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….We all decided this story should be told. I’m Jenna and I got picked to write it in the computer. We all smiled thinking back to when it began. I thought back to where to start.
….I met Randi as she lived next door to me. Tom lived on the other side, my boyfriend. We were all in our teens and it was that time in life when girls get curious about other girls. Randi and I had heard the story’s at school about girl on girl sex and Randi and I were just at the age when it got curious to us. Randi was a shy, introverted girl. A plain dresser and no boyfriends. She had reddish hair, bigger tits than me and was a sexy girl past the plain look.
…We decided to do a sleepover so we could play computer games late. I put on my tiny nightie and tiny panties. Randi wore big sloppy pajamas. As the night went on and we lay beside each other, the talk turned to sex. She asked me lots of questions about boyfriend Tom and what we did. I told her we had been having sex for a while now and it was great. She said she had not had sex with anyone.
…. I got in a mood and said I would show her how Tom feels me up. She got all excited and watch me get naked. I wanted to see her naked too, but she wouldn’t. I got my self hot, in hopes to make her hot too watching me play with myself. Finally she started playing with her tits and pussy, but over her pajamas. I saw a lump starting to build in her panties. She noticed me look at it and explained.
… She said: “I have a really big clit, and it gets big as we do this.” I was dying to see it and I started in rubbing her leg. I put her hand on my tits and said how much secret fun this was. She was really breathing hard now and put her hand on my pussy and rubbed it. When I did the same to her she gasp big and squirmed. The lump was real big now.
….Finally she stopped, took a big breath and said: “Jenna, you have to promise me to keep this just between us…ok?” I said: “Sure Randi, what is it?” She said she had more than just a big clit, it was a penis, and that she had both a pussy and a penis.
….She told of how she was born with it and only her mom and dad knew. As she grew up and started getting sexual feelings for guys, her pussy would start to get wet like other girls. When she started getting aroused over girls, her penis started to get big. She wore thick tight panties to hide it. She told me that I was the first one to start to making her penis get big a while back. The more she was around me the more it happened. She now figured it was time to trust me not to tell her condition.
….I gulped. My hand was feeling her ‘big clit’ which had grown into a penis now. I didn’t even ask, I just reached in her panties and felt it bare skin. We pulled her pajama’s and panties down and there it was, just like Toms, with a pussy right underneath it. I felt everything as we both got real turned on. I had to go take a look. She slow stroked her penis as I spread her legs apart. I had never taken a close look at another girl pussy before, and doing this was making me very horny.
… I wanted to touch it and ….so I did. Randi liked it and let me touch her all I wanted and then…stroke her penis with her. She whispered for me to turn around so she could see my pussy close up. I did and spread my legs wide for her. Shy Randi was now bold and excited and got on her all fours on top of me. She began fingering my pussy.
….It felt wonderful like when Tom does it. I was very wet as I looked up at her pussy and penis which was now erect. The wet look of her pussy was turning me on. We let our fingers do the feeling for our first time, plus, I had penis to play with also ….I was in ‘girl and guy’ heaven at the same time.
….That first time was a really high turn on for us both. The high was building in us both. I rubbed her clit and let my fingers enter her wet pussy. I love fingering her inside her warm pussy. She was doing the same to me as we were breathing hard and little moans were so hot as we played. I wondered what was going to happen next as the high was pushing for more.
