While Ira, Nanette, Sydell, and Merton lay on the floor, the beginning of the next game was already in progress.
This was a sixty-nine contest. In this game, all climaxes counted, male and female. But it was a question of which couple would come first. The prize was a vibrating dildo for the winning female, and a French tickler for the winning male.
This time the contestants were Ernie and Felice against Buddy and Misty. Both men were experts, and both realized there was no need to hurry.
Buddy lay flat on the floor and Misty hovered above him, her head facing toward his groin. She let her small tits hang as best they could, rubbing her enlarged nipples against Buddy's lips. First one solid protrusion rubbed his lips, and then another. Buddy opened his mouth, letting his tongue snake out and lick each nipple as it slid by, causing arrows of electricity to charge trough each nipple.
She held her left nipple above his licking tongue for a few moments, then, when the sensation became too much to bear, she shifted and let his tongue lap at her right nipple. Soon both nipples were fully swollen, gorged with her own blood.
Now the thrills started spreading farther trough her body. She pressed her body harder against his face, pressing her right nipple deep into his mouth. His tongue sucked the titflesh between his teeth, rolling over it as it licked, and Misty gasped in delight.
Tugging her aroused tit from his mouth, she slid forward a little at a time, feeling his superb tongue lick across the flatness of her tummy.
Farther and farther along she moved, drawing her body along his, knowing in almost no time his talented, working mouth would soon be sunk deeply in the very pit of her flaming pussy.
She felt his hands slide up along her thighs, his fingers tightening their grip on the cheeks of her ass. As she ground her cunt against his face, his hands gripped her ass even more firmly as he tugged her down, bringing her hot beaver to his waiting lips. Her thighs spread wide, causing her pouting cuntlips to part, and their inner walls washed over his face, stopping their movement only when she felt his knifing tongue slice straight up and into her blazing cunt.
He was good, she decided. He was damn good. He was as good as Ira, and maybe even better. His lapping, searching, licking tongue was everywhere within her broiling cunt.
The swirling tongue moving in her cunt roused dormant feelings in Misty. She'd felt like this only when Ira had first started eating her, a long, long time ago. Her body arched up for a moment, pulling away from him. The titillation was too good. She was feeling something wild, yet she wasn't building toward a climax.
Her face hung above his rigid cock, but so far her mouth had made no move toward it. She was too concerned with her own satisfaction for the first time in her life. With Ira she would never have dared to think about self-gratification in any way.
Buddy, realizing she was not responding properly, gripped her asscheeks tightly again, and went into a hundred-and-eighty-degree turn, laying her flat on her back on the carpet while his swollen cock stabbed her in the face. His face sank into her bubbling cunt, anxiously mouthing and lapping it, letting his tongue roll over the hard, erect little clit. He slurped voraciously, feeding noisily like a hog at supper.
Misty felt his smooth, thick, lengthy cock brush against her lips. She stared at the swollen staff of his broad cock and the huge, pendulous balls. Her tongue lashed out and swiped across the bulging purple head already leaking its tasteless, colorless residue. Her hands went up to caress the iron-solid cockshaft, bringing it in line with her thin, red lips. The rubbery knob slipped into her mouth, and his cock felt so chewy she couldn't resist pressing it with her teeth. The pressure made more of his cockjuice seep out onto her hungry tongue.
Damn! she thought. It tasted good. It was every bit as good as Ira's, and even as good as Ernie's. It filled her mouth a bit more, being thicker than either of the other two, sliding across her tongue and down her gullet.
She sucked strongly, squeezing more of the colorless ointment onto her tongue, almost as if she were sucking on a tube of condensed nourishment. The pressure of her grasping lips forced the contents within into her hungry mouth.
The heavy cock slid partially out then slammed back in again, and she savored the sensation of the elastic glans pushing into the softness of her throat.
And for each move her head made, bobbing back and forth on the engulfed prick, Buddy's head made a countermove in her slavering pussy. His tongue swiped through the trench of her simmering cunt, licking deep into the recesses of her pussy, sucking out her cuntjuice.
Ernie and Felice had each had at least one orgasm each that night, and unless both were superhuman, they too would be sucking for quite a while before coming.
Felice and Ernie had started a bit differently than Buddy and Misty. Felice was lying on the sofa and Ernie was standing over her. Felice had her tingling, slender fingers surrounding Ernie's growing cock, stroking and tickling it, though she occasionally gave the hardening cock a sadistic tug because she was impatient.
"You have a nice cock," she whispered, a gleam in her eyes as her other hand now began cupping his ball-heavy sac, lightly squeezing them, creating a mild sensation of pleasant pain shooting through Ernie's crotch.
"And you have a gorgeous set of tits," Ernie replied, staring down at the full, round, swollen orbs. Each tit was a white globe of perfection with silver-dollar-sized areolas of rich pink. And in the middle of those areolas were her solid, reddish nipples.
"My body pleases you?" she asked coquettishly, her one hand tugging vigorously on his now-standing prick while her other hand held his balls, applying just enough pressure to rouse him to greater heights. Her tugging pulled him even closer to the couch. His eyes feasted on the wide-open pinkness between her thighs. She had one leg up on the back of the sofa and the other trailing on the floor. Her blonde bush of curly cunt hair let him know she was a genuine blonde.
"Your body could bring a dead man to life," Ernie murmured.
He could see the syrup forming on Felice's puffy cuntlips, seeping from the pinkness between them, glistening as it dripped on the sofa. Now she had lowered her leg from the top of the sofa and was teasing him by opening and closing her thighs while she was squeezing his balls.
