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Orgy
By Baskin-Robins (address withheld)
***
Bill and Lisa decide to add some spice to the love
life. (M+F+, couples, swing, intr)
***
"The only other time that I've seen another man's cock
since we got married, was when you brought that movie
projector home with the eight millimeter films that we
watched. I damn sure got horny that night!" said Lisa.
"Did looking at cocks before we got married, turn you
on?"
Bill's blonde wife looked at her husband, reflectively.
"Well, I guess so."
"What do you mean, you guess so?"
"I mean yes! Of course it turned me on. Just what have
you got planned? The last time you started this kind of
conversation, you had those few fuck movies. You know I
got hot watching the guy jacking off his hard cock!"
"And, what if he wanted you to do the jacking?" Bill
asked. The pert blonde housewife grinned impishly at
her husband. "Did you bring another of those films
home? If so let's watch it! I'm starting to get damp
just thinking about it."
"No honey, I didn't bring any film home, but we can go
to that adult theatre and watch one, then come back
home and make love."
"I don't know if I'd rather make love, or just fuck.
Actually, I think I'd rather fuck, it sounds dirtier!
Do they really show everything in the Adult Movies?"
"You bet your sweet ass, they show everything. It's not
any different than the eight millimeter films I
borrowed and brought home, except they are feature
length films, with color and sound, like any other
movie." "Do couples go to those movies?"
"I think that there's more single men there or maybe
married men on a night away from their wives, but there
are couples, and once in a while a single lady comes
in."
"So, they only sit there and watch the movies, getting
all sexed up is that it?"
"Well, not always. Most of the time there are guys
jacking off in the back row, also sometimes a couple
will get so excited that they make it right there in
the theatre."
"Do you mean the men actually masturbate right there in
the theatre, with their pricks out, with everything
showing?"
"Sure, although it's a little dark for sight seeing."
"But, what if someone should see them?"
"So what if they did?"
"Well, I don't know, Bill, but it seems to me that they
wouldn't want anyone seeing them jack off."
"Not necessarily true, my love. Some of them may get
off on having somebody watch them jack off, while
others probably get off, on watching. Nothing like a
little voyeurism to speed up the old bodily juices."
"Well, it's speeding up my bodily juices, talking about
watching. I wonder what it would be like, seeing some
guy take his cock out and jack it off in a movie
theatre?"
"As much as you like my cock, you'd probably go
bananas, grabbing hold of it to help."
"I wonder how many strokes they'd let me take?"
"How many do you want to take?"
"Bill, you know me. I never get turned off, so I'd
probably want to pump on the old handle all night long.
Jesus, but I'm getting horny talking about all this
illicit sexual action."
"Well then Lisa, let's get going and watch a couple of
guys jack off."
"Bill," Lisa groaned, "that turns me on, thinking about
seeing some guys jacking off. I'm game if you are, so
give me a few minutes to get dressed." She spun, then
turned back to face Bill.
"Do you really think that some man would jack off with
me watching?"
"If you don't get ready, you'll never find out, now
will you?" She rushed from the room; her curvaceous ass
undulating as she almost ran down the hall to the
bedroom. Stripping off her Levi's and sweater, Lisa ran
her hands over her brassiered breasts then removed her
white bra. Her luscious breasts spilled from the
brassiere cups, standing out from her rib cage,
quivering pink tipped nipples firm from thinking about
screwing. After all, if she got turned on in the movie,
it would be nice if Bill could touch her nipples.
"Not too bad for an old lady of thirty two," Lisa
thought. She had no complaints about her thick mop of
tawny blonde hair, with a hint of a soft natural curl.
Her sun tanned skin with the pale marks of her two
piece bikini, looked as if she were wearing panties and
bra even when she was nude. She placed her hands on her
hips, thrusting out her breasts, looking at herself in
the mirror. The thick curls of fur on her pussy were
exactly the same color and softness of curl as the hair
crowning her head, the line of hair ending at the
bottom of her firm belly was so straight that it looked
as if it were shaved by a razor.
Her breasts were another matter entirely. A shade too
heavy for her slim torso and very tiny waist. Lisa
normally wore a thirty six bra with a problem between a
C cup and a D cup. The C cup was sometimes too small
and caused her boobs to bulge out the top; the D cup
was sometimes too large and felt loose on her breasts.
Lisa turned around, looking at her naked buttocks and
back over her shoulder, practicing a sexy look, eyes
half closed. She wriggled her body at her image in the
mirror, looking at the deep cleft between the cheeks of
her ass, watching to see how firm she was. The
protruding cheeks of her ass were so firm that they
hardly even quivered, even though they stuck out almost
more than she would have liked.
The last time Lisa had used a tape measure, she had a
figure that totaled out to thirty six and a half around
her chest, a very tiny twenty four even around her
waist, her buttocks were thirty five inches when
measured at the fullest part of her ass. Her figure had
changed when she was fifteen. First a thickening of
fine peach fuzz on her groin then, a thick patch of
curly soft ringlets. Her nipples grew first, then her
breasts started swelling, continuing to grow for more
than two years. She could remember that every time her
mother bought her a bra, within a month or two it was
too tight. Her tits never stopped growing until she was
over eighteen.
She slid the hangers in her closet to find a dress to
make it easier to have her pussy touched when Bill got
turned on and picked a silky jersey dress with a button
down front. She decided not to wear hose, letting her
long slim legs be smooth and naked under her dress,
quickly finding a pair of new panties in her dresser,
changed into the new lacy bikini bottoms that showed
the curvaceous cheeks of her ass.
Slipping the dress on over her head, buttoning the top,
leaving a generous cleavage of her soft tits showing.
Her tiny waist cinched even tighter made her luscious
figure even more sensual.
At the last instant, she turned, rummaging through her
drawer full of lingerie, finding at the bottom a pair
of dark hose cutout at the top of the thigh to leave
her pussy bare. Pulling them on, Lisa snapped off her
bedroom light and sauntered downstairs.
"Does this look like what the well dressed wife wears
out when she goes to a fuck movie?" Lisa twirled to
show off her dress, the dark orange jersey dress
swirled around her slim legs. Her full busted tits
strained against the warm fabric, quivering with no
support from a brassiere.
Bill admired her dress, patted her curved ass and
grabbed her hand. "Let's get going sweetness, before I
pull that dress off your gorgeous body and fuck you
right here on the floor."
"No Sir! You said you were going to take me to a movie"
Lisa said, pulling Bill to the door, smiling at his
compliment.
The theatre was dark, Bill guiding Lisa to the steps
that led to the upper balcony, walking higher up the
long steep steps until they were at the back row.
Peering, they both tried to see if anyone was in the
seats at the rear. The rear row darkness was
illuminated when one of the patrons lit a cigarette
lighter. In the light, they could see most of the seats
in the center of the row were unoccupied, of the thirty
or so seats in the last row, most were empty, as they
settled back and looked at the screen.
The screen had two young women licking on the erect
cock of a young man lying on the floor of what appeared
to be a living room. Both girls slowly sucking and
twirling their wet, pink tongues around the head of his
prick, while one held his testicles, gently kneading
and squeezing.
Lisa watched with interest, her initial embarrassment
being in the theatre slowly leaving her, as the triad
on the screen fitted themselves into ever increasing
sexual situations, the male ran his hands over the tits
of one girl, pressing the soft flesh and pinching the
pink nipple gently, then running his hand down to slide
a finger into the wet hole of the other. The juicy cunt
he was finger fucking left a slick coating of oily
lubricating wetness on his finger.
Lisa could feel the juices from her own pussy wetting
her opening and she squirmed slightly in the seat and
leaned over closer to Bill's arm, turning to face him,
whispering in his ear, "I'll answer your question now,
yes, seeing a hard cock turns me on, and the pussies do
too! I'm starting to really get horny now. I can really
feel my pussy getting very juicy. Wouldn't you like to
feel?"
Bill caressed her thigh, running his hand over the warm
fullness of her upper leg. His fingers touching the hem
of her dress, raising it and drifting his fingers over
the smooth warmth curved of her leg. His hand drew her
dress higher, his fingers touching the silky band at
the crotch of her new panties, feeling the hot slick
wetness seeping through the silky nylon.
Lisa squirmed again, slightly spreading her thighs so
Bill's fingers could have access to her tingling cunt.
Her eyes on the screen while his finger teased at her
pussy through the wetness of her panties. Her breathing
became shorter as he stroked the length of the crevasse
between her thighs, probing and moving around in the
sweet wet junction between her legs.
Lisa sensed a movement to her right and saw a man
moving closer to them. He seated himself one seat over,
leaving an empty seat between them. Lisa started to
pull her dress down over her exposed thighs, then she
realized that whatever the man could see was no
different than what he could see on the screen. First
she felt uncomfortable with the stranger sitting so
close to her, then on second thought, she felt the
sexual thrill of his voyeurism.
She watched him, out of the corner of her eye. He was
not directly watching them, but his head was turned
closer to them, than to the screen. She was sexually
very excited by the thought of that man watching her
husband stroke her pussy through the thin covering of
her panties, knowing she could turn him on even more by
showing him much more of her long slim curved legs and
thighs.
Lisa squirmed, sliding down in the seat, moving her
dress higher and very slowly exposing her thighs up to
her new panties. She glanced over at the man on her
right, finding that he'd turned his head and was
staring at her legs and Bill's caressing fingers on her
hot pussy, through the thin covering.
