Doug moved aimlessly through the apartment, clutching a glass of Scotch in one hand, masturbating himself with the other. Incredible! he thought. An orgy – an honest to God orgy! It was everything the Holbrooks had promised it would be, that and more – much, much more. Scanning each room before he entered; he found himself almost bewildered by the surrealistic scenes of depravity going on all around him, turned on by the erotic visions which maintained his throbbing hard-on.
"Oh, I'm coming! Do it again… harder! A woman's breathless voice squealed, attracting his attention. "I'm commmmmmmmpphhh!"
Doug looked to the side, and on the rug, next to the bed, was a woman, her legs kicking high in the air, spread wide apart. On top of her, a small, heavy man was pummeling his cock in and out of her pussy. Another man was standing over her, and just as she began to come, the man lowered himself onto the woman's face, and shoved his prick into her mouth. The man fucking her cunt went wild as he watched her sucking the interloper, and his stubby cock jumped and pulsated inside her quim. His come jerked out of him in thick, flowing blobs.
Doug squeezed his hard-on, debating whether to join the horny trio or not. Jessi had said that there were no rules at their orgies. Anyone could join at anytime, just as long as the others agreed. The woman, creaming all over the cock pistoning into her, sucking dry the other filling her mouth, did not look as if she would refuse anything at the moment. But, as. Doug watched her swallow gulp after hot gulp of hot semen, he realized that there wasn't any room left for him on her willing body. Her ass… maybe. No, she wasn't in the right position.
Doug moved on.
In the foyer, on the way to the kitchen to refill his glass of Scotch, Doug was stopped by a blonde woman, in the mid-thirties. She stepped in front of him, preventing him from entering the kitchen, and placed her hand on his chest.
"Say, I haven't seen you before," she said, curling the soft hairs on his
chest. "You're kind of cute."
"I'm a guest of the Holbrooks." He appraised her body, which was slightly plump and a little too pink, but nevertheless, very enticing. "And this is my first orgy."
She looked positively delighted. "Your first orgy ever?"
As she ran both hands up and down his arms, admiring his rippling muscles, Doug realized she was turned on by his admission that this might have been his very first orgy. He felt oddly embarrassed.
"Yes," he admitted. "It's my first – ever."
"Ohhh. Have you made it with anyone yet tonight?"
Doug shook his head. "I've been wandering around. Kind of getting the feel of things."
Staring at his hand, which still clutched at his cock, she laughed at Doug's unintended joke. When Doug realized, he joined, her in laughing, his face slightly tinged with a flush. He let go of his rod, rubbing his hand on his thigh. His cock stood straight out, pointing at her belly.
"Hi. My name is Ginger, and I haven't been anyone's first in a long time." Her orange lips puckered into a kiss, and she blew it softly to him, hoping he would agree with her suggestion. "I'd like to be your first orgy partner. I promise I'll make it really nice for you"
The round, rosy nipples of her overripe breasts stood at attention under his steady gaze. Slowly, he let his interested glance travel down from the fleshy orbs, along her smooth torso, to the thickly bearded mound of her pussy. Showing off for Doug, she spread her legs. Her pubic hair looked more like fur, a dense patch of light brown softness, and he immediately wanted to bury his fingers into its warm, sticky recesses.
"I'd really like to be the very first," she said, "to suck your cock… to suck it absolutely dry, emptying your balls of your first orgy's come." Her hand reached for his rock-hard prick, and she stroked the shaft up and down, soothing it, reassuring him. "Would you like that?"
Like it? He'd love it! Gyrating his hips in small circles, masturbating himself into her hand, Doug felt the most pleasurable sensations coursing through his body. He closed his eyes, concentrating on her expert administrations along his rigid member, realizing that it wasn't going to take much to get him off. With all that he'd seen taking place so far, and all that he expected could happen, especially with Ginger's hot, cushiony palm caressing his prick, Doug already felt the juices churning in his tentacles. He could feel them rising up, threatening to explode from his, throbbing cock.
