits.
Tricia had let Jason's cock slot into the hollow between her tits. She cradled it there, guiding it from side to side with her fingertips. She let go of Clay's cock for the time being and used both hands to squish her tits together around his captured prick. She shucked up and down on her haunches, letting Jason's prick fuck her between her tits.
"Tit-fuck! Tit-fuck!" Clay wailed childishly. He jacked his own prick up and down madly.
Tricia stared up at Jason and he glared right back. She seemed to be asking him if he was shocked at her behavior, if he thought she was a slut for playing with his cock this way. He didn't let on what he was thinking. And her smile said she didn't give a damn, one way or the other.
She let go of her tits, finally, and lifted up slightly so that when she bent down they hung over his cock and kept it trapped against his lower belly. His swayed from side to side, letting her tits bump and scrape his cock. His ten-inch prick rolled and shifted on his belly.
"Tit-fuck! Tit-fuck!" Clay went on, and suddenly she left Jason and swept over to him. She trapped his smaller prick between her tits and repeated the procedure. She mashed her tits on his cock and let him fuck her cleavage. His piss-slit oozed cock juice crazily.
"I've got to fuck her. I can't stand any more of this," Jason grunted. He clambered off the top bench, and before Tricia could react, he had come up behind her, his huge cock in his hand. He nudged the cockhead about in the crook of her thighs, then touched the wet soggy lips of her cunt.
"Yes, fuck me! Fuck me deep!" she croaked. And she inched her knees apart on the bench, shoving her ass out toward him invitingly. She felt his cockhead slip between her cuntlips and forced herself down on it eagerly.
Jason stood on the floor and rammed forward, burying his hard-on in Tricia's cunt in one motion. He began fucking her roughly, drilling his cock high into her cunt with each stroke. His belly slapped down against her ass and made soft patting sounds. He circled her tiny waist with his hands and pulled her back onto the spike of his prick again and again.
And all the time, she had Clay's thick prick lodged solidly between her tits. He sat there still on the top bench and didn't have to move at all. Her big bouncy tits mashed up and down on his cock and her nipples scraped his balls. He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes contentedly.
But soon Tricia was reaching for his prick, circling it with her fingers. She tugged his cockshaft toward her, opened her wet mouth and she was sucking him all over again, drawing his prick deep into her mouth. Her freed tits began joggling up and down as Jason fucked into her.
She clenched her eyes shut, half mad with lust. Her body felt stuffed, absolutely crammed with cock. She'd never felt so strange, so dirty. She'd never felt so good. The whole scene was so exciting, so kinky, that she felt faint with sex. She had to concentrate hard not to swoon with lust at the lewdness of it all.
Their two cocks twitched and trembled inside her. Jason's was fucking her harder and harder all the time, carving up between her fat pussy lips and ramming its head deep in her cunt somewhere. Clay's drilled in and out of her throat, cramming her tongue down beneath it and forcing her lips to flop about crazily. She had nearly two feet of fucking cock inside her.
They fucked her this way for long minutes, until their skin was slick with sweat in the growing heat of the sauna. Then Jason pulled out of her and insisted that she turn around and squat on his cock while he sat down below her on the lower bench. This she did, spreading her feet and thighs in a weird acrobatic position in front of him.
She had her back to him and he supported her from below while she groped about for his cock with her hand and set about settling gingerly on top of him. She stuffed his prick into her gaping cunt easily and soon they were fucking away happily again, her tits swaying heavily up and down.
Clay had roused himself once she had spit out his cock. Now he stood just to one side on the lower bench where Jason was sitting with Tricia on top of him. His cock stuck out hugely at her face-level, and she gripped it gamely and crammed his prick back into her mouth. She could only swallow his cockhead and a couple of inches at this angle, but she pumped the cock base evenly in her hand.
"Suck it. Oh, yeah, suck it," he crooned softly. Her fingers pumped him expertly and her tongue tickled and teased his blazing cockhead.
"She's a hot fuck, and that's for sure," came Jason's muffled voice from behind her. He was knifing his arced cock up into her as best he could, but most of the movement he had to leave up to her. He had to support her weight on top of him.
And she did fuck up and down gamely, impaling herself on his huge cock again and again. Her legs were split wide, like a dancer's. Her feet were barely on the edge of the bench. She clung to Clay's cock like a lifeline, as if expecting to fall to the ground any minute.
"Mmmfffsssmmm!" she grunted. Her eyes rolled up to see Clay's face and she watched him as she sucked. Her big tits continued to bounce up and down crazily.
