Chapter 10
Maggie stood between the two tanned bodies. Her cunt dripped great gobs of Allan's cum and it dribbled down her inner thighs. The black bush of her pussy was thick with the glistening accumulation of her fuck juice and Allan's jism. She had already licked her lips clean of Kevin's cum.
"I think I could use a swim. What about you two?"
"Give us a minute, Maggie. Shit, where do you get your energy?"
A few days ago she had none, but now she seemed full of it. She had no idea.
"I'll see you in a bit, then." She turned and jogged down to the water's edge. Her tits jiggled in tight, little circles and her ass did nothing more than suggest the image of tight working muscles beneath the round, smooth, skin. The boys watched her run toward the water, and they both uttered soft whistles under their breath.
The water felt good and Maggie ran the water up her cunt to wash out the load that Allan had shot up her pussy. She smiled at the thought of all that cum. She had had more cum in her in the last few days than in all the time she had spent with Bill. He had been a dribbler. When he came, it oozed out the end of his prick and dribbled down his big cock. Maggie didn't know it could look any other way. She hugged her tits in the chill water and thanked her lucky stars that she had come to visit Tracy and get her head together.
She sat with her legs spread toward the waves and they washed up around her, shooting their chilly fingers of foam up between her legs. It felt good and cleansing.
Allan came up beside her. "Getting fucked by the ocean, huh?" He sat down beside her and spread his own legs to meet the oncoming tide.
"You might say that. It feels good."
A wave broke and sent long runners of thin-sheeted water that broke in the vee between his legs, pummeling his balls and jangling his cock.
"You're right."
"Where's Kevin?" she asked looking back over her shoulder, seeing nothing but the distant, red square of their blanket.
"Went to take a leak. Won't I do?"
"You'll do fine, Allan. You'll more than do, honey. That was a great fuck. I loved your cock up my cunt."
She reached over and squeezed his prick. He reached over and squeezed her right tit. The water washed up against them and sent spray flying around them.
"Ooooh!" said Maggie. "Tide's coming up, I guess."
"That's not all," he said, as his cock began to swell in her hand. She pulled at it, and felt it grow even more.
"Well, I guess you weren't out of energy after all."
"Not when you are around."
He got up on his knees and turned her toward him. She, too, got on her knees, and his cock stuck up like a thick, short club between their bellies. He pulled her to him and kissed her mouth, ran his tongue around her lips, between her teeth and as deep as he could.
"God, you taste good, Maggie."
She kissed him back, probing with her own tongue, feeling the cock between them. Her tits flattened against her rib cage and her nipples felt like burning embers as they crushed against his own, muscular chest. The chilly waves broke around them, and he laughed into her mouth.
"I want to fuck you some more, Maggie."
"Do," she said, "fuck me all you want. Fuck me till you can't any more, okay."
"Oh, shit, yes," he said.
He remained on his knees but helped her up.
"Sit on my cock, Maggie, sit on it right here in the water, baby. Let's fuck while the waves are rolling in on top of us."
She moved against him and spread her legs so that his cock would meet her pussy mouth.
"A little lower," he said, straining to push the head of his cock up her cunt.
"I can't," she said. Her legs were bent awkwardly and she clung to his neck to keep from falling. "I-" Just as she was about to confess the impossibility of his wishes, she felt his cock head enter her cunt, and she slid slowly down around the thick shaft. , "Oh, Jesus; Allan, oh, Jesus." She locked her hands around his neck and settled her thighs against his. His knees were bent slightly to accommodate her.
Allan held her by the ass, a cheek in each hand, and began to move her up and down on his cock.
"Allan, that's good, honey, shit, but that's good."
"Great," he said into her soft neck. He moved her farther up on his prick and let her weight pull her down onto his straining rod. "God, I love it when you fuck my hot cock."
"Uuuuuuuuu, baby, that's good cock, and you know it. I want it up my cunt, honey, filling up my cunt."
