Chapter 5
Vern smiled as he closed the door behind him and took in Leona slowly with his eyes. She was dressed in a form fitting pair of shorts and a brief halter, and he couldn't remember when he'd ever seen her so happy and vibrant.
He set his briefcase down and placed his hands on his hips.
"Okay, spit it out; you look like you just inherited a million bucks."
Leona moved across to him and reached up, slipping her arms around his neck and pulling his mouth down onto hers. She sank her tongue between his teeth, and Vern felt his cock twinge with lust as she melted against him. After a few seconds, he was completely taken up in the kiss, and his hands began to roam over her firm ass underneath the tightly stretched fabric of her shorts.
Leona sensed that he was getting too hot to handle, and although it gave her a wild surge of pleasure to know she could fire him up to this extent, she broke the embrace and stepped back from him.
"Before you go too far, I think I should tell you about tonight."
Vern had one thought on his mind, and that was tail, but the smirk on her face stopped him from raping her on the spot.
"Okay, what happens tonight?"
Leona shivered slightly just at the thought of telling him.
"We're going to swap with Marty and Sheila; they're coming over tonight at eight." Vern grinned broadly. "You mean it?"
Leona nodded slowly, pleased at his reaction. "What's more, Ray and Lola are going to join us."
Vern brushed away a feeling of surprise as he crossed over and swept her up into his arms. "Christ, baby, this is going to be wild!"
Ray pulled up the zipper on the back of Lola's skintight minidress and stepped back.
"I don't know, honey; it's just that I never figured on all six of us making it. I guess it's a little surprising, that's all. I don't want to be a wet blanket, but I don't know how well it will work out."
Lola spun around to face him, smiling. "What difference does it make? It just makes it all the better as a trial experiment; two couples to choose from should give us a broader idea of what it's all like. Besides, it will be kind of nice not to be the only ones who are doing it for the first time."
Ray shrugged and slipped his sports jacket on.
"Maybe you're right. We'll soon see one way or the other."
Vern met Ray and Lola at the door. He flashed them a broad grin and waved them inside.
"Go on out onto the patio; Leona is out there with Marty and Sheila, and they're already one drink ahead of you. You might as well change into your suits first; I was just going to get into mine, and the others are already in theirs. You can use the guest bedroom."
Lola followed Ray down the hallway and into the small bedroom. They changed quickly, and Vern was waiting for them in the hallway.
Lola found her eyes dropping instantly to the crotch of Vern's form-fitting knit trunks, and she flushed slightly at the manly protrusion outlined there.
Vern caught her look and grinned.
"Nothing to be embarrassed about, honey; if you think I'm not eating up that beautiful, bikini-clad body of yours with my eyes, you're crazy."
Ray found the open exchange of looks between them a little unnerving; he'd never stood by and watched Lola and another man openly studying each other's body. He cleared his throat and nodded toward the patio area.
"Let's get outside; I'm looking forward to a drink and a swim."
Vern led the way, and the three of them went through the sliding glass doors that led to the patio and pool area.
Sheila, Marty and Leona were sitting together in a circle on some of the comfortable lounges, sipping drinks. They looked up as the others approached, and suddenly Ray forgot the way he'd felt about having Lola and Vern exchanging blunt appraisals of each other. Sheila's massive, lush form was poured into a one-piece suit that left nothing to the imagination, and Leona wore a brief white bikini that seemed to add to her innocent appearance while it openly offered her well-turned charms to study. The sight of them left Ray with a steadily increasing pulse rate and a semi-erect cock, that was clearly visible through the material of his form-fitting trunks.
Marty had done Vern one better. His trunks were knit, too, but they were the briefest pair Lola had ever seen. The black monokini clung to his crotch like a second skin, and gave the appearance that his cock and balls were almost bursting free.
Leona was on her feet now, moving across to fix drinks for the newcomers, and Ray's eyes followed her, resting on the enticing movement of her ass as the firm cheeks rubbed together under the thin material of her bikini bottom.
Vern didn't miss the looks going around. He knew they were all ready, but he wanted to get a couple of drinks into everyone before things got going. He helped Leona pass them around; then he flicked off all the lights on the patio with the exception of those shimmering under the surface of the pool.
Marty lifted his glass.
"A toast ... to a wild night, and many more."
Glasses flashed in the near-darkness. There was some light conversation, and another round of drinks; then Marty stood up and moved out into the center of the circle they had formed with their lounges.
"Okay, since this is the first time for the rest of you, Sheila and I figured it would only be fair for us to break the ice."
He looked over at Sheila, and she stood up and joined him. Her eyes moved around to the others, and she smiled.
"I'm going to take on one of the men; flip a coin and see who it's going to be."
