Roger Grayson - The friendly couples

He leaned forward and placed his hands on the pillow above her head. The cock was now dangerously close to her face. Her mouth hung open at the sight of it. Her amazement did not cease. Such a penis should belong to no man, and it didn't. It belonged to the animal that leaned over her. He moved a few inches backward until his balls rested on her belly.

The huge, crimson head rested in the cleavage between her breasts. All eyes in the room looked at the gigantic reclining log. Slowly the big man began to rock slightly. She could feel the soft tickling sensation from the hair of his testicles as they seemed to roll across the flesh of her chest and stomach. They were huge and unexpectedly heavy. It's been a long time for him she thought, knowing that they must be filled to the brim with eager, but dormant sperm.

Her skin tingled at the touch. The great log moved between her breasts and she lifted her hands to their sides. She pressed her firm full breasts toward each other so that the shaft became almost invisible between them when he rocked backward.

Each time he came forward she could see the huge head appearing snake-like through the opening it made between her breasts. She pushed her head back into the pillow and looked up with open mouth at the man who straddled her. His mouth also hung open in lustful wonder as he stared down at her voluptuous young breasts held so tight around him. His mustache was damp with perspiration. She knew that it was almost too much for him, that he was holding back with all his power to save himself as long as he could. It gave her a sudden, great sense of power to know that in spite of all his strength and power she could control him this way.

They looked at each other for a long while. Both had become kindred spirits. Both knowing that they were being used for other people's perverse pleasure. Monroe was ashamed that all these people should watch the girl submit to him. He knew he was ugly and she was too beautiful to ever have done anything with him if she had not been forced.

She smiled up at him and he felt better. If they must do it, then he would not hurt her. Her eyes remained wet as they began to set a perfect rhythm. Each time she saw the huge cock disappear and reappear between her breasts she nearly gasped in unfounded fear.

Her loins ached at the wonderment of anticipation of being screwed by the huge cock. Her legs were spread wide down behind him and the air in the room lavished her yearning vagina with kisses. She turned to watch the spectators.

They had not stopped staring, but their fondling had become more alive. She could see the other couples toying with breasts, with legs, with penises and hands roaming haphazardly everywhere. In the reflection she could see her husband insert his index finger into Peter's wife's moist, open vagina as she squirmed down on his hand, her eyes wide and smoky.

Janet reached up with her nails and lightly scratched the giant's back. He moved forward, stopping his motion. He wanted her to suck him, but was afraid that her mouth would not be big enough. All the women he had ever had always wanted to suck him, but few had succeeded in taking the whole of the giant head between their lips.

She slid her nails along the small of his back and over the muscular buttocks pressing them slightly toward her face. Slowly he lowered his hips as she urged him forward. The tremendous cock was only an inch from her lips now and in his excitement a single drop of clear translucent liquid seeped from the throbbing tip. She removed her hands from his buttocks and reached up toward his straining loins.

"Aaahhhhhh," he sighed as she took hold of the throbbing prick with both hands. Her touch was light, yet firm. The crowd moaned their approval in unison, excited at the prospect of watching this young, pure housewife sucking the giant man hovering over her face.

She pulled her hands toward her mouth, stroking the massive cock gently back and forth. She pursed her lips, ready for the real beginning. She was going to suck this man in front of all of them. She would make the women jealous, she thought in her drug inspired daze, and the men too. She would show them and they would all like to trade places, but she and Monroe had the stage and were going to keep their place. If these people needed something like this to stimulate them then she would give it to them, like they had never had it before. She knew that not long from that moment she would be one of them. But tonight she would be above them, not far, but above them at least.

She bent her head slightly forward and her tongue darted out at the single clear drop, licking it lasciviously back into her mouth. She closed her lips and swallowed the sweet droplet, savoring it dramatically for the benefit of her audience. "Mmmmmmmm," she moaned. It was sweet, sweeter than Martin or her husband. It belonged to a man who could break them both in half, and probably would do so at her command.

She rolled her head to the side and looked at Darleen who was intent on vengeance, but had failed. Her revenge had become Janet's pleasure. The girl was in the center of the stage, and she, Darleen, had become just another bystander, content to watch the role be played out before her, only able to catch a glimpse of and feel vicariously the ecstasy the younger girl enjoyed.

Janet swirled her tongue around her lips moistening them for all to see and turned her head back to the cock she held between her hands. Another droplet appeared. She opened her now moist lips and pulled him closer to her, closing her lips wetly over half of the white hot head.

"Oooohhhh," the huge bodyguard moaned as she gently began to suck at him. Her mouth was already almost opened to its fullest extent and she didn't know if she could get even the head inside. She stretched her jaws wider and pulled him gently, until with sudden grunt of straining effort, she swallowed the whole head into her mouth.

A gasp came from the women who watched. None of them would have attempted it, though they would have wanted to. The girl relaxed her jaw for a minute, playing with the tip of the huge organ that filled her mouth. Her tongue licked small circles on the underside of his glans, sending fiery needles of sensation up his back to his imprisoned brain. No woman had given him this kind of treatment voluntarily and it was driving him almost insane.

He closed his eyes as she started to suck harder and pull more of his swollen cock into her mouth. She knew that she could not take much more but her sudden hunger was becoming insatiable. Her jaws were sore, but she savored the moisture rising in him and sucked as though her life depended on it. Not even half the massive prick had fit into her mouth. It was impossible to take any more.

She slid her head back and forth as best she could, hearing the giant moan each time she did but she was nearly exhausted, though the fires deep within her were burning harder. She wanted to swallow all of the huge cock, to show them all, but knew it was no use. She wanted the pain of him entering her fiery cunt, hurting her for what she had done, for becoming a raging animal no better than the rest of those who watched her. She wanted to be punished, punished as she had never been before.

"Eat her," she heard someone whisper from the crowd. Monroe recognized the voice and knew that he must obey. Peter would punish him if he did not obey, though it took all his will and strength to pull away from the warm, moist shelter of her mouth, he knew he must. He had no choice.

Janet slackened her jaws when she felt the big man pull himself away from her. Peter must have said it, she thought, turning her head to see the panting crowd at their side. They had, without exception, put down their drinks and some were now watching down on all fours, their mouths hanging open, waiting for the next move. Peter's wife had dropped to her knees in front of Greg and she saw her eyes looking sideways at her as she sucked hungrily at his cock. He was leaning back on both hands, supported by trembling arms as he excitedly watched Monroe's penis slowly pull away from his own wife's ovalled lips.