….Randi’s shaky arms went slowly down and now her head was resting next to my pussy. I could feel her heavy breath on my pubic hair. I opened my legs wide and raised my pussy up. She moved in and just touched her tongue to my clit. I let her know I liked that with a good moan. I slowly pulled her pussy down to me and I let my tongue slide up her wet slit. From there we just dived in and did our first pussy lick. I held her penis and stroked it.
….Tom liked his to be sucked so I figured she would too. She had never had anyone suck on her penis. I gently moved so it went in my mouth. She was shaking all over slightly now. She slowly began to fuck my mouth. Her moans were awesome. Now she had 3 fingers in me and it felt hot and exciting. She started using her fingers and tongue as she started fucking my mouth faster. I worked my fingers in her pussy as I sucked her good.
….I heard it in her moans as she was about to cum. I worked my lips and tongue faster as she let go with her first blow job. Her penis was real big now as her cum came shooting out to flood my mouth. She jerked and pulled my legs up and clamped her lips down on my clit. I peaked as I had a shaking climax that lasted and lasted. She just kept shooting cum over and over in my mouth.
….It was a good thing her parents weren’t home as we moaned loud and shook her bed.
——
….We did a lot of sleepovers when our parents weren’t there, or quickies anywhere we could. I would get her hot real fast, and her penis would get hard fast. Into my pussy it went for a hot fuck in a bathroom, the garage, or anywhere we had time.
…One sleepover we had just fucked ourselves completely weak, when she told me she wanted a guy to fuck. There was no way a guy wouldn’t freak out at a girl like her. I told her that I bet Tom would love to have a threesome with us.
… Her happy face lit up as she was not even expecting that. Now she was all excited. She said: “Oh my god…he’s never even looked at me.” “Can I give him a blow job maybe?” “Will he lick my pussy?” “Will you help us explain…I…I…oh jeez…when…Jenna…I have to get ready and,…and…”
….I told her to relax, I know Tom. ’If ’ Tom had known about your extra’s I bet we would already having 3somes .” It was fun watching her dance around and look at herself in the mirror. “Do you think I should wear my hair up?…I have to go shopping!…will you come with me and help me pick out some sexy nighties that Tom will like?”
…Now the fun part of telling Tom, Randi’s little secret. I waited till late one night at his house. We snuck around behind his parents and felt each other up. I wanted him good and horny before I told him. I took him into the den while his parents watched T.V. I slammed him up against the wall and felt his boner. I felt his big hands grab my butt cheeks. I whispered: “Guess what?….I have a chance to line us up with a girl for a 3some.” Wide open his eyes went and a evil grin with it. “She’s someone we both know, an I found out she’s ‘special’. She has the biggest clit I’ve ever seen. “
….I walked away now that the bait had been dropped. He chased after me as I said: “Goodnight to him and his parents.” He stood behind the couch so his big boner couldn’t be seen and smiled with a puzzled look on his face. I walked home next door and my cell phone started ringing. “Jenna, WHO?” the voice said in a whisper. “I’ll call you when you get in bed Tom, about 11:30?” I let him squirm and then called him. I gave him the proper build up about Randi and now….he was all ready…of course I gave him all the usual ‘death threats’ to go along with the ‘secret’ being kept ‘super’ secret. We all picked a time to play. A sleepover for us girls at my house, my folks went camping for a week with Tom’s folks. He stayed behind to provide ‘security’ for us girls…ha ha.
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….*I should explain what’s it like trying to write this story. Behind me is my bed. I can hear and see some in my monitor Tom and Randi giggling and fooling around. It makes writing this very exciting and brings back the beginnings….but…it also makes me want to stop and join them.
Tom….
….so all this time, Randi had a pussy and a dick…this I had to see for my self. I can picture all the ways we can have a great 3some. It sounds like I’m in for an awesome weekend…..
Part II “The Awesome Weekend”
*To be continued

