Chapter 2
Mike Traynor adjusted his tie and gave his reflection an approving smile, flicking an imaginary speck from his lapel as he turned from the dresser to select a fresh handkerchief from the chest of drawers.
In the living room, he held Lisa at arm's length, barely touching her pursed lips. She frowned at his avoidance.
"I hope this Gentry policy is worth all the trouble," she sighed. "You don't usually dress so carefully."
He patted her rump, his fingers lingering to trace the prominent curve, and she slapped his hand away with a humorless laugh. "At least, you may get home before midnight," she said.
Mike checked his briefcase before starting the car, making sure he had all the necessary forms. He found that his palms were damp as he wheeled the auto through the afternoon traffic, and his crotch was swelling in anticipation. Satin had promised him a more satisfactory hour, and his cock throbbed with eagerness at the prospect of sliding into that deliriously tight cunt.
He had been a little surprised at his initial reaction to the woman's demands. At first, he had tried to convince himself that he had obeyed because of the policy. Then, as he remembered the exciting taste of her pussy, and the sensations he had enjoyed when his tongue wriggled into the slippery vaginal entrance, he was forced to admit a personal lust he had never before recognized.
If the lovely Satin offered him nothing more than another chance to feast between her voluptuous thighs, he would accept with a hunger he could no longer deny.
He was checked through the gate with courteous efficiency, and was informed that further escort would be unnecessary since the dogs were loosed only at night.
A smiling and attractive maid met him at the door, ushering him up the broad stairs and into a small bedroom, sparsely, but expensively furnished. The girl closed the door and her smile broadened as she relayed her instructions.
"Miss Gentry requests that you take off your clothes here," she said in a sultry tone, her eyes half closed as they moved up and down Mike's body. "You are to be completely naked when you enter her room."
Mike frowned. He had prepared himself for another unusual visit, but he had not expected this.
The maid was a luscious creature, blond, teenaged, and developed to an early nubility that brought Mike's cock to a throbbing erection when she calmly added that she was to join him in disrobing.
"What is your name?" Mike asked, ignoring the obvious bulge in his trim trousers. The girl was watching it with narrowed eyes.
"Brenda," she answered. "Do you want me to undress you?"
Mike wanted to say yes, but he was too confused to drop all reservations. He shook his head, and the girl shrugged, reaching behind her to pull down the zipper on the abbreviated uniform. It slipped to her waist, baring two provocative breasts with bullet tips and inviting aureoles. Easily, seeming to ignore Mike's presence, she pushed the gathering of cloth downward over the gentle flare of her hips and the sleek curves of her young thighs.
Mike's cock strained against the leg of his trousers as he stared at the blond curls that rioted about the pouting ridges of her plump cuntal mound. His hands trembled as he tugged at his own clothes, undressing with furious haste as the naked girl stood watching him with that lazy smile.
He was reassured by her sharp intake of breath when he unveiled the swollen shaft of his huge prick. Deliberately, he tightened the pelvic muscles that brought the nine inches of engorged flesh jerking back against his muscle-ridged belly.
"I ..." the girl began, tongue darting back and forth across her full lips. "Miss Gentry didn't tell me you were so large."
Mike took a step toward her, and the blond retreated to lean against the closed door, hands flying to splay slender fingers across the silken jungle of pubic curls.
"Aren't you supposed to do more than just watch?" he asked suggestively, slipping his fist about the base of his prick and aiming it at the inviting nexus of the lovely thighs. "Didn't Miss Gentry tell you to try this for size?" He waved the shaft threateningly, pulling the heavily veined coat back until the huge knob glistened in its straining membrane.
"Please!" the girl cried, her voice low, but desperate. "I was supposed to get you excited, then show you into her bedroom."
Mike was enjoying himself. Satin had used him, and he welcomed the opportunity of using the lovely girl to even the score. There was, he realized, the possibility that he would end up just like before, bringing Satin off with his tongue, and failing to relieve his own mounting lust. He could avoid that by claiming the frightened blonde.
"Move your hands," he murmured, staring pointedly at her half-hidden pubic thatch. "The only way you'll get me excited is to let me slip it to you."
