Chapter 28

Hank and Martin got home maybe fifteen minutes before Jean arrived, very clearly dressed for work -- period. She made no concessions to heat OR comfort -- although the painted on jeans WERE very fetching in their way. Martin figured that bending and squatting in them was NOT going to be fun -- but he wasn't surprised. He was pleased that she came, though, rather than avoiding him. He limited himself to friendliness and let her get on with the things that hadn't been completed on Tuesday.

Hank went upstairs to see his father in his office. "So she's going to act silly about it, huh?" he opened the conversation.

Martin pointed at the floor grate; the fan was running, but... "She will do whatever she feels comfortable doing, Son. With a few exceptions, forcing women to do things they don't want to leads to short-term relationships. And while at your age, sex is top priority and drives everything else before it, at OUR age, it is nice to have a social relationship based upon mutual needs and interests, too. These things take time -- and we both have other commitments, distractions, and outlets. If she's wise, she'll look around a bit and realize that there isn't just one route to where she's going -- and some of them are easier than others. Then maybe we can look at getting together -- or not, as the case may be."

Martin's platitudes were not lost on their intended target; alerted by Hank's comment, Jean heard every syllable. The utterance left her both reassured and disconcerted. 'He's interested, but he's not going to push it,' she thought -- then realized that it mattered! That was disconcerting... Her hands worked automatically while she pondered the situation without reaching any resolution; two hours later, she let herself out of the Garber home without even a plan.

It seemed like Lon arrived home with half the neighborhood. Sally was ready when he came by -- and so was Teela. The girls got the back seat; Teela hit it off with Brie right away and the pair were soon chattering like magpies.

Candace wasn't pleased; the only warning she got that a horde was descending upon her was Rick's arrival a few minutes before the others. When she pulled Lon aside to vent on him, Lon shrugged and replied, "I don't expect you to do anything special for Sally -- she's going to be here. Treat her as a resource; tell her what you want and she'll do it. Rick and Teela probably just want to get wet -- they don't require much. We're babysitting Brie, sort of -- everyone at her house is elsewhere. Sally and Teela have her under control, anyway. The big issue is Rain Man; we were sort of hoping that you would take an interest..."

Candace looked out the slider at the pudgy black kid. "Why?"

"Because he's due. He had to sit through watching his mother and sisters get screwed -- well Brie didn't get screwed, but she sucked a lot of cock. Louise helped him out last night, but it wasn't enough, you know?"

"You know, Lon, there are limits..." Candace rasped.

"Mama, I figured that Toby taught you not to judge a dick by the body it's attached to. Beth swears by Randy, and you should have heard Louise last night!" Lon replied, adding, "If you pass on him, I'll just take him with me to Beth's -- you're only hurting yourself."

Candace eyed her son. "I didn't figure that introducing me to another black dick would go over that well with you," she said snidely.

Lon went poker-faced. "It was Damian's idea, partly. And we've more or less buried the hatchet. If you want an older guy, there's Coach -- but that hasn't been your style..."

"Lon!" Candace erupted angrily. She stepped forward and swung a slap at him.

It didn't connect. Lon caught her hand and pulled it into a hammerlock. "Don't, Mama -- I'm not a little kid any more. Sometimes I wonder if I'm not the adult, here! I'm going to send Sally in to make up snacks, or whatever. You don't have to lift a finger -- which will leave you PLENTY of time to think about what Damian will say when he hears about how you're acting!" He pushed her away and walked out. Candace didn't get anything out before he was gone.

Sally came in a few minutes later. "Lon said I should make snacks."

Candace rounded on her, "Why do you let him run you like that? You don't have to do that!"

"Yes I do," Sally replied calmly. "And it doesn't bother me. We're doing what we want to do. He's not forcing me -- well, he is and he isn't. I know that you know what I get from it -- you just approach things a lot differently." She glanced around, "What can I put out?" For the next fifteen minutes, Candace directed Sally in snack preparations while fuming over Lon's attitude and his threat to involve Damian. She went out with Sally and crossed to Lon to murmur, "Okay, maybe I was a bit hasty..."

Lon shrugged. "I'm sure Randy would prefer to see Beth, who appreciates him, rather than someone who sees fucking him as a fate worse than death."