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Vatsyayana Kama Sutra Part 2, Chapter 3 : Sexual union by Kissing

The Kama Sutra or Kamasutra is most notable of a group of ancient texts known generically as Kama Shastra (Sanskrit: Kāma Śāstra) by Vatsyayana Part 2 talks about Amorous advances/sexual union Part 2 Chapter- 3 talks about Sexual relationships of the Kissing, where to kiss and how, teasing each other and games, signals and hints for the other person, cleanliness, taking care of teeth, hair, body, nails, physical non-sexual forms of intimacy (scratching, poking, biting, slapping, holding her)

Bad Cop

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My Husband, My Slave

Sophie is a high powered executive who makes decisions that impact the lives of her staff and community every day. When her husband, John, has some problems she does what comes naturally, deciding what is best for both of them.

The Bradford Family Saga Part 5

“We did a lot of talking after that. We told ourselves that we were adults, that
incest didn’t really apply to us because we weren’t kids, and this was something
we wanted to do.” Carol shrugged again. “So we did it! First, just by ourselves,
alone, I mean. Then we got daring and did it together and that was even a bigger
kick. The rest is history.”
Carol turned to her daughter. Marsha hadn’t heard the last part of the story.
She had fallen asleep, exhausted, a smile on her face and a finger inserted,
deep, in her pussy.
Carol covered her with her robe. She hadn’t told her about the other couples
that they had fucked; orgies, really, but, she thought, that could wait. So
could all the video’s, the evidence of their combined pleasures. Yes, it all
could wait. There had been enough excitement for one night in the Bradford
house.
**************************
Carol paused outside of Peter’s room. She listened at the door, but heard no
sound. Did she dare try to talk to him, make him understand his sister’s
desires, prepare him for what she was sure would come? What would she say to
him?
She hesitated, a trembling hand on the doorknob. Taking a deep breath, she
turned the knob. The nightlight bathe the room in a soft, semi-darkness. The bed
was turned down, but had not been slept in. Surprised, she looked at the clock.
It was after midnight. Where could he be? Her mind started to race with concern
before she finally realized that Peter wasn’t a boy anymore. Wherever he was, he
could take care of himself.
She sat on the bed, suddenly exhausted; her pluck dissolving, leaving her sleepy
and forlorn. She would rest, just for a moment. Peter! You poor baby, she
thought as she laid down, you’re surrounded by people who have taken a different
road than you. Please try to understand, her drifting mind asked the enfolding
darkness.
Carol dozed, her mind flitting from memory to memory. The full wonders of sex
and passion had come somewhat late to her, aided by an exciting accident. Her
body had responded to dormant stimuli, and suddenly, yesterday’s perversions
became today’s pleasures. Behind closed doors, her passion knew no bounds,
everything was pleasure. There were no taboos. Only in the light of day did the
dread of exposure clutch at her heart, but it was night, and she was safe to
dream, to feel, and to want.
*************************
Peter didn’t pay any attention to the light in the den as he slowly, and
quietly, started to climb the stairs. His legs hurt like hell and his shoulders
bore teeth and nail marks, vivid testimony to his aunt’s passion. He shook his
head, still not quite believing what had happened.
It had been insane! But it had also been, maddeningly exciting. He could still
feel his cock pushing the walls of Mary’s hot cunt apart; the slippery wetness
sucking him deep into an unbelievable molten furnace. Her legs had gone around
his waist and she had plunged her ass up and down his rigid cock as hard as she
could, all the time digging her fingers into his shoulders and nipping at his
chest. Her cunt was a gushing volcano, a vicious vise that clamped on his prick
and refused to let go. And all the while, her hips churned, frantically turning
one way then the other, trying their best to rip his cock off.