A shudder shook the pointed breasts, and the fingers moved slightly to either side, framing the delicate furrow in the prominent mound. The girl's feet shifted, spreading her long legs until the furrow parted to reveal the pink slit of her vaginal entrance, moist and inviting.
"You're ... You're not supposed to ... to actually do it!" she exclaimed, unable to pull her eyes from the length of male meat that stared back at her helpless cunt with its tiny eyelet. She was pressing back against the door with shoulders and hips, her lips trembling as Mike took another step toward her, bringing the head of his prick into position directly above her waiting pussy.
Slowly, grinning with pleasure at the blonde's reaction, he bent at the knees, dropping the shiny knob to the exact level of her moist cuntal lips. Ignoring her muted squeal, he eased the huge crown of his prick into the slippery jaws, feeling the powerful grip as she tried to prevent his entrance.
"Relax, beautiful!" he whispered, holding the glans with its rounded tip barely inserted, letting the vaginal lips contract about it just above the flaring rim. "I'm just gonna rub it around a little."
Brenda exhaled, slowly and cautiously, and Mike felt the labial sphincter relax its resistance. One of her hands crept toward his upward angling cock, the warm fingers curling about its hardness and beginning a little jiggling motion that worked the partially inserted head about in its juicy nest.
"Ummm!" she whimpered, her hips joining the hand in creating a greater frictioning of their joined flesh. "That feels good!"
Mike transferred his own hand from his prong to the girl's softly curved hip, adding his other to the opposite side, then sliding both back to cup the taut buttocks. The delicate nipping about his cock-head was sending little jolts of pleasure back to his huge balls, and he was tempted to force his prick up into that undulating sheath.
The girl seemed to sense his need, and share it.
"Give me just a little more!" she whispered, fingers tugging his thick cock as if to prove her eagerness.
The brief massage of her labia had drawn a gush of warm, slippery vaginal juice from inside her cunt, bathing Mike's glans until it was slick and shiny. His fingers gripped her ass-cheeks, and he pulled her toward him.
"UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
Brenda had expected another inch of cock. Instead, Mike drove the full length of his prong into the spasming embrace of her tight pussy, supporting her weight when her knees gave way in the nerve tingling reaction to the unprecedented packing of her surprised cunt.
Before the girl could recover from the initial thrust, Mike eased his grip on her bottom, letting her own weight complete the impalement of her cunt on his rearing prick. She gave another sharp yelp as her labial lips settled about the base of his shaft, and she felt her clitoris jam forcefully against his pubic arch. Far up in her spasming belly, the head of his cock seemed to swell and jerk against the mouth of her womb.
Her arms twined about his neck, and her eyes rolled wildly, her body trembling with strain and excitement. Her cunt squeezed and shivered. The long legs climbed to wrap themselves about his waist, and there was a liquid gurgling as her pussy adjusted its elastic walls about the thick shaft, emitting the trapped air and sucking his prick even deeper into the churning inferno.
"I'm gonna come!" she wailed, her thighs flexing about his waist. She seemed afraid to move her hips, but her cunt muscles convulsed with the onslaught of a powerful climax, chewing and rolling about Mike's cock as her hot juices bathed its deeply planted head.
Mike gritted his teeth at the pleasure of her spasming grip. Holding his hips almost motionless, he jiggled her up and down on his huge tool, making her grunt as the hardness frictioned her exploding cunt.
"Oh, my god!" Brenda gasped. "You didn't come, did you?"
He grinned into her questioning eyes, shaking his head reassuringly and covering her parted lips with his hungry mouth. She gave him a restless and delicious tongue in a wet kiss that almost drew him beyond the point of control. His knees were shaking when it ended.
"Am I supposed to save this load for Miss Gentry?" he asked hoarsely.
Brenda nodded, pouting as he raised her to extract his prick from the greedy suction of her cunt. "Yes, damn it!" she exclaimed. "And I want it!"
Satin Gentry's soft voice reached them from the doorway to the adjoining room. She had opened it so quietly that neither of them had heard it. Now, she stood there, stark naked and incredibly beautiful, mocking them with her sultry green eyes.
"If you want it so terribly," she said, "I wouldn't think of stopping you."
