Roland DeForrest: The Erotic Quest of Dirk and Honey

Honey squirmed with pleasure and rubbed the girl’s strong young back, eventually hiking up Kolina’s slip and pulling it over her head. Kolina’s large breasts rubbed playfully against the satiny skin of Honey’s belly. Honey squeezed a hand between them and inched it toward Kolina’s pussy. Kolina raised her hips, allowing freer access, and Honey took advantage of the offering, inserting an exploring finger into the moist, heated quim. Wildly, Kolina drove up and down on the extended finger, moaning softly into Honey’s ear, kissing her creamy neck and fair cheeks. Honey concentrated her deeply imbedded digit on the firm clitoris buried in the fleshy folds and with the same hand managed to get a thumb into her own pussy.

“Unfair,” Barbro groaned groggily, awakening to discover the surreptitious activity beside her. She rolled over against Honey and murmured, “Got room for one more?”

“Be my guest,” Honey purred huskily, and waved a trembling hand toward the nightstand. “Top drawer, if you please…”

Barbro rolled across the bed, opened the drawer, and extracted Honey’s ancient ivory dildo. “Oh, how lovely,” she squealed. “A petrified prick. And with two heads!” She scooted up on her haunches and tugged off her slip. Her heavy breasts rolled out like banks of white fog. Grabbing the old instrument of pleasure, she knelt between Honey’s legs and pushed her sister’s hips up off their hostess’s pelvis. Licking one bulbous head of the double-ended dildo, Barbro then stuck it into Honey’s flaming funnel as far as she could.

Honey groaned with delight and pulled Kolina up by the hips until the young woman sat straddling her face. Reveling in the satisfying plunge of the dildo, Honey drank in the sight of the delicately hued vagina so spread before her. The pale lips looked like the petals of a tropical flower liberally sprinkled with dew. The sparse fringe of soft blonde hair ringed the pulsating opening like parentheses, and Honey raised her head to delve into the tempting valley with her tongue. The dewy meat was as sweet and delectable as it looked.

With rising ecstasy, Honey lapped at the tender opening and thrust against the ersatz penis in her own pussy. The Svensen sisters were a pair of sensational lovers and she could easily understand why Dirk had been so taken by them both. Each had her own special gifts and techniques, and each of their bodies, though similar, contained enough uniqueness to satisfy even the most discriminating of tastes. Kolina was an energetic free spirit and reminded Honey of herself at that same age, willing and eager to explore anything and everything sexual. On the other hand, Barbro’s enthusiasm was more refined, her passion more controlled. As a trained dancer, she would marshal her strength for a long performance. Together the duo formed an irresistible combination, and Honey surrendered to the overwhelming tug of emotions and sensations that swept through her mind and body.

The threesome were so absorbed by their mutual attractiveness and sensuality that they did not hear him enter the room. Silently Dirk dropped his suitcase and stood at the foot of the big bed, gasping with envious admiration at the trio of writhing bodies so erotically displayed. Barbro’s wide hips thrust wildly up and down, riding one end of the old dildo as she drove the other end deeply into Honey’s gaping cunt. Kolina also had her beautiful backside to him, her sweet buns brushing against Honey’s full tits as she writhed on the tongue of his tantalizing sister. Though the Svensen sisters were about as magical as two women could be, it was Honey’s sensational body that attracted and held his yearning eyes. She was a delicious piece, and he found himself with a bird so stiff he opened his pants to let it fly. Stroking it with one hand, he struggled out of his clothes, not missing a beat, his eyes not straying from the horny trio.

He was completely nude by the time he was noticed. “Dirk!” Honey panted in surprise, looking through Kolina’s legs. With a squeal of delight, both Barbro and Kolina flew to him, smothering him with welcoming kisses and hugs. Kolina gamely latched onto his hard dick and tugged him onto the bed. “You naughty boy, you. Didn’t you get enough from that Marquise?”

He chuckled knowingly, but refused to divulge a single detail of his whirlwind fling with the magical Marquise. Instantly, Kolina pressed him flat on the bed, her mouth to his. She squatted on his pleased bird with a childlike enthusiasm and was bouncing away before Barbro had a chance to climb back onto the bed. “We missed you,” Kolina’s sister murmured, grabbing his balls and giving them a friendly squeeze.

“I missed you too,” he rasped, and winked at his sister, who was still recovering from the unexpected interruption.

She smirked and stretched her luscious body, pointing her proud breasts toward the ceiling. “I knew I’d get you here eventually if I had these two beauties hanging around.”

“Which two?” he teased, thrusting his bird into the sweet, moist nest over him. “Those on your chest or these others?” Laughingly he tweaked a tit of each of the Svensen sisters.

Her heart overflowing with love, she watched her dear brother banging away into the same pussy which, only moments before, she had been sampling. He looked marvelously rested and relaxed, and she was dying to ask him about his recent mad affair, but realized it was neither the time nor the place. Instead she leaned over and kissed him tenderly. “Welcome to England, you old tramp. Going to stay a spell?”

“With such household comforts around, why leave?”

Barbro tugged Honey down beside her. “Ignore him, darling. He’s as busy as a spring bee.”

Willingly, Honey fell into her open arms and their tongues dueled heatedly. Soon, Barbro and Honey were riding tandem the old dildo, lost in their own erotic endeavors, completely oblivious to the activity next to them. Side by side the Wildon siblings screwed the Svensen sisters, and all had a flourishingly fine time.

Before the afternoon was over, Honey and Dirk switched partners, and proceeded to expand the girls’ repertoire of tricks and learned a few new pleasures themselves. Honey had no reservations about fucking in the presence of her younger brother; in fact, the close proximity only added to her excitement. She did, however, draw the line at making it with him, even though he pestered her persistently after he had enjoyed the Svensen sisters. “Dirk,” she warned in her big-sister voice as he placed a hand on her snatch. “Get your fucking hand out of there.”

“Aw, come on, sis,” he pleaded. “We used to mess around a lot.”

“Years ago,” she sighed. “Too many years ago. We can’t go back there again.” Firmly she took his hand away and placed it on Kolina’s exhausted quim.

“Why not?” he growled good-naturedly. “We’re both enlightened, liberated adults.”

“Not that liberated, thank you,” she said breezily, and bounced off the bed. “I’m going to take a shower. Enjoy your desserts, baby brother. But I’m not one of them.” She swung her hips exaggeratedly as she exited. His laughter followed her into the bathroom.

She was under the flowing water when he stuck his head over the glass door. “Honey, I need your help.”

“What is it?” she asked.

He opened the shower door, his boyish face serious. “Promise me you’ll help.”

She eyed him gravely. “You know I’d do anything for you. Just name it.”

“I… I saw this girl in Paris…” he began.

“ Almost anything,” she said, and turned the shower on harder, so that the sound of rushing water drowned out the rest of his words.