Marty supplied the coin, and Ray took it in his hand and flipped it, calling heads as it rose in the air. It came down tails, and all eyes turned to Vern. He flushed slightly as he stood up, but Sheila had no intention of letting his nervousness spoil the night. She calmly walked across to where he was standing and shoved her hands under the waistband of his trunks, then hauled them down, going to her knees in front of him as she stripped them away.
Vern let out a gasp, and his cock snapped free of the trunks and thudded against the mat of thick hair on his belly. He was fully aroused and ready for Sheila.
Sheila moaned softly.
"Mmmm . . . what a hunk of meat ..."
Her eyes were glued to the stiff, throbbing cock. Her hand moved out swiftly, eagerly finding and cradling the huge, hot sac dangling proudly between Vern's slightly spread thighs. Little whimpers of pleasure escaped from her mouth as she openly squeezed and massaged his nuts, enjoying the feel of them.
The others watched as if hypnotized as her other hand moved up to encircle Vern's thick shaft; then it began slowly to stroke back and forth. Sheila was enjoying her part completely, and she leaned forward slightly so that she could rub her cunt against one of Vern's hairy legs as she worked on him.
Without further preliminaries, she opened her mouth and moved her head forward, letting her lips encircle Vern's huge, throbbing knob. She shuddered with pleasure as her tongue moved against the tip . . . . . . lapping . . . . . . polishing . . .
A droplet of shimmering moisture appeared in the thick slit in its end, and she tasted it. The action sent a wild jolt of desire through Sheila, and she was more than ready to give the others a show that would push aside any inhibitions that remained.
Vern began to moan huskily, and he leaned back against the lounge behind him for support. His hands moved to Sheila's head and began to guide it, showing her the motions he wanted, and when he had it held firmly in his grasp, he pistoned his hips forward, driving a full five inches of massive prick into her mouth.
Sheila took it happily, gleefully, gurgling with unmistakable delight as she began to suck Vern's big cock. She let the stops out, working feverishly on his balls as she sucked greedily on his big tool.
Vern was lost in the pleasure she was giving him. He didn't give a damn who was watching; he was having too damn much fun. He groaned with delight and began to push his hips back and forth, letting her suck his cock in and out of her mouth slowly, and Sheila was obviously fully enjoying herself, giving him what he wanted, letting him use the hot orifice formed by her sensuous, sucking mouth.
Nothing could have pleased Vern more than this experienced blow job. In a matter of minutes, he gave a husky moan, and his cock jerked deep inside Sheila's mouth.
Sheila was a little disappointed with the swiftness of his ejaculation, but she let out a muffled cry of pleasure and shoved her head forward, sucking even more of the massive shaft into her mouth. She was instantly rewarded with a spurting gush of thick, molten semen . . . . . . then another . . . . . . and another . . . . . . she swallowed once . . . . . . twice . . . . . . again and again, blissfully savoring every spurting wad.
Sheila drained him of every last drop; then she leaned back on her haunches and looked over at Marty.
"Okay, honey, have the girls flip a coin." Marty passed the coin to Lola. "Go ahead, baby, call it."
Lola hesitated briefly, a little self-conscious, but the act performed by Vern and Sheila had left her panting for action, and she tossed the coin up.
"Heads."
She missed the coin coming down, but Marty dropped down as it hit the cement and called it out.
"Heads it is; you win, baby."
He moved across to her and reached around to unsnap her bikini top; then he tossed it aside and stripped off the bottom. Lola stood before him, fully revealed and quickly pushing aside the last of her hesitation as her eyes moved over the massive outline of his stiff cock in his brief trunks.
Marty grinned and stepped back slightly.
"I've been waiting for this for a long time, baby."
His eyes roamed over her body, the big, firm mounds with their dark, excited and swollen nipples, and the shimmering, wiry patch of fiery hair covering her enticing cunt. His balls began to burn with desire, and when he spoke, his voice was husky and deep.
"God, baby, you were made to eat."
He stepped up to her, pulling her gently into his arms. He kissed her passionately and moved his hands up to cup her full, firm breasts.
The last particle of hesitancy left in Lola melted in front of the raging flame of lust flooding from Marty's powerful body. She moaned as she felt his tongue slip between her teeth, and she answered his gentle probing, letting her tongue meet his.
Marty moved his right hand from her breast and pushed it between their bodies, crushing her big breasts against his chest. His searching fingers found the open, flowing slit of her hot cunt, and he shoved one inside.
An electric like jolt of pleasure flooded Lola's body, and she quivered with pleasure. Her lush frame shook with uncontrolled lust, and she whimpered with need.
Marty picked her up gently and pushed her back onto one of the lounges; then he pushed his finger back to her hot slit. Lola arched her hips up off the softly padded lounge, sucking his stroking finger even deeper into her tender, burning twat.