"Oh yes," he said, answering her finally. "I think rd like you to suck my cock, very much." A shudder made him tremble as she pulled his prick more eagerly. "Can we go somewhere?"
"Why not right here?"
Doug shuddered. "Here?"
Ginger knelt down in front of him, her arms circling his body, her hands resting on his ass cheeks. "Take a look around," she urged. "There are people fucking and sucking all over the place. Why not right here, too?"
She nudged his cock toward her mouth, digging her fingers into his ass. She opened her mouth wide, her tongue snaking out to lick her lips, moistening them. A look of passion hardened her expression, and desire pierced from her eyes. Doug thrust his body forward, spearing his cock into Ginger's waiting mouth.
"Oh… Jesus!" Heat engulfed his prick, sending flashing sparks up the length of his rod, an electric like shock jolting his brain. "Oh… ohhh!"
Her orange lips spread wider around his elongated thickness, sliding over his cock head. Tightening in on his flesh, she drew him slowly into her mouth, sucking on him as if his cock were, a straw, and she were eager to drink down its white, spermy contents. More and more of him disappeared into her eager, sucking mouth. Doug's eyes widened in amazement as he watched her swallow his large organ right down to its root, leaving only his balls to dangle from between her taut lips.
"Ohhhh!" His asshole puckered from the back and forth pulling of his flesh, and he clenched the tiny sphincter tightly shut, his excitement heightening: "Suck me… suck my cock! Suck it all the way down your throat!"
Ginger rolled her tongue around the pulsating organ which was filling her mouth, her throat stretching to accommodate its length. As she jerked her head from side to side, urging the sperm loose, she buried her fingers in her snatch. Two fingers inside her hole, and two fingers pulling on her extended clitoris, she masturbated, gobbling Doug's huge cock, wanting to feel it spurt hot seed down into her belly.
"I'm going to come! Ginger, I'm going to come – in your mouth!" Doug flattened his stomach against her face, shoving his. cock as far down her throat as it would go. He could feel it throbbing against the roof of her mouth. "My first orgy… my first orgasm! And you're doing it, Ginger. You!" His legs stiffened, his eyes closed, and his body went limp. He began to come, his cock emptying itself of his hot liquid sex, spilling it into her mouth.
"Mmmpph!" Ginger moaned around Doug's spasming prick, feeling it twitch and stiffen on her tongue. She sucked deeply, milking the twitching organ with her lips. When she felt his sperm searing into her, pouring down her gullet, coating her insides with its warmth, she began to come, three fingers from each hand thrust deeply into her grinding twat. "Ohhh… uuuhhhmm!"
Once his balls were empty, Doug became aware of the numbness in his legs, a result of the strain of holding himself up for one of the best blowjobs he'd ever had in his life.; He withdrew his limp prick from between her spermy lips, and it plopped wetly out, exhausted, and rested against his hairy thigh. Ginger cleaned her lips of his sperm, licking every drop into her greedy mouth. Her hands were still pulling at her cunt lips, draining the last of her orgasm.
"Well, how was it?" She seemed to have more strength and energy than before, as if his sperm had acted as some kind of super amphetamine. "Was it as good as I said it would be?"
Doug was breathing hard. "Oh, it was very good. Believe me. That's one blowjob I don't think I'm ever going to forget. Or the person who gave it to me" He sat down on the floor, slumped against the wall for support. "Not ever."
Ginger clapped her hands together. "Oh, wow. Hey, that's really nice." She grinned. "But I haven't finished yet."
"Huh?"
Dazed, Doug raised his head and stared at Ginger. His prick felt as if it were dead. As Ginger crawled between his thighs, his cock shriveled defensively, still sensitive, fearful of a new assault.
"I have to make you hard again," she. explained. "I mean, so you can enjoy the rest of the orgy. You have to have something to fuck with, right?"
Ginger lifted his flaccid penis into her hand, kneading it gently with her fingers. Then, being very careful, she released it, letting it rest again. Sitting down between Doug's legs, she drew up her knees, and with both hands, she spread her cunt lips.