Mike was at a complete loss for words. He drank in the loveliness of the woman, his slippery cock throbbing as his eyes caressed the jet-black hair of her delicious cunt. He found his mouth strangely dry, and his tongue restless and hungry.
Turning with a graceful fluidity of hips and thighs, Satin turned, calling, "Come with me, both of you." She moved away, the lovely buttocks swaying, with complete confidence of their obedience.
With an exchange of helpless frowns, Mike and the girl trailed Satin into the larger bedroom, and Mike had to suppress a whistle of appreciation as he spied the enormous circular bed. Whatever the woman had in mind, there would be plenty of room for it.
Satin noted the direction of his gaze, and she waved one slender hand. "It's twelve feet in diameter, Mike," she answered his unvoiced question. "I dislike anything small." She gave a throaty chuckle, dropping her eyes to his rearing cock. "However, I think Brenda has earned the right to enjoy the fruit of her labor."
With a breathtaking display of jiggling breasts and peeping pinkness through the black curls of her snatch, Satin lowered her naked body onto the bed, rolling onto her side and elevating one slender leg to reveal the moist beauty of her dainty slit.
"Remember what you did on your last visit, Mike?" she murmured. "You may do it again while giving Brenda what she seems to require." Her eyes switched to the blonde, sliding up and down the girl's body with an appreciative gleam.
"You, my dear," she explained, "will find uses for your oral talents in an adjacent area."
Mike felt his muscles respond before his brain could issue a command. Like a robot, he moved forward, climbing onto the bed, facing Satin, but with his face even with her waiting cunt.
With a little gasp, Brenda crawled into position behind her mistress, positioning her hips and raising her upper leg so Mike could reinsert his prick in the juicy lips of her ready snatch. The corridor was still tight, but slippery with the results of their previous coupling, and she took the full nine inches with a little groan of happiness as Mike shoved his hips forward to hilt his throbbing prick.
He needed no further instructions. Eagerly, he buried his face between Satin's warm thighs, opening his mouth wide and fastening it about the lips of her delicious pussy. His tongue, wriggling and flicking, slid into the hot vagina, imitating the movements of his hips as he began fucking the moaning Brenda with full length strokes that made his belly muscles contract with pleasure.
Brenda's chin touched his as she glued her soft lips about the tiny aperture of Satin's anus, and Mike felt her movements when she stiffened her tongue to force it up into the sensitive passageway. Satin's pussy tightened about his own probing tongue as she was invaded from the rear, and Mike swallowed greedily when her vagina yielded a gush of warm juice into his sucking mouth.
Satin had said nothing about his hands, so he brought them into play, using one to lift the woman's leg higher and slipping his arm about Brenda's undulating waist. The other hand explored the inner curve of Satin's thigh and the blonde's firm tits, their resilient mounds squeezed together by her position.
His prick slid in and out of Brenda's churning cunt, burrowing deep into the clenching channel with each powerful thrust, and his tongue danced and wriggled in Satin's tasty pussy as he sucked the liquid exudation, swallowing it with greedy gulps.
Brenda's fingers explored his face, intruding between him and Satin's grinding crotch, tracing the shape of his pursed lips and caressing the partially hidden labia through which he worked his eager tongue.
The girl came repeatedly, her cunt squeezing and shuddering about his pistoning cock. Her fluids bubbled out about the sliding shaft, warm and slippery, bathing his pubic hair and drenching his balls as they rolled over the curve of her thigh with each wonderful thrust.
Mike was aware of her orgasms, but he continued fucking her without pause, ignoring the attempted retreat of her ass after each grinding climax. His prick sawed through the sensitive lips until they were again eager for the rhythmic frictioning.
Satin accepted their lapping tongues with only an occasional movement of her lush hips. Only the hot surges of her vaginal honey betrayed the pleasure produced by Mike's savage suction on her soft pussy lips, and Brenda's probing tongue in her flexing asshole.
Much too soon, Mike felt the sweet ecstasy of his own come surging through his stroking prick, and he hunched more rapidly, drawing Satin's labia into his mouth and nibbling the pliant flesh as he slammed the head of his cock up into Brenda's juicy cunt The girl's ass twisted and bucked under his assault, and the vaginal walls rippled and convulsed in yet another climax when his seething sperm jetted up into her belly, tamped still deeper by his fiercely-jabbing cock.