"Oh, god . . . good ... so good . . . put it in farther . . . yes . . . like that. . . yes ... oh my god . . . "
Marty wanted one thing and only one thing from Lola. He wanted to eat her. He lifted his mouth from the hollow of her neck and looked down at her quivering frame. Her legs had sprung apart, exposing her hot, hungry slit, and he could smell her musky need as he brought a second finger into play, beginning to finger her vigorously, but oh, so gently.
Beads of lust-induced perspiration broke out on his forehead as he watched her passion-twisted face flailing from side to side on the lounge below him. Lola was lost in the feel of it, a slave to his finger-fucking, whimpering with delight. Her hands moved up around his muscular chest and shoulders, caressing and stroking, then reaching for his head and pulling his mouth back down to hers. Her lips were on fire as she sucked his tongue inside.
The wildly abandoned feel of her kiss spurred Marty on, and he began to finger her hot, oozing pussy rhythmically, driving her wild with the absolute pleasure of the feel of it. Lola began to twist and arch her hips upward to him as the raging flames in her loins cried out for satisfaction.
Marty lifted his lips from hers again and looked down into her passion-glazed eyes. He was oblivious to the others now; nothing mattered but her sensuous, craving body.
"Built to be eaten, baby; a cunt made for sucking."
He bent his head and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth briefly, sucking and lolling it; then he looked at her again.
"Tell me how badly you want it, baby . . . tell me you want to feel my tongue probing into the delicious well of your broiling cunt..."
He was firing her up with his words, and Lola only too readily gave him the green light.
"Oh, god, yes . . . eat me . . . eat me ..."
Marty moved his mouth to her nipple again and caressed it with his tongue and lips. He paused there, sampling the hot, pulsating bud for only a second; then he raised his lips and began to move his head down over the gentle rise of her belly. He let his tongue dip into the hollow of her navel, savoring the tangy taste of her flesh for an instant; then he moved it downward to the firm, sweet skin of her inner thighs.
His mouth began to climb upward on the inside of Lola's right thigh, leaving a delightfully thrilling path of moist, hot kisses; then he let out a husky groan and drove his tongue into the open, gaping lips of her swollen, flowing box.
Lola's mouth snapped open, and her head drove back into the soft padding of the lounge as she let out a wild shriek of pleasure at the feel of his first deep stab. He had built her need perfectly; she was exquisitely primed, and he lost himself completely in what he was doing for her, determined to give her something she had never had before. He withdrew his tongue after that first exploratory plunge and brought his lips against her swollen outer lips in a firm kiss. He sucked and blew into her sweet cunt gently, and thrilled to the smell and taste of her aroused desire.
Lola groaned and began to whimper impatiently. She reached up to grasp his head, pulling it deeper into her crotch.
Marty worked on her eagerly, tonguing his way around the tender, swollen and throbbing outer lips of her chasm; then he let it plunge again into her hot, honey-filled slit.
He let the thick lance explore and tease, searching for her most tender and sensitive spots, giving her thrills she had never known. Lola let out a shriek of wild pleasure as the tip of his darting tongue excited her hot, inner flesh, teasing her, tasting the hot, flowing juice hungrily, sucking it back. He moved his tongue up until it was flicking hungrily over her stiff, pulsating clitoris, driving her wild.
Lola thundered over the top. She let out a savage shriek of delight and threw her head back. Marty's mouth never left her hot slit. He kept at her tender, burning clitoris, working on it wildly-sucking, chewing until Lola thought she would pass out from the sheer pleasure of it.
She reached an even higher peak and whimpered with ecstasy, then finally fell back down onto the lounge and lay moaning softly. Marty got up from between her thighs and turned to face the others, grinning broadly.
"Okay, Ray; turn Leona on."
Ray's cock had been aching painfully from just watching the others, and he was hot to trot. He stood up and shoved his trunks off; then he turned to face Leona, his stiff cock throbbing boldly between his thighs, the big knob lurching wildly and swaying proudly before her.
Leona was the last of them to still have any doubts about this whole idea, but she was so aroused from watching the others that she pushed them aside and stretched out on the lounge across from Ray. His eyes were glued to her seductive form for a few seconds; then he dropped downward on top of her and let his lips meet hers.
It was a long, passionate kiss, openly telling of their heated states; and it was far from one-sided. Their lips parted, and Ray's hands moved on Leona frantically, stripping away her bikini bottoms as her fingers opened the clasp of her bra and freed the firm, proud globes of her hard-tipped breasts.
Ray felt her up good, caressing her big tits, teasing the hard tips, palming the gentle curve of her belly and cupping her mound, rubbing the wiry black fleece of her cunt passionately. Leona melted under his touch, pushing aside all thoughts but those of gratification. She pressed her head back against the lounge and held her eyes tightly closed as she began to moan and writhe below him.
"Please . . . hurry . . . hurry ..."