"I didn't go THAT far."

Lon shrugged. "Maybe. Are you done with Sally? I have things for her to learn."

"Like what?" Candace frowned.

"I want her to spot me on dives -- critique my form, that kind of thing. I did up some notes and stuff..."

"Oh." Candace had no idea what she'd THOUGHT he was going to put the poor girl through; it was nebulous -- and dark.

Lon eyed her. "Look, you're in a bad mood. Why don't you go somewhere quiet and relax -- we won't bother you. Maybe you should go out?"

Candace was immediately troubled. "No. I know what's out there."

Lon tossed his hair back. "Randy is really easygoing. I don't know if you really want that -- you don't generally react well to it."

Candace frowned. "What does THAT mean?"

"It means you don't get satisfied. Fucking isn't enough -- you have to find out who's boss. And generally, the answer you get isn't the one you're looking for," Lon replied.

"Well..." Candace made a face and looked over at Randy. "Maybe I need something a little less challenging for a change."

Lon shrugged. "It's up to you."

Candace nodded and slowly made her way over to where Randy, Rick, Teela and Brie were sitting on the pool edge, talking and dangling their feet in the water. "Um, Randy? Are you busy?"

Randy looked up at the bleach blonde woman that he'd learned was Lon's mother. "Nooo..."

"Maybe you could come inside with me for a while?"

Randy had seen her mood when they came in. "I dunno. Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I'm a little bitchy today -- I apologize, everybody. That time of the month, or something."

"Look, I know how it's been..." Randy insisted. He knew about the 'only black guys' complaint...

"Then you know I usually end up dealing with Damian," Candace replied. "You might be a nice change of pace..." She waved languidly, "Come on -- I'll be good..."

Randy shrugged. You don't argue when a woman says yes, after all... He got up and followed her inside.

Brie sighed theatrically. "Here we go again..."

Teela giggled. "What's wrong?"

"I'm not allowed."

"Well..."

"I know -- I've heard it two hundred times!" Brie rolled her eyes. "But nobody knows whether I'm ready or not but me -- and I'm ready! I'm REALLY ready!"

Teela gazed off to the other end of the pool where Lon was talking to Sally and pointing out something on some papers he'd brought outside. "What do you think that's all about?"

"I think he wants her to help him with his diving," Rick replied.

"Huh! No kidding?"

"Nope. The next couple of hours could get boring. Tell me again why we're here?"

"I want to see what goes on at Toby and Beth's," Teela replied.

"Oh? What's going on?" Brie asked.

"Lon wants Beth there to keep an eye on things while he pierces Sally's pussy," Teela related. "I think that's totally hot!"

Rick eyed her askance. "Sounds totally painful to me. Is this the chastity thing?"

"Yeah. Sally told me about it. Four rings -- then when they heal, he's gonna put a lock on it." She turned to Brie and grinned. "That might solve YOUR problem..."

"Uh uh!" Brie's eyes bugged. "No way!"

"Well, I think it's cool," Teela insisted. "Maybe I'll ask Lon if he knows how to pierce my clit hood..." She eyed Rick sidelong to see what he would say; Rick caught her and merely raised an eyebrow.

There was a long silence while everybody watched Lon do a dive, then Rick announced, "I'm going to take a dip," and slid into the water.

Brie waited until Rick was some distance away, then asked, "Why does he want to do that?"

"Rick?"

"Lon." Brie sat silent for a moment. "Does Sally, uh, fuck around on him?"

"No. Well, there have been a couple of occasions, but they were with permission, more or less," Teela replied. "Still, Lon got kind of pissed, even though he approved everything that went on, so he's punishing Sally. It's unjust, but there it is..."

"What does Sally think?"

"She's thrilled to death! I know it's weird, but she and Lon are into this ownership thing -- and as far as Sally is concerned, this is better than a wedding ring!"

"Yeah, that's weird, all right," Brie agreed.

"She sees it as him protecting his property. And if he's doing that, then she IS his property -- it's an affirmation thing. At least, Sally thinks so," Teela explained.

"Why does she want to be property?" Brie asked.

"That's not something I can explain," Teela replied. "It just is. Toby's mom is like that, too."