He had held her up by the asscheeks, trying to control her rhythm; match her
passion, but she was so wild he had trouble just hanging on. Her cums had
started almost immediately, building one on top of the other until he could no
longer tell when or how many. She just kept cumming, and when he shot his load,
the top of his head almost came off.
He had never fucked anyone so wild.
They had sunk to the bottom of the pool, the cooling water up to their chins.
“Just what I like,” she had said huskily, “good, hard cock! We’re going to have
lots of fun, sweet nephew.”
“Aunt Mary . . .”
“Mary! Just, Mary,” she said with a smile. “I’m not that much older than you.”
“Haw! If I didn’t, I sure know now. But what about uncle John?”
He was surprised when she threw back her head and laughed. She put her arms
around him and held his face close. “If he’s a good boy, I may let him make a
movie of us fucking each other. He’s like that.”
It was a crazy statement, but Peter’s hands had already encircled her waist and
were drifting up to her full tits. Mary had a lovely set of tits, he thought,
fondling them, making her moan with renewed passion, almost as nice as Marsha’s.
His cock twitched again as he remembered his sister standing in the bathroom,
her beautiful tits proud and erect. Mary giggled. “Ooooo, goody,” she said.
“Round two.”
This time they fucked on the pool stairs, with the water lapping at her pussy
again; her legs up high on his shoulders. Afterwards, she had cleaned his sticky
cock with her mouth, her tongue searching for every last, tacky, smear of
cum-juice. Her mouth was warm and soft and moist. When she was finished he was
squeaky clean and he had another hard-on.
“Oh, boy, am I tempted, but my pussy’s been pounded like a rock today.” Her hand
circled his thick shaft, her fingers barely touching. “You keep this ready for
another time. If I know my family, you’re going to have a very busy weekend.”
That was the second crazy thing she had said, he thought as he reached his room.
She was a great piece of ass but he was convinced that she was a bit wacky. He
opened his door.
His hand froze on the doorknob and his breath caught in his throat. He couldn’t
believe his eyes. Marsha lay coiled up on the bed, her back to him. The soft,
semi-darkness created erotic shadings in the valleys of her body. He looked
around hastily. It was no mistake. He was in his own room!
Despite the time spent with his aunt, Peter got a hard- on as he eyed her
shapely buttocks and watched her chest rise and fall, rhythmically. His mind
filled with images of her loveliness, flaming his frustration and his passion.
Slowly, he approached the bed, aware that he should turn and leave before she
woke, but just once, he wanted to get close to her – just once, put his arms
around her.
Carol knew she was dreaming and she smiled in the twilight world of half-sleep.
She felt her dream lover’s approach and the bed sag under his weight. She curled
her body to fit his contours, feeling the prodding stiffness of his heavy cock,
warm, against her back. She pushed back with her ass. The stiff prick twitched
as it touched her back and asscheeks and a low moan escaped her lips.
She knew he was young and strong. All her dream lovers were. His arm came across
her body and cupped her sensitive tit. An electric shock tingled her cunt and
she began to juice up. Lewdly, she rubbed her ass up against his rigid fuckpole.
It felt wonderful, and thrilling and her breathing became ragged.
His hand kneaded her full tit, and toyed with the nipple, making it stand hard
and erect. Turning to him, she moaned in real passion, her face still hidden by
the darkness. She sighed as her hands encircled his cock, the thing she craved.
It was thick, and meaty, and long, and the head was moist with passion.
Dreamily, she cooed. It would fill her wonderfully.
She heard her dream lover mumble, but couldn’t catch the words. It didn’t
matter. He slid down her trembling body, opening her robe, exposing her pleasure
pit. She ran her hands over his hard body as he went by, feeling his strength,
his vitality. Her body jumped and arched upward as his mouth clamped on her
cunt. She wailed in loud surprise. Shooting bolts of lightening surged through