He was still panting when Satin's fingers tugged at his tousled hair, pulling his mouth from her crotch and tilting his face upward to meet her narrowed eyes.
"I made you a promise, Mike," she purred, touching his lips with one fingertip and smearing the pussy juice she found there. "Are you man enough to let me keep it?"
Mike tugged his prick from Brenda's slurping cunt, its prodigious length coated with their blended juices. It was still throbbingly hard as he rolled onto his back with a little grunt of anticipation.
Satin raised herself to a sitting position, patting Brenda's blond hair as the girl drew back, licking her lips and panting from her multiplied orgasms.
"When Mike gets it in," she told the girl, "I want you to use your tongue on him." She smiled knowingly. "If you do a good job, I'll let you love me after he comes."
Brenda's eyes widened in excitement, and the pink tongue polished her lips to a shiny slickness. She was, Mike realized, quite capable of making it with either sex.
Satin lowered her magnificent body and spread her statuesque thighs far apart, fingers splaying the pouting lips of her dainty cunt. She turned her eyes toward Mike.
"Come and get it, Mike," she purred. "Let's see how you perform with a real woman."
His cock strutted with renewed lust, Mike got to hands and knees and knelt between the lovely legs, glancing about as Brenda positioned herself behind him, already moistening her greedy lips.
Somehow, even after his first visit, Mike had never believed that he would be where he was at that moment. It was like being given the key to a candy shop when one was insanely hungry for sweets. Satin Gentry's body was the most desirable he had ever seen, and her exquisite cunt the most delicious to his ravishing tongue. Now, he was about to experience the supreme thrill of packing that dainty vagina with his furiously throbbing prick.
"Look at me, Mike," Satin purred. "I want to see your expression when you enter me."
He braced his body by placing his hands, palms down, on either side of her bare shoulders, not touching her, but holding his hips high as he moved them to aim the tip of his cock at her moist slit.
Her only change of expression was a slight lowering of the long lashes over the green eyes as his cock-knob eased between the plump labial lips. But Mike found his own features contorting with pleasure when she tightened the powerful sphincteral muscles about his prick, creating a gentle massage of the sensitive glans as it slid into the embracing clutch of her vagina.
"Don't rush it, Mike," she murmured, easing her hands between their bellies and brushing her fingertips against the length of hardness that joined their crotches. "This is one of the best parts."
He wanted to shove it into her, hearing her grunt or cry out in protest. But the green eyes held his trembling hips suspended as her pussy nibbled the barely inserted head of his engorged prong, seeming to draw him inward so slowly he was certain he would come before the cock was more than halfway inside her.
Suddenly, violently, his hips jerked. Like a hot poker, Brenda's tongue had zeroed in on his winking asshole, stiff and determined, and her hands fondled his buttocks as she clamped her mouth about the tiny opening into which her oral muscle bored with a hot forcefulness.
He felt his cock slide deeper into Satin's yielding cunt, stretching the clinging tissues into a shuddering encirclement that was almost painful. He stared down into her lovely face and found no evidence of discomfort.
"Jesus!" he rasped, his voice shaking with the effort to control the descent of his hips. "You're tight!"
The red lips curved, showing white teeth and delicate tongue. "Is that a compliment?" she asked softly.
Brenda had succeeded in worming her tongue inside his asshole, and he had difficulty holding back the groan of pleasure as he answered, "You don't need compliments!"
Her hands touched his hips, blocking his further entrance. "You're right," she admitted. "All I need is that!" Her eyes flicked downward to indicate the partial filling of her juicy cunt. "Don't move, Mike. Let me pull it in."
"Damn!" The cry was wrenched from his clenched teeth as she began grinding her ass and forcing her pussy upward onto his prick, the slippery tissues convulsing and nibbling as she sucked the hardness into her belly.
For the first time in his life, Mike was able to examine the sheer ecstacy of merely entering a woman's cunt, something he had always taken for granted as simply a necessary prelude to fucking her. Now, with Satin's pussy literally screwing its hot embrace onto his cock, Mike was forced to consider the act of penetration as a separate entity, a subtle pleasure of its own that sent tingles through his balls and tightened his anus about Brenda's slithering tongue.
