Jason Cannon - Swap mates

Fortunately, the foreplay had gotten Elsie good and lubricated, so that although the cock encountered some resistance, it slid in easily enough. The sensations of the sides of the hole stretching to accommodate his cock made him feel as if he had a prick that was ten feet long.

She gave a loud gasp as he drove it so far home that it was almost literally tapping at the doors of her uterus. She already had her hands on her banging, swinging breasts, but soon she felt his hands pulling her own away, giving him the pleasure of manipulating the soft globes. With an extra thrill in his prick, he filled his hands with the feminine softness, placing his thumb and forefinger around the hard nipples.

There was a sensual thrill running through Elsie's body as it prepared to really let go. He could feel it in her cunt and in the tits that he held in his hands.

He was getting ready to blast off, too, as he shoved and plunged, reveling in the tight, glove-like fit of her sweet cunt around his prick.

Then she was letting go, and the feel of the cuntal spasms around his cock was enough to get him coming. The big cock drove the spurts of creamy spunk deep inside her receptive, eager hole, as her whole body shivered with pleasure. Pleasure at his come, pleasure at her own.

Then, at last, the shivers died down in her body, the shoulders came to rest as she caught her breath. For a moment they just stayed there, with his only slightly softening cock inside the warmth, his hands still cupping her breasts.

"Jesus," she moaned, "you're the best fuck I've ever had and ever will have."

"You mean that?" he asked.

"You bet your ass I do."

"Then get rid of Bill and let's make it permanent."

"Do you mean that?"

"Sure," Jeff said. "I've been looking all my life for a girl like you, who loves sex like I do. We might as well stay together."

Just then they heard a small boat bump along the side, and a voice. "Ahoy… anybody home?"

"Up here, Stacy," Jeff called out. "I want you to meet my future wife!"

"Who's that?" Elsie asked.

"Friend of mine. We do a lot of swinging together. You'll love him… he's a real stud."

"You mean that literally?"

"Of course," Jeff laughed. "Two cocks are always better than one, don't you think?"

Just then Stacy Leeds' smiling face popped up over the deck-well and behind him was a beautiful, smiling blonde. They were bath already starting to take their clothes off.

"Jeff," Stacy said, "this is Margie Blame. She's going to live with me, and I think she'll be a welcome addition to the group."

"She's sure got the body for it!" Jeff said. "Hi and welcome!"

"Hi," the blonde waved.

"And this," Jeff said, motioning toward Elsie where she was lying naked, "is Elsie… the future Mrs. Jeff Montlan."

"Hello there, Elsie," Stacy said, appraising her huge, lush body with his eyes and fisting his now bared cock.

"Hi, Stacy," Elsie said, spreading her legs and using her fingers to pry apart the wet lips of her pussy. "What do you want to do first? Eat it or fuck it?"

They had barely gotten into the bedroom when Margie started to protest. She didn't want her cunt eaten anymore. Jodie had already done that. Now she wanted some cock. Watching Elsie fuck all three of the men had turned her on again.

But Jodie looked so forlorn, so pathetic, that Margie had decided to humor her. "What do you want to do, honey?"

"Darling," Jodie said, "I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you so good that you'll never want another man. I want to make love to you the way that none of those guys out there ever could."

"Jodie…"

"Shhhhh."

Jodie took a huge rubber dildo from her bag and strapped it around her waist. It was a good three inches longer than Jeff's cock and a little bigger around.

"Jesus," Margie gasped, intrigued by the huge instrument.

Jodie giggled. "I save this for my special girl friends. Spread your legs, Margie honey! Take my cock! I'll be the man, you be the woman… and let's fuck!"

Jodie knelt between Margie's legs. The blonde didn't try to stop her. The thought of having the huge prick up her cunt had started a river of juices flowing from her vaginal walls.

The huge, black instrument, dangling between Jodie's legs looked lewd and obscene. That made it all the more attractive.

As the girl lifted the bulbous head of the phony cock into position at the entrance to Margie's gaping pussy, she spoke again. Her voice had changed. It lost all traces of softness. It took on the harsh, rasping tones of a she-demon.

"All right, you cunt… you cock hungry, man-loving cunt…"

"Jodie, what the…"

"Shut the fuck up!" Jodie hissed. "Take it. Take it, Margie, you dirty bitch! Take my cock and put it in your filthy hole!"

Margie protested but there was a hate, a look of demonic glee in the girl's eyes that seemed to hypnotize her. She grasped the thick rubber prick banging between Jodie's legs. It was positioned there so perfectly, so expertly, that it seemed to spring from the girl's loins as naturally as the real cock of a man.

"What the fuck are you waiting for, bitch?" Jodie shouted.

"Nothing… I…"

"Shut up. Put it in, damnit! You want cock… all right, you cock-fucker, you got it. I'll give you cock."

"Put it in! I'll tear up your pussy with my cock!"

Again Margie grasped the rubber hunk of meat in her hands. It felt almost real. It felt as if it were coming alive under her touch. Then she was guiding it cautiously toward the narrow, hair-lined slit of her wet pussy.

Jodie smiled evilly down at her. She could see that Margie's face, as the head of the prick-split her cuntal lips, changed from an expression of fear and loathing to one of anticipation and excitement.

"That's better, bitch. You'll see how good a fucker I am, Margie. Put it in you, baby!"

With help from Jodie's hips, Margie probed gently at the coral flesh of her cuntal lips, teased them open, ran the dildo up and down over the soft, quivering surface. When at last she found the moist little orifice there between her thighs, she paused, the tip of the phony cock poised, pointed directly at the pinkly glistening hole. And then, with a sigh and a little cry of pleasure-pain, she slipped it through the tight opening.

The hands of both girls had now encompassed the thick length of life-like rubber, and they watched it case into Margie's moist cuntal passage, pushing it in slowly, but ever deeper inside her. She began to mewl with joy as it scraped against the sensitive inner walls of her cunt, pushing the soft, pulsing folds of flesh before it. Her face was filled with an expression of lust-contorted passion.

Above her, Jodie began to fuck in and out, withdrawing the artificial prick almost to the tip, then thrusting it forward, almost to the hilt, while Margie writhed ecstatically beneath her. "What am I doing to you, honey?" she drawled. "Tell me what I'm doing… go on, honey, tell me!"

Margie hesitated a moment, and then she answered falteringly. "You're… you're making love to me."

"No, honey. Tell me! Tell me! You know the words, tell me. I want to hear them!"

Again there was a moment of hesitation, and this time, when she spoke, it was barely above a whisper. "You… you're… fucking me."

"That's right, honey, I'm fucking you. When two women are together, tit to tit, and curt to cunt… that's making love. But when a cock is involved… when a cock rips up your woman hole, that's fucking… lewd, dirty, obscene fucking!"

"No… noooooo!"

"Yes, you bitch! I'm not making love to you… I'm fucking you. Where am I fucking you, Margie?"

"In my cunt."

"That's right. I'm violating your cunt with my cock!" Jodie was shrieking now, like an insane woman. Her face was a grotesque mask of pained honor. "You like cock, don't you, you bitch?"