Ray groaned and sank down onto the lounge between her parted thighs. He reached for his burning prick with his right hand and guided the huge, throbbing knob to her open, oozing chasm.
At the touch of it, Leona let out a cry of delight and jackknifed upward toward him.
His big knob drove into her, and she let out a wild cry of delight that sent a shiver of satisfaction up Ray's spine. A split second before he had been a little unsure of himself, despite the desire he felt, but there was no doubting now his ability to please her; he could see the raw, sensual delight etched into Leona's face as he began to cram his cock into her.
Leona was floating in a dream. Her need was so great that nothing else mattered. She wrapped her arms around Ray, grasping his muscular buttocks and pulling him tighter to her. The feel of her accepting him so greedily, the sound of her crying for more gave Ray a surge of confidence. He fell under the wave of confident virility and instantly became like an animal, snorting and sweating like a prize stud bull as he began to hammer his big cock into her twisting form.
In six strokes he had it buried up to the balls in Leona's wildly thrashing form, and the two of them were twisting and grinding together in ecstasy as they built toward the pitch of release. Leona began to rotate her hips in a rhythmic, fucking action, and Ray matched her movements with slow, long strokes of his cock, probing it to the hilt in her hot, encompassing pussy.
They moved in perfect unison, attuned to the wants of the other; and it was quick for both of them. Leona made it first, a shudder of pleasure ripping through her body, and as Ray felt her go, he strove to fill her hungry slit with hot deluges of come. His big knob jerked and spewed forth a long, hot stream of gushing, molten semen.
Their wild moans of ecstasy filled the quiet, early evening air as they ground out a wild movement, emptying each other of their lust.
As they dropped down onto the couch in exhaustion, Marty moved across to them and grinned.
"Christ, I don't think you two needed any ice breaking."
He waited for them to catch their breath and sit up; then he addressed them as a whole.
"It's time to pair up. Leona and I will grab one of the bedrooms; Sheila, you drag Ray off to the other one, and Lola and Vern can use the lounges out here."
Sheila grinned and moved over to the lounge where Ray was sitting. She took his hand and started leading him toward the house.
"C'mon, lover. I want the master bedroom; that king-sized bed of Vern's is just the spot for us."
Marty grinned and looked over at Leona.
"I guess that leaves us the guest room. C'mon, baby, I understand you've got a few hangups that need caring for, and I'm just the boy to fix you up."
Vern watched them go; then he turned to look at Lola.
"I think we could both use a little swim and another drink. You go ahead and get wet; I'll mix us a couple and join you in the pool."
Sheila bounced across the big bedroom and flopped into the center of the bed. She looked up at Ray as he closed the door behind them and turned to face her.
"Lola tells me you need some confidence. I must say, you don't look as though you're lacking any, not from what I saw out there; in fact, I'm looking forward to getting some of the same."
Ray was a little angry at Lola for blabbing to Sheila, but his unhappiness was short-lived. He couldn't stay mad at anyone for long with Sheila spreadeagled on the bed in front of him.
"Christ, what a set of knockers . . . those great big tits . . . what a hunk of woman ..."
His cock began to stiffen, and Sheila let out a happy cry and vaulted off the bed, running across toward him. He hauled her into his arms and bent his head to kiss her.
" Sheila's lush body melted in his arms, giving the kiss an added meaning, and when they parted, they were both breathing heavily. Ray was so hot he was close to coming his rocks. He filled his palms with her full breasts, thrilling to the feel of the fantastic mounds and to the pressure of her stiff nipples.
"God, what a set of tits . . . baby, you're stacked ..."
Sheila chuckled throatily.
"Less talk and more action, lover."
She broke from the embrace and sank slowly to her knees in front of him, then grasped his stiff, throbbing cock firmly in her hands.
"You've got a beautiful joy stick, lover . . . just beautiful ..."
Ray groaned at the feel of her stroking fingers, and Sheila leaned forward to kiss the throbbing head of his cock, then looked up at him.
"This round is all yours, baby; relax and enjoy it."
Ray moved his hands down to her head, slipping his fingers through her long, soft blonde hair. He arched his hips out slightly, bringing his cock close to her mouth. Sheila smiled and opened her lips; then she slowly sucked his cock inside. She gently polished the thick head as she welcomed it; then her hands slipped up the inside of his golden muscular thighs to cup and fondle his dangling nuts as she began to rotate and bob her head slowly. Ray groaned and thrust his hips forward, giving her half of his thick cock, and she took it readily, sucking happily on it.
Marty was a little surprised by Leona's eagerness once they were alone in the bedroom. She was all over him as they twisted and ground together on the bed, their lips locked in a hot embrace. It was good to feel a strange broad working against him again, begging for the feel of his cock, and he was in no hurry to end it.