"You still have to fuck someone's cunt, right," she went on, exposing herself to Doug. "Look… look! See… you've still got to put your prick into one of these!" Ginger pulled the lips of her pussy apart, her vermillion slit gaping obscenely. "Look around, Doug. Look around at all the cunts here… look at all the willing… fucking cunts!"
It was difficult for Doug to stop ogling at her slit, all wet and sticky from the thorough frigging she'd given herself. But Ginger's words were almost hypnotic, forcing him to listen. He looked around, slowly taking in everything.
There were couples fucking, couples sixty-nining, couples jerking each other off and making each other come. There were women, with other women between their thighs, making wet, passionate lesbian love. Doug's cock twitched. He saw a dark-haired woman, kneeling on all fours, over in the corner of the room. She was giving a baldheaded man a blowjob, while another man was fucking her up the ass. Watching them, Doug's cock raised slightly. His eyes darted. He saw one man jerking himself off over two women who were lapping at each other's slit. One of the women was obviously climaxing, and her ass wiggled uncontrollably in the air. The masturbating man began to come, thick blobs of sperm spurting out, dropping onto the back of the orgasming female. The woman beneath her joined her two other partners, reaching her own instant of shattering release, moaning loudly enough for Doug to hear her above all the other moans and groaning cries of pleasure filling the room. Doug's hard-on throbbed powerfully.
"Good… it's hard again. Beautiful… beautiful!" Ginger's head bowed low and once more she sucked Doug's hard prick into her mouth. Her tongue twirled around his cock head, dipping into the small slit at its center, licking out a final drop of post-coital wetness. "There… I think you're quite ready now."
Her job completed, and her desire to be Doug's first satisfied, Ginger stood up. With nothing more than a smile and a wave of goodbye, she disappeared into the crowd of naked bodies. She was already searching for her next experience.
Now properly initiated into his first orgy, Doug also searched the room, trying to decide what he wanted to do next. He spotted Jessi on the sofa, being gang-banged by a line of men. As to be expected, she seemed to be enjoying every second of what was happening. Her cunt was oozing sloppily with what could have easily been the expended juices of five or six previous men. And there were six more men standing in line by the sofa, waiting their turn at her red haired snatch.
But Doug didn't feel like standing in line, not for anyone. He didn't have a moment to waste. Besides, he had already fucked Jessi many, many times in the past two, weeks in which he'd lived with the Holbrooks. Why waste an orgy on just one woman?
In the bedroom he found a daisy-chain of eight or nine men and women. Each heaving body was joined to the next by a mouth or sexual organ, each one bringing the next one off. That tempted him. Then something caught his eye, and he turned, knowing instantly to what he was going to treat himself next.
There was a young girl on the bed, sitting up, with. her legs dangling over the side of the mattress. She couldn't have been more than eighteen or nineteen years old at the most, and her skin was so creamy and unblemished it was milk white. So, in his imagination, he thought of her as Snow White. Her long black hair swished across her back and shoulders, and her head bobbed up and down. She was sucking the long thick cock of a tall blond man, who was standing in front of her, his massive hands fondling her breasts. From the expression on his face, it was obvious that he was enjoying himself very much.
Doug moved toward the two of them, his erection swaying freely out in front of him.
Despite the fact that her baby pink lips were wrapped around a mouthful of cock, Snow White had the face of an angel. Her narrow thighs parted when she saw Doug watching her. She winked at him, letting him know that he was welcome to make it a threesome. She drew in more of the blond man's cock, wildly licking him as she did, and he showed his appreciation by pinching her tiny, pebble like nipples.
Doug watched them for a few moments, masturbating himself unconsciously. Then he got down on his hands and knees and crawled between the blond man's widely spread legs, bringing his face right up against Snow White's sparsely haired pussy. He could see her clitoris, protruding boldly out, glistening from her heavily flowing discharges. Brazenly, she spread her thighs as far apart as she could, urging him to caress her there.
