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Bonnie - Chapter Three (M+f, inc, Ff, bd)
by Friar Dave (friar_dave@*mhbbs.com)
Contents copyrighted by the author, 1991
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Bonnie reached over with one hand and slowly unzipped my jeans.
Irene just said, "Oh!"
I helped balance Irene upright on her quivering legs with one hand,
helped Bonita stumble to her feet with the other and guided both to my
bed. They tumbled into a heated clinch on the bed, legs twining, lips
fastened together, all sinuous and nubile and writhing. I was
beginning to wonder if they even noticed me stripping next to the bed,
but then Irene leaned up and reached over to run her hand down over my
chest and stomach to my cock. She gripped it just when Bonita's lips
began gripping her left nipple; both women held on for dear life. She
rolled over into a three-point pose -- both knees and one arm -- and
began crawling toward me. She got her lips on my cock just as Bonita
slipped beneath her, with her face at Irene's neatly trimmed cunt.
Bonnie reached up with both hands around Irene's full ass and pulled
her cunt down at the very moment Irene began pumping her mouth on my
cock.
Irene was sucking my dick in time with Bonnie's tonguing of her cunt.
I reached down and under, cupping her lush tits in my hands. I found
and pinched her stiff nipples, and she sucked more urgently, her hips
rolling above Bonnie's eager mouth. She jerked her hand on my shaft,
and I warned her I was going to cum in her mouth.
She knelt up straighter and wrapped her arms around me as I bent to
her. I kissed her hungrily, savoring the feel of her large breasts
rubbing against my chest. I felt a hand on my cock; an inventory
disclosed it was Bonnie's.
"I want you in me," Irene breathed into my mouth. She twisted away and
reversed herself above Bonnie, her face already between Bonnie's
widespread legs as I moved up behind her.
Bonnie pulled my cock down into her mouth and gave me a quick, hungry
suck, before guiding me to the entrance of Irene's hot cunt.
"I'm next," Bonnie whispered.
I groaned and then groaned again as I felt the heat of Irene's wet
cunt moving down my cock. She was tight and very, very wet, and her
pussy muscles kept spasming and clenching on me as Bonnie licked at
her clit -- with occasional side trips to my balls.
No way was I going to last more than a few minutes. The sight of
Irene's gorgeous butt, all outthrust and upthrust and swaying in time
to my strokes, and Bonnie's lickings would have been enough in
themselves. So would the sight of my dick alternately spreading her
pussy lips and driving them into her cunt. So would the moans and
gasps of the pair. Ditto the quivering, hard-nippled masses of
Bonnie's tits or the tautly swaying loveliness of Irene's boobs. I
didn't have a chance. Five minutes of this and I was --
"Cumming! I'm cumming!"
It is possible to be so turned-on and so frustrated that when the
moment of relief comes, it's too much of a necessity to be as
pleasurable as it could. This was one of those moments. The cum just
poured out of me, almost painful in its haste to crowd out of my cock.
After the first shot, Bonnie held my spasming nuts in her palm. After
the second, she pulled my erupting prick out of her sapphic lover's
cunt and sucked my glans into her mouth. She nursed at me, sucking
down my jism like as if it was mother's milk. Lots of milk.
She kept sucking even after I finished cumming. My nuts felt like they
wanted to cum again, and my dick stayed mostly hard. When her face
tightened with the orgasm Irene was lavishing on her, she sucked
wildly, and I was suddenly completely hard again.
She stopped abruptly, pulled my raging dick out of her mouth and
grinned up at me -- grinned, she yet had a look of pure lust in her
face. "My turn," she breathed.
I could only nod. My hands trailed across Irene's lovely ass and her
lower back as she shifted, then reversed herself on the bed. As Bonnie
arranged herself, with her beautiful tight butt pointing at me, for a
resumption of their sixty-nine, Irene drew the tip of my dick into her
mouth. Not the glans -- just the very tip. She had her mouth fastened
against it in a kind of half-kiss that covered only the slit and part
of the glans. She was sucking furiously on that small section, and her
tongue waggled against me. I bit my lip to stifle a scream; the
sensation was excruciating.
Irene finally relented and guided my achingly swollen cock to my
niece's -- sorry; second cousin's -- cunt. As soon as I began to push,
I began to worry. Bonnie was 19, experienced, sopping wet and
extremely aroused. She was also very tight, and Irene's tongue on her
clitoris wasn't helping matters. It took a real effort on both our
parts. She pushed up and back while I pushed down and in, sort of --
sort of because my cock started to bend before her cunt finally gave
way and admitted my glans.
It was a good thing I'd just cum, or I would have let loose right then
and there. Her pussy was spasming on me, orgasming, and it seemed to
suck on my cock. I could hear her groaning into Irene's cunt as I
pushed deeper and deeper, and that was a surprise -- not only was Kate
still wailing from the bedroom across the hall, I was groaning,
myself, and I could still hear Bonnie's throaty moans. When her fine
young ass finally cuddled up to my abdomen, she clenched down even
harder. I simply *could* not move for a few seconds; she was that
tight.
When I finally could move back, it was obvious that her tight, wet
cunt had created a suction seal. The sensation was fabulous. So was
the sight of her pussy lips, stretched thin and drawing outward with
my dick. I'd never had that happen before. And I'd never had another
woman suddenly lick the underside of my cock and then tickle my balls
with her tongue.
I rammed back into Bonnie as fast as I could, then grabbed hold of her
waist and pulled back again. Irene's face went slack from whatever
Bonnie was doing to her, but whatever it was, she repaid the favor
with interest. She attacked Bonnie's cunt lips and clitoris and Bonnie
rewarded me with the rapid-fire clench-clench-clench of her 19-year-
old pussy orgasming on me. I pressed to the limit inside her and
slammed away with short, horny strokes. I felt my cock swelling inside
her as she continued to cum, and then my balls lurched and I spritzed
away on her insides. Somehow, I had the presence of mind to lean
forward and kiss her, right between her tense shoulder blades, as I
drained the last of my middle-aged cum into her sweet, not-quite-20-
year-old pussy.
Irene reached around my thigh with one arm and hugged it as Bonnie
went limp above her. I reached down, awkwardly, to caress her face
with one hand as I began easing my shriveling dick out of Bonnie's
still-constricted pussy. It finally came out with a soft, slurping
noise.
My knees were trembling, and my heart was pounding. I managed a
controlled collapse beside them on the bed. Bonnie draped herself on
me and Irene gracefully turned and joined her. I had an arm around
each one, and they had an arm around each other and an arm around me.
Having two beautiful women in my bed at once had never been a
particular goal of mine -- though it had happened a few times during
my wilder youth -- so maybe that explains the way I felt. The sheer
sexual pleasure had been amazing; the warmth and the mutual cuddling
afterward was at least as good. I wallowed in the joy. Wallowed so
deep that I didn't realize, at the time, that I hadn't been hearing
Kate's wails for a while.