Heather Brown - Hitchhike wife

"God, I'm trying," her partner moaned. "My cock feels like it's going to burst. Stick another finger in my ass. Keep finger-fucking me in the ass until I come."

"What's happening?" the recognizable voice of the guy who'd come when I'd listened the first time said.

What was happening was that I was sensually berserk. Even my tightly clenched fist pumping in and out of my cunt wasn't enough to satisfy the fire within me. I felt like the girl inside who'd complained she'd been left out. She got a pussy-licking out of it… and in my crazed lust I expected a lot more.

The strength generated by my sensuality was overpowering. The lock on the door snapped like a rusty pin under my twisting grip. Throwing the door open, my eyes bugged out at what I saw, my mouth watering and my pussy burning.

It was just like I'd counted on. There were two guys' and three girls… all of them naked, and all of them beautiful. They were all big and firm, not an ounce of fat on them. I couldn't get a good glimpse of the pricks at first, but I could see that the three cunts were absolutely gorgeous.

Never before had I been so struck by the thrilling beauty of a cunt. Even through the darkness I could see their wet… and redness… and hairiness. They were each drooling. One with a hot, stiff ejaculating dick crammed up it. Another with a lancing tongue licking it. The third, spread and open, dripping the milky sperm that had been shot into it.

My own pussy blazed like an ember between my legs. Responding to my first concrete stimulus, all of a sudden my only desire in the world was to have my cunt pressed against another woman's crotch. I wanted to feel our pussy-lips rubbing together. Our clits jabbing maddeningly together. Our cunt-flow mixing. Our pussy hair intertwining.

Cunt! Cunt! Cunt! my brain screamed. I dove into the mass of naked humanity in the van, drooling at both ends.

My lunge threw me between the two lovemaking girls. Slipping between them like a piece of lunchmeat in a sandwich, I suddenly felt the mouth that must have been licking the cunt of the girl below me now lapping mine. Underneath me, a pussy matted against my ass, tickling up my crack. Tits squashed against my shoulder blades.

There was no shock. It was as though they expected me. As an acrid smell filled my nostrils, I recognized marijuana smoke. They were all stoned out of their minds.

The mouth at my cunt bathed my box with hot drooling spit. The tongue explored every nook and cranny. From the top of my cunt to the rim of my asshole I was licked, my body transformed into a quivering mass.

The girl beneath me began to get in on the action also, to my total joy. Putting her hand between our bodies, she spread the cheeks of my ass, snuggling her cunt flush to my bung-hole. First her pussy hair tickled my sensitive ass ridges, and then I could feel the warmth and wetness of her cunt-lips. They sucked at my ass, like we were sharing a deep kiss.

She kept moving, working her cunt deeper and deeper into the furrow of my ass. Her pussy-lips slid back and forth against my pulsing shitter, setting up a delicious friction that drove me wild. Her cunt-juice slicked my ass until I was soaking wet underneath.

The she maneuvered down enough to do the impossible. Incredibly her stiff little clit penetrated my asshole, sticking inside at least an inch. I clenched my butt sphincter, seizing the tiny spike so I would never have to let it go. It chafed maddeningly inside the tight mouth of my delicate rosebud.

At my cunt, the tongue had now also penetrated. When it was three inches within me, I went wild with coming. Rolling my arms and moaning, I blindly groped for any further turn-on.

I was rewarded when my fingers grasped the cock that had been going in and out of the third girl's pussy all this time.

"Ooooh!" the girl was moaning, obviously coming. Her partner was still pumping, still having failed to shoot his wad.

"Come! Come, you bastard!" the girl screamed as I fondled the union of his cock with her cunt.

I could feel the prick tense in my grip and knew what was next. In the split-second before it could erupt I impulsively tugged it from the cunt it was fucking. Before I knew it, I miraculously had it in my mouth, and it was spurting an ocean of sperm down my throat.

I threw my hand over the cunt I had been forced to deny. It was like putting my fingers on fire. The girl was coming like mad. She had to have something push the final buttons in her pussy or she'd never stop.

I eagerly grasped the puffy folds of her pussy, marveling at its wetness. It was like sticking my hand into a pot of honey that had been simmering on the stove.

Her pussy was so open from the fucking it had been taking that it easily accepted as many fingers as I wanted to cram into it. First two… then… four… my whole hand, knotted into a fist. Surging inward like the merciless head of an enormous vengeful cock.

"Oh, God, this is better!" the girl I was fist-fucking cried. "This is better than any cock! Fist fuck me, fist-fuck me, whoever you are! I'm coming, coming, cooommiinnggg!"

And so was I. My heart was beating a mile a minute. My tits were throbbing. My cunt was on fire.

The dick in my mouth had stopped spurting now, but there was still plenty of jizz to swallow. I gagged it down, loving every syrupy glob. Sperm coated my stomach.

Although it had stopped coming, I couldn't stop licking the mystery prick. It had a huge heart-shaped head with a hard flange that twisted like the end of an enormous drill.

Cupped in my fingers, his balls were huge and hairy. After he'd finished coming, they tried to go slack, but I wouldn't let them. Squeezing them harder and harder I tried to pump them up for an impossible second load of sperm within minutes.

"Hey, man, what's happening?" the voice of the guy I'd first heard outside said sleepily.

"We're fucking, fucking, fucking," the chick underneath me answered.

"And sucking, sucking, sucking," the one between my legs moaned up from my cunt.

"And coming, coming, coming," the girl I was fist-fucking crooned.

"I can hear, believe me, I can hear," the guy said. "But I think I hear an extra slurp. An extra chick, maybe."

"You do," the girl beneath me said.

"Right on," the guy said, accepting my unexplained presence just like that. "Just shows you what good things'll happen to you if you just smoke enough grass. Mind if I go through the line again for seconds?"

He didn't even ask who I was, whether I had a name, or anything. He accepted me without question. It was a groovy, warm feeling.

I'd put down hippies as much as anybody else, but now I saw how wrong I'd been. With all the animals roaming around these days, they were a revelation. I felt overwhelmed by their warmth and kindness. By the sheer love they generated. Naturally I wanted to return their kindness by fucking and sucking all five of them to the hilt.

I could see now that both the guys were long-haired and bearded, their nude bodies slim and muscular. Their dicks were both huge.

The girls all had hair down to their waists, athletic slim bodies, and high firm tits. They had over-all tans. And between their legs they had the hairiest, juiciest, openest pussies I'd ever seen.

We were in a free-for-all. The first guy jumped onto the human pile and it collapsed. All of a sudden, wet pussies and stiff dicks were flying around everyplace, my tits being battered by the two super-firm hard-ons. The stink of sex filled the van, the scent of steaming cunt-juice blending intoxicatingly with the musk of spent cum and sweaty crotches and balls.

When I stopped tumbling, I wound up pinned on my back by one of the guys. I couldn't tell which one he was. They both looked alike to me with their long hair and beards – like the Smith Bros on the cough-drop boxes.