Doug pressed his thumb into her clitoris. It quivered, whitening from being squashed against her box. Then his middle finger sought the opening of her cunt hole, tickling her tight slit, penetrating her only slightly.
The young girl raised her legs about an inch or two, so that her clitoris, rubbed against Doug's hand. She began to moan, the words coming out around the blond man's thick, plug like cock.
"Lick me! Lick my cunt! Lick me all over while I suck his cock off!"
While the blond man stood above him, getting head from the young girl, one leg on either side of Doug, Doug stuck his tongue into Snow White's slender gash, penetrating the pink flesh of her pussy. The girl sighed and, resuming her cocksucking, she wiggled her ass on the bed, humping her cant against Doug's chin. His face was coated with her wetness.
He massaged her clit with his lips, his tongue sliding into her moist crack, finding its way between the folds of her cant. He licked up, and then down, then up again. His saliva mixed in with her juices. As he crouched to eat her, his cock touched the rug, and he rotated his hips so that he could feel the rough fibers from the rug tantalizing his cock head. It felt incredibly erotic, turning him on even more.
The blond man, his cock thrusting into the young girl's mouth, started to come. He grabbed onto her tits, massaging them roughly, mauling them in his passion. His whole body quivered, his ass cheeks shimmering like jello as he pumped sperm into her mouth.
"Agggahhhh!" he moaned, the color draining out of him as his orgasm spewed out. He held her hard against him, the muscles of his arms tensed. "Suck it… suck it!"
Excited beyond belief, Doug licked avidly at the girl's cunt, his tongue making large wet circles around her hole. He touched her everywhere, licking, sucking, biting, eating her out, trying to swallow her pussy. His cock banged madly against the carpet, until suddenly, it wasn't. Something touched it, something soft. The girl had taken his prick between her two feet, and as if they were hands, she began to jerk him off.
No one had ever done that to him before, and because it was so new, so sensual an experience, and because she was so incredibly good at it, Doug thrust his tongue all the way into her box, letting her know how much he was enjoying it. His tongue wiggled deeply inside her, hitting against the walls of her cunt. Her pussy was young and tight, and it gripped his tongue powerfully, pulling it further into her body.
"Here it comes, baby!" The blond man grabbed her dark hair, and wiped her face across his groin. "Take it down, honeeeeeey! You've got it, woman-oh! Suck… suck… suck!"
The girl, who still looked like Snow White to Doug, swallowed the blonde's come. Her cheeks sucked in as she drew his fluids up and out, then puffed out as his come filled up her mouth. At the first taste of his sperm, her stomach drew sharply in, and her ass slid forward, bringing her tight young pussy even closer to Doug's mouth. Her clitoris stood rigid, then tremored as her orgasm seaped from inside her, finally emitting itself onto Doug's lapping tongue.
"Okay, baby… okay. That's enough. Easy… I can't take anymore." The blond man stumbled backwards, falling over Doug's body. He had been so engrossed in the blowjob the girl was giving him that he hadn't even noticed that Doug had joined them. When he saw Doug licking her quim, he smiled. "She's really good at fucking, too. You should try her out. She's got the tightest snatch at the orgy."
Snow White collapsed backwards onto the bed, her small firm breasts flattening slightly, her slender legs still spread wide, dangling over the edge of the mattress. Doug continued to lick her cunt, biting occasionally on the softening bud of her clitoris. Slowly, she began to get turned on all over again.
When she was squirming around on the bed, moaning for more, Doug climbed on top of her. Lowering his full weight onto her body, he plunged his prick into the pudding between her legs. He began fucking her, turned on by her tight young cunt, desperately wanting to come inside of her.
"Yes… yes! Fuck me! Oh, fuck me deep… deep… deeper!" She began to come, the instant he'd entered her, and the more he slid into her, the more she came. "All the way in… all the way… aggghhhhh! More… more… more!"
She went insane with passion, moaning, writhing, bouncing up and down under his plunging weight. She kept on coming over and over again, coating the throbbing shaft of Doug's drilling prick with her sticky love juices.