Lisa squirmed around more in the seat, looking directly
at the man's face, raising the hem of her dress higher,
opening her legs to give him a better view. He looked
harder at her legs and thighs, tempting Lisa to give
him a really good show, with her hot sexual teasing.
She again looked over at the man, noticing now that he
had both hands in his lap, covering his groin. "Bet he
has a hard cock under those hands." thought Lisa,
"Watching those people on the screen probably has his
cock dripping and he is holding it down." She raised
her hips and reaching under the waist band of her
bikinis drew them down around her ankles.
Bill put a hand back on her leg, fingers slipping
slowly, ever so slowly, up her soft inner thighs,
finally reaching the soft ringlets of hair around her
bare cunt, his fingers feeling the seeping moisture
gathered at the pulpy slit between her legs. Bill's
fingers sought the wet opening when she opened her
thighs slightly wider and raised her ass to let his
fingers probe her slit.
Lisa pulled her skirt from beneath her ass, pulling it
up until her long slim legs and slim curved tummy were
clearly visible in the dim light. Her soft and curly
thatched pussy hair clearly visible in the reflected
light from the screen. She sent an oblique glance to
the man on her right to see if he had noticed her open
thighs.
Lisa watched, holding her breath, as his zipper drew
slowly down. His hand slithering into the opening as he
opened his fly. Lisa watched as he felt down inside,
fishing for his cock, then slowly, slowly easing it
past the metal teeth of his zipper.
She felt moisture gush from the folded pink lips of her
pussy as he took his cock out. Sneaking it up, holding
one hand over the head, covering the rest of his cock
with the other; he was softly and surreptitiously
stroking it beneath his hands until she turned and
stared directly at his hands. Slowly his hand uncovered
his cock, exposing his organ to her blonde beauty and
lusting eyes. Stroking his huge meaty prick slowly, he
stared at the wet junction between her open legs.
Not hard, but impressive anyway, his thick floppy dick
filled his stroking hand, the upper length wobbling
over his moving fist as he stroked. The thickness, even
in the dim reflected light from the screen, was most
impressive to the sexually excited housewife. Lisa's
already wet pussy emitted even more honey, as she
looked with unabashed glee at the semi erect organ that
she'd enticed into the open.
She turned her head to the right, her ice blue eyes
staring at the thick prick the man was stroking. She
felt the lusty urge to closely watch his intoxicating
prick. Lisa knew he was aware of her watching him jack
off his cock. He raised his body, lowering his arm to
allow an unobstructed view of his masturbation.
"Bill, the guy on my right has his thing out," she
said.
"What's a thing?"
"He has his hard prick out, that's what thing!" "Good.
You said you wanted to see a hard cock being jerked
off, now's your chance to get a really close look."
Bill moved his head back, his finger pressing harder on
her swollen rubbery and slippery clit. Lisa turned her
head back to watch the prick being stroked a few feet
away from her eyes, while the pressure of Bill's finger
brought her to a long shuddering climax. Her damp
wetness drooled over Bill's fingers as her breathing
caught in the sheer sensuality of his fingers in her
pussy and the big hot prick being masturbated before
her eyes at the same time.
Lisa became more aware his eyes were fastened to the
fingers at the junction of her slim legs as he
continued to raise and lower his hand on his long
prick. If anything, Lisa got more turned on and
spreading her legs more, her fingers slipped down to
raise her skirt still higher. Slowly, her fingers
pressed the cloth of her skirt against her smooth
thighs, slowly pulling the soft dress higher on her
legs, while watching the man's face.
He leaned forward in his seat, more closely to watch
the skirt being hiked higher on her slim legs, while
Lisa wriggled with pleasure as she continued to raise
the hem to allow him an unobstructed view of her pussy.
She paused with the hemline of her skirt just below her
wet warm pussy, then squirmed on the seat and raised
the hem past the curly ringlets of her pussy, while
staring at his face. Lisa continued to pull her dress
higher, until her belly was totally exposed, her whole
lower torso, naked to his staring eyes.
Enjoying the feeling of sensuality she toyed with the
buttons on the front of her dress, slowly unfastening
them one by one. When the last of the buttons were
undone, Lisa shrugged her shoulders. Her dress split
down the front, Lisa slowly lifting her fingers to the
opening, pulling the soft jersey open past the nipples
of her naked breasts.
Taking a deep breath, Lisa shrugged her shoulders,
spilling her soft full breasts out of the opening,
where they stood proudly, jiggling in the reflected
light of the screen.
"I think you just came with a finger in your pussy
while you watched him jerk off. Did you like having a
finger in your wet cunt while you watched a hard cock
get jerked off?"
"Oh yes.... I'm hotter than a firecracker, just
watching him and having you feel me. I like watching
him jack off."
Bill's nose tickled her ear as he whispered, "Don't
just talk about it, do it if you want to. I'll get my
cock out so you can jerk off my prick at the same time.
That way you can feel two cocks at the same time."
"Jesus, Bill. I was just kidding. I couldn't jack him
off. I don't even know him. What if someone should see
me?" Lisa whispered into her husband's ear.
"So what if they do see you," he whispered back at her.
"What're they going to say with all of that going on up
front on the screen? Besides, if you don't take hold of
his prick, I'll quit finger fucking your cunt. I'd
really like to see you jerk him off."
"Would you really like to watch me jack off his prick?"
"You damn right I would. I'm going to pull my prick out
so you can have a hard cock in each hand."
His fingers left her pussy to slide the zipper of his
pants, and quickly his throbbing, erect penis was
standing from his lap like a spear.
Her fingers curled around Bill's prick, feeling the
good strong hardness and began to stroke him. She
slowly lowered her right arm and hand to the empty seat
between them, palm up, fingers curling as though
holding his prick as her wrist made imperceptible
jacking motions on the empty seat, as if she had his
cock in her empty hand and was fingering it.
The burly stranger looked at her hand, then her face to
see her level eyes open with invitation as she opened
her naked thighs wider for his inspection.
With slow movements, he slipped into the empty next to
Lisa as she removed her arm from the seat and rested it
on the armrest between them. Her hand was hanging over
the arm rest, above and to the left of his throbbing
prick.
She watched his hand slowly leave his cock, his upright
hard prick wavering just inches from her curled
fingers. Lisa moved her wrist, her fingers drooping,
closer and closer. She could feel the heat radiating
from the mass of male muscle. Just an inch away and she
was hesitating. Could she really stroke his prick,
letting her fingers play with it?
"Grab his cock baby and wring it out. You know you want
to feel it," his whisper touched her ear.
"Really Bill?" She whispered to her husband.
"I want to watch your fingers stroking his cock while
you play with mine," Bill answered. "I'll finger fuck
your pussy on this side, so maybe, he'll do the same.
How would you like to get finger fucked by two men at
the same time tonight, right here in the theatre?"
Lisa's wet cunt spasmed at his whisper, another hot wet
orgasm following closely, as her drooping fingers
touched the hard smooth slippery knob of her seatmate.
His breath sucked in as her fingertips dabbed at the
slitted opening, the hole in the knobbed end of his
throbbing prick dribbling honey to moisten her
fingertips.
Her exploring fingers slightly slippery now, traced the
knob, lightly moving the heavy foreskin back down his
cock. Her red tipped fingers slightly squeezing the
bulbous head of his now slippery prick. She was amazed
at the size of him. She thought Bill was big, but this
burly individual's prick throbbing in her hand was
huge.
"You wouldn't believe how much cock I've got in my
hand." she said into Bill's ear, "I can't close my
fingers around it.
Bill leaned forward in the seat and turned slightly, to
see her slim fingers moving on the thick maleness.
Lisa's fingers were curled around the beefy stalk, but
couldn't meet around the huge thickness protruding from
his wide open, unzippered fly. The head of his cock was
like a small apple, deeply cleft at the bottom of his
cockhead and flaring sharply like a big giant mushroom,
swollen with his lusty needs, dribbling his honey over
her questing finger tips as she caressed his knob.
Just watching his slim wife's hand running all over and
touching another man's prick was turning Bill on like
never before. He could feel his own prick emitting
moisture from the tiny hole as Lisa smeared her thumb
over his slippery juice. Bill intently watched as Lisa
began to fondle the big meaty mass of her stranger's
heavy prick.
Lisa tightened her grip, feeling the round heavy roll
of his foreskin slide down his cock, then rolled it
back up over his knob. Her movement gathered the skin
in heavy folds, completely covering the head, also
milking drops of juice which ran down over her fingers.
The stickiness of his juices turned Lisa on even more,
stretching out her legs, opening her thighs wider,
hoping to invite the male stranger to stroke her cunt
as she caressed his huge hard leaking male organ.
Her seatmate raised his arm resting it on the armrest,
unsure of her reactions, he made tentative motions with
his fingers as if he were stroking her. Lisa moved her
thigh closer to his resting hand. "Touch me, please,"
she whispered to him.
Slowly her seatmate moved his hand, letting it rest on
her thigh, his fingers just touching the curved
fullness of her upper leg. His tentative touch on her
thigh was gentle as he left his hand stationary on her
thigh to see Bill's reaction to his touching.
Her husband moved his hand to touch the stranger's big
fingers, pulling his hand higher on his wife's leg
until the stranger's fingers brushed Lisa's exposed and
throbbing pussy's curly hair. Both sets of male fingers
touched, then began to caress her hairy wet cunt.
