She was lying on her back on the big bed, her brother-in-law poised above her, Dianne on her right, Mr. Giddings behind Dianne and toying with her cunt.
"Ready, baby?" Dave asked.
She nodded, but she was more than ready. Her cunt tingled and ached, ready to take his bold cock into her. He had rubbed the head on her clit until she felt ready to explode. She wanted him now!
He thumbed open the waiting labia and gently guided the point of his cock to her cunt. He stopped, letting her accustom herself to his smooth, hard length, while he bathed in her liquid heat. He smiled reassuringly at her as he raised himself fully up on his extended arms. Then he began to slowly lower himself, letting his pelvis increase the pressure of his cock against the door to her cunt.
Her head was turned to watch Dianne. Mr. Giddings was pumping in and out of her, doggie-fashion. Both of them were watching her closely. She turned her head back to watch Dave's face above her, which was also intent on her reaction. Her pleasure increased, but the pain did too. At first it had been only a mild discomfort which distracted little, but now it was matching the rise of her excitement. His cock was flattening itself in its attack on her maidenhead, and the pressure was too much. The dull pain became torture as her cherry stretched, and she cried out.
"No! It hurts!"
He drew back. "Damn, rye never heard of such a difficult virgin. Here, maybe this will help." He reached over and took a jar from the bedside table.
"What's that?"
"It's a lubricant, like Vaseline only not so greasy." He spread it liberally on his cock, then on her cunt. Damn, he thought, my finger will hardly go into her! But he succeeded in spreading some of the clear jelly into her shaking box.
"Now, we'll try again."
He began slowly again, as if he were going to repeat his previous attack. But he knew that to go slow with her would only prolong the initial pangs. He tensed his buttocks as he prepared for the thrust to follow. Then, in one swift lunge, he sent his oily cock against the membrane. There was a second of tight resistance, and then he was through! Through, and into the exquisitely soft tightness of her virgin cunt.
He had to fight down the impulse to pull out and drive his cock into her again, to feel that slithery tightness glide over him again. But he knew that would only cause her more pain, and he remained motionless.
Bobbi uttered a piercing scream. "Ooohhhh! It hurts, it hurts!"
"I know," he whispered. "But it won't again." He was right. He was so big in her, it felt like he filled her belly. The moment of intense pain was gone, replaced by a voluptuousness that teemed in her. It was done! The liquor made her mind swirl, but her dizziness stemmed from the fleshy spear that had invaded her cunt.
He did not move for a moment. Then he eased his cock to the entrance of her tight cunt. The movement made her tense and moan. When she relaxed again, he slid back into her easily, with no hymen now to block his way. This time her moans came only from the delicious feeling of strangeness that overwhelmed her. She was accustoming herself to the newness of having him inside her. The muscles of her channel flexed to accommodate the thick length of his cock, making him shiver.
His cock was now moving more and more easily in her cunt. He worked in and out slowly, and there was no irritating friction because of the lubricant. After several slow strokes, her hips bounded up to meet him. There were not any traces of pain or reluctance now. Those feelings were being buried under the mounting layers of her new-found responsiveness.
"I-I like it! It feels so good!"
"You see what I mean, honey?" Dianne said. "There's nothing like a good stiff prick inside you to bust your cookies!" The man ramming his cock into her splayed cunny seemed to agree, because he was emitting a series of desperate grunts.
Bobbi undulated her hips experimentally, testing the limits of her resilient cuntal walls. She felt his prick probe into her, but there was no unpleasantness any more, only a difference in pressures. Her fiery vaginal nerves registered every change, and then he began to stroke in and out of her. She wanted him, all of him!
"Now! Give it to me!"
He was possessed by a primitive, animal lust. He swept into her, then out, then in again. With each stroke, she seemed to accept a little more of his pistoning cock. She was opening up gradually and joyfully as he plumbed her depths.
Suddenly, she felt a hand on her stomach. It was her sister! From her stomach the hand went to the tense clit at the top of her slit to tease the protruding button. She opened her mouth to protest, but only an amazed gasp escaped her lips. She felt like a sacrificial victim on an altar of pleasure, surrendering herself to the powerful elements which whirled around her.
Finally, his pubic hair was rubbing into hers. In the process, he was bumping into the finger which was stroking her sensitive clitty, driving it down on the pink spike. Her body bucked and jerked to meet his plunging strokes, and the double stimulation was more than she could take. She felt the hurricane of her orgasm rushing up on her, and she screamed in passionate abandon as it swept her away.
Dave felt the almost painful intensity of the pleasure building up within him. Her orgasmic spasms breached the final wall of his defenses, and he gratefully exploded at last into her clutching, enclosing cunt with incredible force. Currents of liquid fire coursed through his cock and out the tiny hole at the tip. He embraced her as he shook out the last pulses of his come. As hr did, he felt his wife's hand slip out from between them as their bodies hugged each other.