her body as his tongue rammed through the blonde thatch, into her dewy cunt. Her
eyes snapped open and a cold sliver of reality stabbed her mind.
This was no dream! This was real! Someone was eating her pussy! Her mind fought
against the enormity of it all while her body begged her to surrender to the
wonderful pleasures that were charging upward to her brain. Her eyes were
blurring. She dug her fingers into his hair and tried to pull his head, to
recognize him, but he couldn’t be budged. His face, buried in her mound,
remained hidden in the darkness.
“No!” she hissed. “No! Stop! . . . please! Oh, God, that feels so good.” She
gasped and her mind whirled and she felt the fight go out of her body as his
tongue swirled around her puffy cuntlips, leaving a trail of wet, tingling
pleasures behind. Her juice flowed like a river as another sharp bolt of
pleasure coursed through her steaming pussy. She grabbed his hair, this time
twisting his face into her pleasure-raw pussy, smearing her tart, musky,
love-juice all over him.
“Oh, yessss!” she panted. “Suck my cunt! Lick my juice! Oh, God! Make me cum!
Ohhhhhh . . . I love it so much! . . . Whoever you are . . . please make me
cum!” she moaned in a small, desperate voice.
Peter was in another world. Years of fantasy, of frustration, of suppressed
desire had sent his mind to a place where convention and morality, even words
could not enter. Morality be dammed, he thought. He was sucking Marsha’s cunt
and nothing else mattered; nothing except the tangy juices that flowed over his
twisting, stabbing tongue.
He felt the fight in her body, heard her demands for release, felt the painful
tugging of his hair, but he refused to let go. Not until he had exorcised this
demon from his body. Not until he had stuffed her full of his engorged cock!
Carol felt the stranger reach over her squirming thighs and pull her cuntlips
apart with his fingers. She knew her naked clitoris was staring at him, pink and
vulnerable. He sucked it into his hot mouth and she jumped and cried out in
passion. Her toes clutched with each smack of his lips and the last long suck
sent a tidal wave of pleasure through her body and triggered her orgasm. She
wailed, hardly aware of where she was, or who she was with. It didn’t matter!
Only the pleasure mattered! She was drowning in pleasure, her body racked with
tic-like spasms, and yet, she wanted more.
Carol’s body heaved, and she panted with sudden exhaustion; perspiration
trickled down her brow but a small smile played at the corners of her lips and
she sighed. Never had she been sucked with such intensity; never with such
passion. Her body shivered and tingled and her cunt drooled at the thought of
being filled. Her eyes opened slowly and she saw the shadowy shape of her real
life dream lover rear up in front of her, his beautiful cock bobbing in front.
It was magnificent! Automatically, she opened her legs to receive him – this
stranger – this pleasure giver.
The moon cast a small silvery light across the room; across his face. Her brain
registered recognition, but didn’t believe, and before she could react it was
too late to save herself.
“Noooooooooo!” she wailed in desperation as Peter drove his rock-hard cock into
her sizzling, dripping, wide-open cunt. His rod parted the waiting pussylips and
sunk easily into the hot depths of her body. She writhed against the mattress,
legs spread; her body involuntarily undulating. She moaned and gibbered
incoherently, but her rational mind screamed at her. You’re fucking your own
step-son!
Fighting against her traitorous body, her fists pounded his humping body. Her
nails raked his heaving back. Still he drove into her, making her cunt contract,
sending fiery thrills throughout her demanding flesh. She bit her lip,
desperately hoping the pain would make her body heed the small, rational voice.
Her charged sensory system erupted as another surge of his powerful cock filled
her up. The small voice faded into the darkness and Carol surrendered to the
most exquisite ecstasy imaginable.
“Uhggggggg! Aaaaaaah! Oh, Peter! Peter!” she gushed as the pleasure of his prick
filled every pore of her body, sweeping her away, into an abyss. She wrapped her
legs around Peter’s loins, digging her heels into his asscheeks, forcing his