The blond man had been right. She was as tight as a fifteen-year-old virgin, and as equally eager. In, he thrust, hard, pausing to savor the erotic firmness around his prick, and then slowly, slowly, he pulled out. Her cunt oozed around his flesh, embracing it, welcoming it. She drew him eagerly into her, until the head of his humping prick banged against the opening to her womb. In and out Doug pistoned, in and out, slowly at first, and then faster and faster, until the heat of their fucking seared into his cock.
"I'm coming – again!" Snow White screamed. "Don't take your cock out – not ever! Leave it in me forever. Ohhhhhh! I'm cominnnnng!" She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, digging her heels into him. Her body rocked back and forth under Doug's pressing weight, her tits hard and swollen, aching to be soothed by the rough embrace of his fingers. "Yes… yes… yes!"
As the delirium of orgasm spread through her, her mouth fell open, and Doug shoved his tongue between her lips. He began licking the insides of her cheeks. Then he sucked on her tongue, drawing it back into his own mouth. His hands pushed themselves under her body, until they slid down under her ass. Grabbing her up to him, stabbing his prick painfully into her as far as he could, he spread the cheeks of her ass, titillating her anus with his middle finger.
From somewhere deep inside him, a coldness made him shiver, then shudder violently. Doug came, his cock pouring forth long spurts of thick hot come. Bubbling within her, his spunk scalding her insides, she began to swell with sexual heat. Their bodies ground together, as if they were trying to become one. Doug continued to come, his cock throbbing inside of her tight, tight pussyhole.
After the few long moments while their pleasures peaked, they unclasped from each other, collapsing side by side on the bed. Seconds later the young girl was fast asleep, a look of pure contentment masking her angelic features. Doug stared at the ceiling, trying to catch his breath, holding his chest with one hand, reassuring himself that his heart was still beating. It was; very fast and very loud.
Fatigued, Doug was tempted to close his eyes and go to sleep. But he didn't. This might be his one and only chance to attend an orgy, and he didn't want to miss any of it. Even though he didn't think he could come again, not for a while yet at least, he wasn't about to give up any of the raunchy treats he saw all around him.
With some difficulty, he managed to pull himself into a sitting position. Then he staggered to his feet. Deciding that he would get something to eat, and something cold to drink, Doug once more returned to the kitchen.
The kitchen table was covered with platters of cold cuts and salads, and all of the garnishes to go with them. Doug made himself a roast beef sandwich, piled heaps of potato salad onto his plate, and poured himself a tall, cold, foamy glass of beer. Sipping some of the bitter amber liquid, he let it wash the taste of cunt juice down his throat, then biting into a pickle, he made his way to an empty corner of the living room.
The room was dense with smoke, and Doug thought he caught a whiff or two of marijuana. But he couldn't tell where it was coming from. He sniffed at the air around him, still unable to track down the familiar odor. Giving up finally, he went back to eating, hunger being the first consideration for the moment.
On the sofa, where he'd watched Jessi being gangbanged, there was a woman. She was probably in her forties, but was very well preserved for her age. She was masturbating. Her head was resting against the rear of the sofa, and her eyes were closed. Her fingers twirled slowly around, stroking her clit, and every now and then she'd dip one finger inside of her pussy.
Doug took another bite of his sandwich.
Next to the masturbating woman was a huge, muscular black man. Sitting on the rear of the sofa, grinding her cunt against his mouth, was a white woman with long blonde hair. He was jerking himself off, while he ate her pussy. She was bouncing up and down, squeezing her tits, pulling on her long, fat nipples.
Doug sipped his beer, making a bet with himself as to which one would come first. A few minutes later he lost interest in them, and his eyes began to roam, searching for something else on which to feast.