The first touch of both sets of male fingers sent the
blonde wife into another long orgasm, followed by
another that set her full breasts shuddering in the dim
light reflected from the screen. Her nipples, even the
inverted left nipple, were standing up like
strawberries. "Stroke my tits while you feel my pussy,"
the aroused wife whispered into the beefy stranger's
ear, getting even more aroused at the sound of her own
voice talking dirty.
The stranger's other hand began to squeeze the soft
globe of her tit, rubbing her erect nipple slowly in
tantalizing circles while both male fingers explored
the region of her wildly hot squelching pussy. Lisa lay
back, relaxed in the seat, pumping both pricks and
feeling the juice at the tips coating her fingers. She
wondered briefly, if this was the ultimate turn on,
stroking two pricks and getting finger fucked by two
men at the same time.
She felt the desire to taste the seeping juices, to
compare male to male and see if the leaking lubricating
juices from one cock tasted any different than another.
She moved her fingers to each bulging prick tip, to
transfer a drop of leaking cock honey from each cock to
her finger tips, then she released both cocks.
The sensual blonde wife touched first one finger, then
the other to her lips, rubbing the slippery male honey
on her full lower lip where her pink tongue darted out
and licked the juice. She smacked her lips quietly at
her husband's familiar salty wetness from one finger,
savoring the burly stranger's cock honey from the
other.
The clear cock honey oozing from the meaty prick on her
right was thicker, and if anything, just a little
sweeter than her husband's sticky, salty cock juice.
Just one more taste of each prick, then she moved her
hands again, dropping them to both groins and she began
to pump harder, while watching the screen where a red
haired lady was getting her pussy sucked. Her sleek
thighs wide open, as the pink tongue was thrust into
the furry opening between her legs.
Lisa spasmed again, her orgasm wracking her body, her
active wet cunt making squelching noises, as the
fingers caressed her clitoris spreading the soft lips
of her pussy. Both men were working as a team now. One
with finger busy slipping in and out of her cunt, while
the other petted the clit standing from the soft lips
of her pussy. Lisa was coming continuously with both
pairs of male fingers fucking her cunt.
Suddenly, she dropped her eyes from the screen. The
seat in front of her was occupied, but not in the usual
manner. In fact, the owner of the seat was not facing
the screen at all. He had turned and was staring
directly between her wide open thighs, as her feet
rested high on the seat, exposing all of her legs, her
soft wet cunt, and, her curvaceous ass as well. He was
staring deeply into her opened thighs, watching as the
two busy hands and twirling fingers were fucking her
squelching wet cunt.
Her instinctive female reaction took over. Her open
thighs snapped tightly together, protecting her pussy
from the man's view, pulled at her skirt and drew it
down over her pussy and legs.
Bill insistently pulled her dress back up over her
belly, exposing her wet cunt, putting pressure on the
inside of her thigh to make her open her legs wider
again. She realized that Bill had probably noticed the
newcomer before she had, knowing he was watching her
cunt.
At first, she was tempted to fight Bill's pressure on
her thigh to open her legs, but than on second thought,
she relaxed and spread her legs, moving higher on the
seat to bring her hot steamy cunt closer to his staring
face. She realized then, that the newcomer was black.
Looking into her pussy, his face almost between her
open knees. She could imagine how deeply his eyes were
boring into her wet cunt as she slowly raised her ass
even higher to give him an open visual channel to her
pulsating cunt.
The thought of a black man with his eyes on her hot wet
pussy, open and inviting, brought her to another
shuddering release, the juice cascading from the wet
lips of her cunt to pool between her thighs and soak
slowly onto the seat under her naked writhing ass,
dripping down the seat bottom in a long glistening
trail.
She could see the black's shoulder moving in rhythm and
she realized he was jacking off. He was staring into
her pussy and jacking off. Another orgasm twisted her
body, her belly rippling from the force, her pussy
making the sound of one wet kiss then another, as she
soon started her almost continuous series of orgasms.
The image of his black cock being pumped in his black
fist was almost more than she could take.
The luscious blonde housewife's belly contracted in
orgasm's one after the other as she felt the lust being
radiated by the three men, one on each side with their
fingers in her cunt, one in front staring into her wet
and open crotch, while she pumped on their cocks with
each hand. Lisa's mind spun, her heated blood roaring
in her ears as she realized how much she was enjoying
this sexual encounter. Her fingers busy fondling the
throbbing slippery cocks while she exposed her open
lipped cunt to finger fucking, enjoying with sexual
abandon, the voyeur watching.
She discovered, in a flash of insight, that she loved
being looked at while she was indulging in sexual play.
She liked having her bare and naked pussy looked at by
anybody, and the closer they were, the better!
Bill's cock thudded in her hand, swelling and jumping
as he slid forward in the seat. Her hand pumped faster,
squeezing more, jacking the juice from his balls, until
with a soft groan, his prick began to spurt. The first
juicy spasm sent sperm flying high over the back of the
seat in front of him, next to the black. The second
spurt jumping even higher and Lisa could see it against
the lighted screen.
She began to count under her breath. "Three," as she
felt and watched the silver sperm leap free of his
prick, "Four, five, six," the spasms pumped the juice
out. "Seven..." After a few seconds delay, sperm again
shot from his balls. Twice more, "Eight and nine," she
counted, then was amazed as once more his prick swelled
and the last juice squirted free. This time the juice
thinner, the last squirt shot almost as high as the
first two, then settled to a slow dribble of cum oozing
down his cock and over her fingers.
Her cunt again spasmed, overlaying the almost constant
orgasms she was having, when she felt the swelling and
the increased rigidity of the prick in her right hand,
Lisa realizing that her seatmate was about to cum. Lisa
slithered her hand down to the base of his huge male
organ, squeezing him hard in her hot fist, then slowly
relaxing her pressure, began to pump his cock with long
strokes from the base to the tip, trying to milk him
with increasing pressure as her fingers felt the ridge
of his dickhead against the circle of her closed
clenched fist. Her movements became a blur as she
stared at his bulging prick, wanting to see the juice
squirt.
She could feel his body writhe as he lunged upwards,
driving his cock harder into her hand, when he groaned.
His cock jumping in her pounding fist, spurted. Not
squirt after squirt, as her husbands cock had done, but
one continuous stream of cum blasting onto the seat in
front, an out pouring of liquid shooting from the
bulbous head of his dick. She wondered where he stored
so much juice as his cock gushed like a garden hose,
arching high, splashing against the seat and clinging
like jelly globules to the hard slick seat back.
She could feel the pouring of the hot liquid inside the
channel of his prick, swelling the root as his juice
hosed out of the hole, when she sensed the slowing of
the hot juicy stream coming from his huge prick.
She began a long rolling orgasm, her ass undulating,
her thighs wide open to the black's gaze, as she milked
the sperm from both pricks, feeling it oiling her
fingers as she watched the slippery hot juice bubbling
and slowly dripping from the slitted heads of their
softening cocks.
The black rose, kneeling, his cock level with the top
of the seat, his big black hairy balls hanging from his
prick, bulged out over the seat back, Lisa realizing
that he must have pulled his pants down allowing his
black cock more freedom as he watched her being finger
fucked. The thick black veins were standing out on the
knobby stem as he slowly stroked his black thick prick,
aiming it at the apex of her hairy wet pussy as he
slowly pumped.
She felt an overwhelming urge to gather the pinkish
black head of his prick in her mouth, she leaned
forward to touch his thick black prick with her tongue.
Her white fingers slowly grasped at his testicles as he
continued to pump his cock. Unable to help herself, as
if mesmerized, her hands reached for the masturbating
cock.
The sensuous blonde's fingers tracing the thickened
skin of his balls with her fingertips, scratching at
the rough surface of his hard and hairy testicles,
feeling his hand over hers, holding her to his jerking
prick while he still stared at her hot, wet and open
pussy. She slid her fingers higher along the black
shaft, displacing his hand from his organ, leaning
forward, running her hot pink tongue questing over the
leaking end of his knob. His musky honey was oily on
her lips as she slithered and swirled her flickering
wet tongue over the swelled and spongy head. Her lips
slightly opened and her head plunged forward, her full
lips gathering his big hard black prick in the
emptiness of her sucking mouth.
Her hands, free to roam, went around his body to cup
his muscular buttocks, pulling him deeper into her
mouth until her nose was pressed against the wiry hair
of his belly and his cock head slid down into the
slickness of her throat. As she withdrew her lips,
sucking the hard root, twirling her tongue, she felt
him began to lunge his cock back into her mouth,
fucking her face as he came closer to shooting his hot
wet juices.
Lisa's fingers touched his balls, feeling as hard
rocks, tightly pulled up against his belly, knowing
that his big cock was just seconds from shooting his
cum. One last hard suck on the swollen knob was all it
took to bring him off. Lisa released his prick from her
mouth and slumped back down into her seat, her legs
splayed wide, wet hairy pussy presented to him, breasts
bare and quivering for his cum.
The first spurt splashed onto her bare belly and stuck.
The second, perhaps better aimed, struck her wetly
furred opening full into the pink distended lips of her
pussy. Her hand darted to grasp his spraying prick,
clasping it in her fingers, opening her mouth, aiming
it to her face.
His salty musky sperm shot between her open lips to
cling to her pink tongue like pudding as her hand
milked, wishing for another taste. She rolled her
tongue, savoring the hot spermy liquid as he shot his
cum again. This spurt missed her face but fell to her
quivering breasts, clinging, dribbling down the smooth
softness of her chest.
