Maureen Quincy - Forbidden Sex Games

Suddenly, as a fearful enema of spunk poured into her arsehole, Gillian tore her lips from their lesbian resting-place. She screamed more violently than at any previous stage in her buggering-struggling so fiercely that her arms tore free of the brassiere straps which bound them!

Chabrol jetted his unstoppable climax in a selfish, remorseless fury: fucking the thick cream directly into Gillian's hot, shitty bowels, his hands working her legs like windmills-jerking her beautiful, naked limbs open and shut, up and down, — while he hammered the final spurts of semen to the very limits of her anus…

Lisa was too aroused (nor did she have the inclination) to comfort poor Gillian after her ordeal. She supposed that she would have to settle for a lesbian's petting, since Spencer and Chabrol would certainly require a lengthy rest period before they could be of use to her; and Richard… Richard was enjoying his vigorous intercourse with her friend, Candice-wasn't he? The girl met her step-brother's eyes as if a telepathic desire had flashed simultaneously from their minds.

And Lisa wriggled out from beneath Gillian's head and shoulders, rolling down her cunt-stained panties as she eased herself onto the rug beside Richard and Candice. Exactly as before, Richard abandoned the girl he was fucking for a new and more exciting partner! Candice was left to throw herself into Elizabeth's arms-sobbing tearfully, her quim on the brink of reaching a climax when it had been so cruelly torn from its wonderfully stabbing dominator. The two deprived females turned to each other for solace: Elizabeth's tongue taking the place of Richard's prick, while Candice temporarily buried her humiliation by sucking desperately at Elizabeth's cunt; surprised to find that the older woman's sex was so stimulating, it made her quickly forget the painful loss of Richard's more potent genitals. Fastening their lips to each other's pussies in this way, the girl and woman jerked to a satisfactory orgasm… spending lavishly into one another's mouths, faces locked tightly between their partner's thighs.

Lisa and Richard came together as if the long years of parting had never existed. She opened her legs to her stepbrother, lying on her back with a blissful smile on her lips; and Richard's features also regained some of their lost innocence as he gently steered his cock into Lisa's quim.

They kissed with the intimate tenderness they had shown to each other as children: merging their tongues and taking it in turn to dip them into their lover's mouth. Fucking slowly at first, they increased their tempo by gradual degrees-French-kissing without pause, fondling everywhere their hands and fingers could reach, extending their lovemaking to an incredible length of time. Belly against belly, thigh on thigh, Lisa's breasts acting as two superb cushions for Richard's chest, the couple played out their forbidden sex-games.

The interlude between their intimacy faded like an unpleasant dream. Fernleigh, Beirut, London… The events which had taken place in these cities held no reality for Lisa and Richard. This was the only reality! This melting of their bodies into one another until they became one flesh…

When at last their orgasms erupted, the step-brother and sister were no longer aware that other people surrounded them. As Richard fucked with all his virility and filled Lisa's cunt brimful with white, spunking spunk, they understood beyond any possibility of doubt that they were alone. Alone in the room, alone in the city, alone in the Universe…

But their loneliness had a special, saving significance: Lisa and Richard were indeed isolated from every living thing-with the sole exception of each other's company.

And this was to prove their tragedy and their salvation…