L Murphy - Their wild vacation

"Here goes," called Hank.

"Eeeee," shrieked Doris as Hank drove his swollen cock into her till everything but a few inches was crammed up her ass. Hank paused a moment. Steve had been right; it had only hurt for a second. Now it felt marvelous; with two cocks buried in her. She wriggled her ass experimentally. Steve groaned and she looked at him in surprise.

"When you move like that it feels like I'm getting fucked coming and going," he explained breathlessly. "I can feel Hank's rod right up against mine, with just your cute little cunny in between. Fuck it to her, Hank!" cried Steve excitedly.

"Here goes!" called Hank, taking a deep breath and pushing with all his might.

"Aaargh!" yelped Doris as he rammed his pecker in the final few inches. She was certain her ass was going to split wide open. She moaned happily as he continued to spear her, and then started to slowly move inside her.

"Come an, baby, ride me," Steve urged her. Soon all three of them were gyrating and grinding, a giant humping monster that looked like the invention of some mad scientist.

Doris came first, crying out loud as she rammed her cunt down harder and harder, smashing again and again into Steve's crotch. "It's so fuckin' beautiful," she cried, as tremor on tremor rocked her pounding body.

Her climax was infectious, and Steve felt himself getting ready to cut loose, too. He could feel Hank's cock pounding up Doris' ass, ramming itself against his own prick with every thrust.

"I'm coming, too!" he cried, clutching at Doris' gleaming breasts and squeezing them in his hands as his cock exploded and sent a stream of hot cum shooting up Doris' bucking pussy. God, he'd been so hot and horny for a piece of pussy. He thought he was going to come forever.

Now Hank started to grunt and push his thirteen-inch prick up to the hilt in Doris' bouncing ass, moving it faster and faster in her tight hot tunnel. Doris whimpered softly as he pounded harder and harder till at last he groaned, and she could feel his giant tool shaking inside her ass as he started to come. Doris felt like her ass was being flooded with a hot sticky river of cum as his jerking cock continued to pump it up her.

With a final thrust Hank emptied the last drops of his cum into her ass and lay, panting, his face buried in her cap of curls. Doris had collapsed on Steve and Hank lay prone over both of them when Maybella and Mary Anne opened the door to number eighteen.

"Well, will you look at that," cried Mary Anne indignantly. "And after he promised I'd be the first one to get fucked, too. I got a good mind to go and tell Daddy what's goin' on in number eighteen!"

Steve groaned inwardly. In all the excitement he'd totally forgotten the real reason he'd come to number eighteen.

He stepped inside the room and closed the door.

"Now Mary Anne, don't get all died up. You're gonna get fucked good, I promise," Steve said reassuringly.

"Well, I better, I just better," replied Mary Anne, who now sounded more curious than angry.

"Where'd all these folks come from, anyhow?" questioned Maybella. She was looking, at Hank's muscular rump with interest. She came closer and gasped as Hank eased his pecker out of Doris' elastic asshole. Her eyes grew wide as she stared down at his enormous cock.

"This is Maybella, and that's Mary Anne," Steve announced by way of introduction. "Girls, this is my… uh… friend, Doris, and her friend Hank. I'm afraid they beat me to the unit, and naturally I had to join them. I mean, I couldn't very well just sit there and watch, now could I? Wouldn't have been polite. Besides, you two were so late I thought maybe you'd changed your minds," said Steve ingeniously.

"Daddy kept pesterin' us. We had a hard time getting away," Mary Anne said matter-of-factly.

"Well, now that you're here, why don't you slip out of all those clothes and get comfortable like the rest of us?" invited Hank, who was eyeing Mary Anne's full ripe tits that were dearly outlined in her skimpy jersey top.

The two girls looked at each other questionably, then nodded. They giggled self-consciously as they stripped off their clothes and came over to the bed.

By this time Steve had gently urged Doris up and off his prick which was already starting to get hard again at the sight of Mary Anne's and Maybella's golden young bodies swaying toward him as they approached the bed.

At the moment Doris was too exhausted to care what any of them did. She rolled off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom.

Mary Anne and Maybella stood by the foot of the bed looking as innocently demure as two schoolgirls. Hank felt his prick jerk involuntarily at the sight of those two sweet young cunts. Like a compass, Mary Anne's eyes kept coming back to Hank's rapidly enlarging cock. He felt his crotch lightening at the thought of plunging his spear into her silky golden bush.

"Would you like some of that, baby?" said Hank softly, patting his erect pecker.

"I don't rightly know," she replied timidly. "It looks so big!"

"All the better to fuck you with my dear," drawled Hank. "Come here, Mary Anne, honey. I'm not gonna hurt you."

"I'm s'posed to be fuckin' Steve this afternoon," she said, moving her eyes with difficulty over to Steve, who lay sprawled on his side near the edge of the bed, his hand buried in Maybella's pussy.

"Don't look like he's going to mind none," grinned Hank. "You can always fuck him next if you want to. Come on," he urged her, patting the bed by his side.

"Well…" she giggled uncertainly.

Hank reached up and grabbed her wrist, pulling her down so she sprawled on top of him. Her lush titties were pressed against his chest, and his huge cock was between her creamy thighs. He began kissing her moist young lips, gently at first and then harder as they parted to admit his probing tongue. She moaned as he stroked her smooth back and rounded ass with his long fingers. The innocent little-girl look gave way to the look of a hungry young tigress as she pressed her body against his, grinding her steaming crotch against his hip bones and darting her tongue into his mouth. Hank's hands moved up and, down her body more urgently as he slowly squirmed his way towards the headboard of the bed.

Meanwhile, Maybella had dropped to her knees in front of Steve, who was bracing himself with his hands as she fastened her hungry mouth over his stiff rod and started working it up and don with her lips and tongue. With her free hand she tickled and gently squeezed his balls.

Hank had inched backwards along the bed, taking the squirming Mary Anne with him, till his head touched the padded headboard. He eased himself upright so that Mary Anne was kneeling against him, her widespread legs sprawled on either side of his body. His enormous pecker was pointing straight up into the air. Mary Anne wriggled closer so that her cunt was pressed up against his shaft.

His hands circled her waist as he bent to kiss first one pink nipple and then the other. She threw back her head so tat her long blonde hair swished across his fingers as he licked her twin cherries. By now she was grinding her pussy hard into his rod, moving it back and forth so that he could feel first her moist inner lips and then her outer ones, all covered in soft blonde fur.

He pushed her down gently, so that she lay on her back between his outstretched legs, her knees drawn up on either side of his ass. Hank lifted her feet so that one leg was draped over each of his muscular shoulders and then looked down greedily into her open pussy hole, that was winking up at him all moist and inviting.

He ran his fingers up and down her soft wet slit, stopping to gently massage her swelling clit, then running a finger quickly into her fuck hole.

"You've got the softest little pussy I ever felt, baby," Hank murmured to her.