That was another first. Once before, that he could recall, an extremely passionate girl had teased his asshole with her wet tongue. But she had halted short of actually forcing the tip inside. Brenda was not only driving into his bottom, but fucking her tongue in and out, frictioning the sensitive aperture and churning the mixture of juice and saliva inside the responsive sleeve. The powerful suction she applied sent tremors through his belly and caused his prick to jerk inside Satin's wriggling vagina.
He could wait no longer. With a groan of impatience, he slammed his pelvis down between Satin's voluptuous thighs, forcing his cock deep in the shuddering grip of her cunt, and grinding his balls against her taut perineum and straining anus with a complete hilting.
His eyes examined hers, seeking some sign of pain or protest. All he found was an amused gleam as she flexed her vagina about his prick with powerful squeezes that made him gasp with excitement.
Chest resting lightly on the warm pillows of her breasts, he stroked in and out of the mushy clasp of her pussy, feeling the hot juices lave his probing glans and wash over the pistoning shaft to gurgle out in noisy escape.
Beneath him, Satin's hips moved in perfect counterpoint, increasing the friction of his shaft against the slippery walls of her cunt. In addition, the internal muscles continued their delicious rippling caress, undulating about his prick until he was crying out with each thrust, no longer caring about the woman's pleasure.
Brenda, crouched behind his flailing ass, managed to keep her mouth glued to his anus, bobbing up and down with his pelvic motions, and forcing her tongue far up into his colon each time he raised his hips.
He was coming. The orgasm claimed him with a shattering abruptness, sending his hips slamming against Satin's furry crotch with savage thrusts. He short stroked her, pounding his prick through the convulsing sheath of her cunt, yet keeping most of the throbbing shaft inside. Then, as the tidal wave of ecstasy inundated his belly, he rammed it ball-deep and let the delightful motions of her grinding ass provide the frictioning that accentuated the pleasure of each powerful spurt.
With his ass almost motionless, except for the flexing tremors in his buttocks, Brenda was able to slide her tongue in and out with greater speed, churning the oily liquid and sucking noisily as she felt his orgasmic convulsions.
Satin's pussy became a hungry mouth, and the walls seemed to lick at his exploding cock as it spilled the ropy sperm far up inside her belly. The vaginal muscles shivered and milked like hot fingers, welcoming the thick cream with a suction that turned his spine to jelly and his balls to mush as he emptied his liquid lust into the gulping maw of her womb.
He had never felt so completely drained. Panting for breath, he heaved his hips upward, hearing the juicy slurping as his prick emerged from Satin's cunt. His hips jerked when Brenda extracted her reluctant tongue from his asshole, giving the tender orifice one last kiss before setting him free.
On his back, chest heaving, he opened his eyes to find the woman leaning over his face, her eyes smiling and her lips parted for a kiss.
"Just rest, Mike," she whispered. "Brenda will get you ready again."
He sighed, trying to smile back, but able only to grimace. "I don't think I'll ever be ready again," he gasped. "You took it all."
She shook her head, the smile reaching her eyes. "We've only begun, Mike. This time I'll be on top."
He started to answer, but the words caught in his throat as Brenda's lips enveloped his prick, her tongue claiming the coating of mingled juices with slow sweeps that massaged the knob into almost instant response. He was hard before she could nibble her way to the thick base of his cock, the huge head filling her throat as she took as much of the shaft as her mouth could hold.
Satin's lips, soft, warm and delicious, covered his, and her tongue screwed itself inside his mouth, exploring teeth and gums in an erotic dance. His hand found a warm breast, cupping and fondling as the turgid nipple responded to his caress.
Even her kisses were unique, Mike admitted. The inquisitive tongue yielded to his eager suction, filling his mouth and reaching far back over his own lingual muscle until he wondered if he had not actually pulled it from the muscular root. Then, retreating inside her mouth, it became an elusive quarry, one which he chased about inside that delicious chamber until his own tongue ached with strain.
She maneuvered her body to feed one succulent nipple between his greedy lips, sighing with pleasure as he sucked the fleshy protuberance, circling it with hot licking and bathing it in his copious saliva.