"I'm gonna come real soon. I won't be able to hold it," Clay groaned suddenly. "You want a mouthful of cum, honey? You want your tonsils sprayed?"
He spoke to warn her, in case she wished to pull his prick out of her mouth at the last minute. Most of the girls he'd been with hadn't shown much enthusiasm for eating cum. But she just went right on pumping his cock, making no move to let him go. If anything her fist squeezed him tighter to make him come all the quicker.
"Let her eat it. Let the bitch eat it," Jason croaked. He gripped Tricia around her waist now with his big hands and chugged her up and down. His cock was splitting her cunt wide.
"Ohhhhhh!" Clay wailed suddenly. There was a wet, exploding sound in Tricia's mouth, and she was gasping, gagging, and a huge stream of silver jism was pouring from her lips.
"Ggglllggglllggg," she slobbered, swallowing desperately. She felt a glob of cum the size and texture of egg yolk wriggle down her throat.
"I'm coming in her mouth! I'm shooting in the stupid cunt's mouth!" Clay moaned. He watched the long streamer of jism drool from her mouth and hang off her chin. It grew longer and longer, like white elastic, five inches, ten inches, a foot and a half. Finally it snapped across her left nipple and fell wetly across her navel in a long silver streak.
"Let her eat it. She'll suck it all down," Jason grunted. He seemed ready to come himself. He was ramming his cock in and out of Tricia crazily.
"Ohhh, fuck! Ohhh, fuck!" Clay yelled. His balls felt like they were melting. They pumped up knot after knot of greasy cum into Tricia's sucking mouth.
She was trying her best, she really was. Again and again, she swallowed down great sizzling globs of cum, until she felt she would choke. But he was spurting out too much. Her mouth overflowed with cum and the silver paste slid from her lips, oozed over her chin, then hung off her jaw like cobwebs. She had no less than four long strings of cum hanging from her face now, and each was dripping silver onto her tits.
White lines streaked her tits and nipples, and these poured down into her cleavage and then down her rib cage and belly. They joined and crossed each other and made her brown body gleam with shining paste. A string of cum six inches long dangled weirdly from one nipple, like milk. Streams of jism were reaching as far as her crotch hair.
And she nevei stopped sucking or pumping his cock in her fist. She jacked it gamely, her eyes closed in concentration as she siphoned out his jism. She seemed completely unaware of the mess he was making all over her. She swallowed another steaming mouthful of jizz and yet more poured from her lips and dangled down from her chin.
"Ungh, ungh, ungh," Jason grunted, and his cock started firing hot jets of cum up her cunt. He bounced her up and down in his lap, spiking her again and again on his prick. And the blasts of cum shot off deep in her pussy.
At one point he jerked her too high, and his spurting cock slipped from her sucking cunt. She continued pumping up and down on him, but his cock was trapped against her pussy hair, and it spurted again and again, lobbing spirals of cum up over her already soiled belly and as far as her tits.
His hand came around to grab it, press it down against her hairy cunt. But his prick wouldn't go inside. It just sat trembling against her belly and shot cum up the length of her body. One jet fired right up between her tits. Another smacked the underside of her right tit and clung to it stickily before starting to drip down her rib cage in lazy loops.
She reached down for Jason's cock instinctively, closed her fingers on it and pumped it in her fist. And now she held two spurting cocks. One prick fired jizz into her mouth, and one shot it up over her belly. She jacked them both for all she was worth, feeling herself grow faint with the power of their climaxes. Her body trembled and twitched crazily.
"Pull on it! Jerk me off!" Jason croaked. He'd given up on trying to get his cock back inside her. He held his fist over hers and helped her pump out the rest of his cum.
And several more times, his cock flexed and fired off a long streamer of jism that arced back onto her body, so that soon she was covered with long shimmering ropes of silver cum. She glowed with cum, from her face to her crotch. The white fluid drooled down her neck and over her tits, streaked down her belly and into her cunt hair.
Clay had quit spurting but she sucked his cock still, draining it dry. It grew limp and flexible in her hand, like a thick hunk of hose. Jism still poured from her mouth and hung off her chin. Her lower face glistened brightly under its thick coating of cum.
And finally Jason stopped shooting as well. His prick gave one last quiver that sent a small jet of cum into her navel. After that his piss slit just oozed cum slowly, soiling her fingers and gluing them together. Then his cock, too, grew limp, softening in her fist while she tugged lazily on it.
She chugged up and down gently on top of Jason, both cocks firmly in her grasp. The great heavy strings of cum poured down her body slowly.