Spread across the coffee table, there was another woman, her arms extended outward, her legs spread wide apart. It looked as if she might have passed out, but from where he was sitting, Doug couldn't be sure. A man walked passed her, then stopped to push two fingers into her box. He wiggled his fingers around inside of her, and then he withdrew his hand. Sniffing, his sticky fingers, he sucked them into his mouth, licking off her juices. Her cunt hole winked open, a thick dribble of her wetness oozing out, and then her cunt hole closed up again. The man walked away.
The woman's pussy looked as if it had been fucked raw. It was all red and puffy and bruised looking. She must have been filled with discharge after discharge of sperm, because her thighs and ass cheeks were coated with a sticky, drying film. Every now and then, another milky blob of come would slither thickly out from between the swollen lips of her cunt.
Feeling very perverse, Doug decided he wanted to fuck her. He was about to go, over to her when the delicious aroma of burning marijuana caught his attention again. He looked around. It seemed to be coming closer.
"Hi. Are you unpopular or something?"
From his vantage point on the floor, Doug looked up to see a young woman, perhaps in her early twenties. She had the biggest pair of tits he'd ever seen in his life. Her light brown hair was very long, tied into two pigtails, looking very appropriate with her freckled, unmade-up face. She was smoking a joint.
"No, I was just taking a little eating break," Doug said. "Food for a change. Care to join me?"
"Thanks." The girl sat down, crossing her legs Indian fashion, sitting across from him. She inhaled on the twisted joint she held between her two fingers. "I've been watching you watch everybody else. What are you? Some kind of voyeur or something?"
"No; I told you I was. just resting. Taking a little time out to replenish my strength. But I'll bet you must be some kind of voyeur, right? You were watching me."
She shook her head. "Naw. Nothing like that. I saw you sniffing the air, trying to smell where this was coming from." She waved the joint under his nose. "You want to do some?"
A smile spread across Doug's lips, and his eyes lit up. "Are you kidding?"
Before she could say another word, he grabbed the joint from her, and inhaled a lungful of the harsh, acrid smoke. He held it down while he took a second toke, and then he passed the joint back to the woman with the big tits.
"What's your name?"
"Doug. What's yours?"
"Sharon."
She passed the joint back to him, and Doug smoked it all the way down. The roach began to burn his fingertips.
"Do you have a clip or something?"
"Naw. Just ditch it in an ashtray."
Doug stared at Sharon's tits, watching them as they rose and fell, shimmering slightly with every breath she took. Her breasts were so fucking unbelievably huge, he knew he just had to touch them. The grass filled up his brain, and he got caught up in the moment. Unaware that he was doing so, he reached out squeezed one of her tits.
"Please, don't do that"
"Oh."
As if he'd been burned by a hot flame, Doug quickly' pulled his hand back. He was stunned and confused by her reaction. This was an orgy, wasn't it? Why'd she go and thrust those damned tits into his face if she didn't want him to touch them? More than anything else, Doug felt embarrassed and hurt.
"Oh, come on, now. Don't get all gouty and everything," Sharon said. "I can explain"
Doug shrugged. "That's okay. You don't have to."
"Hey, this really is good stuff, isn't it?" From out of the tiny pouch she had tied around her wrist, she removed another joint. She put it in her mouth and lit it. "Here, have some more."
They passed the joint silently back and forth between them, until it was all smoked down into an ash. Doug was wrecked, and he still wanted to touch those tits. He wanted to bury his head between them, and probably get lost in them. But she still put him off.
"I'm a part-time lesbian," Sharon finally declared. She sounded almost proud.
"A what?"
"A part-time lesbian."
Doug cocked his head at an angle, looking unbelievingly at her. "That doesn't make any sense. What is a part-time lesbian?"
Sharon held her left hand up, wiggling her ring finger in front of Doug's eyes. She was wearing a slender gold wedding band.
"My husband hates orgies, you see," she said, explaining. "He thinks that swapping and swinging is bad for a marriage, and he doesn't go in for it at all. Me, on the other hand, I need a little something on the side – if you know what I mean. You know, something to keep my interest up." She winked at Doug.