Her fingers gathered some of the juice from her tits
and wiped the sticky liquid onto the soft hair of her
pussy, feeling the slickness seep into her juicy wet
pink opening, satisfying momentarily the sexual lusty
feelings flooding her feverish brain.
As Lisa was slathering the sticky slick juice into her
pussy, she noticed that the credits were advancing on
the screen, realizing that the first movie was over,
the lights would be on very quickly. The theatre lights
slowly began to brighten, while Lisa busily smoothed
her skirt down over her legs, buttoned the front of her
dress, covering her sperm covered slick tits beneath
the material of her top, feeling the wetness of the
clinging sperm on her tits sticking to the material at
the top of her dark orange jersey dress, holding the
cloth to her breasts.
Without any words, Lisa and Bill began to move from
their seats to the exit. Lisa noticed several men in
the rear rows, and two couples at the side, all with
hard pricks being stroked and a couple at one side of
the theatre balcony were engaging in a mutual
masturbation exhibition for the three men seated at
each side, watching.
Lisa could feel the black's sperm, glue-like, inch down
one curved thigh, until it freed itself from her body
leaving a silver spot on the carpet like saliva spat
from someone's lips. Her pussy was still slithery, both
from her own juices and the sperm that shot over the
seat row and was rubbed into the soft hairy opening.
"Do you know that it's been exactly one month since we
had our adventure at the Alameda!" said Lisa as they
sat in the living room watching a XXX video. "You liked
jerking those guys off" said Bill as he idly rubbed the
silky skin of her thigh just above the smooth curve of
her knee, then moving higher on her sleek thigh moving
towards her moistness.
"God, yes." Lisa writhed as his fingers touched her
panty covered pubis, jacking them off, sucking them,
maybe even fucking a few!" "You dig getting your cunt
finger fucked while you jack off a big, hard prick."
His finger pushed through the silken fabric of her
moist panties at her erect clit pushing from the lips
of her cunt against the silky fabric of her panties.
Lisa began to squirm with delight at the soft fingering
of her hot pussy.
"I think we were both really turned on that night, yes,
I'd like to either do that or some other adventure with
you again," Lisa purred, "I liked it when I had two
fingers in my pussy and a prick spurting cum in each
hand, not to mention the black guy in front that jacked
off his come all over my tits. Now that was really a
turn on for me. What I'd also like to do is watch you
either finger fuck another lady, or eat her, of fuck
her, or something like that. You know what I mean, have
dirty sex with another woman while I could watch, just
like you watched me jack off those cocks."
"Well honey, I'd like that too. If we could figure out
how to get another lady for me, or a guy for you, maybe
we could both watch each other fucking and sucking,"
Bill's soft voice submitted his thoughts to his blonde
wife. "I don't know whether I'd rather have you watch
me, or me watch you. Or, maybe watch each other!"
"Could be, either would turn us both on even more."
After a few minutes of silence, Lisa spoke again, "You
know that I do like these screw movies and I like to
watch them with you and then make love, but...our
adventure at the Alameda was more exciting than these
movies."
Bill probed harder at her clit, his finger worming
under the elastic band of her panties, sinking into her
wet cunt.
"Yes, I know. You'd like to see our adventure on video,
wouldn't you Lisa?" "I would." she stammered as his
plunging finger sent pleasure rippling down her belly.
She began to grope his cock as his finger worked on her
clit. "But right now, let's get to bed. I want that
hard cock in me, right now!" Later, as they drifted
into sleep, Lisa felt another orgasm twitch her body as
she again thought of jacking off two cocks, feeling and
tasting the squirting black's cum on her lips, tits and
pussy.
The next day, Bill announced, "I've got a portable VHS
unit and a low light level video camera. You're going
to be a star baby."
The remainder of the evening after dinner was filled
with trying out the camera. Bill shot about twenty
minutes of Lisa undressing slowly, lying on the bed and
masturbating for the camera lens, her soft red tipped
fingernails toying with her pussy while Bill adjusted
and fiddled with the setting on the camera.
Lisa demanded equal time too, playing at being both a
director and a camera man, with Bill holding a copy of
Playboy magazine and jacking off to the nude center
fold bunny. Lisa zoomed in as he spurted his sperm onto
the fold out page, capturing on tape the squirting
silver juice from his cock. Played back in slow motion
later, the silver jets arched out to softly splash and
cling to the slick magazine pages as her husband milked
every drop of sperm onto the smiling Bunny.
In bed later, the camera in the closet, lens fixed on
the bed, the overheated couple fucked for the camera,
capturing the action for later watching.
***
The next week flew by, as they tried camera angles and
lighting in the bedroom. Another week and they felt
that they had solved the problems, they were all set.
Much planning went into the selection of the guests,
with three couples invited, for a total of eight for
dinner Saturday night. Polly and Harry from her office.
Polly was a free talking, very pretty lady with long
black hair and big tits which Bill admitted to Lisa,
really turned him on. Harry was the office manager over
Lisa and although nothing had gone on between then,
Lisa felt his bold eyes on her bosom and ass.
Another couple, who lived together, but were not
married, were invited when Lisa noticed the bulge in
his swimsuit while she and Bill were over for a San
Jose swim party.
His name was Bill also, but his nickname was Bull,
which tickled Lisa's fancy. His girl friend, Susan, was
a petite blonde with a wide mouth and a great ass that
she liked to swing when she thought some male was
looking. Couldn't wait to get back in," and Lisa
laughed.
Bill invited George and told him to bring a friend.
George, a black pro football player who had injured his
knee five years ago, was selling insurance now. They
did not know who George would bring to the dinner.
While the guests arrived, Bill served cocktails, Lisa
admired George's date's dress, giving each of the men
in turn a glimpse of her pretty pink nipples as she
served the napkins for the cocktails. Betty was
George's date, light black, ass rippling when she
walked. A beautiful lady from England with a charming
accent.
After dinner, the group sat around the living room with
coffee and brandy, Lisa across from George, tantalizing
him with flashes of her long slim legs, the slitted
dress parting. George's glances delved into the
darkness of her thighs. Harry at her right, being
treated to glimpses of her full breasts. Each time
Harry spoke to her Lisa leaned slightly toward him, her
breasts nudging the wrapped opening on her blouse,
parting the soft material, exposing her nipples.
Between showing George her thighs and Harry her
breasts, Lisa was getting aroused. She could visualize
the size of Harry's prick by the swelling bulge in
Harry's lap as she watched him dart glances into the
dark cleavage of her full breasts. She enjoyed feeling
the power to turn Harry on, feeling the moisture
beginning to gather on the lips of her naked pussy. The
sensuous blonde housewife decided that she really liked
being looked at and admired sexually, and besides
looking at male buns, really liked looking at the
swelling male lap, wondering about the size and shape
of the masculine organ in hiding!
The after dinner party slowly broke into couples, Bill
and Susan, Lisa and George, with Bull talking to Polly.
Heading for the bar to get another brandy, Lisa took
George's hand and pulled him to the bar. "Would you
help a girl George. I need someone to open a new bottle
of brandy."
"I don't know too much about unscrewing, but I'd be
glad to help."
"I never heard of anyone getting unscrewed."
"I know about football, I know about insurance, and I
do know you're not wearing any panties. I know that
you've been showing me your pretty pussy all night."
said George touching her, his big black hand lightly
caressing her flared hip through the gold fabric.
"Not only am I not wearing any panties, but I'm not
wearing any brassiere either - just for you, George."
Lisa leaned forward, hunching her shoulders slightly,
allowing George free vision of her succulent pink-
nippled breasts. "Like to see more of these?" Lisa
purred, moving her shoulders so her full succulent
breasts quivered and shook with ripples. "I'm
interested, what do we do about it?" The husky black
growled. "Bill," she called out, "George and I are
going to talk about that insurance policy on the house.
Do you want to come along and talk about it now?"
Bill, deep in conversation with Susan waved her a
negative gesture. "You two look, I'm busy here," his
eyes devouring Susan.
Lisa led George down the hallway to the master bedroom,
where the camera was hidden in the closet. George's
hands slid up under her skirt, Lisa pulling away from
his hands.
"Not so fast, sit on the bed while I close the door,"
Lisa slipped the lock. "I've been showing you what I've
got, now it's time to let me see what you've got". She
sat on the edge of the bed, her heel sliding to touch
the floor switch that turned on the video camera. Lisa
reached her fingers to his zipper and drew it down, the
teeth making a soft buzzing sound as she pulled it
down. Her hand sought the opening, delving into the
warmth, searching for the male bar at the opening of
his jockey shorts. Success!
Her fingers touched the soft bar and drew it from its
hiding place. Drooping like a ripe banana, his thick
male organ emerged. Soft, it hung down from his open
fly, as she pulled harder unwinding his cock from its
stowed hiding place, drawing it out to its full length.
It hung, semi soft, semi hard, black shafted with a
pinkish black, mushroom shaped knobby head half hidden
with foreskin.
"That feel good?" She asked as she stroked his heavy
foreskin lightly back and forth over the bulbous knob
of his black cock. She knelt between his outstretched
knees and leaned forward into his crotch.
"Better and better," was his husky low voiced answer.