"What about you?" Brie asked. "Do you, uh..."

"Fuck around?" Teela asked. "No, not usually. In fact, only once -- when we got the goods on Coach. And the only reason I did THAT was because Sally had done the duty before and it wasn't right to make her do it again, knowing that Lon wouldn't like it." She smiled fondly at Rick, who was swimming, oblivious. "Rick doesn't like it. He's afraid I'll stumble onto one of the wonder cocks we've got around here and go gaga over it."

"Really? Why?"

Teela shook her head. "He's worried about size. He's not a horse, like some of the other guys. Don't get me wrong -- he's perfectly normal -- even a bit bigger, I'm told -- but when he compares himself to, say, Toby..."

"Oh." Brie mused for a moment. "That's one of the excuses I keep getting -- that I'm too small and I'll get hurt..."

"You'll be fine," Teela assured her. "We adapt."

"It's not MY worry," Brie retorted. "THEY keep telling me it's important, the first time..."

"So, you want to borrow Rick?" Teela asked, eyes merry.

"Well, once, maybe. Has he ever, um, done a virgin?"

"Me," Teela nodded.

"Okay," Brie replied, thinking. "They made me promise to wait until my birthday."

"How long is that?"

"Three weeks." Brie mused a bit. "Hey, you don't think I could see it..."

Teela giggled. "You have. Remember the booth? That was Rick!"

"Oh! That was a nice one!"

"I think so." Teela smiled.

Inside, Randy asked Candace, "Do you mind if I try a couple of things I've seen in the last couple of days?"

They were in Candace's bedroom, reclining on her bed -- both naked. Candace was jacking Randy's cock and looking pleased with the result. "Sure, I guess. Oh!" Surprise resulted from Randy's attack on her neck with his lips. "Where did you learn that? Hank?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I'll give you an hour or so to stop..." Candace grinned widely. "That gives me goose pimples -- and probably does the same for every OTHER woman in existence!"

Randy went from tentative to full attack...

"Did you see how I did that?" Lon asked, hauling himself out of the pool. "How bad was the splash?"

"I think you over-rotated," Sally replied. "Um, Lord? If you're going to do the piercings today, do you think we could...?"

Lon glanced at his watch; it was three-thirty. "Yeah, good idea. Fifteen more minutes..." He gave it a moment's thought and changed his mind. "On second thought, let's go inside." He snatched a towel and led her off.

"Where are you guys going?" Teela asked as they passed.

"We're going to get in a little fun before the piercings," Lon replied. "We'll be out when we're done."

Teela smiled and nodded; Sally was beaming behind him. The pair disappeared inside.

"Rick!" Teela yelled. "C'mon, everybody out of the pool!"

Rick swam over. "Jeez, did you two even get wet?"

"Nope. Come on, let's go in -- it's hot!" Teela cajoled.

"Oh, all right..." Rick swam to the ladder and climbed out. Teela tossed him a towel as she and Brie got up.

Coming in through the slider changed things -- in the first place, the air conditioning made things quite a bit more comfortable. The sounds, however, were another matter; from in the kitchen they could hear the urgent slap of flesh on flesh coming from Candace's room, providing the rhythm component to Candace's song: "Go, Honey! Feed Mama that big dick! Ride Mama home! FUUUUUUUCCKK!!!"

Teela and Brie shared a grin; Rick eyed his girlfriend carefully. Was she up to something? "Let's go downstairs," Teela suggested. "It's noisy up here!"

Rick led the way; before they got to the stairwell, they could hear a different set of sounds -- Sally enjoying herself, "Huh! Uh! Unh! Oh! Huh! Mmm! Ogod! Huh! Huh!" Sally's sounds mixed with Lon's quiet grunts and the slap of THEIR crotches striking each other...

"Noisy all right," Rick agreed quietly. They were just starting down the stairs when Candace squalled, "Oh, GAAWD! I'M CUMMING! FUCK ME, HONEY! RIDE MAMA HOME YOU BIG DICKED BASTARD! AAAUUUGHH!!!!"

"Well, THAT'S pretty clear..." Teela smirked.

