M. Pelletils: The Memoirs of Mitzy, Volume 2

And all the time that prick buried deep inside my cunt throbbed and jerked without giving one real push or pull!

My mouth was still tight against Judith's open crack and feverishly I licked the spunk-flecked lips without bringing my orgasm any nearer. It only succeeded in making me feel hotter and hotter. I don't think I have ever been so randy before, never have longed for a creamy spend more than I did at that time. That throbbing dick was very near killing me and by wildly bucking up and down I tried to bring on some action from Vern, trying to make him really start fucking me. Wildly, passionately, the lapping movements on Judith's cunt became more frantic and for her the results came very quickly.

Her spunking cunt drenched my lips as she creamed, and at the same time I felt my slit filled with gooky sperm, shooting from Vern's prick. The lukewarm sperm spurting in my hot slit achieved its desired end, and for the third time I was climbing the rainbow in a most satisfying orgasm, an orgasm which seemed to last for an immensely long time for as far as I was concerned, and although I had not wanted it to be anything different I was glad when at last the waves of pleasure subsided and I became a bit more relaxed and tranquil.

That had been the third man for me and all of a sudden I realized I had still two other men to go. Through slitted eyes-I was becoming dead tired by this time-I saw one of the two left to fuck me come to the couch. Although I wasn't thinking too clearly any longer I recognized him as Chris, and I wondered what he would think of.

Looking at the rock-hard prick he menaced me with I knew he was not going to be too gentle, but I wanted to be fucked and that was what they were going to do.

Like Judith had promised me I was going to be fucked whether I still liked it or not. Luckily I still felt like some more and I let him do as he pleased when he raised me to a sitting position. With my legs spread as wide as possible Chris began playing with my almost painfully itching slit and I had been right in assuming he was not going to be too gentle about it. He didn't use just one finger on my dilating slit, but instead he let three fingers disappear between the soppy wet lips, beginning to frig me with a fervor which clearly proved his randiness and slight sadistic tendencies.

But Chris wasn't just satisfied with playing with my slit. At the same time he had his fingers poking deeply in my cunt he pointed his oversized dong in the direction of my mouth and I couldn't do anything else but close my lips around the fat stem. In fact, I didn't want to do anything better. His was the first cock I was offered to suck and my mouth had been watering all the time for those delightful thick, throbbing shafts. The bulging gland was hard and at the same time delightfully smooth in my mouth and I once more wondered how lovely it is to suck on a prick after one had been fucked extensively. It was so nice that I tried my best to give him all of my sucking skill, and I'm certain he liked what I was doing. Once in a while I let the head slip out of my mouth, licking the length of his cock as it swung free from my mouth and letting my tongue go over his sperm-swollen balls as well. By the time I had his prick out of my mouth for the third time, sucking his balls, a hot jet of sperm burst from his cock. The majority of his spunk missed my face, but some of it hit me straight in the face and delightedly I licked the sticky stuff away.

I was still feeling sore in the pussy and I hoped I had him finished for the time being. How wrong can you get when dealing with men like Chris and his mates? Anyone would expect his cock to get slack and flaccid after the sucking I had just given him. After all the spunk he had shot, instead of his dong getting soft and permitting me some rest at last, the monstrous thing seemed to grow even harder.

Lifting me without any apparent trouble he put me on all fours and positioned himself at my backside. Opening my slit with his fingers, he made some room for his poker and, like a stud, he pushed it up my dilating slit in this position. Reaching to my front with his hand he soon found my clit and once more he took up the frigging of my swollen pepper.

He really went at it, fucking me dog-fashion like this. Wildly he moved in and out of me and his fingers on my clit masturbated me fiercely, rubbing the slippery lips as well. I was, by now, almost exhausted to death and I quite honestly hoped I would faint or something like that. Maybe then they would leave me alone! I just couldn't go on any longer. But much to my surprise I slowly felt his fucking take effect on my much used cunny. Once more the longing and need for a good and creamy orgasm took hold of me. I still don't know how I managed to feel randy again.

Getting near my orgasm I began to take notice again, and with joy and delight I felt his heavy balls banging against my buttocks. As he gave one of his mighty pushes, the lips of my dear, ever-ready cunt began to contract around the stem of his huge cock and a sucking noise accompanied every pull back of the stiff poker.

Once again I was in seventh heaven, climbing the rainbow and happy to be fucked again. At the same time I got that terrible longing to suck something again.

Judith must have thought her cunt all satisfied from the previous time I had sucked her, for this time she offered me her tits to suck, and happily I closed my lips around the hard nipple. Looking down her body I had a marvelous view of her hairy twat, and noticing my interest in that part of her anatomy she opened her legs in order to give me an even better and more exciting sight. She could excite me even more if she wanted to, and what is more exciting than to see her masturbate so close under my eyes?

“Masturbate yourself, Judith. Play with your lovely slit, play with it for me, darling. Do it for me! It excited me so much to see you do it, knowing you like it, almost feeling your sensations. I know you love to do it in front of another person, so do it now. Make me even more randy! It's so lovely to watch you going through the antics of a young girl. It's such a marvelous sight from this angle.”

Judith didn't hesitate to do as I asked her and her hand went to her slit, opened the wet and slippery lips and in no time at all she was busily frigging herself with her fingers flying in and out of her slit with tremendous speed, which showed her usual randiness and her ardor to exhibit herself in a situation like this.

I think I have said this already before and although I don't want to repeat myself, I must state most women are like that. The majority of them would not think of masturbating in front of anybody, not even their husbands, although most men love to see their woman do something like that. But all the same, they all have it in them, and if you look deep down in their personality they would just love to do it if they could only bring up the courage. I'm running ahead, or actually aside of my story, but I have met quiet women who after they had finally let their barriers down confessed to me how much they love to do anything sensual. How much they love to show off their randiness! How eager they have been sometimes in trying to bring a neighbor, male or female, to make love to them. But a lack of courage most of the time made their attempts unsuccessful. And to think that probably the party they had taken an interest in was having the same sort of thoughts! One often wonders why people are not more open to one another. Life is so much easier that way. Anyway, by the time I had them confess that much, they usually had lost all of their inhibitions and did as they pleased, masturbating in front of me, having themselves sucked and licked, or doing it to me in return-anything, anything at all. They wouldn't stop at anything, just as long as they could quench their thirst for sensual pleasures. But let's get back to the story…