His cock began to thicken as her hands fondled
lovingly, touching the silken skin lightly with her
fingertips, tracing the heavy black veins that stood
from the circumference of his mighty rod. She began
milking his black prick from root to tip, squeezing on
the pulling stroke, lightly pushing the skin back
toward his balls on the return caress, until she was
rewarded be a clear drop of honey oozing from the deep
set hole in the head of his pecker, which welled out, a
crystal jewel of liquid sparkling against the pink
blackness of his knob.
"I really like it when a prick starts leaking!" Lisa
murmured lasciviously, "I get turned on something
fierce when I get to swallow even just a little bit of
cum!" She traced the heavy swollen veins standing out
from the basalt blackness of the stem of his cock with
one hand while the other opened the tie at the side of
her blouse, pulling it open to bare her breasts to him.
His black hand covered one, squeezing and touching the
soft flesh, finger rubbing the erect nipple, coaxing it
further. Her quick hand now pumped his prick with
increasing pressure squeezing and pulling. Juice
welling from the deep hole in the tip, began to pearl
and then to run down over the knobby head. Bending
slightly forward, her pink tongue dipped into the juice
of his honey, licking it from the smooth skin.
Her palate, rewarded, savored the sticky liquid that
spread to coat her tongue and the inner surface of her
mouth. Pumping more, the juices began to run from his
cockhead, while she caught another droplet then touched
the opening of his black prick to the pink nipple of
her breast. The nipple sparkled as she coated it with
the precum welling from his cock.
She ran her tight fingers to the base of his cock
milking it toward the tip, squeezing the clear precum
out to hang on his head in a thick pearl. She bent,
squeezing more until the quivering droplet hung, then
oozed from the dark knob. She caught the droplet on her
finger, transferring it to her mouth, savoring the
texture and flavor.
"George, I've always had this fantasy of sucking off a
big black prick and swallowing the juicy cum." Lisa
bent forward, touched her pointed pink tongue to the
honey welling from the slitted hole in his black prick,
laving the head with her flickering tongue. She rolled
his heavy foreskin out from his groin, gathering it
around the head of his prick in her mouth, forcing her
flickering tongue between the heavy folds of soft skin
and the swollen head. She delighted in the different
taste, the musky savor of skin between his black soft
foreskin and the salty taste of the precum welling from
the head of his cock.
"That's it honey. Suck me. Suck up my big black cock.
Take it all and suck the cum right out of my balls."
His hoarse voice implored her to more suction, his
black hands and fingers busy milking and squeezing her
white breasts. "Uummm," her muffled answer came from
deep in her throat, around the prick in her well
stuffed mouth. Lisa pulled back. "I like the taste of
your cock, George. Cum in my mouth! I want to taste and
feel your sperm all over my mouth and tongue, and then
swallow it all."
His big black hands cupped her head, forcing her face
back down over the thick black stalk welling milky
juices at the tip. Her sensitive tongue felt the surges
in his cock head as the throbbing increased to a steady
beat. Sliding her mouth farther engulfing more and more
of his prick, feeling the bulbous head go deeper and
deeper until her nose rested against his belly,
cushioned by the wiry black hair in his groin, the
zipper teeth scraping her nostrils.
She swallowed, her throat gulping, massaging his
cockhead with her throat then tight lipped she pulled
back, milking his cock with her mouth, savoring the
musky juice coating her oral cavity. Twice more her
mouth forced the length of his black prick, deep-
throating him, when he started to shudder, his body
tensing. Once more her lips traveled from tip to root,
then holding his surging prick with the hand farthest
from the camera lens, she pulled her lips free and open
mouthed, aimed his prick to the opening, a distance of
about five or six inches.
She jacked and pumped the black rod, turned on by the
thought of the camera catching the juice from his balls
entering her lips, thinking of the juice spraying out
from the tip of his cock into her ready waiting and
eager mouth. The first ropy squirt spanned the space to
splash into her mouth, a glob of silver musky juice,
thick as tapioca pudding, and she leaned slightly
closer to catch the second spurted offering, trapping
it with her open mouth.
As the squirting black prick spurted less sperm, she
followed with her mouth, closer now to the spitting
squirting end of his cock, until she had captured the
last of the sticky sperm in her open mouth.
Slowly her lips slid over the pink black knob and
sucking she pulled all of his still pulsing prick into
her mouth, feeling it soften. Lisa's fingers tightened
at the base of his prick, squeezing the thick shaft
upwards, her fingers on top of his rod, thumb
underneath as she slowly squeezed the sticky hot cum
from his prick, watching the pearly sperm form on the
slick black glans. Her head slowly bent over his cock,
as she began to lick at the sperm with the tip of her
tongue, swirling her pointed pink tongue into the hole.
Licking up all of his sticky silver juice from the tip
of his knob, down to his balls, cleaning off all of the
escaped wetness, then pulled his cock back into her
mouth. Gently sucking at the lump of flesh, savoring
the juices and the feel of the softening satin smooth
skin. Lisa suckled at his sperm, catching and holding
the glob of hot sperm, then turning her head slightly
to face the hidden VCR camera, the avidly prick sucking
blonde allowed droplets of his juice to escape from the
corners of her mouth, for the camera.
"Lisa, you are one great cocksucker!" said George
pulling his cock back while she sucked it like a large,
fat piece of spaghetti, until it fell from her lips
with an audible pop.
"Now it's my turn. I want to fuck your white pussy."
"George, I'd rather not, we've been in here so long
that someone will wonder what happened to us. I'll let
you fuck me later with that big fat black cock. Let's
get everyone a little drunk, and relax any inhibitions
they may have and get an orgy going!"
"Are you serious, Lisa?"
"You bet your ass I'm serious, do you want to help out,
and get my blonde pussy?"
"Sure, I'll help. What do you want me to do?"
"Here is what we'll do, later this evening, we'll..."
He pulled her to her feet and planted a wet kiss on her
cum coated lips, his tongue probing and flickering
where his black cock had spurted, just moments before.
She led him back to the others.
Acting very casual, Lisa obtained a new drink and
nodded at her husband signifying that she's been sucked
a big black cock and recorded it on tape.
As Lisa engaged Bull and Polly in animated
conversation, she began to warm up Bull by almost
thrusting her breasts out of her blouse. Each time her
eyes looked at Bull's, his eyes were deep into the
cleavage, lusting after the full swelling of her tits.
Bull took a deep breath, still staring down the vee in
her blouse and asked, "Where's your bathroom, Lisa?"
"Use the bath in the master bedroom. I've got to pee
too, I'll use the front bathroom," Lisa grinned at him.
"I hope everything comes out all right," Bull's
humorous voice grinned at her. "Oh, I'm certain it
will," Lisa grinned back. She closed the door behind
her, paused a few seconds to allow Bull to proceed to
the bathroom in the master bedroom, then opened it to
tip toe into the master bedroom. Closing and locking
the master bedroom door quietly, she stole to the bed,
seating herself on the edge of the bed again. She
opened the slit in her skirt and began to rub the cleft
opening of her overheated cunt.
When Bull exited the bathroom, his hands busy fastening
the zipper on his fly, his eyes fell on Lisa, her skirt
open, busy finger sunk into the top of her pussy. Her
fingers stopped moving while she sat frozen for a few
seconds looking full into his eyes, her finger again
began sliding over the wet and swollen lips of her
cunt. Parting the lips gently with her finger, Lisa
moved the tip over the erect bud of her clit. Slowly
slipping into the swelled lips of her pink pussy her
finger glinted with sticky honey. Bull's deep voice
almost cracked as he spoke. "Jesus, Lisa. Couldn't you
wait until the party was over?"
"No, Bull," her sultry voice slow. "I just got turned
on thinking about you."
"Wouldn't you rather have something else in there,
Lisa?"
"Yes I'd really like something else in here. Have you
got anything in mind?" "Oh, I have something to fill it
with all right, I have fingers, a tongue or a big cock!
Which one would you like, or maybe all three." "Well,
let's see now. I do like to have a finger in my pussy,
and I certainly do like to have a tongue in there too,
but if it's a really big cock, then I think that I'd
really rather have it in me. Have you really got a big
cock Bull?
The sudden jump of his prick was outlined by his tight
brown trousers, the fabric stretching with the quick
engorgement of blood to his cock. Bull grinned down at
the beautiful and sensuous blonde wife. "Big, and long
and hard besides. Just look here at what you do to me
when you play with your pussy, like you're doing now."
Lisa looked where Bull was pointing. "I only believe
what I see, and you might have a potato stuffed in
there for all I can tell from here." "Watch closely,
and I'll let you be the judge as to whether it's a
potato, or more cock than you can handle."
Her eyes dropped to stare at his groin as he drew down
his zipper. Lisa's eyes widened as his prick came out,
and came out, and came out. George's cock looked like a
banana, but Bull's prick looked like the handle of a
tennis racket. So long that it drooped under it's own
weight. His cock stood out from his belly straining to
hold itself erect. Lisa's pussy spasmed just looking at
the awesome handle on the man.
"Gawd! Now I know why they call you Bull - You're built
like a god damn bull!"
He stepped forward, his cock bobbling, until it was
level with Lisa's eyes.
"Try it, you'll like it."
"If I lick it, will I like it better?"
"I don't know if you'll like it better, but I'll like
it better!"
