Her body and cunt sated, Vanessa lowered onto Calvin and the two of them smooched affectionately. Behind her, Samantha pulled his spent cock from her cunt and avidly sucked the tasty jizz from the shaft and drew a few drops from inside it as well. Then Samantha lifted her mouth to Vanessa's cunt and started licking away the cum oozing out of her as well.
"Let me say what a pleasure it is to meet such an open-minded pair of ladies like yourselves," Calvin said.
"You're kind of fun yourself," Vanessa replied.
"I think it's great, the way you can share like you do."
"Why not? We're friends, after all."
"Maybe there's a reason in it for me."
"How do you mean?"
"I've got a friend too," he answered. Just then Samantha was pulling herself up alongside the two of them, and she joined in the conversation. "Thinking of calling the next few shots?" she asked him sweetly.
"It's my turn, isn't it?"
"What have you got in mind?"
"Just a little more sharing. I think I'm gonna need same reinforcements to handle you two anyway."
"I don't think any of us believes that," Vanessa said. "But if you'd like to introduce us to your friend, we wouldn't mind."
"Absolutely," Samantha concurred. "You haven't let us down so far. Call him up. Get his ass over here."
His name was Marty. Roughly Calvin's age and size, he had a more indoorsy, brainy look about him. Not as cute but handsome in his own way. He had dark, curly hair and a dazzling smile.
Samantha, Calvin and Vanessa all greeted him at the door. Stark naked, they had just come from a refreshing shower. Marty didn't seem to mind their appearance a bit.
Vanessa took an immediate liking to him and left Calvin's side to pair herself off with the new arrival. Together they went to the bedroom. Calvin and Samantha soon became entwined on the bed while Vanessa and Marty stood to one side, getting acquainted as she undressed him.
Flatteringly, he feasted his eyes on her body as closely as she did his. It reminded her just how much she needed male attention, and helped make clear just how drab her marriage had become. If she hadn't married out of love she would have divorced Leonard ages ago.
Standing close to Marty, pressing her meaty tits into his chest, she slid her hands down under his briefs, pushing them from his ass as she did so. "Not too fast for you, I hope," she murmured.
His hands were comfortably on her waist. "Just fine. The way Calvin talked about you on the phone I was ready for anything and everything."
She smiled devilishly. "I'll try not to let you down," she said, and engaged him in a lasting smooch. Their tongues met and flirted, and their vibes began to connect, and she knew it was going to be good with him.
Over on the bed, Samantha and Calvin were necking rather intently. Lying together on their sides, Calvin sneaked a hand down her slowly undulating body to her ass. Groping a jutting cheek, he worked his fingers into her crack.
Samantha's insides drew tighter as she wondered if he was going to do what she thought he was going to do. When the tip of his middle finger reached her asshole, she knew he was. He flicked his tip against her asshole and she squirmed.
"I've been wondering when you'd get around to trying that," she murmured.
"Think you can take it?" he asked.
"With your cock? I'm not so sure."
"Don't underestimate yourself," he answered easily, sounding like he knew something she didn't.
"I guess I'm just suffering from virgin nerves."
"We don't have to," be said considerately. She hugged herself closer. "I want to do everything with you, my fine young stud."
He kissed her on the mouth and promised, "I'm gonna take good care of you. The best."
"Where do we stand?"
First he had her turn over and lie with her back to him. She tucked her ass out in offering. From somewhere behind him he brought out a small jar of lubrication. He opened it and took a dab onto his forefinger and touched it to her asshole.
Samantha squirmed, turning almost giddy with anticipation. She was relaxed all over, trusting him completely. It came to her that she had really been looking forward to this moment. It was breaking new, unexplored ground.
Calvin's finger touched her asshole and she tingled erotically as he dabbed lubrication onto and into her tiny opening. His motions were gentle, expert. He really was going to take good care of her.
Head up on a pillow, Samantha watched Vanessa and Marty. The blonde woman had pushed his briefs to his thighs and was openly fondling his hardening prick as she tongue kissed him.
Samantha was glad to have her best friend here with her. It simply felt right, there was no other explaining it. They had always been close but now were even closer. It was fitting that they shared in everything.
Feeling Marty's cock growing and growing in her hand was not enough for Vanessa. She had to have it rowing inside her. In her mouth.
She pulled her lips from his and slid down his body onto her knees. Settling her wide ass onto her heels, she drew his cock forward by hand and fed it into her mouth. Taking hold of his balls, she held him inside her as she drew on his responding meat like a suckling calf.
Marty's cock grew with each suck, filling Vanessa's mouth and sliding into the curve of her throat. She rocked her head back, holding her lips tightly to his cock-shaft to stretch out the pliant cock-meat.