He ran his hand freely over her, feeling her up and warming the flames licking at her loins. When he had her hot and begging for it, he got up on his knees beside her and grinned as he looked down into her passion-furrowed face.
"You want me to eat it, baby? You want to feel my tongue in there working on you?"
Leona was going to learn; that was her purpose for being there, and she was ready and willing for anything. She let out a soft whimper and reached for his massive stiff cock, squeezing it impatiently.
"Yes . . . god, yes ... do it ... "
Marty reached down and pushed her firm thighs farther apart; then he bent over her and covered her hot slit with his mouth. He kissed it, caressed it with his tongue, then searched out her stiff little nubbin and worked on it slowly-polishing, nibbling, priming her until she was a mass of whimpering, sweat-covered flesh.
He kept working at her until she was close to reaching her climax; then he lifted his mouth from her delicious, oozing pussy and looked down at her. Leona was on fire with need; she rolled and twisted in frustration as he spoke.
"Now's the time to pay the piper, baby. If you want me to finish tongue-fucking you, you're going to have to return the favor."
Leona was past the point of rationalizing. She had been so close that frustration was setting in. She knew she would die without the blissful stabbing of his hungry tongue.
"Please . . . don't stop ... god, I'm so close . . . please ..."
He made no move to return his mouth to her juicy cunt.
"Tell me you want to do it to me at the same time; that's the only way you're going to get it, baby."
Leona would've done anything to have his tongue return to her burning cunt. She had to have him now; she could no more refuse him than she could stop breathing.
"Yes . . . yes . . . anything . . .just don't stop . . . please don't stop ..."
Marty grinned and leaned forward, covering her hot cunt with his mouth, then began to suck and blow into it passionately while his tongue lashed against her stiff, throbbing clitoris. As he began to work on her again, he shifted his legs upward and straddled her, then adjusted his position so that his big cock was only inches away from her mouth.
The soft stream of light given off by the single overhead light made the pearl shaped droplet of moisture that had formed in the slit at the end of his stiff cock glisten as his prick throbbed proudly in front of her, and when Leona opened her eyes and saw it, she was no longer hesitant to give him what he wanted. She let out a whimper of desire, then reached upward with her hands to grasp his muscular buttocks and pull them down to her.
Marty drove his tongue deeply into her as her hot palms cupped him. He let out a muffled groan of victory, then thrust his hips downward to her, shoving the throbbing head of his thick prick into her waiting mouth. The feel of the thick, throbbing, living flesh in her mouth thrilled her beyond belief. It was so new, so different. Her body shook as her tongue moved, and she began to polish the smooth, hard surface of the pulsating head.
Lola was a little more inhibited, now that she and Vern were alone. She had slipped back into her bikini before diving into the pool, and Vern had watched her with an amused grin. He could understand her feeling; it was one thing for the six of them to run around bareassed; but now that there were just two of them, he was a little uneasy about it, too.
He carried their drinks over to the edge of the pool and set them down; then he slipped his trunks back on and dove in. Lola surfaced at the other end of the pool, and he called her over, holding up the two glasses. She swam over to him, using slow, lazy strokes, obviously enjoying the water; then they clinked glasses and drained them. They swam then, chasing each other around in the water, becoming more relaxed about being together and letting the alcohol warm them.
Finally Lola pulled herself up the ladder at the shallow end of the pool and stretched out on one of the big double lounges. She flushed a little as she watched him swim toward her, knowing that he would join her, and feeling the first trace of excitement at the knowledge of what would follow.
She was over her uneasiness now. She knew that in the house the others were probably already in action, and the thought served to make her even more eager to have Vern join her.
She didn't have long to wait. He moved directly across to the big lounge and stretched out beside her. Lola couldn't keep from studying him with her eyes, letting them move over the muscular, deeply bronzed flesh. The sight of him aroused her even more, and she rolled over onto her side, arching her body forward slightly, knowing full well that her tight bikini left little to the imagination. As Vein's eyes moved over her, she slipped her hand out and ran it over his chest.
"You feel as good as you look."
Vern felt a stab of desire as her hand trailed down over him. His cock quivered and began to grow against the taut material of his trunks, and Lola looked directly at the tent as it formed.
The sight of it ready for her pushed aside any hesitation Lola had left. She let out a soft moan, then moved her hand over to it, covering it, rubbing her palm back and forth over it.
Vern let out a husky groan and lifted his ass up off the lounge slightly, increasing the pressure. The feel of his stiff rod so close and yet so far was too much for Lola. She slipped her fingers under the top of his tight trunks and hauled them down to his knees in one swift motion.