Lisa giggled up at Bull, still staring at his lusty
prick. Her hands grasped and held his huge prick,
fondling the heavy weight of meat. Stroking and
pumping, she felt it expanding under her caresses until
the glans, swollen and seeping with moisture, gleamed
with engorged blood. His foreskin, lay in thick and
heavy folds surrounding the neck of his prick.
Lisa's soft fingers moved the heavy folds of wrinkled
skin up to almost cover the glans, them back slowly
over the neck of his cock until the head was uncovered
and throbbing in her hands. Each time she covered and
uncovered his lusty cock with his foreskin, a small
seepage of honey emitted from the slitted opening.
For all the length of his cock, the glans head was
small and almost flat, tapered at the bottom but
straight at the top. Rounded and spongy to her touch,
responsive to the suggestive caresses her tender
fingertips traced over the smooth slick surface. It was
much larger than her husband's root, or even George's
prick. Lisa thought and compared the other four cocks
she'd had. This one beat them all in length, maybe even
a little in thickness. The hole in the head was a long
slit instead of the dimple she was familiar with,
seeping honey that oiled the slippery glans beneath the
foreskin as she pumped on it.
Softly running her hands over the massive organ, Lisa
weighed and marveled at the weight, hefted the hairy
testicles hanging with bunched wrinkled skin below the
hardened shaft, slowly moving her fingers from
testicles to glans, tracing the blue veins swelling and
pulsing under the skin. Again, moving from root to tip,
the sensuous blonde wife squeezed harder at his shaft,
milking it and bringing a soft groan from Bull's lips.
Her milking motion brought a pearl of honey lubrication
juice welling up on the long slitted opening. Each time
the sensuous blonde housewife pumped the heavy foreskin
on his prick, another small pearl of honey emerged to
perch on the slitted opening. Lisa's pink tongue,
slipped from between her red lips, pointed at the slit
as she brought her face closer and closer to his cock.
"That's it baby, go ahead and suck it all," Bull's said
softly.
Her tongue darted into the slippery slit at the head of
his cock, into the gooey liquid pooling there, to
retract back into her hot mouth with the viscous liquid
clinging to her tongue. Savoring the sticky wetness
clinging to her tongue, the sensuous blonde wife
scraped her teeth over the head of his purple headed
spongy prick, letting him feel the edges of her sharp
white teeth on his organ, bringing another groan from
his lips as his hips moved slightly trying to slide
more of his cock into Lisa's questing mouth. "Suck it
harder, let me feel your teeth again, and I'll coat
your tonsils."
Lisa pulled back, "I don't want you to come in my
mouth, I want you to come inside my pussy."
"Just one more quick suck, and then I'll fuck your
brains out."
Lisa moved her mouth quickly over the swollen head of
his cock, her flickering tongue covering the head,
laving the smoothness of his pounding cock with her
tongue, applying even more suction to the slitted
opening, pulling the slippery juice out of his prick
into her mouth. With one more deep penetration, Lisa
moved her head slowly, allowing his cock to slip from
her questing lips until slick with the excess saliva
from her mouth coated his glans and half of the shaft
of his oversized organ.
"Would you mind fucking me dog fashion? I'd really like
that, and we wouldn't have to get undressed for it."
"Any way you like it, just as long as I get to fuck
you."
Lisa moved up off the bed, twirled and flinging her
skirt up over her waist, bent over the edge of the bed,
watching in the mirror to get just the correct computed
angle for the camera, and presented her bare ass and
curly tufted cunt to him. Holding to the edge of the
bed with her arms, bent over at the waist, her cunt was
at the same level as his huge cock.
Bull's trousers sunk down his legs to the floor.
Holding and caressing her curved buttocks, Bull moved a
step closer until his cock touched her curved, cleft
ass. He centered his cock head, slippery with honey and
Lisa's to the slitted opening she presented. The
sensual feeling of exposing herself to the men in the
other room, the blow job she'd given to Harry's black
cock, and now the sight and licking of Bull's male
organ had lubricated her loins until the juice welled
from the tight swollen lips coating even the soft
blonde curly pussy hair.
Bull stepped close behind Lisa, his prick nudging at
the curved flanks, dipping lower until it centered at
the hairy opening she presented with her ass waving
slightly. The head of his prick slid into her opening
like butter, smoothly sliding inside her belly, the
narrow head of his prick an arrow for his root to
follow.
He gently pressed his length into her wet cunt as she
moaned her pleasure, wriggling her ass to help him
insert the entire log deep in her cunt. She put one
hand between her legs, groping for his balls, delighted
to feel how much of his organ she had captured on the
first stroke.
Bull began to long cock her cunt. His prick withdrawing
until only the head was nestled between the outer lips
of her pussy, then in one long smooth stroke, he slid
it back inside. Her busy fingers caressing his
testicles, rolling them gently, marveling at the
softness of his skin, feeling the stones beneath the
smooth outer covering, exploring the root of his cock
and discovering almost three inches still left outside
her lusty loins.
She began to buck her ass, arching her back lower,
presenting a more direct line into her belly for his
prick to follow, delighted to feel another inch sink
into her streaming cunt, leaving only a couple of
inches or less still outside her hot pussy. She bucked
back harder feeling another inch as his glans banged
into her cunt both deeper and harder, starting a wave
of orgasms to ripple her soft belly, and juice to run
from her filled cunt and drip onto his balls. "Just ram
it all up my pussy. I need it all, right now!"
He withdrew his prick again until his cock just parted
the full wet lips of her cunt, bringing a drool of her
wet lubricating juice with it, then slammed the vibrant
length to the hilt in her pussy, his balls swinging
high to bang hard against her crotch. His violent move
slammed the head of his prick against her cervix,
causing both pain and extreme pleasure at the same
time. Each time he slammed home, the pain lessened and
the pleasure grew, when her body started the familiar
waves of orgasms.
He gripped her hips tightly with both hands, holding
her writhing bucking ass as his cock slithered back
into her hairy opening. His lunges against her backside
slapped his belly against the full curves of her
rounded ass, setting off ripples in the flesh that
spread almost to the small of her back. His hairy
testicles banged against the top of her pussy with each
lunge, caressing the smoothness of her thighs then with
a gentle slap, tapping her swollen clit.
Her fingers toyed with his testicles, gently brushing
as they moved freely in between her spread legs, as she
felt them tighten. They pulled up higher to the base of
his cock with each thrust. Lisa's panting grew more
animated and her quick frenzied movements grew faster
as she felt his hard balls swell in her fingers.
Lisa heard Bull snort, his heavy breathing almost
stopped as he withdrew his cock until the glans was
just outside the tight ring, then his cock thundered
full length into her soft belly, holding stationary as
she felt him cum. His hose, tightly pressed to her
cervix, pulsed and spat his sperm, squirting his sticky
juice into her belly, against the deepest part of her
pussy.
The gushing juice, stoppered by his cock, filled her
cunt, expanding spurt after spurt, into her soft pink
vagina. The hot wetness spurting deep within her,
caused Lisa extreme pleasure, pressing her curved
buttocks tightly against his belly, sinking his
spurting cock even deeper so that she could feel the
pulsations as the spermy liquid leaped from the slitted
opening, into her slippery cunt.
Lisa moaned, feeling the hot gushing creamy juice fill
her cavity, marveling at the warmth of his ejection and
the sensitive pressure he was putting so deeply inside
her writhing belly. The feel of his fire hose shooting
intensified her orgasm wildly as she bucked her
hunching ass as she slipped her finger over the erect
nub of her clit, rubbing it to heighten the effect.
Sated, and softening, Bull could still feel the
rhythmic pulsations of her soft curly haired pussy
milking his cock as he slowly withdrew and let his
prick release from her cunt. Sperm still dribbled from
the tip as it shrunk and tightened toward his belly. He
wiped the juices from his cock with his hand, squeezing
it, root to tip, transferring the juices to her open
mouth.
She squatted on the toilet and pee'd while Bull wiped
his cock on a towel from the rack. Drying her wet
slippery pussy on the toilet paper, she watched Bull
drying his prick on the towel, amazed still at the
awesome length left, even though he'd climaxed only
moments before.
"Bring that thing back over here," Lisa demanded from
her throne on the toilet seat. Bull moved to stand in
front of her, his cock still not dangling down, but
instead hanging over his balls in a curve. Her hand
tenderly touched his meaty organ again, her tongue
darting out to capture a stray drop of juice that
welled suddenly as she squeezed his cock fondly.
"Enough, we must get back," Lisa jumped from the
toilet, her skirt falling to cover the shape of her
legs as she stood. She unlocked the door to leave and
came face to face with Susan, standing just outside the
bedroom door. "Oh shit!" thought Lisa, "now the trouble
starts." Susan's tiny body sparkled with anger. "And
just what do you think you're doing in there with the
door locked Bull?"
Susan pushed past Lisa into the bedroom and closed the
door behind them. "Don't say anything, Lisa," Susan's
voice was tight with anger. "I know he fucked you, I
can tell by his sappy look just after he gets screwed.
I know you've got a pussy full of his cream and I don't
like it one bit. I saw you tonight showing your cunt
and tits to all the men, getting them all worked up.
I don't intend to go home to a fucked out cock so I'm
going to get my pussy filled with your husband's cream
until I drip when I walk, and then you and I are going
to kiss and make up."
They walked back into the living room arm in arm. At
Bill's look, Lisa made head gesture to the kitchen and
left. Bill followed her in a few seconds. "Something go
wrong, or did he see the camera? You look all shook up"
"Nothing's wrong with your camera, but I just got
caught fucking Bull and Susan's pissed off. She says
she wants a belly full of your cream. You fuck her
silly so she'll be off my back!"