"I'm filling it, Maggie, oh, I'm filling it." "Yes, baby, fuck the shit out of my pussy, I need the shit fucked out of my cunt." She tried to help by pushing off with her toes against the wet sand. She raised as far as she could as he lifted her ass, his fingers digging into her crack, one sliding into her asshole as he did so.
"Ooooh," she said, surprised at the sensation the finger had produced. She remembered Tracy's tongue up her ass and it all fell into place again.
"My asshole, Allan, your finger up my ass." But he must have misunderstood, for he quickly pulled the finger away.
"No, baby, oh, no baby, stick it up my ass. Do it, honey, I want your finger up my tight asshole."
"Maggie, oh my god, Maggie." He quickly replaced his finger and worked it with renewed energy into her tight-ringed ass. It slid up to the first knuckle, and he began to fuck against the motion of his cock thrusting up into her cunt.
She could feel his finger up her ass and his cock up her cunt, and more exciting, she could feel them almost rubbing together, separated only by a thin tissue of lining that marked off cunt channel from ass passage.
"Well!" cried Kevin in mock alarm. "I leave my aunt alone on the beach to take a piss and what do I find. My best friend quietly banging the hell out of her." He stood there shaking his head as the two fucked awkwardly on the beach as a wave crashed into them, sending spray and foam splattering over all three.
"Oh, Kevin, it's so good, aaah, so good. Good friend," she insisted. "Allan is a good friend to fuck your auntie."
"Well, there had better be room for good old Kevin or he won't be so happy with best friend Allan."
"Plenty of room for you, baby, always room for my Kevin."
Another wave crashed into them and sent them toppling onto the sand. Allan fell backward and Maggie fell on top of him but they didn't miss a stroke.
"Well done," said Kevin.
"Shut up, Kevin, can't you see I'm busy."
"Yeah, I gather that."
Maggie sat up on Allan's hips and fucked up and down. She was now in control, and she humped up and down on his thick cock. She twisted and squirmed until she had the large thing in such a bind that Allan began to wince in pain.
"God, Maggie, don't break it off." "Never," she said, and rode up and down on his thrusting cock even harder.
"Oooo . . . ooooo," yelled Allan, "you are gonna kill me, Maggie." Even if he was in pain, it didn't slow down his short thrusting motions as he fucked up into her pussy on her downward movement.
Kevin straddled Allan's upper body, and thrust his cock out toward Maggie's mouth. "Why do I always get this hole?"
"You don't like it?"
"Shit! I like it, I just wondered why your favorite nephew always ends up fucking you in the mouth." He held his rock-hard cock out for her to suck, but she didn't open her mouth.
Her mind seemed to open up and an insane idea form itself. She shook her head.
"You don't want to eat my cock?" Kevin asked, a disappointed look coming over his face.
"Not that, Kev, I just had a wild idea I dismissed." "What idea?"
"No, it was too bizarre, honey." Throwing her head back, she fucked harder up and down on Allan's hard cock.
"Nothing's too bizarre, Maggie, tell me."
She felt a wave of panic wash over her, and then she controlled it. If the finger felt so good up her ass, why not?
"Fuck me in the ass," she said hesitantly, "fuck me in the ass, baby, but be gentle."
"Wow! You got to be kidding, Maggie. God, I can't believe it. My fantasy is to fuck somebody's asshole, and here you are asking for it. You asked for it, you got it."
His cock was springing like a wound steel band, just waiting to be set off.
"Just do it and shut up, you two. I feel like I'm eavesdropping instead of fucking."
"Well, hurry up before I chicken out, lover."
She leaned down upon Allan's chest and stuck her ass up in the air. Kevin moved around behind her and knelt between the two pairs of legs. He could see Allan's thick cock fucking up into his aunt, and the thick juice run down onto his hairy balls. - "Hey, what the fuck?" said Allan.
"Shut up and fuck," said Kevin. "I'm just oiling up before I take the plunge."
