James Barton: Door to door teaser

"Oh, fuck!" he exclaimed as he saw his throbbing rod disappear into her sucking mouth; as she pulled off to just the head, he convulsed, and she felt his hot rush of cum inside her mouth.

"Ohhhh! Muuuthhhhherrrrr!" he cried out, and took hold of her head as he hunched into her. He felt his cum spurt again and again as her tongue laved the swollen head of his cock and she sucked him strongly. "Ohhhhh… shittttttt! I… I did it! I shot off in her mouth!" and his legs began shaking as she took hold of his hot young balls and milked them.

Finally, Pam looked up and smiled as his hands relaxed on her blonde head. Slowly, she got to her feet and pressed her naked body against his. His prick was still hard, but it was sensitive and he pulled back as the head brushed the soft growth of blonde hair between her legs.

"Did you like that, Bob?" she asked, and kissed him softly.

"God… did I like it? I loved it, lady!" he told her, and pulled her to him, gripping her by the cheeks of her ass.

"Was, it better than raping a defenseless woman?" she asked huskily.

"I… I think I see whatcha mean…" he said, and looked at the two boys lying beside Marge on the bed. Each of them had a tit in his mouth and she lay back holding tightly to their pricks – one in each hand as they laved her nipples. "Rape… it ain't much better'n jackin' off…" He squeezed the cheeks of Pam's ass. "This is where it's at!"

She reached between them, found his prick still hard, and told him, "We haven't even started yet, Bobby…" and she licked his neck, then nibbled playfully at an earlobe.

Pam moved Marge and her two boys over and lay down on the bed after a quick trip to the bathroom. She took the tube of ointment and smeared a liberal amount on Bob's prick, then did the same to her asshole. She had Pete lie under her, and as she guided his prick into her pussy, she kissed him fully on the mouth.

"There…" Pam said, and pointed to her ass as she spread the cheeks wide.

Bob looked down at the inviting pink ring of flesh and swallowed thickly as he climbed onto the bed and between her legs. She guided the head of his thick prick to that tender spot and told him, "Easy now… don't shove all at once or you'll hurt me…"

Bob did as she asked, for his anger had left him and the last thing he wanted to do was to hurt either of these beautiful, willing women. He only wanted to pleasure them and to hear them cry out in ecstasy – the way they made each other cry out.

He felt the head of his prick push through the first tight ring of muscle and he was surprised at the tightness of the woman's asshole. It was like a softly clinging velvet glove, and as the head of his prick reached the second ring of muscle, he gasped and felt himself slide into her warm, clasping anal passage.

"Uhhhhnnn!" he gasped as she thrust back at him, and he could actually feel Pete's stiff prick as it moved slowly in and out of her cunt. The feeling was unreal, and the full, warm ass cheeks against his belly sent wave after wave of pleasure through his young body.

Pam felt the boy enter her fully from behind and she looked down at Pete as he licked his lips and ran his hands between their bodies to grab her full tits in his hands. She felt his prick as it filled her eager cunt and she lowered her mouth to his to suck his tongue into her mouth as he began to rotate his hips slowly beneath her. She shoved her tongue into his mouth then as Bob pulled his prick out of her ass just to the head, then plunged again deeply.

She shuddered as her clit was mashed against Pete's prick and she knew she was about to her a fantastic orgasm with both of the boys fucking her wildly. She ground her hips against Pete's as he thrust upward, and she felt Bob withdraw for another plunge. It only took them a few strokes each to set up a mind-blowing rhythm with their hot young pricks, and Pam felt herself building rapidly to a climax.

She raised her mouth from Pete's and glanced to her left to see Marge lying on her side, sixty-nining with Albert, while behind her, young Jim shoved his prick into her ass and reached around to mash her tits with his frantic hands. Marge moaned with the boy's prick in her mouth and thrust her hips back as Jim cried out, "Uhhn… that's tight… God, it's hot, too!"

The room rebounded with the obscene sounds of the six people as they sucked and fucked wildly, and each of them cried out in the throes of passion as they built to their individual climaxes in the midst of the wild orgy. Pete felt Pam's teeth sink into his shoulder as she stiffened and bucked against his prick, then he felt his balls release a new flood of jism into her hot, clasping cunt and he released with it a long, low animal cry as he squashed her soft tits in his hands.

Pam sobbed as orgasm after orgasm racked her sweating young body and she felt the prick in her ass erupt wildly as Bob dug his fingers into her hips painfully and cried out that he was dying.

Beside them, Marge took the boy's cum down her throat as the prick, in her ass exploded and she felt her own body give up its energy in a great crashing wave of ecstasy that caused her to squeeze her thighs tightly about the boy's head as he sucked her clit between his eager young lips. She felt his prick spurt the last of his youthful cum down her throat, and he groaned as his prick became supersensitive inside her sucking mouth.

Finally, the six fuckers lay sweating and gasping for breath in post orgasm euphoria as their bodies cooled and stiff young pricks wilted to shriveled lengths of wrinkled flesh and popped out of mouths, cunts and assholes, slick now with the cum that had dribbled from the women's orifices.

The candles burned low and Bob was the first to roll off the bed to collapse on the floor. Pam heard him dimly as she struggled to stay in that warm, secure place her mind had plunged her following the own multiple orgasm that had sunk her nearly to unconsciousness. She felt his hands on her shoulders, then he was lifting her face from Pete's shoulder and he kissed her softly.

"You… you're too much…" he said.

She wrinkled her nose. "You're pretty good yourself…" and she kissed him again. "Would… would you do me a favor now?"

"Who do you want murdered?" he asked playfully.

She smiled tiredly as she reached for his wrinkled prick as he sat beside the bed. "Would you get them to clean up the kitchen before you make them leave?"

Bob understood and he nodded his head tiredly as he stood and told the others, "Okay… the fun's over – we got somethin' to do 'fore we can leave!"

Pam lay in a half-slumber, Marge beside her, their arms and legs entwined as the boys dressed quietly and went to the kitchen. She heard them moving about as the water was run in the sink and the garbage disposal churned. She rolled slightly to one side and took Marge's full breast in her hand and massaged it until the nipple became turgid.

Marge fluttered her eyelids as she felt the woman's body pressing against hers, and Pam's fingers sought her sopping cunt. They both heard the back door slam, and as the house fell quiet, Pam kissed Marge softly and then said, "Now it's our turn…" and she stroked the other woman's cunt as Marge's hand moved between her legs to return the favor.

The house echoed their sounds of lovemaking, and as Pam turned on the bed to place her mouth over Marge's cum-filled cunt, she thought, Hell… Mrs. Hoagarty can just wait!

Pam felt refreshed following a short nap, a snack and a shower. She had left Marge sleeping deeply and locked the door behind her as she remembered her delivery to the customer named Hoagarty. As she drove toward the address, the sun was setting over the blue Pacific and she wished now that she had inquired about the Hoagarty account from Marge… she really wasn't in the mood for any more sex, and if that was what it took to keep daft customer happy, she might well lose her first customer!