Chapter 7
Friday, Jill had sent Don and Larry off on an overnight camping trip, assisting with Trish's plans. That night, the center of the living room illuminated in the otherwise darkened house, Carl's still and movie cameras filmed, set on tripods and his movie projector whirred, flashing images onto the screen just beyond the pool of light.
Fresh from a long, scented bath, Gillian was led by Trish into the center of the light. A tug on the sash of her robe and the silk sang against her flesh as it dropped away to reveal her lush contours. Jill, naked as her daughters, knelt behind Gillian as Trish knelt before her, their hands caressing her soft hips. Gillian's eyelids fluttered as she felt their tongues diddle her cunny and ass and she saw on the screen: Trish's mouth released Hank's cock and her tongue extended, curled to hold crushed ice pasted with come so that it looked like an uncut diamond shining against the soft pink. Gillian swayed between mother and sister, their mouths rousing her slit and fanny into a pulsing whole.
Eva moved from the shadows and her lips and tongue burnished Gillian's swollen breasts, teasing the trembling nipples to an even greater yearning. Gillian's mouth widened around Trish's clit as Carl's cock churned faster in her ass, Trish's tongue flashing in her cunny. Gillian's nostrils quivered with her unsteady breath, her body shaking with small orgasms. She would have fallen to the floor but for the support of the three women whose mouths raised her flesh to a previously unknown level of hypersensitivity. Gillian's face mirrored the joyous culminations within her as Carl's come jetted, as her clit screamed under Trish's tongue.
His cock standing up hard before him, Fred stepped forward to lie spread-eagled on the floor behind the women. Her tongue continuing to burrow in Gillian's fanny, Jill shifted back to sit atop the boy's hips, taking his swollen rod into her hot slit. Giving it a squeeze with her vaginal muscles, she lifted off the now gleaming shaft and shifted to his side. Gillian felt herself being lowered by the three women, her ass cheeks being spread and then Fred's thick length sliding up her rectum. She moaned, her vision blurring and felt Jill's mouth upon one of her tits as Eva continued to tongue and kiss the other, Fred's hands caressing her belly above Trish's flexing mouth that pressed into her pulsing hive. Carl's cock sang a fast rhythm in Trish's cunt, their mouths consuming Gillian's twat. Fred's hips rolled under Gillian's lush ass, his fingers kneading her clit as Trish lifted her fanny high, still tonguing her sister's slit. Carl stepped forward to kneel between Gillian's twisting legs and he dipped his erect cock into Trish's snatch and then drew it wetly out. Jill moved to Gillian's side and lightly took Carl's lowering prod between her teeth, directing it into the hot maw of her daughter's cunt, her own and Gillian's rich juices mixing in her mouth. Gillian's pointed, tongue snaked from her widened mouth as Eva twisted her conical tit into the girl's spread hive, ecstasy clouding her mind. Carl's prick slid up into her, rolling against the trembling walls of her channel, pressing through the membrane against the bulk of Fred's whipping shaft and Jill and Eva's mouths closed in on her nipples. Gillian cried out in a delirium of sheer bliss, her orgasms quickening and growing more intense. Gillian sucked at Carl's throbbing trunk as his wife rolled her tit in her cunt, her tongue teasing Gillian's tush. Trish knelt over Gillian's head and leaned over to turn her head so that she could suck at her clit just above the pump of Carl's tool. Their breasts brushing one another's bellies, Gillian pressed her hungry mouth to Trish's spread loins, sucking and licking the sweet meat of her. Fred stretched his arms out from his sides and ran his hand up Jill and Eva's bodies till he held a lush globe in one and a big, pointed orb in the other. Trish held one of Gillian's tits in both hands, squeezing it up from her chest and partially into her mouth, sucking strongly as she burnished the pink nub with her tongue. Gillian reached out and her hands found Eva and Jill's pulsing cunnies. They moaned against her breasts as she buried her flowing fingers in their hot muffs and she worked her mouth deeper into Trish's.
The breathing of the six became a hoarse groaning that began to rise and fall together until it was like one giant being dragging air into its lungs and growling it out. Limbs and torsos and heads undulated like those of a single organism and the cameras continued to record, the projector to replay.
Jill and Eva sucked Gillian's firm tits into their mouths, squeezing Gillian and Trish's breasts, their cunts clutching around Gillian's caressing hands, their moans deepening against Gillian's firm young peaches.
His hands bathed in the sweet nectar of Jill and Eva's slits, Fred's cock was throbbing in the rolling grip of Gillian's ass, the underside of Carl's rod stroking against the dorsal vein of his through the stretched membrane and he pressed his open mouth against the nape of Gillian's neck, his body feverish, his mind consumed with the overpowering raptures.
Trish sucked at her sister's clit, drilling it with the tip of her tongue, Carl's cock rubbing at her lips. She rolled her hips over Gillian's head, her box spasming with orgasms from the knowing mouthings, her tits twisting in Jill and Eva's hands and she felt their hands and mouths moving under her belly as they feasted on Gillian's breasts. She stroked flesh with her hands, identities blurring, the carnal wonders ravaging her.
Carl kissed at Trish's back, his prick thrusting in and out of the hot quicksand pull of Gillian's snatch, Trish's nurturing lips kissing the top of his shaft, Fred's rod churning against the bottom. Leaning on his elbows, he fondled Jill and Eva's breasts in his hands. Trish's finger buggered him and he moaned against the shifting of her back.
Fred gripped a round tit and a pyramidal tit, Carl cupping the matching tits while Jill and Eva shared lush globes with their hands and round orbs with their mouths, Trish's hands gloving themselves in their orgasm-filled cunts, Trish rolling a finger in Carl's ass with one hand while the other held on to Gillian. Mouths sucked breasts, kissed backs and necks, tongued cunny and clit. Cocks raced in slit and ass. Cunts clutched cock, tremored with tongues, pulsed around hands. Asses quaked with cock and finger. Orgasms flashed until they merged, spread out to merge with others, sperm and secretions blended, all sense of body dissolving into a sea of hot flesh gushing and swallowing, giving and taking, tits and balls and cunts and cocks fusing, the orgasm thundering through it faster and faster, roiling and crackling till it climaxed explosively, shattering the body, tearing the minds apart until they fell gasping, six semi-conscious bodies quivering with their satiation.
Minutes or hours later, Gillian awoke. The cameras and projector were off, the lights out. Come oozed from her cunt and ass as she shifted and she could taste Trish's juices in her mouth, her hands sticky with Jill and Eva's spendings, her tits still tender from their mouthings. Drowsily, she reached out into the darkness, finding a cock with one hand and a cunt with the other and smiled happily to herself. No longer was she a virgin.
"Thanks, everybody," she said softly and fell blissfully asleep.