Roger Hurwell - Family Four-Play

“Damned snotty-nosed kid. Give him an inch and he thinks he's a ruler. I'll grant you this, Fred-Denise-you did show two old fogies a new way of having one hell of a lot of fun tonight.” “And you think we're stopping now, Don?” Denise asked. “Why, the night's young and we've not yet begun to fuck!” The four of them went into the house, laughing and carrying on, anticipating what could turn into a four-person orgy. A little coffee warmed them and a bit of brandy tossed into the coffee loosened inhibitions. By the time the drinking was finished, they were ready for just about anything. “Light the fire, Don,” urged Gloria. “I think it's so romantic to sit and watch the flames leap and cavort around.” “And we think it's a lot nicer not to waste all that by simply watching,” said Denise. “Fred and I do. Why don't you join us?” “How?” came Gloria's eager voice. “We don't have any idea of how more than two…” “Shut up, dear, and kindly get those sweet sucking lips of yours wrapped around my cock.” Don sat with his legs spread in a wide vee. His prick hung loose and rubbery, just waiting for the woman to entice it back into a full erection. She smiled and went to him. On hands and knees, she bent down and took his prick into her cupped hands. Bouncing his balls a little, she said, “This is going to be fun. I can't wait to… aieee! What are you doing, Fred?” Her son had come up behind her as soon as he saw her inviting ass wiggling in the air. He slipped up her skirt and quickly worked her panties down to expose her juicy snatch. The bristly hairs around it were already damp with her lust for Don. Now her son gave her something else to thrill to. He drove his cock hard into her pussy, no warning, no preparation. She gave a convulsive shudder and drew in her breath as hard as she could.

The woman felt Don's cock give a lurch as it responded to her mouth love. She could hardly remember to keep that semi-erect prick between her lips since the action going on in her agitated cunt was driving her to distraction. “I feel left out,” complained Denise. “I want some action, too. Like your mouth, Don. All over my cunt. Tongue-fuck me! Tongue-fuck me good and make me come!” She balanced against the edge of the sofa so that her pussy dangled seductively in front of the man's mouth. He couldn't turn her down. There was no way any red-blooded male could. The sight of her cunt gaping wide and wanton sent tremors throughout his body and caused his prick to jerk rigidly erect in a short time. With a pussy to lick and tongue-fuck and another woman's mouth all over his cock, he was more than happy. He stuffed his tongue between the blood-engorged flaps of the teenaged girl's pussy and drove as hard as he could into her twat. The ripply walls of her cunt seemed to collapse to an impossibly small diameter.

They actually clutched down hard at his tongue. If his prick had been buried into her tiny manhole, it would have been crushed to a pulp!

And the heat threatened to melt his tongue, to bum it to a charred nubbin. But the juices were frothy and soothed his fevered longings a little. He lapped up those sauces as if they were an elixir of the gods. The womanwine had never tasted better to him. He let his rough, pink tongue explore deeper and deeper into the girl's cunt until she was shivering as if from the cold. Both of them knew what the real cause was. His nose was pressed hard into her pussy mound. Every time he moved his tongue, his nose stroked just a bit across her clit. He was able to give her dual stimulation this way.

When not fighting back an impending sneeze from nuzzling into her pussy fur, his nose rubbed erotically across her slippery little go-button. The clit had risen up looking for some action. It got more than it had bargained for in the rough treatment his nose gave it.