Vern's stiff cock surged upward from the confines of the restricting material and slapped against his belly. He groaned, and his hands moved to her, reaching around to unfasten the top of her bikini as she stripped the trunks the rest of the way off him. Lola grasped his cock and began stroking and caressing the hard, pulsing organ, and Vern reached up to cup the big, hard-tipped hillocks of her breasts in his palms. Lola let out a wild moan and rolled over on top of him. Her lips found his, and his tongue broke through her teeth and searched for hers.
His hands moved frantically on her, stripping away her bottoms. He filled his palms with the warm flesh of her buttocks, letting his fingers explore the dimpled globes, squeezing, kneading, caressing. Lola began to move on him, her hips rotating. He thrilled to the feel of her open, oozing cuntlips rubbing back and forth against his throbbing cock.
The feel of that big, thick tool excited Lola feverishly. She reached between them, slipping her hand down over his belly to grasp his thick, burning cock. She squeezed and fondled it for a few seconds, then pushed it down so it slipped between her long, silky thighs.
Vern rolled her over onto her back and pinned her there; then he began to dry-fuck her slowly, leisurely, loving the feel of her thighs clamped around his swollen, throbbing prick.
He lifted himself slightly so he could move one hand down and shove a finger between her moist, open cuntlips and begin to finger her slowly. Lola's hips shot up off the lounge to greet his exploring hand, and a groan of pleasure escaped from her gaping mouth. She reached down and pulled his cock free from the viselike grip of her thighs and began to work the thick hunk of meat with her fingers.
"God . . . do it . . . fuck me . . . hurry ..."
Vern settled between her wildly spread thighs and slipped his hands under her bouncing buttocks. Lola's fingers were guiding him feverishly as he thrust his hips downward to her slowly, pushing the thick knob of his cock into her hot slit. He gave her a few short strokes to stretch the tight opening; then Lola arched her back and drove herself up to meet him.
Vern let out a husky groan and gave her everything he had.
Sheila was getting Ray's thick cock up to the balls on every stroke. Ray had never experienced anything quite like it before. He'd been blown, but never like this; her mouth was like a vacuum cleaner sucking the life out of his cock. He tried to hold himself back and stretch out the pure bliss of it, but he couldn't.
His hips shot forth as he felt the first stab of ecstasy slam his balls, and Sheila sensed he was coming and sucked his hot tool deep into her throat. Ray let out a deep moan of pleasure as the throbbing knob of his prick jerked and released the first stream of hot, creamy come spurting down her throat. Sheila's senses reeled under the wonder of it as she took gush after gush of the sweet elixir, savoring it, demanding more.
Ray's body shook with pleasure as he rested his hands on her shoulders for support and let her finish him, sucking every last drop from his quivering cock.
Marty gave Leona time to get used to feeling the thick, throbbing knob of his cock in her mouth before he gave her too much more. He worked on her cunt with his mouth-sucking, nibbling, driving her wild; then finally he felt she was ready, and he shuddered with delight as he hammered his hips downward to her, driving the big, pulsating prick almost completely into her clutching, hungry mouth.
He held it there deeply imbedded for a few seconds, savoring the feel of it and causing Leona to damn near choke, but she wasn't fighting it; it was too damn good. She thrilled to the feel of the massive tool, thrashing at the knob with her tongue, sucking on it.
Marty let her get the taste and feel of it for a few seconds; then he began to raise and lower his hips slowly, stroking the thick cock back and forth between her lips, his big, hairy sac and its tender, aching cargo resting against her face on each deep, inward stroke.
Leona no longer considered the act as one of giving alone. The feel of his big prick in her mouth was giving her as much pleasure as it was him. She couldn't get enough of it. Her darting tongue was in steady motion, polishing and caressing the tip, surging in and out of the big, oozing slit in its knob, and the feel of her obvious acceptance drove Marty wild with lust.
He repaid her with steadily longer strokes of his tongue, eating his way deeper and deeper into the depths of her sweet pussy, lapping up the oozing, creamy juices that now flowed in torrents, savoring the tangy taste of her hot cunt juice.
Leona was burning with ecstatic pleasure. The size of his cock, the feel of it throbbing with powerful life, slipping smoothly in and out of her mouth, the big knob pulsating against her throat, twitching as she probed into the big slit, drove her upward to release at a frantic pace. She strove wildly to prolong it.
Vern couldn't hold himself back now; they had spent too much time in working each other up. He made no attempt to slow the pace, and Lola eagerly answered his hammering thrusts with humping, rotating motions of her own, complementing each savage thrust of his big prick.
It built in them wildly, frantically pushing them both upward to heights they'd never dreamed of. Soft little moans of pure delight flooded Vern's ears, and he grunted huskily, then suddenly gave vent to the delicious, aching pressure tingling through his tender nuts.
He ground his big tool deeper into her than he'd ever gone before, and released a stream of spurting come into her twisting body below. Lola went wild when she felt the first gush of thick, creamy fluid, and she made it with him, smashing ecstatically into pure sensual bliss.