Maggie felt the two heads working around the mouth of her cunt, and felt the smaller head of Kevin's cock move in small circles as he greased it up with her own fuck juice.
"Feels kind of good, you know, Allan, your cock sliding up against mine that way. Sexy as hell."
"Hurry up, Kevin. You're not supposed to be fucking Allan, you're supposed to be fucking my ass, baby, now move it."
"Impatient cunt, isn't she," he said to Allan. "We'll see how she likes it in a minute." He thrust his cock deep into her pussy with a quick stroke, dislodging Allan, but just as quickly he was out and Allan back in place.
Maggie felt his wet fingers probe at her puckered asshole, push, and then a finger slide in, up past the first knuckle.
"Aaaaah, Jesus Christ, that's what I want, aaaaaah, honey, hurry, fuck me in the ass."
Kevin fucked his finger in and out of her ass and ran it around to loosen her hole. He quickly slid another finger up her and expanded the slick tightness even more.
"Uuuuuuuh, shit! Fuck! That's what I want. Now! Do it now! Kevin, NOW!"
Kevin stuck his cock head up against her ass and began a steady push against the tight asshole. He grabbed her around the waist and shoved his cock against the tight ring and Maggie felt it begin to give, the muscle begin to relax, even though she was tensed with pain. Her ass seemed to know how it had to be done, even if she didn't.
"Yeah, oh yeah," she said, feeling the head expand her asshole, stretch it beyond belief, the pain balanced out by an equal weight of pleasure. "Fuck my ass! Fuck me in the ass, baby," she cried.
"Do it," said Allan below them.
"I'm doing it," said Kevin, "Oh, Jesus Christ, I'm doing it."
Maggie bit back the scream that welled up from her throat as Kevin's long, hard cock eased up her ass, the head burrowing into the soft, hot flesh, and the heft of his cock right behind. Her finger clawed into the wet sand, and her teeth drew blood from her lower lip. She couldn't stand it. She had been wrong. The pain was too intense.
"Kevin!" she cried. "Stop! Mother of God, stop it!"
But Kevin seemed beyond her words, for his cock continued its ascent, plowing deeper and deeper up her ass until it felt like a glowing poker searing her insides.
"Fuck, Kevin, Jesus, fuck, I can feel you, brother, shit! I feel like your cock is right next to mine. God, oh god, gonna come, Kevin, gonna come Maggie."
Maggie felt his body convulse, and his cock begin to shoot off his load, pumping the hot jism up into her pussy. But it was as if it was happening to someone else, someone far away, for her mind was focused upon the thick, plunging hunk of cock meat that ripped apart her asshole, tore her in half as it fucked into her inner most depths.
"Don't, Kevin, please stop, honey, hurts, so bad." But he was lost to her. He had settled down to rhythmic thrusts up her ass and she at least could control the pain, control it to a degree, for she seemed unable to control anything.
And just as she gave up, she experienced a new sensation. The pain evaporated and in its place began to - fall the rain of her own pleasure, as a mist at first, but then harder, until it was drumming into her, pounding against her.
"Ooooooh, shit, baby!" She clutched the sand with renewed vigor, but for different reasons. "God, oh god, it's good, Kevin, fuck me, honey, it's so good, so good up my ass. But it wasn't pain, it was all pleasure now, and she fucked back against him, felt Allan's cock still pumping into her long after he had shot his wad, but still fucking.
"Can't hold on long, Maggie, come soon, come big."
"Yes, honey, come soon, come big. Both together, come.".
And as the three of them fucked wildly in the surf, and just as Maggie felt the thrill of her come about to sweep down upon her, a great wave came crashing upon the beach and swallowed them up with a mighty roar. The suddenness of the wave, its chill, the moment, it all combined to trigger a mutual coming that wracked all three bodies with such deep shuddering contractions that they clutched at one another and simply held on and cried out their pleasure as their orgasms merged.