"Yeah, I guess," Rick agreed. They hit the foot of the stairs. "Now, what, Babe?"

"Now we play a little," Teela replied, smiling. "Brie wants to get re-acquainted with your cock!"

"Re...?" Rick looked shocked. "What?"

"She's had it once," Teela explained. "Over there..." She pointed at the booths. "I figured we could share -- is that okay, Brie?"

"Sure!" Brie's eyes glowed.

"I dunno, Babe," Rick said dubiously.

"Oh, come on!" Teela retorted. "Brie wants to try you out -- she's thinking about letting you bust her cherry!"

"Right now?" Rick looked distinctly nervous.

"No, I promised I'd wait until my birthday," Brie replied. "But I'm interviewing applicants..."

"I..."

"Come on, Baby! Loosen up! It's okay!" Teela chided. Turning to Brie, she said, "Let's get naked." The pair made short work of their swimsuits, grinning at each other. "Come on, Babe! You're running behind!" Teela pressed Rick.

"Okay." Rick shrugged and dropped his trunks.

Brie was on he knees instantly, wrapping her hand around the shaft of Rick's slowly elongating cock. "Yeah, that's it. You were my first -- did you know that?"

"Uh, no... I don't think I was supposed to," Rick muttered.

"That was then," Brie said, matter-of-factly. "By now I've sucked a bunch of you guys -- and we're not doing booths any more -- it's a waste of time, really..." She turned her attention to Teela. "How is it?"

"I love it!" Teela gushed. "I try to get it just about every day -- don't I, Baby?"

Rick nodded, grinning. Sex with other women worried him; he feared the results of comparisons with the likes of Toby or Damian. But Teela rode his cock making happy noises just about every time they were together -- and her interlude with Coach hadn't changed that. It was one reason that they were on the fringes of group activity -- they were too busy with each other. Teela didn't get excited about him fucking other women -- for one thing because she knew that he was just doing it because it needed doing, not because of any lack on her part. And Rick's concerns that Teela might turn into a wild thing had settled into the background in the face of her obvious commitment to him. Long discussions while they were cuddled after sex brought the understanding that Teela was open-minded and would like to try a few things -- but she was not happy outside his zone of protection. He was her man, her mate, her protector; other guys were just guys. That comfort zone they now had with one another allowed them to handle things like Teela fucking Coach and this thing with Brie -- neither of them now felt that such things endangered their relationship.

"Let's double up on him," Teela suggested. "You take one side and I'll take the other..." Brie nodded enthusiastically and they went to work...

Upstairs, Lon was thanking Beth in his thoughts for the plastic-backed pad she'd given him; Sally had just orgasmed, flooding it with her juices. His bed would have been soaked without the pad; juice just poured out of Sally just about every time she came...

Things had quieted down up the hall, so Lon figured Mama and Rain Man were in intermission; from the sound of things, Rain Man had done a stellar job. Lon, on the other hand, wasn't finished. He was doing his best to get Sally off as many times as he could before blowing his nut, because who knew how long it would be before fucking was comfortable for her after he pierced her labia four times...

Sally was gratefully absorbing everything he could deliver -- not so much for the future, but for the present; Lon had stayed away for a few days, and that made her VERY nervous! Right now, even more than sex, she wanted reassurance...

Lon was in no mood to deliver a lot of reassurance; he was nerving up for the evening's activities, which required the proper mindset on both their parts. That being the case, Sally got hard cock and mild verbal abuse, "You like that cock, Slut? That's the ONLY cock you'd better ever put in there without my explicit permission -- not that I'm gonna be any too worried after tonight! You'll be practicing your cock sucking for a while... Maybe I'll let you take a cock in your black hole..." THAT taunt hit home, as intended; Lon had made it clear that Sally's ass was for others -- and especially for blacks. The racist thing was pretty much set aside in his head, but it was a weapon that he would be using on Sally for the foreseeable future, because it was the thing they'd settled upon as her reason for being in the doghouse. The rules were simple: If Sally fucked anyone else, she would be taking whoever it was up her ass, not her pussy. And Lon was NOT going to use her ass, ever -- it was officially defiled -- but he owned her pussy... Oral services really hadn't been defined, but Sally knew that she wasn't going to be sucking anyone Lon didn't tell her to specifically. If Sally's resolve to go through with the piercings was wavering, these taunts were there to help stiffen it.