cock deeper into the surging volcano of her cunt. His cock felt huge! Mammoth!
It filled her up and pounded her sweaty body down into the mattress again and
again. She twisted her hips lewdly, matching him, stroke for plunging stroke.
Her lips showered him with hot, passionate kisses.
It was deja vu! A beginning and a continuation. It was the supreme taboo! And
the supreme pleasure!
A blinding explosion of primary colors filled her brain and she was swept up in
an excitement that defied descrip- tion. Her only, truly conscious, thought:
Marsha is going to be so very jealous.
Then the tidal wave rolled over her.
“Ohhhhhh! Fuck me!” she whispered, “Fuck meeeee!
“I can’t hold it!” Peter groaned. “Marsha! Baby! I’m cumming! . . .
cummmmmmmmmmm!”
“Yesssssssss!”
Carol’s eyes rolled back and her body shuddered as Peter’s cock flexed violently
in the deep well of her cunt and his cum spurted, hotly, against her
pussy-walls. She dug her fingers into his flesh.
“Eeeeiiiii! Awwwwwwwww! . . . Ohhhhhhh!” Peter gasped through clenched teeth;
his eyes glazing as his erupting cock sent explosions of cum into his fantasy,
his “Marsha.”
Carol clung to his rigid body as his prick still pulsed in her cunt. She jerked
and shuttered like a rag doll; her pleasure so intense, tears ran down her
cheeks.
Peter slumped on her, exhausted, his body dead weight on her yielding flesh. She
held him in tight desperation, trying to forestall the reality that slowly
threatened to shatter this one moment in time.
“Marsha,” Peter mumbled, “. . . forgive me . . . waited so long . . . wanted
you.”
Carol heard his plea for forgiveness and realized what had happened. He thought
she was Marsha! He thought he was fucking her! Oh, my God, she thought, these
poor kids.
Peter propped himself up and pushed the matted hair away from her face. His hand
froze and his face became a mask of disbelief. No! No! This had to be a bad
dream. His tortured mind screamed at him. He couldn’t have fucked his own
mother, he just couldn’t have. His brain was stabbed with the ice cold spear of
his enormous sin. He had fucked his father’s wife! His laugh became hysterical.
Carol gathered him to her and began to make soothing sounds in his ear. She had
to make him understand. There was no sin in pleasure. His feelings for Marsha
were no different than the hidden feeling she had for her brother, or Mike, for
his sister. She felt no remorse. Fucking her stepson was no more a sin than
fucking her brother. She would make him understand. She had to.
She held him at arms length and shook him. “Stop, Peter, stop that!” she
commanded.
“Mom . . . I didn’t know . . . I thought . . . I’m sorry,” he said and his voice
trailed away.
“You thought I was Marsha. I wish it had been, for both your sakes; she would
have loved to be fucked like that, with so much pleasure. But if it couldn’t be
Marsha, I’m glad it was me.”
He stared at her, uncomprehending. “Wha . . . you enjoyed? . . . Marsha? . . .
Being fucked by me? That’s incest!”
Carol smiled and shook his head. “We committed no sin, Peter. Do you understand?
No sin! The only thing we’ve done is share ourselves. Did you enjoy fucking me?”
Suddenly aware of Carol’s lovely nakedness, Peter blushed and shrugged his
shoulders. Then he laughed. “I did enjoy it! I can’t lie about that. You’re a
great fuck . . . I mean . . . ” He shrugged again, eying her body and
remembering the wanton response of her grasping pussy. “That was supposed to be
a compliment.”
Carol hugged him tightly and giggled. “I took it as one. You know, you have a
great cock! I hate to admit it but it’s bigger than your father’s.”
Peter blanched at the mention of his father, but Carol patted his cheek. “I’m
going to tell you a secret, Peter. It’s really a family secret because we’re all
involved, even you and Marsha.
“And after I do that,” – she reached for his sticky, cock and began to finger it
back to life – “I think you’ll want to stick that lovely fuckpole back inside me
and really give me a ride.”
Carol could tell Peter didn’t understand what she was talking about, but her
loving arms were open, beckoning him to her, and when they folded around his
strong body she knew that his understanding would come.