Ray stretched lazily in the center of the big bed and smiled.
"Christ, I've never felt anything like that. When you give a blow job, it's like blowing my stones twice."
Sheila smiled proudly and leaned over him, kissing the length of his reawakening cock. It quivered slightly, and Ray moaned and sat up, grasping her and pushing her down onto her back.
He bent his head to kiss her, and at the same time, he let his right hand slide up the inside of her thigh to cup her hot mound. He began to rub and knead the eager slit gently as his tongue surged deep into her mouth.
Ray knew what he had to do now. He had to prove to himself and to Sheila that he could bring her body alive sexually. He had no lack of confidence; he was more sure of himself at this moment than he had been in years, and he was wildly looking forward to giving Sheila the time of her life.
He made the kiss last, savoring the feel of her beginning to hunger for more as he stroked her cunt. She began to whimper and lift herself up to him rhythmically, begging for more. Ray gave it to her, slipping one finger between the open, flowing lips of her oozing slit. Slowly, inch by inch, her hot cunt swallowed his finger, and when he had it fully embedded in the molten chasm, he began to explore her tender flesh, thrilling it, teasing it, and finger-fucking her slowly.
Marty worked Leona's cunt expertly with his mouth, and try as she might to preserve the wild, wonderful sensations that filled her, she couldn't hold back any longer.
The exquisite explosion of her release slammed through her lush, perspiration-soaked body, and as she shot into sensual oblivions, she sucked frantically on the thick tool deeply embedded in her mouth. She wanted nothing more than to feel his hot come spurt forth into her mouth.
She began to rotate her head as Marty stroked his thick organ back and forth between her sensuous lips. He wanted her to come down a little, so she could really get the feel of his hot come as he gave it to her, and he thrilled to the feel of her working on him as she kneaded and cupped his heavy balls. Finally he couldn't keep the floodgates shut. He let her have it, groaning huskily as he drove his cock downward, hammering it into her up to the hilt; then Leona thrilled to the feel of the huge knob jerking in her mouth.
She gasped for breath as a gushing stream of thick, creamy semen spurted into her. It seemed endless. It kept coming and coming as she swallowed frantically, moaning with satisfaction as her own crisis seemed to double in strength. It lasted a long time, and she would have liked it to last forever.
Vern moved up onto his knees on the couch beside Lola. He took his thick, stiff cock in his hand and stroked it lovingly as his eyes rested on hers.
"Suck it for me, baby; god, how I love a blow job."
Lola looked at the big, powerful rod only inches away from her, and she couldn't resist. She shifted around and moved her hands around his waist, then palmed his muscular buttocks and pulled him toward her.
Vern closed his eyes and let out a deep moan as she opened her mouth and sucked his stiff cock inside.
"Go, baby, suck it."
Lola cradled the thick knob in her lips for a second, then sucked the big rod deep inside. Vern felt his legs go rubbery.
"Oh, god, baby . . . that feels good ..."
Lola pushed him down onto his back and moved over him, thrilling to the feel of the thick, gnarled, powerfully cocked and throbbing shaft as she sucked it in and out.
Vern began to groan and gasp for breath as he gave himself completely to her. His senses reeled under the tingling warmth that began to fill his dangling balls.
Ray rolled back onto his haunches slightly as he moved, getting more comfortable between Sheila's spread thighs. Her eyes settled on his big cock and the sight of his thick, purplish knob and the swollen, blood-filled shaft filled her with a need that became paramount.
Ray continued to finger her slowly as he reached for one of her big tits with his free hand and began to rub his palm in small circles over it. Sheila arched herself upward. Lust-fired blood poured into her teased buds as he shifted his pressing palm to the other massive orb and began to turn and twist the vermillion tip between his thumb and forefinger, enjoying the sight of her breasts as they filled to their spongy erectness.
It made Ray feel good to watch her reacting to him, and he shifted his mouth to find her unattended nipple, and Sheila let out a soft whimper and raised her hips off the bed, again sucking his finger deep inside her hot cunt.
As her oozing twat lifted upward, the top of her mound brushed across Ray's hard, pulsating cock, and Sheila gave a guttural moan. She whimpered and pressed against its stiff base, welcoming the feel of the hot flesh against her stiff little bud of need.
"Oh, god . . . I'm burning up . . . fuck me . . . fuck me ..."
Having her beg added to Ray's confidence, and he wanted to hear more of it. He raised his mouth from her tingling nipple and moved it to her lips, and she felt the warm, moist length of his tongue surge between her teeth; then the tip flicked to touch and caress the inner sides of her lips. He pulled his slippery finger free of her pussy and raised himself slightly, letting the thick, throbbing knob of his cock press between her open, tortured cuntlips.