A few minutes later, while talking to Harry, she saw
her husband following Susan down the hall. Realizing
that there wasn't anything she could do about it except
let Bill take care of Susan's needs, she leaned forward
a bit to give Harry a little better view of her tits.
She squirmed a bit, setting her full globes to
quivering, and was rewarded by Harry gulping as he
stared at the pink nipple and shadowed opening so
blatantly offered to his staring eyes. "You know, Lisa,
I'd not want to offend you, but I think you have a case
of hot tits and are trying to get them out into the air
to cool them off," Harry chuckled.
"I do have hot tits, but I also have a case of very hot
pants, too." "Well, how hot are your pants, since from
what I could see earlier, you weren't troubled by
panties at all. Unless my eyes deceive me, you're bare
as it's possible to be bare under that skirt and
blouse."
Lisa giggled as her skirt slipped open again, giggling
again as Harry's hand slithered between the silken
smoothness of her full thighs. Lisa parted her thighs
slightly, looking around the room to see if they were
being observed, and since nobody seemed to be paying
them any attention, she let her thighs relax even more,
creating a slim crevasse for Harry's searching hand to
caress.
When the bedroom door clicked shut, Susan turned the
lock and said to Bill, "Your hot assed wife just got
finished fucking my boy friend and the only thing
that's going to make up for it, is for me to fuck you.
Now get your clothes off mister. I want your naked
body!" Susan skinned her dress high over her head, her
body clad in a brassiere, panties that just covered her
tiny full hips, a garter belt holding up her thigh high
stockings.
Bill hadn't seen a woman wear a garter belt except in
the fuck movies, for years, delighted by her tiny
figure. He watched her reach behind her back to get the
catch on her bra, unfastening it to spill her pert tits
from the wispy silk covering. Her breasts were full for
her slight figure and as she pulled her panties from
her tiny flared hips the chestnut brown curly ringlets
of her cunt peeked from the vee between her legs.
Shirt, trousers and shorts gone, Bill stood by the bed,
bare, his cock began to fill and rise from his
testicles. Bill lay on the bed, careful to make sure he
was positioned correctly for the camera lens, crossing
his hands behind his neck, watching her tiny body as
she crawled onto the bed.
She grabbed his cock roughly, skinning the foreskin
back, pumping him like she was pounding corn in a bowl.
Her tight body tensed with effort as her tits quivered
with the movement of her hand jerking off his cock. "I
wanted to fuck you too, and I am," her voice softer,
"I'm about as turned on as your wife was. Let's start
fucking!"
Moisture began to appear at the head of his cock,
wetting the foreskin and her fingers as she pumped him.
When he extended his hand and cupped her quivering
tits, she sighed, bolder now that his other hand began
to caress her flanks and hips, fondling her ass. Now
both hands at his groin, Susan stroked more softly,
then swung one silky leg across his body to straddle
his hips, her slippery hot pussy near his cock.
Harry's hand surreptitiously moved over the silken
flesh of Lisa's upper thigh in the living room, while
her husband was getting ready to slip his hard prick
into Susan's waiting pink cunt in the locked bedroom.
"Harry, don't put your fingers up too high, somebody
might see."
"If you'd get the lights a little lower..." his voice
murmured. "How about just flickering fire light, would
that help?" Lisa grinned at her office manager.
"Let's get a fire going!" Harry's hand grabbed Lisa's,
pulled it to his lap, pressing her fingers against his
groin.
The sensuous blonde's fingers wiggled, feeling the hot
bar of Harry's sex, swollen and hard.
"That's feels like enough hose to put out the Chicago
Fire, and have a little left over. Now let's get a fire
started, in the fireplace."
Quickly the fire started, the flames sweeping to
envelope the small oak logs, setting off a crackling
sound as the flames turned the kindling to red coals
under the logs.
"Oh goodie, a fire," buxom Polly said to the group as
she left Bull to sit on the carpet in front of the
fireplace.
"What we need is some brandy, and to sit and watch the
fire."
"I always love a fire, it's so romantic," Polly's
sultry voice announced. "I really get turned on sitting
in front of a fire," George's deep voice joined in the
fireside banter.
"I'll get the brandy while you all get cozy in the
firelight," Lisa moved to the kitchen, quickly placing
a bottle of brandy and eight glasses on a tray,
returning to the group now huddled in front of the
fire. George poured brandy into each glass, handing the
half filled glasses to the watchers.
The two remaining glasses on the tray attracted
attention to Bill and Susan's absence.
"Somebody turn off the lights, and we can sit in just
the firelight," Harry moved over to sit by Lisa. The
lamps in the living room turned off, the group sprawled
on the carpet, Polly lying with her head with her head
on Bull's lap, Betty lying on her stomach facing the
flames kicking her slim legs in the air behind her. Her
curved rump quivering each time her legs moved. "Bull?"
Polly looked up at his face as she moved her head in
his lap, "is that your wallet in your front pocket, or
are you just glad to see me?" "That's me you're rolling
your head on, and I'm glad to see you. I'd be gladder
to see more of you."
"What part of Polly are you interested in seeing,
Bull?" Lisa giggled at him.
Polly squirmed again on Bull's lap, "Yes Bull, what
parts are most interesting?" She moved her shoulders,
quivers running over her full breasts. "Give me another
shot of that brandy, and I'll tell everyone." Lisa
moved to lean over and grab the bottle, pouring a
healthy glass for Bull, quizzing the rest, "Anybody
else?"
Polly drew her glass up, raised herself from Bull's lap
and drained her brandy glass, "I'll take another since
we all seem to be intent on getting drunk tonight."
Lisa poured another glass for her sensuous black haired
friend, then moving to fill the rest of the glasses
again. What did you want to see more of!" Polly
giggled, the alcohol and the warmth of the fire
suddenly acting on her inhibitions, "if you can't say
it, you can't see it."
"Not it, them," Bull laughed.
"You don't mean that you like to look at Polly's tits,
do you?" George laughed.
"Certainly I'd like to look at her tits, wouldn't you?"
Bull turned to Harry. "Sure would, Polly, show Bull
your tits," Harry grinned at her as she first frowned
then laughed at the men looking down at her. "I'll show
him my tits, if I get to see what I'm laying on." Polly
giggled. "My, but you Americans beat around the old
bush," Betty's English accent giggled, "at home in
London, if I was at a party having this much fun, I'd
have a finger or two up the old twat."
"Well, the evenings not over yet, you still might get
your wish," Lisa giggled.
In the bedroom, Susan straddled Bill, holding the hard
pulsing warmth of his cock in her hand, while the
bantering group in the living room waited to see Bull's
reaction to Polly's invitation. Susan drew the oozing
head of his cock up against her pussy, using the glans
to transfer his slippery juice to the opening of her
cunt.
The rosy head of his cock parted the soft hair covered
opening and rubbed against the pink, tight lips of her
vagina, opening the lips more until his cockhead was
tucked into the cleft of her cunt, raising her ass and
guiding his cock, sliding it deeper into her cunt by
raising and lowering her tight pussy gently until his
prick started the juices flowing from her.
Worming his cock deeper into her belly, Bill could feel
the tightness of her pussy get wetter with their
combined juices, and his cock inched deeper with each
movement of her ass. He arched his back, driving his
cock the last distance left to go, feeling the soft
hair on her cunt tickling his belly. With his cock now
fully inside her pussy, Susan began a rocking motion,
rubbing her clit against the hairy mound above Bill's
prick. Her motion was almost automatic, with no change
in rhythm, Bill savoring her tight cunt.
He gripped her ass with both hands, helping, his arm
motion and hip pulling coincided with her rocking. He
kept his body still, content to let her fuck him, just
helping her establish the rhythm. Her blond hair swung
with her motions, her body flushed in the light,
turning pink with a thin sheen of moisture as she
started perspiring.
Drops of perspiration running, forming a channel
between her quivering tits, down her tight belly to
gather in the hair around her pussy. Drops soon formed
and using the pink nipples of her tits, were flung out
by the exertions of her steady rocking torso. "You show
me yours first," Bull laughed, "then I'll show you
mine."
"I'm too tired to reach the buttons, and too drunk to
fiddle with them," Polly giggled.
"I'll do all the hard work then," Bull announced, his
fingers moving the top of her blouse, opening three
buttons and working on the fourth before Polly realized
that his hands were about to have her boobs out of her
blouse. "What are you doing?" her voice indignant.
"He's going to look at your tits, then he's going to
show you his cock!"
Betty's English voice broke up in laughter.
"The hell I am," Polly's voice giggled.
"The hell you're not," Harry laughed at her, "You can't
renege now after you already laid out the rules,
besides, I want to see your tits, too." "Everybody
always want to see my tits. Well, hell, look at them
all you want to," Polly moved her hands down from their
protective covering over her chest, "but we all get to
see your cock, too!"
"That's the spirit, Polly," Lisa leaned over her, "let
'em all hang out."
Bill could see Susan's ass clenching in the mirror,
framed by the garter belt, her shivering curved ass
cheeks started Bill's prick pounding even harder, the
pulsations matching her rocking rhythms. He ran his
fingers over the cleft of her ass, enjoying the feel of
her full buttocks under his palms, touching the bud
opening of her ass. Like she had been goosed with an
electric cattle prod, Susan jumped, her rhythmic
rocking halted, as his finger rubbed gently at the
puckered opening.