Doug nodded in agreement, but he still wasn't sure what she was talking about. In fact, he didn't understand anything except that she was a part-time lesbian. Whatever that was:
"In other words," she went on, "my old man don't want me messin' `round with any other dude. So I come to the orgies and only make it with the chicks. Now do you dig where I'm coming from?"
"Of course:" Doug grinned at her. He still didn't understand, though. He was very stoned. "What you're- saying is that I can't fuck you… or eat your pussy, or get sucked off by you, or…"
"Right! Did you like the grass?"
Doug sighed, feeling somewhat depressed and let down. He wanted to fuck again, but he was too stoned to find himself a partner. Besides, he wanted to fuck Sharon, this lovely young chick with the monumentally massive mammeries, who was, of all things, a part-time lesbian.
"'S okay."
"I can tell you're disappointed," Sharon said. She licked her lips. "You wanted to make it with me, didn't you?"
"I still do," he said, hoping vaguely that she would pity him, and would make him her one exception. Maybe if… his thoughts began to wander.
"Hey, that's kinda nice, you know. That you're turned on to me and all, I mean. Say, I've got an idea."
Doug grinned like a schoolboy, his eyebrows raised expectantly. "What?"
"How'd you like to watch me making it with a chick? All guys dig watching two lesbians together. Or so I hear. Maybe my friend will fuck you afterwards. What do you think? Wanna try?"
Doug thought about it for a few moments. Sharon was right, he realized. He would "dig" watching her making it with another woman. In fact, he'd like that a lot. About the only thing he'd like even more was to be able to touch those delicious tits of hers!
"Yeah, I think I might like to do that. When could we do it?"
"Right now, if you want."
"Lead the way."
Leaving his plate on the floor, Doug followed Sharon into one of the bedrooms. She led him over to a woman who was slumped in a large, upholstered chair. The woman was sound asleep, but Sharon nudged her, and she woke up.
"Oh… hi," she said, her pale blue eyes fluttering open. "I thought you weren't coming back." Then the woman realized Doug was with her friend, and she studied his body carefully. She smiled with approval, turning to Sharon. "Who's he?"
"A present for you, Jill; for after we've finished. You like?"
"I like!"
Doug was beginning to feel very uneasy, and he was tempted to leave the two lesbians alone. But, ah! those tits. Sharon told him to go sit on the floor, facing the chair. He did, eager to see what they were going to do.
Jill arranged herself in the chair so that her elbows were resting on each of the arms. Her legs were spread, giving Sharon easy access to her pink, hairless slit. The absence of hair gave both Sharon and Doug a clear, unhindered view of her long gash, and the hard pink bud of her clitoris.
"Come and get me," Jill said, flitting her fingernails across her nipples. She lifted one breast up to her mouth, then winked at Doug. "First Sharon, and then you, lover."
Doug's hard-on throbbed at her as he watched Sharon kneeling between Jill's thighs. She lowered her head to the woman's naked snatch. Sharon's breasts swayed forward, bumping into each other, the massive, doughy mounds coming to rest on Jill's accommodating thighs.
Sharon spread Jill's cunt lips apart with her tongue, worming the soft fleshy wedge between her naked, puffy slit. He had to strain forward to see what was happening. He was very turned on, and his cock ached to be loved by someone or something, ached to be shoved into anything which was both warm and wet. Sharon's tongue flicked up at her friend's clitoris, lapped across it, then whipped it down again. She did that for several seconds before she took the whole bud into her mouth, and then she sucked on it as if it were a piece of hard candy.
Jill, still playing with her tits, began to moan. Her head swayed from side to side, her short brown hair clinging to the sides of her sweaty face. She mauled her breasts, her fingernails leaving long red marks along each of the fleshy orbs as she dug into them.
Jerking off, the grass making his arousal that much more intense and concentrated, Doug moved unconsciously towards the two women. Tits were all he could think of big, juicy, fleshy, cushiony tits! He stood behind the chair and reached down, cupping Jill's tits into the palms of his hands. He squeezed them, caressed them, pinched the nipples, then finally bent his head over them and sucked first one nipple, and then the other. Jill moaned and panted, squirming her pussy against Sharon's sucking lips.
