«Oh God!» Nina screamed, looking up to see her postman standing above her, her mail in his hand and a knowing smile on his face. She tried to twist away so the dog's cock would slide from her cunt, but Meat was too eager to fuck, and too experienced now in fucking human females, to let himself be uncunted so easily.
The postman closed the door behind him, put the mail on the dining room table, and turned to watch the scene on the couch. Nina had gotten the dog's cock out of her cunt, but Meat's forepaws, on either side of her body, held her prisoner on the couch.
«Don't stop on my account,» the postman said. «I'd like to join the party, if you don't mind.»
Nina, who fucked her postman regularly so she'd get all the special delivery he could manage, had no objection to being fucked by him, but sharing a fuck with him and the dog was a little much, even for her. She'd been able to go the route with Tom and Richey the Fourth because Tom was already a part of the scene … but to share a dog with one of her regular fucks. She wasn't so sure But Sharon pushed her back on the couch and once more guided Meat's huge dong into her friend's snatch. At the same time she rubbed Nina's clitty, bringing that organ erect … and Sharon was amazed to see that it was almost an inch long, really a prick-in-miniature. Her mouth watered at seeing it, for while she didn't like sucking anything but the cleanest cocks, here was something she would enjoy having within her mouth. The dog, though, was in her way right then, and Meat was humping away eagerly.
Nina had succumbed to the pleasure Meat's fucking was providing her with, and she was vaguely aware of Sharon's clitty-rubbing activity. Her body was on fire, and her pussy felt stretched and terribly filled as the dog's huge cock slid in and out of her flaming cunt. She gripped the couch cushions tightly as her body rose higher and higher toward the peak of passion that was the goal of all life. The dog's cock started spurting sticky gism in her so copiously it ran from her pussy, flowed slowly down the cheeks of her ass and dropped wetly onto the couch, spreading the stain in a dark, ever-widening circle.
The postman, meanwhile, removed his uniform and folded it neatly over a chair. Sharon was only vaguely aware that the man was there to join their fuck party, but she was when he was nude to him go into the bathroom first, other than leap right into the action. But she was aware of the fact that the man obviously knew his way around house, so she was sure Nina ready was familiar with his cock and the many good things it could do.
So she waited for him to return and when he re-entered the room, she got on her knees, thrusting her buttocks toward him in an provocative invitation to fuck. At the same time she continued to frig Nina's clit, and Meat continued to fuck endlessly, driving his huge dork tip into Nina's cunt.
The postman didn't hesitate to take up her invitation, but walking right up her, dropped to his knees and guided his cock between the exposed lips of Sharon's cunt. It took him a moment to find her cunt-hole with the head of his cock, but when he did he slid it into her body, pushing it in the slick orifice all the way to the hilt.
«Oooh!» Sharon exclaimed as she felt her pussy invaded by the first man-meat of the day
She was surprised that it felt better than the dog's cock had, though she knew it might be-because the postman had reached around her and was rubbing her clit with his hand, providing her with a kind of stimulation the dog never could. At the same time, was giving her a tongue-bath on the back, was something the dog wouldn't be inclined to do.
She wiggled her buttocks back against the postman as he did his best to cancel her lust by enveloping her in an orgasm he special-delivered to her box. She took her free hand and toyed with one of her nipples, already taut and hot from the fire being generated in her pussy by the mailman fucking her so well dog-fashion. Her mouth was dry, her body tight, as she was rapidly approaching orgasm.
She continued frigging Nina's clit, and the dog fucked and fucked and fucked, his cock a never-flagging source of screw-delight. Nina had come several times and showed no inclination to stop, and the dog, whose instinct was to fuck until uncunted by a snarling bitch, continued screwing without thought of anything but the pleasure his cock was bringing him.
At the same moment that Sharon's orgasm crashed over her, Nina began moaning softly, not in pain but in absolute delight at the sensations coursing through her body. Sharon gave a short cry as her body throbbed into its climax. She released Nina's clit and her own tit to clutch the postman's hand tight against her cunt, while his long, slick cock continued to slide in and out of her cunt.
Then Sharon gave the postman the benefit of her long and varied fucking experience … and brought him to a gushing come in a matter of moments. With her hand at her crotch, she reached behind her and slipped a finger into her vagina, where his cock was still moving in and out of her pussy. Her finger increased the sensation he felt, not only from the increased friction produced by the additional digit in her cunt, but also from the way in which she made sure her finger contacted the sensitive ridge at the head of his cock.
He gripped her hips tightly and drove his cock as deeply into her as he could. His cock spurted thick, pungent gouts of cream into cunt, and she kept her finger working to provide him with sensations the likes of which he'd never had before. Even after his cock had finished shooting into her, she flexed her finger back and forth, back and forth, sending sharp bolts of sensation coursing through his body
At that moment, Nina suddenly screamed sharply, grabbed Meat and pulled his body to her as tightly as she could. She rolled from the couch, and for several long, fucking moments she and the dog were side by side on the floor the dog still fucking and Nina trying to pull him so his cock would drive in her body all the way to the hilt. Then, just as suddenly, she pushed him away, curling into the fetal position, her hands clasped over her pussy.
