Jack Parker - Photo orgy

"Grab hold of him," Sandy said. Dave went around back of me and held me up, so that the rings weren't supporting nice and the ropes went slack. Sandy then pushed the rings as far up my thighs as they would go. Then Dave released me. Now my ass didn't hang so much. I had more support and was in sort of a sitting position.

Sandy walked in between my legs. My cock was pointed up at her snatch, in perfect position for the humping.

She took the hairy base and angled the head between her golden, beautiful lips. My legs were sticking straight out, one brushing against each of her hips. She took hold of them and began pushing and pulling on them, using them as a kind of handle as she poked herself with my throbbing prick.

"You like it, Pete?" she asked. She looked up at me with a little smile. I noticed the sweat beginning to break out on her forehead.

"Uh! Yeah," I said.

Her cunt felt warm and tight around my prick. I looked down and watched it go in and out. Her fine blond hair mingled with my own dark hair. She was standing with her strong legs spread, her pussy split wide by my thick slab of a prick.

I groaned again and looked up just in time to see Larhonda pass the drink back to Dave and kneel down next to Sandy. Five long, black fingers snaked around my nuts and began wringing them out as I fucked.

"Ah, baby!" I said, throwing my head back. "Fuck! Oh, shit! Squeeze my balls!"

I was panting like a bastard. My eyes were closed and the sweat was running all over my face. I opened my eyes again just in time to see Dave come up behind me with the drink.

"How's it feel, buddy?" he asked.

"Great – ohhhh," was my answer. The fucking and squeezing was almost too good. I was reaching new highs in pleasure.

"How 'bout a little snort?" He was right behind me, holding his arm around my face with the glass up to my lips. This was kind of odd, I thought, but I was too drunk to care. I figured he was just being a good host and I didn't want to insult him, so I opened my mouth and let him pour the drink down my throat. It was distracting; I didn't really want to take it. But I did, and then turned my attention back to my groin.

The two broads were working on my cock and balls with pussy and fingers going a mile a minute. The beautiful Sandy had my body swinging back and forth as she fucked herself with my prick. And my nuts would have been swinging wildly had it not been for Larhonda's hot, black fingers. They were playing with my balls in ways I had never even imagined.

Then I could no longer hold back the flood. My entire body tensed and my stiff legs began to kick and thrust wildly. Sandy held onto them and poked my cock in and out even harder, as she saw I was cumin'.

"Ahhh, cum! Fuck, I'm cummmming!!" The hot cum shot out of my prick in thick spurts and went deep up her hole.

"Ummmm, it feels good." I heard her words and groaned louder. Below, Larhonda was making sure every drop of cum was wrung out of my balls. She had both hands on them now, squeezing each nut till I thought I'd pass out from the pleasure of it.

When it was over, Sandy stepped back and let my wilting prick slip from her open pussy. She let go of my legs and I swung free. By this time Larhonda was over standing with Dave. Sandy joined them and they whispered for a few seconds. Probably planning more fun and games, I thought.

"Hey, somebody, cut me down!"

"Sure, pal," Dave said. He left the group and went to the wall. In a few seconds I was on my ass fumbling with the rings. They were beginning to hurt. I had them off in a few minutes and joined the group. I could hardly stand I was so high.

"Wha's happining?" I babbled.

"Nothing much, Pete," Dave said. "Sandy and I are going to go a few rounds on the ropes. Want to watch?"

"You know it!" I said. "I'll just sit myself down here and…" I flopped down onto the floor and landed with my back against the wall. I stayed in that position, waving at Sandy and Dave.

"Where's Larhona?" I said. "No, no, I mean Larhon-da!"

"She'll be right back," Sandy said. "She's just over at the bar getting you another drink."

"Tha's awful nice of her," I said. Dave and Sandy were getting blurry; they each had two heads.

Larhonda returned with two drinks and sat down next to me. "Here you are, honey," she said, passing me a glass.

"Thanks," I said. I took the drink and threw my free arm around her black shoulders. "Hey, look what they're doin'!" I pointed to Dave and Sandy.

"You just watch and you're going to see something," the black broad said.

So I watched and drank. I was drunk, all right, but not too drunk to miss out on any action. My cock was still limp, though.

Dave had slid a small, padded table out from the side. It looked like an exercise table of some kind, or a thing you would lay on while getting a massage. Anyway, it was long enough for him, stood about a yard off the floor, and was covered with this fake leather material.

When the table was under the ropes, Sandy slipped the rings over her knees and he hoisted her up so her ass hung about six inches above the table. Then he twisted her the way she had done me. When the rope was all tangled and her ass was a foot higher, he stopped twisting and, holding her in place, slid under. He stretched out on his back and held her by the hips so that her pussy was over his cock.

For the first time I took notice of Dave's cock. Even in my condition I could tell it was a beaus. The thing was at least nine inches long, thick and veiny, with a great bulb of a purple head and a healthy growth of hair at the base.

Dave let Sandy spin around a few times, then caught her and stopped her with his hands. Now her ass was hanging lower and her exposed, open gash was just touching the tip of his head. He arched his back and his head went up between her lips. It was an awkward position, but he was so muscular and in such great shape that it didn't seem to bother him.

"Ready, hon?" he asked.

"Let her rip!" Sandy cried.

Just before he did I let out a howl. What an idea! I had to give them credit. He was going to screw her, all right! He was going to be screwed right up her cunt! I grabbed Larhonda's arm and squeezed.

"Holy Christ!" I exclaimed. "He's gonna screw her cunt!"

"Yeah, baby," Larhonda said. She had her black fingers around my cock, which was getting hard slowly.

Then Dave let go of Sandy's hips and she began to spin down. She didn't turn as quickly as I had because Dave's cock was slowing her. What a sight it was! On each turn I could see his prick go up her just a little bit more. Her lips were all stretched out around the thickness of his prick.

"Ahhhhh, my pussy! It feels wild!"

"My cock feels all twisted around!" Dave cried. He gave her ass a slap that sent her spinning faster.

"Oooooo… so goood!"

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" This from Dave. I could imagine how it musta felt, having his prick going up a rotating, wet cunt. I was hard again.

"Twist my cock in your hand!" I looked at Larhonda, then back at Dave and Sandy. The black babe didn't take long. She started twisting the shaft in one hand and with the other made a fist over the bulging head and twisted it. Sharp jolts of pleasure shot down to my balls.

"Ahhhh, do it, do it," I moaned.

"It's good, huh, Pete?"

"Ohhh, you big black piece of ass! You know it!" I reached for her pussy and found it wet and open. I began twisting her hairy cunt lips around in my fingers.

"That's right, play with it. Ummmm…"

While Larhonda and I handled each other on the floor, Dave and Sandy continued to go at it on the table. She finished her final turn and her pussy was still nibbling his shaft two inches above the base. He had a long one and she was stuck on it.

He reached up and, taking her by the hips, brought her down the rest of the way. His shaft vanished up her hole and their blond pubic hair mixed.