Sally really didn't need them, though; to her, the piercings were a powerful statement of Lon's ownership, and she would endure them at any cost -- but the reinforcement of her perception of her lowly position didn't hurt anything. It was a reminder of where she expected -- even wanted -- to be, and, as such, was weirdly reassuring after all... Thoughts of the abuse he would probably heap on her in the near term helped her up the slope toward her second orgasm.

"That was really nice, Honey," Candace panted, reaching behind her to pat Randy's thigh; the pair had collapsed to the side after Randy flooded her pussy, and given their initial doggy-style position, that put him behind her, spooned against her. "I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did."

"Oh, yeah! It was f... -- uh, great!" Randy assured her. Candace might be old, but she was the bikini babe type, complete with blonde hair -- even if it WAS bleached... Fucking a chick like that was more or less a dream come true for Randy.

"Good! You need anything, Honey? Give Mama a bit to rest and maybe we can go again..." Candace rubbed the hairy thigh. As far as she was concerned, Randy wasn't much to look at, so she was fine with their current position. On the other hand, she had no problem with his abilities as a lover...

"I'm fine..." 'Hot shit! I'm gonna fuck her again!' Emboldened, Randy reached around to cup one of Candace's breasts. They were classics, too, as far as he was concerned.

Candace sucked it up, purring, and let him go to work again on the side of her neck. "You're a helluva lover -- I'll say that for you!" She backed her ass into his still half-hard cock.

Rick was in Heaven. When she wasn't sharing his cock with Brie, Teela was instructing her in the fine art of fellatio or suckling his balls. Brie was a fast learner, too, probably due to her motivation, and was providing him a LOT of pleasure. Rick was amazed; it seemed like a good blowjob might actually feel better than a fuck, on occasion...

Currently, the girls seemed to be kissing -- except his shaft was between them, and they were moving back and forth on it, their tongues washing the underside. It was great ANYWHERE, but when they got to that area at the rim of his glans, it got incredible... Brie was doing a lot of giggling -- something to do with the games her tongue and Teela's were playing with each other, he figured. All he could do was grunt and groan and enjoy himself...

Lon admitted to himself that he didn't have the staying power to drive Sally to orgasm number three -- his balls were boiling! "Gonna shoot..." he grated.

"Cummmm..." Sally moaned, her head snapping back and forth. Lon's cock felt wonderful, and if she didn't cum again, she would still feel his seed flood her...

"UUUUUUHHHHHNNNGGHHHHH!!!!" Lon grunted, while his cock pulsed and poured it's product into Sally's clutching receptacle. "GODDAMN!" This was the great thing about Sally; he could slam her as hard as he could, and all she would do was coo about how good it was. Somebody like Jean or Teela would be complaining about how he was breaking her ass... Beth had ruined him; Lon loved big bitches in general, and Sally in particular. "Remind me not to go without for so long," he croaked, collapsing on her pillowy tits.

Sally smiled a Mona Lisa smile, "Yes, Lord."

Ecstasy shifted toward agony as Rick instinctively tried to control his ejaculation. "Gonna cum..." he gasped.

"Take it." Teela backed off and Brie took in Rick's glans, feeling it swell. In an instant, the underside of his shaft began to pulse and thick, heavy cream pulsed onto her tongue. "Mmmmm!" Brie took every drop, sucking and milking Rick's cock. When it was over, she backed off, her mouth open to show the collected product. "Want some?" she gurgled to Teela.

Teela's eyes flashed. "Sure!" She leaned in and locked lips with the black girl, who proceeded to shove semen into her mouth with a lively tongue. Teela pushed it back and they dueled with it, moving the thick white fluid from mouth to mouth, playing with it and each other. Finally, saliva reduced it to something too liquid to mess with further and they broke, giggling, each swallowing what they had. Rick just leaned against the back of the couch, shaking his head. Didn't they realize that they were effectively kissing?

"Let's watch some TV," Teela suggested, leading Rick around the couch. She settled on his right and Brie settled on his left -- and neither of them would leave his oversensitive cock alone...