Her moans now were quite audible, and as Sharon and the postman recovered from the force of their comes, they turned to watch Nina and Meat. Meat, once his cock had been uncunted, curled up on the floor exhausted, no and further interest in fucking or anything else. But Nina concerned them, for she seemed oblivious the reality around her, doing nothing but laying there on the floor, clutching her cunt and moaning softly.
«What's the matter with her?» the postman asked, sliding his cock from Sharon's cunt and wiping it on the couch.
«How the hell do I know?» Sharon replied, struggling to her feet. «I've never seen anybody come like that.»
They knelt over Nina, who didn't know they were there, and pulled her hands away from her pussy. There was no sign of physical damage from the fucking the dog had done, but even though it had been many long moments since she'd thrust the dog away from her, Nina's cunt was still throbbing.
«Christ, she's still coming!» Sharon said. «No wonder she's just laying there and letting it happen!»
Sharon and the mailman watched with fascination while Nina kept coming. They spread her legs so they could watch the throbbing of her pussy, and the movement didn't seem to abate the level of her sensations in the slightest.
«Christ, we've got to stop her,» Sharon said.
«If she goes on like this much longer, she won't be able to walk for a week.»
«What a glorious way to go,» the postman said. «I wish I could come like that.»
«It would hurt after a while,» Sharon said. «What the hell can we do?»
«How the hell do I know?» the postman replied. «I've never seen anybody come like that.»
Suddenly inspired, Sharon bent over her girl friend and sucked her long, hard clitty into her mouth. She sucked it like she would a cock, feeling her own pleasure renewed by the contact, but more importantly, she felt Nina begin to buck upward with her hips, and in a few moments the Big come washed over her and the throbbing spasms stopped. She pushed Sharon's head away just after that, and in a few more minutes she was strong enough to sit up.
«God, what happened?» Nina asked, bewildered.
«You started coming and wouldn't stop,» Sharon said. She handed Nina a shot of brandy. «Drink this. It may bring you back to life.»
Nina gulped her shot gratefully, shuddered as the fiery liquid scalded its way down her throat to explode in her stomach in weakening waves that spread through her momentarily, then her strength started returning.
«Wow!» she said crawling over to the couch where she struggled up to sit. «I've never had comes like that.»
«We were worried about you,» Sharon said.
«It looked like you weren't ever going to stop coming.»
«I probably wouldn't,» Nina replied. She looked ruefully at the stained couch cushions. «Damn, the upholsterer's going to have to clean these cushions … again.»
«Again?» Sharon laughed.
«Again. He gets them about once a month. He doesn't charge me anything for cleaning them.»
«Oh?»
«Nope. We've got a trade-out. He cleans come stains out of my cushions, and I fuck him. I get the better end of the deal, because I like to fuck and he doesn't like to clean cushions.»
«That's one way to do business, I guess,» the postman said. «I guess I better get dressed and deliver the rest of my mail.»
«Fuck the mail,» Sharon said. «Let's give Nina time to get her strength back a little and we'll see if we can't find some ways to make a good three-way for you on her waterbed.»
«But through rain or sheet or snow or black of night …» the postman said.
«Bullshit,» Sharon laughed. «In the first place, Herodotus didn't say anything at all about those guys making their appointed rounds if they could stay home and get some pussy, and in the second place, the postal service is so fucked up now if you didn't deliver the mail for a couple of weeks, nobody would notice.»
«That's true,» the postman said. «At Christmas time, when the mail's heavy, I sometimes take it home, with me instead of delivering it. Especially when it's cold outside.»
«I don't doubt it,» Sharon said. «I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't have a manual that told you how to give poor service.»
«They don't go that far,» the postman said. «But the management training they give teaches them how to cut service back without making customers mad.»
«Christ, think what would happen to a whore house if they used that philosophy,» Nina said.
«The madam would be out of business within a day.
«They ought to run the post office like a whore house,» Sharon said. «Put it on the basis that the customer being serviced was of prime importance, and things would get better. I'd like to see a madam made Postmaster General.»
«Things would sure change,» the postman said. «But why the hell do we have to talk about my job. There are lots more interesting things to talk about.»
«Yeah,» Nina said. «Like me fucking a goddamn dog.»
«That was a surprise,» the postman said. «I saw it in a movie once, but I never thought I'd actually see it.»
«It's exciting,» Nina said.
«It was to me, too,» the postman said. «I really got turned on watching you and him.»
«You know how turned on I got,» Nina said. «It's a different kind of feeling than fucking a man.»
«Yeah,» Sharon interjected, «but I found I liked man-cock better than dog cock.»
«Really?» Nina said.
«Yep. I fucked Meat this morning, and I got fucked while the dog was in you. And comparing the two like this, I really like man-cock better … even when I don't know this gentleman's name.»
«I'm sorry,» Nina said. «This is Gil. He's my regular postman.»
«When Gil gave it to me dog-fashion,» Sharon said, «I really liked it better than the feel of dog-cock in my cunt.»
Gil grinned self-consciously.
«I saw the size of that dog's dong,» he said. «Thanks for the compliment.»