He lingered in he, but his prick began to shrink. She groaned at the friction the involuntarily recoiling cock caused. Her pussy was contacting to fit the smaller shape, but in so doing, she was pushing his cock out of her cunt. She felt uncomfortably empty as he popped out moistly from her.
"Is that all?" she asked him.
"Is that all?" he laughed. "Wasn't that enough?"
"Oh, I loved it! But I mean I want you to put it in me again. What can I do to make it hard again?"
"You'll have to wait a minute for that. Dianne, you've created a monster!"
"She doesn't seem horrible to me, honey! Let Paul screw her now, if she wants more! I love to watch!" She jerked forward, dislodging his huge cock from her cunt.
"Yes!" Bobbi panted. His massive size no longer scared her. It excited her!
"Hey!" he moaned. He had been almost ready to come and was barely aware of what was happening. He wished he had been in the other man's place, fucking the hell out of that pretty chick! But he loved Dianne's cunt, too. The combination of watching the brunette and putting it to her sister had almost sent him over the top.
Dianne looked at him coquettishly. "Bobbi wants you to screw her now. What do you say?"
"Hell, yes!" he said, getting off the bed. Now was his chance!
"Wait a minute," Dianne panted. "I have an idea. Paul, you lay down where Bobbi was. That way she can be on top and do just what she wants. And while you two are fucking, you can lick my pussy!"
He lay down and the younger girl mounted him. His prick was still wet with Dianne's vaginal moisture, and Bobbi traced a slick line around the flared edge of his head. She moved forward slightly and pushed its length into her pussy crevice. She pressed the underside hard with the palm of her hand, forcing the glans against her pointy clit. The shimmering jolts of pleasure were starting again! Now she realized what she had been missing all along.
She slid back along his thighs until his cock pointed at her clit. Then she moved upward until his cock could just nudge the opening that hungered to be filled again. Remember how the other man had entered her, she pawed, then sat down rapidly on him, his upright tool bludgeoning up her cunt.
Another cry came from her. Again there was initial pain – after all, his cock was larger. It was like losing her cherry all over again. His cock was also somewhat longer; she could see that before, but now she felt it. She sank down even further, continually thinking that she could go no more, but reluctant to halt. As the rigid pole went deeper into her, the pain vanished. She sat full on him, and felt his velvety tip bump her cervix. It could have hurt, but she kept control of the pressure.
He wanted desperately to lunge upward into her warm cunt, but her weight on his legs prevented him from moving his body. Instead, he bent from the waist, and his hands passed the bouncing masses of her tithes that he had wanted to hold for so long. They were beautifully formed, and firm. The edges of his hand strokes the sensitive sides of her jugs while he rolled the stiff nipples between two fingers.
Dianne had watched excitedly as the couple began their sex play. She had groaned along with her sister as the big cock furrowed her pussy lips. Her sister's clit was now standing out as she undulated on the joystick. So was hers – it jutted out demandingly, asking its due. Dianne positioned herself over Paul's face and then lowered her midsection to the waiting lips.
She jerked back up quickly. His probing tongue had gone right to her clit!
"Lick me easy, baby. Lick me slow."
She lowered herself back down, tense in expectation of another sharp contact. But this time he lapped at her slit, then darted his tongue deep into her crease. She twisted her torso at the sweet oral agony he was causing and she felt her breasts swing lusciously. When he made his tongue stiff, she impaled herself on it, and it spread her twat open. It felt as hard as his prick!
Paul removed his hands from Bobbi's breasts and grasped the twin globes of her sister's buttocks. Bobbi was now moving up and down slowly on his shaft, her pelvis twisting from side to side when she reached the top of an upstroke. Her fiercely hot cuntal walls clung to him like a tight rubber glove. He dipped his middle finger into her freely running cunt juices, then pulled aside one ass cheek. He drew a line from the end of her cunt, over her tightly closed anus, and up to her tailbone. Then, slowly, he went back down, stopping at the pulsing anal ring to tease in circles over the wrinkled flesh. He stopped his mouth action for a second to let her relax, then drilled his finger into her asshole. She moaned loudly, and he began suckling with renewed vigor. His finger moved in her backside, testing the give and pull of her sphincter as it tensed and unclenched in an obscene rhythm.
The cry of surprise and pleasure caught Bobbi off-guard. The man was putting his finger in her sister's asshole!
"Dianne, are you all right?"
"Oh… uh… uh, uhnngh… oh, yes, honey, I'm fine! You should try it!" Her voice died into incoherent moans.
Bobbi did not know what to think. Having a man's prick in her cunt was one thing, but having something in her asshole would be different! But she could no longer withhold herself from the insane prodding in her quaking honeypot. She pitched forward, supporting just enough of her weight with her hands on her sister's hunching buttocks to keep her balance. Her hips began to move up and down, Paul's pecker sliding lewdly in and out of her pussy.