Even his exhalations stimulated the tiny spire of erectile tissue. The hot air sensuously caressed it and made it even more fragile. Coupled with the way his tongue searched the new territory of the girl's inner cunt, this was all it took for her to get off in a big way. Don could hardly keep his face pressed into her crotch when she shuddered and then loudly screamed, “Ungghhhh!” Her entire body hardened and for a ghastly second he thought she'd turned to stone. But then she was released from the iron grip of orgasm and demanding more. “Tongue-fuck me deeper! I want to feel that goddamn tongue of yours fucking me all the way up into my belly!” He did his best, but the man's mind was drifting from- the tasty task in front of his mouth. The way his prick was bucking and bouncing around under the other woman's oral attentions, it was little wonder he couldn't keep track of what he was doing. She licked from his halls all the way up the underside of his cock until she came to the cleft head of his cock. Then she did a little tap-dancing number that made his hips rise off the floor. The light touches she gave his cock were entirely unpredictable. They went from one spot to another on his prick, flicking gently here, pressing rough and hard there. The feathery caress on the very tip of his cock almost made him come. To spurt out his sperm and semen so soon would have been a disaster, but the woman's mouth was good. Damned good. When she enmouthed the entire tip of his prick, he groaned harshly. The pressure inside his balls was almost more than he could take. Now the added sexual force of her sucking mouth and flicking tongue pushed him closer and closer to jetting out his jism. She used her teeth on him just enough to bring angry blood to his skin. Then she soothed and laved any hurt away with her tongue, but this caused more and more excited blood to pound into his cock. He thought he must be about a dozen feet long by now, so much blood having pumped into his prick. He couldn't hold down the rising tide of his jizm when she tried to stuff her tongue down his piss-slit. The attempt was destined for failure but the stab of delight blasting down into his balls triggered his come. He fountained out his pearly white jizz into her sucking mouth as he'd never gotten off before. When his depleted prick limply fell from the woman's mouth, he felt happier and more sated than he could remember having been in years-and he still had a face full of redolent pussy to be eaten! Gloria's mouth couldn't hold all the jism she'd teased from Don's prick. Her tongue tried vainly to capture all the come leaking from her lips. One spot had even landed on her cheek far beyond where she could possibly manage to reach with her tongue. But that didn't matter too much to her. Like Don, she had other things to keep her occupied. “Keep fucking, damn you, Fred. Don't stop! I want to feel that swollen prick of yours deep in my cunt! Make me come! Give me one hell of a fucking, son!” Fred didn't answer. He had wrapped his hands around his mother's waist to keep him on target and to pull her hips back into his prick as he drove forward with his own hips. This gave him about the deepest penetration possible.

Fucking her like the bitch she was gave him an added thrill. He could even reach around her waist and diddle her clit. But this wasn't what he wanted. There was another; even smaller and more stimulating hole he wanted to fuck the living hell out of. His prick wetly popped from her clutching cunt. His long fuck-stick was liberally greased with his mother's inner oils. For a moment, he held still, as if scouting the terrain, then he drove forward again. This time his target was a bit higher-her asshole. “Oh! Oh, Fred, it… it's no use! You're too big to fit in there! You'll tear me apart all the way to the chin!” But the youth didn't hesitate. His well-greased prong pressed harder into the puckered ring of her anus. The muscles surrounding the very tip of his prick tried hard to keep him from her back door. The quivering little anal sphincter clamped tight and pulsed harshly against his glans. But the juices from her cunt made his cock too slippery to keep out. He slipped into the ring of her asshole and buried just the purple head of his cock firmly in her behind. He hesitated for a moment and allowed the heat to seep into his prick. Her cunt had been hot; her asshole was even hotter. It threatened to burn him down to a stub, but what a way to go! He shoved forward another half-inch. The woman groaned loudly, but she didn't try to pull away. “No, son, no!” she cried out. “You're going to tear me apart inside. That cock! Oh, oh! Fuck me! I want you to fuck meeeeee!” The sudden change in what she was saying took him a little by surprise. He knew from the way her body was responding to his backdoor techniques that she really wanted to be cornholed. But to hear it from her lips was a new sensation for him. He drove his cock into the seething depths of her rectum with all the fury locked in his body. They both gasped in unison as soon as his balls wetly slapped against the gaping lips of her cunt. His prick was in her ass to the hilt. The slightest movement on either of their parts made both of them totally aware of the power of that prick. He moved his hips in a small circular motion that caused his cock to stir around inside her like a spoon in a bowl. But no spoon had ever been so hard and warm and desirous of fucking. And no bowl had ever been so superheated and demanding of a cock. “Fuck me. I can't stand to have you simply sitting back there and doing nothing!” she complained.