He strained his jaw, drawing the pliant aureole into his mouth, his lips embracing a circular area of the firm mound. His teeth captured the nipple, holding it captive while his tongue punished the spongy tip, repeating the enjoyable performance when Satin switched the other tit to his eager mouth.
Brenda was going a little wild on his new erection, sucking with hot tugs that made his ass leap upward to cram the swollen prick into her gulping throat. Her fingers squeezed and pumped the base of his shaft, dipping occasionally to fondle his hairy balls and tease his asshole, its lips still tingling from the frigging of her agile tongue. That same tongue was now lapping the head of his cock with a twisting motion that sent thrills through Mike's nut sac, and encouraged his own feasting on Satin's delicious breasts.
"Now, Brenda!" Satin exclaimed, pulling her tit free of Mike's busy lips. "I believe he's ready."
The blonde slid her lips upward, lingering for a final tug at the swollen knob before releasing his prick, and Mike felt the tasty bud being pulled from his mouth as Satin prepared to mount him.
He opened his eyes to watch her graceful motions, his balls aching with desire as he saw the semen smeared lips of her pussy part and quiver when she spread her sleek thighs to straddle his hips. Her body arched slightly forward, and the big breasts swayed with the movement.
As if obeying some unspoken command, Brenda's hand sneaked between the angled thighs to grip Mike's cock, squeezing the base and drawing it into a vertical stance, the huge knob almost touching the pink furrow of Satin's splayed cunt.
Both Mike and Satin stared at the erotic scene, and Mike suppressed a groan as a sticky strand of semen laced vaginal juice slowly extended its viscous length to touch the tip of his rearing organ, a delicate connection which was, in its own way, more exciting than physical contact.
"Don't move, Mike," Satin warned. "Let me do the work."
Slowly, palms resting lightly on his heaving chest, she lowered her hips until the labial lips brushed the crown of his prick, its shaft held steady by Brenda's firm grip. She increased the pressure just enough to fit the rounded tip into the slitted oval of her pussy. Then, with controlled precision, she began moving back and forth, sliding the slippery lips over the sensitive glans in a caress that Mike found almost intolerable in its exquisite pleasure.
Just when he was ready to cry out in protest, she halted midway in her labial slide and forced the delicate lips down about the throbbing knob until the rim of the glans snapped through the clenching portal. Then, before he could fully savor the hot embrace, she wrenched upward and resumed the horizontal caress, smiling down at him as he gasped his desire for that torrid envelopment.
Mike felt an increased wetness about his glans, and he raised his head to stare at the junction of their bodies, his eyes gleaming when he realized what was happening. It was his own semen, seeping from Satin's cunt, lubricating and bathing his prick as she slid her labial lips back and forth against it.
His fingers curved about her thighs, sliding upward as he explored the expanse of tawny flesh, feeling the muscles ripple with her rhythmic mo-tions. His prick jerked and throbbed under the continued frictioning, and desire became a burning ache in his heavy balls.
Again, with unerring precision, she centered the torrid entrance and eased it downward, squeezing the prick with rapid clenchings as she sank down onto the meaty spear, her thighs trembling under his fingers as the cock expanded the vaginal walls with its broad head.
Thrills raced down the strutted prong, and Mike's hips shivered as he fought against the urge to force them upward, plunging his cock into that delightful snatch that nibbled its way downward with infuriating slowness.
The descending cuntal lips reached Brenda's encircling fingers, pausing as the girl released her grip and explored the juncture of their joined flesh, massaging the swollen nub of Satin's clitoris with knowing caresses. The hips quivered, and Mike groaned with the hot churning of her pussy about his engorged shaft.
Still clenching his cock with those delightful convulsions, Satin raised her hips, dragging the slippery tissues upward until the labia squeezed the rim of his glans. There, she paused, beginning a grinding motion that made it feel as though her cunt were revolving about the inserted head of his prong.
The pleasure was so intense that Mike wanted to scream. His prick jerked wildly, tugging the head against the pliant pussy lips with involuntary spasms that reached down into his churning balls. His hands left her thighs to reach out to either side, fingers clawing at the coverlet as he struggled to hold his hips motionless.