Dave had fully recovered from his previous fucking, and his prick was as hard and as ready as ever. A drop of moisture hung on the tip. He watched Bobbi's beautiful ass move up and down slowly. He had already gotten her virginity once today, why not again?
He got a couple pillows and placed them on the floor at the foot of the bed. By standing on them he was just the right height. He applied more of the slippery cream to his cock. Nobody in the writhing mass of people took any notice of what he was doing – they were too lost in their own sensual world.
He stepped up on the pillows and surveyed the enticing expanse of the girl's tempting ass. The height was perfect. Her asshole was a hairless pinkish-brown pucker that was fully exposed to him by her bent-over posture.
She clenched her buttocks together as his thumb played over the hard node. The man below her groaned at the added constriction of her cunt.
"What-what are you doing?" she sputtered.
"I went in by the front door first," he said, "now I'm going to try the back door."
The idea made her panic. But there was little she could do about it. Strangely, the flat of his thumb felt good as he teased over the hard knot of muscle. Then he was pressing directly on the spot, wiggling his thumb to open up the closed hole, sending delicious, feverish chills through her body.
"Try to relax. It will be easier that way."
She swallowed hard and tried to do as he said. But her body was like one raw, exposed nerve ending that quivered for sex. It was hard to relax. But with almost contradictory effort, she willed her ass muscles to loosen. Immediately as she did so, she felt his thumb wriggle into the lax channel. It took all her effort to remain still and not clench her muscles. Paul was moving below her, trying to thrust his cock into her cunt. She began to tremble uncontrollably, and still the finger wriggled further into her slippery rectum. Then her control unwound, and every muscle in her body clenched!
When he felt the contraction, his thumb was in her ass almost as far as it would go. He pulled it from her quickly at that moment, and she cried out loudly.
"Ooohhhh! Yes, yes, do it again! It's wonderful!"
He opened her buttocks, then put his cock against her anus. He waited until he felt her relax, then sent his cock into her asshole.
The head penetrated the lubricated channel easily, then she clamped down on him as if she had changed her mind, and cried out again, louder this time. He moved back and forth slowly, seeking to soothe the roughness of the first moment with the pleasure of deeper, smoother penetration.
At first it felt like he was ripping her apart! A burning, violent pain racked her bowels and almost brought team to her eyes. But as he moved gently in her, the horribly intense moment passed and she felt soothing warmth spread from her tight anal opening to her cunt. The feeling of two cocks sliding over the thin wall that separated her vagina from her rectum was indescribably exciting! She moved again, urging the man behind her to deepen and quicken his strokes. He did, and she knew she was going to come!
"Oh God, ooohhh, shit. I'm coming!"
She jerked crazily, shaking and quivering in her ecstasy. Dave's excitement made him jerk too, and his wildly ejaculating cock came out of her warm ass. Spurt after gushing spurt flew out of his prick, covering her flanks with dripping rivulets of jism. At the same time inside her, Paul's massive weapon shot off explosively, sending a massive amount of spermy discharge into her. In spite of her weight, his powerful muscles heaved her into the air a few inches.
"Oh yes, come, sweet come!" Dianne yelled. Paul's jutting chin thrust into her pussy as his finger drilled her asshole insanely. She fell forward into a shuddering ball of sexual energy, her universe exploding and shattering into a billion multi-colored pieces.
Dave slumped onto the bed. They all lay there panting, resting after their draining exertions. Gradually, they drifted back to their surroundings.
"Jesus!" Dianne sighed. "I don't know which was better – Paul's pussy sucking, or listening to the rest of you!"
"I know what was best," Paul said. "Fucking Bobbi's tight cunt!"
"Don't forget her ass," Dave breathed. "It's even tighter!"
"How about you, Bobbi?" Dianne asked. "What do you think? Hey, where are you going? Tired of us old folks?"
Bobbi stopped at the door and smiled. "Nowhere. I loved it. I've never felt like that before. But I have some thinking to do."
She turned and left the bedroom. Yes, she did have some thinking to do.
She had some making um to do, too.
She hesitated in front of the telephone, then picked up the receiver and dialed.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Ron, this is Bobbi. Are you busy tonight?"
"Well, uh – no," he stammered, "not really. I'm just sitting there watching the tube. You know."
"Good. Listen, could you please come over to my sister's place? I heed to talk to you, bad. Will you come?"
He couldn't believe his ears! He wouldn't have to wait another day; he would get what he wanted tonight! It wouldn't be a difficult thing to maneuver her out of the house.
"Sure, sure, no problem. I'm, uh, I'm glad you called. Just give me a few minutes to dress, and…"
"No need for that," she giggled.
"What?"
"Nothing. Just get over as soon as you can, OK? See you in a while."
She hung up and smiled to herself. Boy, was he in for a surprise. But he deserved it, after all the shit she had put him through. Well, tonight would be his night. And hers, too. She would take a quick shower to freshen up, tell the others what was going on, and meet him at the door. It was a wicked, wonderful idea that excited her.