"No… stop it! I want to do that." Sharon pushed Doug's hands away, replacing them with her own. "Your turn comes later – remember?" Then she went back to eating Jill's smooth pussy.
Jill began to come, her back stiffening, thrusting her tits forward. Sharon nibbled on one hard, thick nipple, running the palm of her hand over the other. All the while she did this, her tongue slipped in and out of Jill's cunt hole, bringing the brown-haired woman off twice. Before she could stop coming, Sharon pulled her out of the chair and laid her on the floor. Reversing her position, Sharon crawled on top of her coming friend.
The two women began to sixty-nine each other, burying their heads between each other's thighs. Sharon dipped her tongue into Jill's box, licking the running wetness flowing from her pussy, and Jill did the same back to Sharon. They rolled frantically about, first Sharon on top, and then Jill. They settled finally, with Sharon on top, and Jill obviously in the throes of another orgasm.
Doug jerked off more. determinedly now. He had to come – he had to! He looked around the room, hoping a cunt would appear suddenly and impale itself upon his prick. None did, of course. He looked at the two women again, both coming now, growing desperate for a place in which to stick his hard, aching prick. A drop of clear, gooey liquid trickled from his cock head.
Finally, when he could stand it no more, Doug moved blindly toward the women., Getting down on all fours, he touched both of them with his hands, stroking their hot, sweaty flesh. That only made him want to fuck all the more. He squeezed his prick as hard as he could.
Sharon, on top of Jill, who had just come for the sixth time, quickly reversed her position. She brought herself down on the woman again, this time cunt to cunt, tit to tit, thigh to thigh. Their breasts mashed together end became one giant mountain of woman flesh. Their cunts, slit against slit, clitoris against clitoris, humped and ground and pressed feverishly together.
It was time for Doug to make his move. He could not endure another second of torture without going mad with frustration. Cock in hand, he positioned himself behind the two women. Bending awkwardly, he managed to slip his, prick into that mound of pink and white tit flesh, finally burying his dick between Sharon's wonderfully sweaty breasts.
Both women were coming, their pelvises banging against each other, their clits erect and rubbing together. Pussy lips against pussy lips, wetness secreting against wetness, they came.
"Oh – that's it! I'm coming now, Jill… I'm coming… oohhh!" Sharon was moaning loudly, completely unaware of the cock trespassing between their breasts. "I'm coming… nowwww!"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh… me too! I'm going to come… too!" Doug was panting, nearly delirious with pleasure, his cock surrounded by tits. He was lost between their breasts, fucking his cock in and out, bumping occasionally against a hard hot nipple. "Now… now!"
Doug's third orgasm erupted, spurting between the two women. Hot and thick, spraying out as if under pressure, his sperm coated their tits. When Sharon finally realized what was happening she instantly thought about her husband, and her special promise to him. She raised her body and tried to push Doug's cock away.
But Doug was already coming, and there was no way of stopping the flow fountaining from his prick. Sharon opened her mouth in protest, and was flabbergasted when a spray of semen shot into her mouth. It plopped onto her tongue, and slid hotly down her throat.
"Oh, God, no… oh!" Sharon came again. "You're not supposed to…" Sharon came again. "Oh, God – yes!"
As Sharon came again, she closed her mouth tightly around Doug's coming cock, swallowing it fully, drinking down all that was left of his orgasm. Sucking hard, licking her tongue up and down the underside of his prick, she tried to encourage more sperm up from his balls.
So much for part-time lesbianism, Doug thought, the last of his come emptying into her mouth.
Well, so much for part-time lesbianism, Sharon thought, swallowing greedily. Sorry, husband dear.
She sucked Doug harder, fingering his balls, coming more and more. At the same time, she continued to squirt her own juices into Jill's hairless cunt.
All in all, Doug thought, not a bad way of ending a vacation. Not a bad way at all.