The juicy cunt slid downward again, surrounding his cock with spasming heat and wetness, halting before he was fully entrenched, and retreating to the crown.
He groaned aloud when Satin repeated the motion, fucking him with a gliding caress that aroused every nerve in his strutted prick, then massaged it with those rippling inner muscles that seemed possessed of individual volition.
Her breasts jiggled above his contorted features as she hunched up and down on his thick cock, the mixture of juices from their previous meshing spilling down the shaft to gather about the throbbing base and his swollen testicles. But always, she halted her descent short of complete acceptance, leaving him with a mounting anticipation that made him groan in frustration.
Faster, bouncing up and down on his prick, Satin pounded his trembling hips, giving her cunt a delicious twist at the peak of each stroke, and pausing short of the base as she forced the slippery jaws back down his shaft.
Mike cried out as the pleasure became too intense for further control. His cock jerked savagely within the clinging walls of Satin's dripping snatch, and she worked the labial lips upward until Mike was afraid she would lift her pussy completely off his prong. Instead, she tightened the mouth of her vagina about the throbbing knob and worked her hips in a rapid circling, massaging the most delicate portion of his prick at the very moment his first spurt of come surged upward through the wildly convulsing column.
She caught the glob of ropy sperm just inside the entrance, and Mike felt the vagina contract to suck the slippery offering inward. Her hips dropped to claim another inch of cock, and she swallowed the second jolt with that undulating cunt.
Farther and farther down the jerking shaft, Satin slid the flexing pussy, grinding the labia about the base of his prick as he delivered the last fiery jets directly into the spasming mouth of her womb, feeling the hot churning about the head of his cock increase his orgasmic ecstacy until his body arched in agonized convulsions.
His hips sank down onto the bed, and he heaved a labored sigh, convinced that he was completely drained. He hadn't come three times in a row since his wild teen years. But, locked in that cream filled pussy, his prick was still fully erect.
Slowly, ignoring his panted protests, Satin began fucking him again, lifting her ass just enough to friction the sensitive cock through the mushy heat of her exquisite cunt, the torrid lips squishing and blubbering about the throbbing base.
Mike managed to open his eyes, examining her face as she crouched over him, hunching those inventive hips with mechanical precision. Except for the flush of effort, her features were calm, the green eyes staring back into his with a little glitter of amusement.
It was beginning to feel good again, with that unique thrill that he knew meant he could spill yet another load of his sperm into her ravenous belly. His eyes signaled the awareness, and Satin smiled, still jiggling her pussy up and down with unbelievable speed.
"Relax, Mike," she purred, only a little breathlessness betraying her own participation. "I'm not going to take you all the way. I promised Brenda a treat, and I want you to give her something special."
With a graceful motion, she pulled her cunt up and off, letting his cock slap noisily back against his belly. He raised himself to his elbows to watch her lie back, spreading her legs wide, baring the cream laced lips of her cunt to the blond girl who quickly knelt and buried her face in the juicy cleft.
"Get behind her, Mike," Satin said, running her fingers through Brenda's hair and pushing her mouth more tightly against her pussy. Mike could hear the girl's greedy suction as she drew his semen from the woman's overflowing vagina, swallowing repeatedly and noisily. "But don't use the same method as before."
Her eyes told him more than her words, and Mike felt a wave of fresh desire at her command. Brenda, too, realized her intent, and she struggled to raise her head, giving a muffled cry that Satin stifled by forcing the girl's mouth back against her cunt.
His cock slippery with the liquid results of Satin's prolonged ride, Mike moved to kneel behind the blonde's rearing ass, gripping the swollen organ and aiming its bloated head at the tiny brown circle between her lovely buttocks.
Brenda's body tensed as he pressed the tip against her tender asshole, and again she tried to escape Satin's determined hold on her head. Her hips jerked and Mike wrapped one arm about them to hold her bottom in position as he added pressure to his engorged prong.
"Give it to her, Mike!" Satin exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement. "Make her take it all! Shove it in! Deep!"
He felt the powerful sphincter yield, and his prick snapped into her ass, sliding up into the flexing sheath of wriggling muscles. She struggled frantically to escape the enormous shaft that stretched and frictioned her tender anus, filling her belly with its throbbing bulk, but Mike added his other arm to his embrace of her hips, and forced the swollen cock deeper into the hot colon.