He rubbed his finger in a circular motion as he felt
her body loose its rigidity, then her rocking motion
picked up again, at a slightly faster pace,
perspiration droplets spraying from her quivering tits.
Bill felt the oily liquid swishing from Susan's cunt,
dipping a finger, transferred her cunt juice to her
asshole, rubbing it into the puckering bud.
His finger dipped again and again into the oily juice
of her cunt, until her asshole was dripping wet with
slime from her pussy, then with one last dip into her
cunt, he wet his finger to the second knuckle, pressing
it against her asshole. His finger wormed inside to the
second joint and Susan went mad.
Her body rocked with frenzy as she tried to grind her
cunt tighter onto his prick, her cunt hair matting
against his belly, while her ass poked back as she
arched her back. His wriggling finger up her ass while
his cock filled her cunt started her shivering.
He pressed harder, his palm flat to her bottom, his
finger thrust the last inch into her ass and he rotated
his hand, his finger deep in her puckered asshole. His
palm rubbed the smooth round globular cheek of her ass,
his forefinger deep into her asshole, his middle finger
dipping into the channel of her ass, feeling his own
prick slithering up her cunt.
Her resulting orgasm was so intense that he could not
only feel her cunt writhe around his cock, milking it,
but her asshole also convulsed tightly around his deep
sunk finger.
"Ohhhh.... Ohhh... Ohh," her voiced rose higher and
higher as she gushed juices from her cunt, her orgasm
shaking her tiny trim body. At the peak of Susan's
convulsions, Bill's cock began spurting cum, squelching
in her pussy, shooting jet after jet of thick creamy
juice into her belly, triggering another orgasm from
her tense body.
"OH OOOhhhh..." her body shuddered again, then
collapsed over Bill. Her lips soft against his as she
nestled to him as he caressed her silky back and ass.
Bull's fingers triggered the last three buttons opening
Polly's blouse to the waist, pulling the ends of the
material from her skirt, pulling the blouse off over
the top of her head, her arms raising to help him rid
her of the clothing. Polly's boobs, rose from her chest
in twin peaks, encased in a beige colored brassiere,
truly awesome in size. Bull lifted her upper torso
slightly, finding the catch at the front of her bra,
releasing the material covering her mounds. The catch
open, Polly's huge tits sprung free from her bra,
standing proudly from her rib cage, nipples the size of
Bull's thumbs peaking the soft mounds.
"Hooray," George cried, "them's what I call tits!"
Bull's fingers slowly moved to caress the softly moving
mounds, his thumbs moving over the crinkled skin of her
nipples, drawing the skin tighter and making each erect
nipple swell and grow harder with each touch, while
Polly's head moved in his lap slowly, pressing her
ebony hair against his over heated groin.
After a few seconds, Polly spun over on her tummy, her
weight resting on her elbows as her hands darted to his
belt buckle. "My turn now," Polly giggled impishly,
"Now I get to see what's been poking me in the back of
my head." Her fingers flew to his buckle, drawing the
leather through the metal, opening the metal catch at
the top of his slacks, fumbling with the zipper,
drawing it down full length. Her hand dove into the
opening, wriggling inside his shorts, grasping and
pulling at his cock, pulling it free to stand in his
lap.
"My gawd," Betty's awed voice exclaimed in her very
British accent, "no wonder they call you Bull. You're
hung like a big Spanish steer. Are you sure you don't
have a little black blood in you, brother?"
Lisa giggled at Betty's open mouthed stare. Her own
hand busy caressing Harry's male member through the
material of Harry's slacks. "George," Betty looked at
her date, "if you had a cock like that, I'd marry you!
They don't have anything like that in London!" "Betty,"
George replied, "If you'd show me your English ass, my
cock would get even bigger than that."
"Oh goody," Lisa giggled, "show and tell time folks.
You tell what part you want to see, and the person has
to show."
"In that case, if I have my choice, I'd like to see
Betty's English ass. It sure looks good, all curved up
and over, with her lying there on the floor," Harry's
voice almost shouted.
"Hell, I'm not shy, I'm just drunk and horny," Betty
giggled, she moved sleek body to a sitting position on
the carpet, her hands went to the hem of her dress,
skinning it up and off her body to toss it to the side.
The black beauty wasn't wearing a bra, and only her
wispy panties covered her highly arched ass. "But I
don't take my own panties off at a party, I always let
somebody else do it for me. Harry, will you do me the
honors, since you're the gentleman that wants to see my
ass?"
Harry's large hands grasped Betty's filmy under pants,
pulling them over the richly curved mounds of the
cheeks of her ass, and down her slim legs, to toss them
by her discarded dress.
"After that, I don't see why any of us are wearing
clothes, let's get this party going!" George grinned at
the others, his fingers busy stripping his clothes from
his body, to lay naked next to Betty, face down on the
carpet.
Lisa followed, her blouse and skirt tossed on the
discarded clothing pile, while Harry and Bull followed
her lead. The three couples sprawled out on the soft
carpet, naked, drinking brandy and moving their hands
lovingly over each other's bodies. Soft sounds of
contentment and an occasional gasp as one of the group
touched a particularly sexual part of another's body.
Bill patted Susan's fanny tenderly as she swung her leg
over his body to dismount. Her matted pussy, pink
lipped and open, swished and juicy cum dripped on his
belly. She cupped a hand under her pussy and went to
the bathroom to freshen herself. When she returned,
Bill was just finishing with his shoes, and he sat
watching her dress.
"I'm going to leak all night from the load you put in
my belly, Bill."
He grinned, his hands cupping her ass as he pulled her
to him for a kiss.
"My pleasure, Susan, shall we join the others?"
Bill and Susan, hand in hand returned to the living
room to find the other three couples sprawled naked in
front of the fire, drinking brandy. "It's about time
you two came out of the bedroom!" Lisa giggled, you
were about to miss all the fun. Get your clothes off
again, and join with us." Susan's dress went flying,
Bill a little slower.
Harry chuckled, "I want to get it on with Polly, Betty.
Come on girls, it's time." The three joined arms and
headed down the hall, leaving the bedroom door open.
After the remaining five had discussed Harry and the
two girls a short while, George stood. "I guess I'll go
see it the stud needs any help with the lady from
England." Seconds later the others followed.
Harry lay on his back, Polly astride riding his cock
while Betty's black slim English body knelt over his
face and busy tongue. Polly was doing the groaning and
moaning as she screwed her cunt on his cock. Bull stood
on the bed, his huge cock in Betty's mouth, slowly
fucking his prick in and out of her pink lips, her hand
busy jacking him off as she sucked. George, prick in
hand was slowly masturbating, his glans against Polly's
full breast. Susan lay with her head on Harry's belly,
her eyes inches from Harry's cock fucking Polly, her
fingers dipping into her own pussy, slowly finger
fucking herself.
Bull pulled his cock from Betty's mouth, spraying sperm
over her upraised face, the silver liquid running down
to her tits, as he rubbed the residue into her black
breasts. The sight of Bull's cock shooting started
George pumping his prick faster and Polly grabbed it
and stuffed the black pole in her mouth, greedily
sucking as he shot his cum.
Harry continued pumping his cock into Polly's cunt,
faster and faster, until he too squirted his juice to
fill her willing cunt. Susan scrambled closer to
Polly's cunt, and as Harry pulled his cock out, Susan
fastened her lips to his still oozing meat, sucking him
dry while finger fucking her own cunt until she came
again.
Bill and Lisa sat on the bed, caressing and stroking
the fucking couples, until Bill's prick stood from his
naked loins, throbbing and pounding with lust. He
pulled his cock with his hand until it stood leaking at
the tip, moving over the bed to kneel behind Betty,
still getting her cunt sucked by Harry's eager mouth.
Bill's hard cock nestled up to Betty's black English
ass, pressing against the cleft opening between her
full buttocks, until she raised her ass higher, her
pussy leaving Harry's questing mouth as she crouched on
hands and knees.
Bill's hard prong slid into her over heated, pouting
wet cunt like butter, filling the jagged pink lipped
opening to the hilt, his balls touching her slim curved
thighs as he began to fuck the sexually aroused lady
dog fashion.
Lisa, sexually excited by the sight of her husband
fucking Betty, moved up onto the bed writhing into the
huddle of warm bodies, her hands running over the
plenitude of hot flesh, touching wet and sticky, the
sexual organs of the orgy participants.
The lovely blonde, lying on her back, watched her
husband's thick cock sliding into the thick pink lipped
opening between Betty's thighs as her ass bucked back
onto him. After a few minutes of hunching, Betty's
moans became louder as she commenced her orgasm, her
groans shuddering her swinging pert tits, her belly
knotted with passion. Bill drove his cock deep into the
black girl's cunt, spraying his hot sperm into her
wildly swinging hot pussy, while he clutched her
writhing ass with both hands.
Moments went by, then with a groan of satisfaction, he
withdrew his sticky prick from her leaking pussy, and
stood by the bed in exhaustion.
Later, gathered together over coffee, the group laid
plans for the next party, not quite understanding Bill
and Lisa's insistence that they have it here again.
After some small arguments, all agreed to have another
dinner at Bill and Lisa's. With much patting, kissing
and loving touching, the party broke-up at two a.m.
with the guests laughing as they left for their cars.
END
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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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