"When I suck your cock do you want me to bite it?" she asked.
"Yes," Ernie nodded. "I want you to bite my cock and suck my balls," he told her, watching her thighs open and close more rapidly, feeling his genuine hunger for her build higher. Her beautiful lower body looked startlingly erotic.
Then the thighs parted widely and her dew-filled pussy was completely exposed to his hungry eyes again. He found her Mound of Venus as arousing as her sweet cuntlips, and as her passion for him increased, he saw the cuntlips oozing with juice. It looked sweet and glistening.
Her swollen tits bobbled excitingly as she squealed, "Now, Ernie. Now. Climb on me and ram that luscious cock down my throat and shove your head into my boiling cunt. Now!"
"Now!" Ernie echoed, climbing onto her, facing her deep pink gash.
"Now!" she repeated as his knees straddled her lovely blonde head. "I want to suck that cock until it's bone-dry, while I stare at your balls and your asshole. Maybe I can't fuck your asshole, but I can sure lick it."
She almost snorted when Ernie's face sank between her thighs and licked her burning pussy with the sweet, syrupy flow bubbling from it. Her white, creamy thighs compressed tightly around his ears, and he couldn't hear a thing.
"Yowww!" she screamed, as his tongue sliced through her fleshy pussy. His chin rubbed solidly against her already extended clitoris, and he could feel her soft, mossy pussy hair rub against his throat.
The touch of her hair against his face excited Ernie with passion, and he used his tongue to spear deeply into her, sucking out huge quantities of her cuntjuice. He drank deeply, and it still wasn't enough. He wanted more.
Felice's tongue wrapped itself around his fleshy prick, taking a firm hold on the flanged ridge of the swollen corona.
"Mmmmmmm," was all she could say with his solid meat encased in her mouth.
Her ardor was becoming more and more intense as his thrusting tongue whirled around inside her pussy, flushing it out.
When the flashing tongue came out of her cunt and went to work on her clit, Felice began moaning. The taste of her delightful cunt made his tongue scoop through her stretched cuntlips again and again, making her slam her crotch into his well-oiled face.
"Oh Jesus!" she was yelling. "This is so great!" He began churning his hips as if trying to screw his thick cock down her throat. A chilling thrill went through him as he felt his balls slap against her chin. Her hands reached around and squeezed his ass, letting one of her fingers rub against his quivering asshole.
His mouth continued sucking her snatch, his slithering tongue thrusting deeply into the honeyed pit. Then it withdrew and whirled around her strumming clit, causing her to arch her back and push her creaming cunt against his face. His hands had to tighten their hold on her luscious ass in order to steady her.
His forefinger was seeking the tight entrance to her hot rectum, pressing against the constricted asshole. Finding the anus too tight and dry, his finger fucked into her cunt for a few seconds, then withdrew and returned to her asshole while his tongue sank all the way back into her pussy.
Then his finger pushed into the tight, grasping shithole, ramming all the way in, making her buck uncontrollably.
Felice had Ernie's full length of hardened cock filling her mouth and part of her throat. She sucked the prick with energetic gusto, chewing on the hairy base. Then she pulled the lengthy cock out of her mouth and began lapping his balls, making them tighten and draw up against his body. He shook as she took some of the loose scrotal skin between her teeth, nipping and pulling on the hairs. Ernie could feel his cock whack against her chin as her hand began rubbing it.
She finally released his balls and pulled him down even more, staring, directly into his asshole. Then her tongue leaped out and attacked it, pushing against the resisting elastic ring of his sphincter.
Ernie felt as if someone were trying to shove an electric prod up his ass. He continued pushing his finger in and out of her rectal cavity.
Felice squealed and withdrew her tongue from Ernie's asshole so she could replace it with her finger again. She drove the finger straight in, feeling him buck hard as her digit rammed home. At the same time she rotated her cunt against his lusting tongue, feeling an orgasm beginning to build in her oversensitive cunt. The flaming core of her pussy accepted his lashing tongue as he sucked out the tantalizing flow of juices.
Ernie realized he had her going good, now. There was every probability he could make her come quickly by chewing on her fully-extended clit and shoving two fingers into her pussy, while another finger continued working in her anal canal. But her climaxing without him was no good. No, Ernie decided to hold her orgasm back a little longer.
Felice's thighs surrounded Ernie's face, her squeezing asshole shoving back hard on his finger as she returned her head between his wide-open thighs, her finger tilling his asshole and her other hand tightly gripping the solid base of his hard cock.
Ernie was sucking on her sweet cuntlips while his left forefinger continued fucking between her heavenly white asscheeks, naming deeper and deeper into her asshole.
"Oh Jesus!" Felice was yelling. "Great God!" she cried, her finger violently shoving in and out of Ernie's rectum while her mouth became filled with his long, thick cock. She crammed the entire length of meat into her mouth and down her throat, squeezing the softness of her throat around the rubbery head. She was rubbing and humping her pussy against his mouth and tongue, actually forcing her cuntlips into his wide-open mouth.
Meanwhile, Buddy was rhythmically punching his hard cock deep into Misty's throat. His mouth was bathed with Misty's juices as she was reaching one hasty pinnacle after another without stopping. He knew, all he had to do was climax once, and the whole thing would be over. This was probably the wildest piece of ass he'd ever known, and he had known more than his share of women.
Buddy felt the mad thrill begin surging inside him. He was going to come, and it was all due to the splendid way Misty was gobbling his cock. He shot his wad deep into Misty's throat at the same time Ernie unleashed his spunk into Felice's gullet. And the blonde matched him by coming, herself.
It was a tie.