Paula Cash - Closet Queen

"I can stop him, Abby," said Cheryl calmly. "On the other hand, I can lick your ass while he does it. It might be your only chance for that action in all your life.”

She felt in a high good humor now that the Gypsy was back, quite willing to add to the legends of the Delt house.

"OH," said Abby. Then: "Ohhhhhhh."

Spider grinned back at Cheryl over his shoulder.

"You mean it, Cheryl?”

"Nothing's too good for my roommate," said Cheryl. "Turn over with Abby on top while I get a wash rag and make sure she's dainty… ”

When Cheryl finished with that small chore, the soft, sexed-up Abby lay on top of Spider's big body while he fucked upwards into her cunt. Cheryl laid down beside them and began to kiss the smooth warm flesh of Abby's buttocks.

"I'm going crazy!" cried Scotty, standing by the bed. "What can I do? What can I do?”

Cheryl felt hotly excited and cool at the same time. This was going to be the kinky trip of all time. Her cunt was wet, her juices flowed and she had that deep inner thrill of delightful, naughty sex. Cheryl spread her own legs.

"What you can do, Scotty, dear," she said, "is eat a little muff. Let's see if your tongue is as clever as you think it is.”

With a glad cry the rangy girl hopped on the bed and burrowed her head between Cheryl's soft thighs. Cheryl felt as if she were in heaven. She had control of Scotty just like her mother once controlled that lusty but somewhat inhibited hairdresser. Cheryl drove her tongue deep in Abby's crack and found the girl's ass pucker. She came alive, drilling the sensitive hole as Scotty's tongue slashed against her cunt and clit and the massive thrills started.

The room filled with gasps. Spider felt the tight clutch of Abby's hot-oiled cunt as he fucked in and out of her. Cheryl added to his joy by gently rubbing her finger on his cock as it slid in and out of Abby's vagina. Meanwhile she tongued Abby's asshole, two inches away from the main action.

Abby was the lucky one. Not only did she receive hot, friction-crazing thrusts of a prick eager for her body, but she had her sensitive asshole reamed at the same time. She gurgled, gasped, grunted and brayed. Her nipples dug into Spider's chest, thrilling from the tight pressure. Her belly sucked on Spider's. He kissed her, sucking out her tongue into his mouth and loving her hotly, while Cheryl's tongue rode and rode in hot, digging intensity on her sphincter, inches away from the plunging cock. Cheryl's fingers added to the clit pressure. It was like being caught in the divine vise of all time, every movement of her two lovers whipping and driving Abby to a purple glorious heaven, where her nerves thrilled in extreme ecstasy.

"Oh, my God. Ah, God. Oh. Eh! Uuuuueeeee," she chanted, slobbering helplessly and whining at her immolation by these demanding, hot lovers.

Scotty, eating Cheryl's cunt, began to drive the blonde to dizzy heights of pure passion, helped by her closeness to this other fuck, while Scotty joined in the hot action with her own hand riding her own clit. They were a heaving mass of fucking, sucking joy-crazed kids.

There was no way Abby could stand many minutes of this riotous compelling sex. Human flesh and nerves could only stand so much stimulation and with the extra touches this was pure high quality. Abby went crazy, her eyes big, her swollen body jerking in the lashing pleasure of the most massive orgasm of her life.

"Aaa-rooooo!" she sang and half-fainted as convulsions of ecstatic delight wracked her. Cheryl felt the girl's asshole throb as she came, while Spider felt the fierce glove grip of the expiring cunt. He gave his own whine of extreme pleasure, stiffened, and responded to Abby's incredible orgasm by ejaculating huge bursts of semen deep into her cunt.

"Gaaaawd!" he cried in delirious joy. What fabulous action!

Cheryl, enjoying the weirdest sex scene she'd ever been in or hoped ever to see, wanted more. Abby had pretty much tapered into exhaustion. Spider still tensed and spurted his milk into Abby's defenseless cunt. With her mouth only inches away, Cheryl seized his spurting cock, slid it out of Abby's cunt and into her own mouth, sucking the honey of Abby's juice and drinking off the last of Spider's powerful spurts. Spider howled in glee. Even in the rich glory of his spending release, he realized he'd achieved a legendary spend. How many men, since the world began, fucked off part of a spend deep in a beautiful girl's cunt and the rest of it in the mouth of an even more beautiful x girl. He strained in ultimate joy and spent even after all his liquid was gone, dry-throbbing in utter delight.

Cheryl barely managed to take the last spurts when Scotty's tongue, helped by the wild excitement of the orgy, whipped her to orgasm. She felt an ineffable stillness all through her hot belly and then gave up her sex in rich spasms of orgasm, crying:

"Hea-vennnnn-leeeeeee!”

Down below her, Scotty groaned and whined off her own joy to her hand, bringing up the rear with the fourth orgasm of the action, locking her legs and jerking in sweet pleasure of this incredible sex fury.

Then all the young people fell back, panting and glowing in the after-sex relaxation of the stunning trip they'd just enjoyed.

The phone rang. Abby rolled off Spider to answer it, since it was her phone service. She was still dazed from the crazy sex.

"It's for you," she said, handing the instrument to Cheryl.

If Abby had not been sex-drained and dizzy she might've thought faster and acted differently. But the heavy trip had quite deprived her of her ability to think.

John Wallace, heated to high passion from his fevered imagination, was also not thinking in his normal, careful fashion. Minute by minute, hour by hour that whole day long, he'd been falling deeper and deeper in love with Abby and her incredible urge for ass fucking, which was his urge also. He called her number; he heard her voice. He poured out his passion over the phone without realizing that the receiver had changed hands from Abby to his daughter.

"Abby," he cried. "You've got to come over now, right away. I want more sex with you. Last night was the wildest sex I ever had in my life. I've never fucked an ass like yours. When I screwed you last August, I never dreamed how well we matched. I'm going to marry you! I swear I want you for my wife!”

Cheryl froze, recognizing her father's voice, stunned by the information that came over the wire, remembering his moon-struck actions at lunch that day. Abby! Abby Windsor! Her own father! Oh-my-God!

She screamed her fury and flung the phone from her.

“You vicious bitch!” she screamed at Abby. "That was my father. You fucked him. You had perverted sex with him. He's crazy to marry you. I'll kill you!”

She jerked off the Gypsy and flung it at the redhead and tried to claw her. It was all Scotty and Spider could do to restrain her. Then Cheryl, crying tears of rage, dove for her clothes, yelling:

"I'm going to his motel. I'll kill him and then I'll kill myself. You vile, sex-crazy cruds! You've destroyed all our lives… ”

Cheryl ran all the way to the motel, because in a small college town like Brighton distances were not very far. She half-cried in her rage and shock to find out that the two people she cared most for in this world, her father, and Abby, had had all this wild, perverted sex behind her back. Her father actually talked about marrying the vile Abby who was only a year older than she, at twenty. Depraved! Demented!

She burst into his suite, raging at him:

"You degenerate pig! You ruined my mother's life with your rotten sex habits. Is that why she had to turn to women to get love? Because you spent all your time fucking young girls in the ass? Now you think you can ruin my life by picking up with Abby. Let me tell you, you vicious old man, that I'll kill you first. I'll kill her, too!”