"Ready to go again, Hon?" Candace asked Randy. The erection seated in the crack of her ass said he was...

"Sure. How do you want to do it?"

"I'll ride you, okay, Honey? You just lie flat and I'll sit on it..." Candace knelt on Randy in a reverse cowgirl position, facing his feet as her pussy enveloped his cock again. It probably wasn't nice of her to avoid looking at his pudgy trunk, but there it was... She suspected that he didn't care as long as she gave him a good ride. God knew he had a really nice cock... She began rising and falling on his meaty length, gasping and sighing. "Oh, Honey... Is that good? I'm loving it..." She was, too...

"Yah," Randy grunted. "Great..." He would have liked to be able to play with her tits, but you can't have everything -- and this was pretty damned good! Candace rode hard, too, puffing and gasping and pistoning up and down on his cock. This was a favorite position for Candace -- and one that some guys couldn't handle due to the lack of control. Randy didn't seem to mind, though; she put her hands on his shins and used them as a fulcrum while her legs drove her up and down on his shaft. "Oh, Honey! Mama's gonna ride you home! Yeah!"

Lon stirred in Sally's embrace. "Rain Man must be doing okay -- sounds like Mama's going at it again..."

"Mmmm hmmm..." Sally rubbed her lover's back. Would he take her again?

Lon read her mind. "You want another fuck, Slut?"

"Please?"

Lon rolled off her. "Give me a suck, then. Get me going." 'Like I need it,' he added to himself.

Sally was thinking the same thing as she reoriented to take in his length; he was already plenty hard enough -- this was just a game. Well, he wanted a suck -- he'd get a suck... She started working up to deep-throat him, stretching her neck and challenging her gag reflex with his length.

Lon buried his hands in her locks -- more or less just to feel them. Sally knew her business; Beth had taught her well, and she'd paid attention in class. Her mouth was up and down on his shaft like she was fucking him, and in less than ten strokes, her lips were finding his root regularly. 'It wouldn't do to let her finish this,' went through his head, but he didn't stop her right away, either.

"So good..." Candace gasped. "Hon, I could ride this thing..." Her voice trailed off. She'd been planning to finish with 'all day...', but in the process, she realized that her legs were getting tired and that her next orgasm could well be her last. "Well, I'd LIKE to," she finished lamely.

"I'm not tired..." drifted up from behind her. Big hands slid under her ass and she got a boost. Randy let her drive, merely providing a bit more impetus. The ride, which had staggered a bit when Candace realized that her energy was flagging, firmed up again.

"Yeah, fuck! Fuck Mama! Gawd, this is nice!" Renewed energy brought renewed commitment, renewed arousal -- and an orgasm. "I'm gonna cum, Honey! Ram me! Yeah!" Randy, taking the hint, started feeding her strokes by bashing himself up into her, carrying her home, "Fuck! Fuck, Honey fuck! AAAAUUUUUGGHH!!" Candace's knees jumped as her orgasm short-circuited her control.

Randy had her, though. Steadying her hips, he took over fully, pounding up into her from below, completing her peak and moving directly on to his own. "Gonna blow!" he grunted, dragging her down by the hips to meet his power strokes.

"Shooot, Honey! Fill Mama up! YEAAAAHHH!!!!" Candace howled as his jizz splattered against her cervix. It was a great way to finish a cum... "Dump me over, Hon -- I'm fucked..."

"You sure are!" Randy chuckled, rolling both of them onto their sides without withdrawing his cock from her, "You sure are."

Candace's noises reminded Lon that he was there for more than a blowjob. "Climb on it," he directed. Sally settled on his cock in much the way that Candace had settled on Randy's -- except that she faced Lon, rather than facing away. Lon collected a double-handful of grapefruit-sized breast, buffering them somewhat from Sally's jarring ride as she posted urgently on his erection.

"They're at it again," Teela reported, listening. "Makes me horny." Standing up, she grabbed Rick's hand and hauled him to his feet. "Come on, Lover, you owe me a cum! Drag one of those mats down..."

"What about Brie?" Rick asked.

"Give her a tongue ride -- I'm sure it's good stuff..." Teela grinned and winked at Brie.