«I've always said it's not a big cock that can make it good for a girl,» Nina said. «It's how that cock is used that counts.»
«Right,» Sharon agreed. «And all the dog can do is climb on and hump. A man has so many other ways to go.»
«You know, I want to find out if I like man-cock better than dog cock,» Nina said.
«That's the only thing that could get me interested in fucking again so soon.»
«Are you suggesting we go the route on your waterbed?» Sharon asked, sliding her hand caressingly over Gil's half-hard cock.
«Well,» Nina said impishly, «that's the only way I can tell.»
Sharon, always the mistress-of-ceremonies when it came to fucking games, took Gil's cock and led him from the room. Nina followed.
«I've never been in a three-way before,» Gil said. «I don't think I'll be able to fuck you both.»
I've had mine,» Sharon said. «I'm just along to help out … or in, as the case may be.»
«You'll get some loving,» Nina said. «Don't think I don't know what you did for me.»
«We've never gone that route before,» Sharon said. «I didn't know how you felt about it.»
«I love it,» Nina said. «I used to get all my loving that way, when I was a kid in school. We were all afraid of getting knocked up, so we'd get together after school and suck each other off.»
«I'll be damned,» Sharon said. «I wish you'd told me that earlier. Neither one of us would have had to be so frustrated sometimes.»
«I didn't know if you'd groove on sucking pussy,» Nina said. «I sometimes go out looking for nothing else.»
They crawled on Nina's king-sized waterbed settling on the resilient surface comfortably before making any sexual contact. Gil was self-conscious suddenly, in bed with two horny chicks who could out-fuck him all night. But neither of them gave it any thought, but turned at trace to making the fucking as great as they could for him. Nina crawled down and started sucking his cock … something Sharon would never have been able to do, because she couldn't suck anything hut the cleanest cock … while Sharon turned her attention to sucking his nipples. She knew, as many women never learned, that the nipples of a man are often as sensitive as a woman's to sensual stimulation.
Gil's certainly were, for she felt them grow hard between her lips, and as she licked and sucked them, she was aware of his growing arousal based on what she was doing. She knew Nina was sucking his cock, but she also knew that a man's cock, so soon after fucking, is hardly as sensitive as other parts of his body.
Nina got his cock hard, though, and wasted no time in making the comparison that was the purpose for her being here. She climbed up on top of Gil, straddled his cock and guided it into her pussy, lowering herself on it with a sigh of deep satisfaction as it filled her full. Then she leaned forward, pressing her tits against his chest, and began rotating her hips in such a way to give him the greatest fuck she could. Nina wasn't so experienced as Sharon, but then, few women in the world could be, for Sharon had made a career of fucking, whereas Nina was strictly a dabbler. But still she was a skilled fuckstress, and she prided herself on her skill at being able to bring a man off quickly, or make his fuck last a long time, whenever she wanted to.
Right now she wanted him to come as quickly as possible, for she knew he'd spilled his big load in Sharon's cunt during the living room fuck, and so she needed to make the stimulation as great as she could for him, in order to keep him going for the requisite amount of time. She tightened down on her cunt muscles, gripping the hard shaft of his cock as tightly as she could so that he would receive the benefit of all the friction her slick slit could provide.
Sharon, never willing to be left out of the action, proceeded at once to add her contribution to the stimulation they were receiving. She moistened a finger on each hand by thrusting it into her sopping pussy, then she worked them into both asses, giving them anal stimulation in addition to the cunt-fucking they were engaged in. Gil grunted at the contact, but Nina, intent on her own sensation, made no acknowledgment of the in-thrusting finger, but Sharon knew she was enjoying it.
Gil started thrusting up against Nina's fiery, fucking body, and in moments his cock spurted its load of hot cream into her snatch. Sharon felt his crotch muscles throb around her finger in his ass, and in seconds she felt Nina's answering come in the same way. Both the happy fuckers collapsed breathlessly, and Sharon slipped her fingers from their asses tenderly. She looked at the two, their bodies still joined but all fucking over, and she was glad. She always felt a warm feeling of satisfaction when she had managed to help two people fuck satisfactorily, and especially when she could have a part of the action herself.
«Well,» she said finally, «is he better than the dog?»
Nina looked up from where she'd rested her head on his shoulder.
«A lot better,» she said. «If I could keep his cock hard, I'd fuck him all the time.»
«You'd fuck anything you could get going all the time,» Sharon said, grinning at her friend and patting her tenderly the ass at the same time. «I know you too well, remember?»
«I know,» Nina said. She looked down at Gil. «Sharon and I have fucked together all over California.»
«Too bad you didn't let me know,» he said. «I would have been happy to join your parties.»
«We know now,» Sharon said. «Nina never told me about you before … but I never knew in the past why I couldn't get her away from the house before the mail came.»
Nina rolled off Gil slowly and looked at her friend.
«What do you want from us?» she asked, her hand trailing along Sharon's inner thigh.
«I'm just going to stretch out on my back and let the two of you be as creative as you can,» she said.
And when she was in position, the couple proved they were exceptionally creative when it came to finding new and different ways to bring Sharon's experienced body to climax.