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Chapter 6 Family Secrets (Nancy Series)

Nancy and Paul have been together several months and he”s encouraged her to exlore and expand her sexual activities. She introduces him to her younger married sister. This isn’t a wild graphic sex free-for-all story, though later chapters include that…

Playing Dare with Sis

This is a fictional work and all characters are above 18 years old. Themes involve a brother blackmailing his sister into sex with him and his friend. Do not read if you are not interested in this theme.

Love thy Neighbor (Part 4)

Now, to the last chapter of this past summer neighborly adventures.
A few days later Dick and Mary drove their daughter to the airport as she was flying back to college to continue her studies. Upon their return they called and invited me for a drink.
I knocked at their door with anticipation and was received by Mary who was clearly bra less as her nipples almost pierced the tee shirt she was wearing. She gave me a lingering French kiss while pressing her big tits against me. The tone of the encounter was thus set and what was to follow did not need any explanation. My fully erect cock was pressing against her belly and she quickly unzipped my pants to liberate the prisoner. She took my penis in her hand and with a mischievous smile, walking backward, led me to their bedroom where Dick was lying completely naked on the bed, a big smile on his face and leisurely playing with himself. I could not but admire that magnificent specimen of a cock which he stroke lightly and suggestively and my mind wandered to the thought of the unfinished business between us. A squeeze on my penis brought me back to earth and it became clear to me that as previously Mary was in complete control.
It took only a few seconds for both of us to take out our clothes except that she kept her panties on. As during the previous encounter, Dick and I each took possession of a tit which we covered with kisses and sucked till her nipples were hard and swollen. Mary took my hand and caressed her stomach with it slowly but firmly pushing it lower. I ran my hand further down, however avoiding her genital area. Her upper thighs were freshly shaven and very smooth and I enjoyed caressing them for a long time.
I finally moved my hand to her triangle which appeared very cushiony and lightly scratched the hairs through the panties. She said she liked it so I introduced my fingers between fabric and flesh. In contrast to her shaven thighs, her bush was completely natural and thick and I ran my fingers through the hairs which also covered her plump lips. Unable to wait any longer I quickly took her panties off and had to stop in awe at the sight of this thick black forest which ran all the way between her thighs. I delicately parted the lips which opened like the petals of a flower to reveal her pink flesh and the little bud at the top. Her pussy smelled good and I took the plump lips alternatively between my own lips, licking them with my wet tongue. She moaned loudly and opened her legs completely. I then took long, slow laps from her vagina up and she thrust forward holding my head against her pussy while she started gyrating her hips.
I tongue fucked her while lightly and rapidly rubbing her clit and she “thanked” me with a gush of her internal secretion which tasted of tropical fruits. I moved back to her bud sucking a little more aggressively as I pushed the hood back between two fingers. Her cry of pleasure and sudden upward thrust surprised me and I remained motionless for a second as I admired her uncovered bulb which suddenly had grown impressively. Unable to hold it any longer I attacked that “little cock” and sucked and licked without stopping. She was in a frenzy, moving her hips around, up and down at an increasingly faster pace until she came violently, saying a litany of dirty words which I could barely hear as she almost choked me with the clamp of her thighs around my head. After a while she relaxed and released the pressure and as I looked up her eyes were half closed and she had a smile of contentment on her lips. My tongue found the entrance to her hole and I drank the abundant juices which were still gushing from her vagina. She motioned me to move up and gave me a long kiss, enjoying and appreciating her own taste.
Dick had never stopped masturbating while sucking her tits and kissing her while I was busy working on her lower half and he was ready for some action to provide relief to his mounting desire. As for me, I have always adored giving pleasure to my partner and Mary’s reaction to my lovemaking had gone a long way in meeting my goal, though I secretly was more than willing to help Dick achieve his and I also confess my craving to again hold his beautiful cock in my hand and lick it until he would come in my mouth. My arm went around Mary’s body and I started moving my fingers up and down his thick shaft. He groaned of pleasure and upon realizing what was going on Mary pushed my hand away. She had other plans and was going to work intently toward their completion.
Dick was now on his back and Mary straddled him and in one down thrust amazingly took Dick’s huge cock inside her without any apparent effort or discomfort but instead yelling her pleasure at the friction against her pussy’s walls. She immediately started moving up and down and back and forth and pretty soon was moaning and grunting loudly. I moved down to have a close look at her huge ass moving around but was first flabbergasted when I saw the black tail which came from between her thighs and which reached the top of her crack. I had never seen such a thick and long fur in my life and her asshole was practically covered by this incredible dark “vegetation”. I was in awe and transfixed at this sight in addition to enjoying immensely the in and out movements of the thick cock stretching the pink entrance of her pussy. Mary suddenly reached behind her back and with both hands parted her ass cheeks and I had a close-up view of her appetizing anus. Anyway, the message could not have been any clearer and I lost no time in positioning myself behind her, between her husband’s legs, and put my knob at her entrance. I was pushing slowly to avoid hurting her as she had not been lubricated nor had any finger preparation. She pushed back violently and I disappeared entirely inside her, my balls hitting her big ass cheeks. I was deep inside her and did not move at first, enjoying the feeling of full penetration typical in the animal kingdom. However, I soon realized that in addition to that contentment I was enjoying immensely through the thin membrane which was separating us the feeling of Dick’s cock which was moving in her pussy ever so faster. After a while I pulled out and pushed back just as Dick was puling. We then started to move rhythmically, he pulled while I pushed and vice versa. Mary was in heaven and we were not far from it either. Things quickly built up to the point the three of us were grunting loudly and I could not hold any more and pushing deep inside her ass let go a river of cum. That started a chain reaction as she yelled her pleasure and had a powerful climax which took Dick over the edge. With weak legs, I was the first to withdraw after a while and sat on my heels as my cum started to gush from Mary’s ass, down to her pussy’s entrance and Dick’s thick cock which in addition was by now coated with Mary’s juice and his own cum. I wasted no time and moved to lick what proved to be the best juice blend I had ever tasted, and, believe me, there was so much of it that I had all the time to leisurely savor this delicious newfound nectar.

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