His belly slammed against the upper curve of her rump and he grunted with satisfaction and pleasure, holding his prick hilted while the muscles of her asshole fought to adjust about it.
Withdrawal was almost painful, for the torrid channel squeezed his prick with rhythmic convulsions, laving it with super-heated juices that slickened the passage and let his pole slide even deeper, his balls sliding and rolling in the soft wetness of her empty cunt.
His cock pulled back, tugging the clinging tissues with it, until the corona of his glans caught the flexing ring of her anus, making her hips buck more violently. Then, bending over her perspiring back, Mike rammed the shaft back into the slippery grip and began fucking her with furious strokes that jarred her crouched body and shoved her feasting mouth deeper into the V of Satin's thighs.
Once he had probed the depths of her ass, Brenda's squirms of attempted escape became wriggling hunches of cooperation, and Mike shifted his hands to those delightfully firm tits, pinching the nipples and kneading the big mounds as his cock pis-toned in and out of her anus, sawing the aroused nerves until the girl's whole body throbbed with the savage assault.
His whole crotch was soaked, and his cock was pulling still more juice from the girl's ass as he pis-toned the oily chute, discovering that his pleasure was more intense than before. It reached the point of near-orgasm and hovered there, knotting his belly and drawing his balls tighter as he worked his hips in a powerful hunching, reaching for the brass ring of ecstacy.
Satin released her hold on the girl's blond hair, for Brenda no longer sought anything other than more of the punishing packing of her squirming asshole. With her head free, she licked Satin's dripping cunt with broad sweeps of her hot tongue, occasionally thrusting it into the pulsating oval and flicking the juice coated walls, sucking the liquid into her mouth and swallowing it with avid gulps. Her lips gripped the distended clitoris, holding it captive while her lingual muscle massaged the tip, causing Satin to buck the splayed crotch upward, grinding the pussy against Brenda's mouth.
Mike panted for breath, and his thighs ached with the strain of continued hunching, but he could not slow the repetition of plunge and withdrawal. Brenda was slamming her ass cheeks back to meet each thrust, and working her internal muscles about his prick as it bored through the seething corridor.
His orgasm, when it finally ripped through his balls, was unbelievably violent, tearing at his nerves with fiery fingers as his prick jolted the steaming globs of come into the girl's ass. Each one brought a stab of pleasure so intense that Mike grunted and jammed his exploding cock deeper in the churning depths of the spasming ass.
Spurt after spurt spilled into Brenda's belly, sucked deeper by her answering contractions, and Mike felt a sudden twinge of fear. Never before had he shot so many individual seminal arrows, and he could feel the tightening of his own asshole as the cream continued to surge up through his savagely jerking cock.
The last feeble spurt emerged, and he collapsed atop Brenda's back, moaning with lingering pleasure and completely exhausted. Her anal muscles rippled about his diminishing prick, trying to hold it when it slid limply from her dripping asshole.
As he lay panting, he heard Brenda's continued slurping in Satin's cunt, but the sound no longer aroused him. For one of the few times in his life, Mike had had all the sex he could handle.
His cock remained flaccid in the shower, even when Brenda, sent with him by an amused Satin, sucked it completely inside her mouth and wallowed it about with her tongue.
Bathed and dressed again, he confronted Satin with the new contract she had asked him to draw. She shook her head, smiling at his frown of disappointment. Her lush body hidden behind a frilly negligee, she waved the papers away.
"You've been such a good boy, Mike," she said teasingly, "that I think I'll change the policy once more. Can your company handle a quarter of a million?"
Mike fought the sudden downward motion of his jaw, his brain calculating percentages and arriving at a figure that would solve his financial problems for the next year.
"Without any difficulty," he assured her. "When would you like me to present it?"
"Suppose you prepare it," Satin answered. "I'll call you in a day or so." She smiled suggestively. "You wouldn't mind another visit?"
Mike managed a weak smile. "The client," he murmured, "is always right."
As Mike left the room, Satin called Brenda to her side, waiting until the door was closed before ordering, "Get Mrs. Traynor on the phone. I've just had a marvelous idea."