The cock filled with steel in response to Vanessa's heartfelt suction and began to throb with excitement. She knew how that felt – her pussy was already pulsating with growing cock lust – and she knew what she wanted to do next.
Vanessa backed off from Marty's hard cock and stroked it with a hand as she looked up at him. "Now fuck me," she said throatily. "I'm as hot for it as you are."
Dropping her hand, she turned away from him, her ass lifting into the air as she rolled up onto her knees. Elbows up on the edge of the bed, she curved her body and pushed her womanly ass out in offering.
Marty settled on his knees behind her. His hands slid over the smoothness of her ass-cheeks and onto her hips, and he held her there as he brought his flared cock-head up to her dewy fuck-slit.
"Deep, lover," she said over a shoulder, "sink it deep. Ram it up into me!"
As soon as his cock-head was into her opening and she was stretched open, his hips drove forward and he lanced her voluptuous body with his fiery prick. She went into a curve, her head straining way back, and a delicious groan welled up out of her throat.
Watching all this, Samantha now squirmed with impatience. She wanted to get pronged like that, only, up her ass.
Calvin had been preparing her. Easing his finger in and out of her asshole, he had gotten her to play with her pussy to build up her excitement. Now he could sense her readiness.
"Up on your knees, beautiful," he murmured against an ear.
With a girlish eagerness, Samantha complied. His finger slipped from her asshole and, looking back over a shoulder, she saw him briskly rub some lubrication onto his extended cock-meat. He had gotten hard just playing with her. Calvin placed both hands about her waist and moved up onto his knees behind her. Keen with anticipation, Samantha dropped onto her elbows. Unsatisfied with that, she dropped her face to the bedding and reached back to take hold of her ass-cheeks and pull them apart. If there could have been any doubts left in him they were swiftly erased. She wanted him bad.
Over by the corner of the bed, Vanessa had a perfect view of what was happening between Samantha and Calvin. She watched in fascination as his greased fuck-pole went to her equally slicked asshole. She saw the point go into the small hole, saw his cock bend slightly as he pressed on, saw Samantha's shitter seem to swallow his cock-head in and then take the cockshaft itself.
"Ooohhh," Samantha gasped. "Ooohhh, it's happening! I'm taking cock up my ass and I'm loving it! Oh honey, I'm loving every bit of it! More… more…"
The look of rapture on the brunette's face would have sparked out fight envy in Vanessa if Marty hadn't been fucking her so delightfully.
After his first deeply penetrating drive, he had treated her to more of the same. Each thrust seemed to send his cock deeper, and even though his hips were smacking up against her asscheeks, the feeling did not leave her. Her eyes closed as rapture of her own took hold and she as much as forgot about Samantha and Calvin.
Another section of Calvin's prick-meat slid into Samantha and she crooned her approval. Then at long last she felt the tickle of his pubic hair on her inner ass-cheeks and the glowing heat of his balls on the folds of her cunt. She sighed happily.
Samantha moved both hands from her ass onto Calvin's thighs and she pulled him up close against her upturned cheeks. For long moments she simply held him there, content to just have him ail the way up her shit-chute.
"Am I bad enough for you?" she asked.
"You're bad to perfection," he answered, rubbing his hands up and down her back with slow, massaging caresses.
"I love your cock. I love how it fills me up, stretches me out, makes me feel all hot and horny."
"How about letting me fuck you some. See how you like that."
Smiling, Samantha dropped her hands from his thighs and stretched both arms way up over her head. She felt him pull from her, his hard flesh grinding perversely in the incredibly tight sheath of her shit-chute.
"Nnnnnn," Samantha gurgled. "I love it already."
"Fantastic ass."
"I think I can take real fucking," she said then. "Will you do that for me?"
"That's my girl," he answered. Bringing the ridge of his cock out to her entrance, he pushed back in without delay, sinking all the way in again with a determined drive.
"Ooooohhhh, yeah, that's what I want. Keep doing that to me. I'm gonna cream in no time."
Through somewhat dazed eyes, Vanessa watched Calvin's cock flow smoothly in and out of her lady-friend's asshole. It appeared so simple and Samantha looked so delighted that Vanessa felt terribly drawn in. She wanted to try it on herself.
But that cock running in and out of her pussy was awfully good. And she was pretty turned on. Going anal now would be like changing horses in mid-stream, or like starting over just when everything was going great. It would be better to wait.
"Love it," she gasped wantonly. "Love your cock."
"Harder?" Marty asked.
"Oh yes," she hissed. "Anything you want."