"I've heard worse ideas..." Rick hauled a couple of mats off the stack along the wall and arranged them. "Come on, then. What do you want to do for a warm-up?"

"Oh, I dunno... Naked Twister? See if you can get a finger in me while you suck my tongue! Brie, come here and help me hold him off!" In moments, the three of them were a wriggling mass on the mat.

Sally had done more than just warm Lon up with her lips -- she'd put him well along the path. Lon felt vaguely bad about it; Sally wasn't going to get more than one more cum out of him before he blew his wad in her -- but he could tell that she WAS going to get the one -- he could see it in the glow she had on. This was one of the joys of having Sally; she never seemed happier than when she was fucking him -- and in his experience, that didn't extend to others, either. Oh, she could -- and did -- cum from other cocks, but she just seemed to get more from him...

Sally dredged up the attention span required to determine whether Lon was properly parked on the pad they were using or not -- and they were, fortunately. It seemed that squirting was inevitable whenever she had sex with Lon; she couldn't help it -- she would lose control and a flash flood would erupt from her. It wasn't urine, either -- it was a gush of her natural lubricant. She was never quite there when it happened -- it was a part of her orgasm that occurred beyond her control -- and now, as she cycled above him, burying his cock all the way to her cervix on every stroke, she could already feel the onset of THAT...

"Okay, Love! Lie flat and let me climb on!" Teela gasped. The X-rated wrestling match had fulfilled its purpose -- all three of them were hot and bothered. "Brie, give us a second to get settled, then come get yours!" She squatted over Rick's erection, working it inside her; Rick was always surprised at how tight she was despite the fact that it was all familiar territory to both of them. It took Teela almost half a minute before everything was going smoothly at depth; she looked up, nodding. "I'm set!"

Brie diffidently sidled up and squatted over Rick, who found himself presented with a small, thin-lipped but shocking pink gash. "I, uh, make a lot of noise," Brie announced.

"Have fun!" Teela replied. "Everyone else is!"

"Looks real nice," Rick gasped, then adjusted her position somewhat with his hands and put his tongue to work, sweeping up the juices gathering in the fresh, sweet opening of Brie's sex.

"EEEEEE!!! OMIGAWD!" Brie shrieked.

Teela grinned -- yeah, things were gonna get loud... Teela wasn't exactly quiet, herself... She reached out to collect a puffy nipple -- just about all the black girl had -- squeezing and fondling it. "I yell, too," she confided, gasping. "Stick something in my mouth..."

"CUMMMINGGGG!!!" Sally, eyes glassy, flushed from the nipples up, was ramming herself energetically onto Lon's cock.

"GOOD!" Lon gasped; he was at his own peak, and had been striving to hold it off long enough for Sally to arrive.

Sally let out a whine that started low, but ran rapidly up the scale in both pitch and volume -- and went positively nuts on Lon's cock!

"YAAAAHHH!!!" Lon erupted, going rigid, arching himself with Sally perched atop him, while his cock exploded once, twice, three, four times...

And Sally's eyes rolled up and she deluged him with a flood of her juices while her vaginal canal milked his erection for every drop of his seed.

When it was over, she flopped forward onto him, boneless -- not that he cared.

"Mmmm! Mmmph! Mmmm! Mmph!" Teela and Brie had happened by accident on their solution for noise abatement when Brie leaned over to return Teela's nipple attentions and lost her balance; now they were kissing hungrily. Brie slid her tiny twat up and down Rick's face in tune to Teela's bouncing on Rick's cock to keep them together. Rick, coated on both ends by sweet juices, fucked and sucked for almost fifteen minutes -- his staying power augmented by the distraction of having to attend to little Brie's cunt-lapping. Neither Brie -- who came five times -- nor Teela -- who came three -- had any complaints when he finally gushed all over Teela's cervix.

"If you want THIS load," Teela teased, panting, "You're gonna have to lick it out..."

This taunt gave Brie serious pause -- but upon serious analysis, the realization that boys didn't seem to find cunnilingus all that terrible persuaded her that going after Rick's cum might not be THAT perverted. So she did it, eliciting some excited cries from Teela in the process -- but only AFTER she'd suckled the last dregs from the source...