Then his stiff cock began to move back and forth between the swollen, tingling lips, driving deeper and deeper into the tight chasm and pressing against her rock-hard, pulsating clitoris. Sheila groaned and arched herself upward.
"Hard . . . god ... do it hard . . . fuck me hard ..."
Marty gave Leona a few minutes to catch her breath; then he rolled over on top of her and spread her thighs with his knees. He reached down for his stiff, throbbing prick and settled the big knob between her juicy cuntlips; then he drove the big rod into her with three vicious strokes.
Leona's mind snapped, and she went into motion. Her hips went wild . . . . . . bouncing . . . . . . rotating . . . . . . lurching . . . . . . taking his massive prick from every possible angle. He let out an incoherent groan and moved his hands under her bouncing ass, cradling the hot cheeks in his palms; then he drove down at her again. This time he gave it everything he had, bringing his heavy balls slapping against the hot, soft flesh beneath, and the touch of her flesh against his sac sent a charging surge of animal delight up his spine. His body quivered wildly.
Leona began to buck wildly against him.
"Oh, god, that's so good, lover... so good ..."
Beads of sweat glistened brightly on his forehead, and he knew now that he was giving her pleasure. He could see it, smell it, almost taste it.
Lola wanted this so badly it shocked her. She had sucked Ray off many times, but it had never been like this. The very fact that it wasn't Ray's cock in her mouth seemed to make it better, and she wanted desperately to make it so good for him that he would fill her with the hot spurts of his release.
She worked on him slowly, enjoying herself fully, experimenting with his thick, throbbing prick, catching the thick organ on the ridge just below the base of its throbbing head with her teeth, and beginning to polish the big knob slowly. The action sent a wave of exquisite delight cascading through Vern, and his big cock seemed to grow even larger under the ministrations of her tongue, jerking and quivering with the pleasure she brought it.
His hips went into action as he began to fuck her sucking lips as though they were a tight, almost virgin like cunt, and she welcomed the reaction, letting the knob slip free of her teeth so he could begin to force it in and out of her hot chasm.
Ray dug his fingers into the resilient flesh of Sheila's bouncing ass and hauled her up to him, driving his cock fully into her well-lubricated box. Sheila thought he would tear the flesh.
She cried out in pure ecstasy. He was giving her the whole rod now on each stroke, hammering the bulbous, pulsing knob against the tender bottom of her gaping cunt. The feel of it left her breathless; she arched upward, wanting more. The enthralling touch of Ray's heavy balls slapping against the damp, glistening flesh just below her churning pussy added to her pleasure, and she began to quiver uncontrollably.
Leona's buttocks lashed up off the bed, and she gasped with pleasure as the first jolting shudder of release ripped through her. It was all Marty was waiting for. He drove his cock fully into her and let out a husky moan of pleasure as his huge knob jerked and a gushing stream of burning, spurting come erupted, filling her hot, convulsing cunt to the brim.
Again and again he drove into her until her milking cunt had drained him of his lust.
Vern was a complete prisoner to the wonders of Lola's hungry, sucking mouth. He couldn't get enough of it, fucking her from all angles, twisting his hips and thrusting wildly into the hot, sucking chasm. His hands were on the sides of her head, directing her motions now as he felt the end approaching and sped up the steady thrusts of his hips.
His balls quivered wildly, and he felt them begin to tingle with the first sign of release. He groaned huskily and drove his hips against her; then his body shook wildly as the first gushing stream of thick, creamy semen spurted forth from the end of his massive knob and shot straight down Lola's throat.
Sheila let out an animal groan as she felt Ray's huge cock lurch inside her clutching cunt. Then volley after volley of hot, rich, creamy come gushed into her, flooding her burning hole, giving her the wonder she'd been begging for.
Her eyes rolled back into her head, and her mouth fell open. She let out a long, low-pitched cry of pure animal pleasure, and her body thrashed wildly against his spurting cock. The tight, aching muscles of her cunt milked his spewing shaft until it was dry, demanding all the hot semen he could deliver; then finally she dropped down onto the bed and panted wildly, trying to regain her breath.
Marty sucked back a lungful of smoke and sat up, glancing at his watch.
"Jesus, we've been going at it for hours."
He looked over at Leona and grinned.
"I don't like to be a killjoy, but I'm afraid all of us have to work in the morning. We'd better call it quits for tonight."
Leona smiled at him and stretched lazily.
"Mmmm ... I don't think I could do it again if I tried anyway . . . not until I have a rest."
Marty chuckled throatily and took a step toward her.
"You want to bet, baby?"
Leona rolled away from him, landing on her feet on the other side of the bed.
"No way . . . I'm quite sure you could have me begging for it again, but you're right; we'd better round up the others and call it a night."
Marty nodded and reached out to take her hand; then he led her out of the bedroom and down the hall.