The tempo of his fucking did increase noticeably, and pleasurably. It was simple, direct, nothing fancy about it. It was hot, hard fucking, like a stud servicing a mare in heat. And what fun. Vanessa had never known that sheer debauchery could be so down-to-earth wonderful.
Bit by bit Samantha found the bravado to get both elbows planted on the bedding and start rocking back to meet the steady drives of Calvin's hips and cock. She joined in the fucking and doubled the excitement of it.
"Never knew it could be such a turn-on," she said with near breathlessness, arousal whipping through her system. "Nnnnn, mmmmm, shit yes, this is good! Fuck me, stud! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…"
Abruptly she bounded up onto straight arms, planting her hands on the bed, fingers clawing into the covers. Her body twisted and writhed as she ran herself back on Calvin's prick time after time. Her head tossed and whipped about, gorgeous face contorting with passions.
For her part, Vanessa was just as far gone. Marty was punching and pounding her depths into submission, and the fiery climax buried in there was that close to being drilled loose. Her fingers were clawing at the bedsheets too, and she thought how kicky it would be for her and Samantha to come at the same time – on different cocks.
Samantha shot a hand back between her thighs and began to frig wildly at her cunt. She couldn't wait any longer, had to come. She closed two fingers on her clit and whipped it up and down, frantically trying to pull her trigger.
Vanessa saw what Samantha was doing and knew that it would work for her as well. She sought and found her sweetly stinging clit and went after it with a horny determination.
Samantha cried out. And then the vivid surges of completion lanced her climaxing body, stifling her with their over-powering energy.
Not far away, Vanessa came under the wracking tide of her climax. Her body bucked and lurched as it tore through her in wave upon wave of exploding sensations. Her clamping pussy went wild on Marty's driving cock, and fairly dripped with flowing cum.
Their fantastic bodies shivering with the pleasure of after-come, faces pink, eyes glazed, Vanessa and Samantha cooed with unfettered delight. Their gazes met and locked, and they shared a smile and a look of mutual empathy.
"You really hit a big one that time, didn't you," Vanessa observed.
"You look pretty pleased yourself," Samantha responded. "Good cock?"
"Very pleasing," Vanessa murmured. She glanced at Calvin's prick as he eased it in and out of Samantha's ass with soothing gentleness. "How about a trade?" she said then, returning her gaze to Samantha's.
"Nmmmmmm, yeah," Samantha enthused. "I want you to try this cock on for size – in your ass."
"I'm willing," Vanessa said to that, then turned to Marty. "How about something fresh?"
His eyes went to Samantha and brightened. "How about it," he said eagerly.
Vanessa pulled herself from his hard-on and moved up onto the bed. In front of her Samantha wiggled off Calvin's magnificent prick, and Vanessa moved into a crouch before him.
He already had his jar of lubrication in hand and promptly swabbed a dollop into her virgin asshole. Vanessa thrilled to the illicit feelings of his finger as he worked slickness into her shit-chute.
To her side, Samantha lay back on the bed and Marty moved up over her. On knees and hands, hips lowering, his cock was sticking out at a terrifically virile angle. Vanessa watched it go directly to Samantha's wide-open cunt and she wiggled shamelessly before Calvin.
"Give it to me!" she panted. "Stick my ass with your cock!"
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, she felt the burn of his cock-head on her asshole. It actually took her breath away for an instant. She was going to get ass-fucked and could hardly believe it.
Calvin's cock pressed forward, gently but firmly opening her up and coming inside with its musky, slick heat. The slide of his slicked flesh on her own sent horny sensations through Vanessa and as she realized that she was more sensitive in there than she had expected she knew it was going to be great.
As Calvin pressed on, Vanessa gave another wriggled and leaned back on hands and knees. The sudden quickening of the penetration made her gasp with delight.
"Shit this is getting good," she breathed. "Ooooooh, lover, fuck me with your big cock! Fuck me like a bitch, you hear?"
He chuckled, running open hands over her body. "I hear, and don't worry, you'll get what's coming to you!"
Samantha was getting blissfully fucked beside Vanessa and Calvin, with Marty in a push-up position and letting his hips crash onto her upturned ass. Her legs were high in the air and waving about.
Vanessa caught her attention with a look. "Should I be feeling as bad as I do?"
"The badder the better," Samantha assured with a gleeful leer.
Vanessa moaned her excitement and rocked her rounded ass back into the nook of Calvin's hips. She pound snugly up against him, reveling in her ability to take all of his cock. Then she wanted to fuck all of it, and she lurched forward.
They, found a comfortable rhythm and Vanessa gave herself over to it. She closed her eyes and let her instincts and impulses take over. Body writhing and twisting, moaning with heavenly arousal, she fucked and was fucked, and it couldn't have been more grand.