Randy Guy: Hot bed neighbors

Robby grinned and flipped one of her tits.

Doe smiled and began to open her damp blouse as she danced. Seconds later she peeled it off and dropped it on the coffee table.

Pony had noticed, nudged Kenny, and called above the heavy rock beat and wailing electric guitars: "Take it off!"

Kenny joined in. "Yeah. Both of you!"

Robby pulled off his tank top and wiped his face with it before tossing it into a corner.

Doe smiled devilishly and unzipped the side of her skin-tight red satin shorts. The widening V of white skin showed she wore no panties.

She gasped to Robby: "Come on!" She reached for his fly.

Robby laughed and beat her to it. He raked open the snap and slowly strip-teased down the zipper for her as he danced. His big prick bulged into view and finally flopped out to sway and joggle from his loins – eight inches of hard young cock.

Polly clapped her hands and cheered.

Doe shimmied her shorts down and kicked them into the air. She was totally naked. She danced provocatively around Robby as he clumsily got out of his shorts.

Doe wasted no time. She spun in front of Robby and moved close, until his wildly flopping, stiff prick almost touched her sweat shiny loins.

She did sexy, graceful bumps and grinds, and then pressed tightly against him, capturing his big cock between her thighs. His cock rode stiffly in her crotch, poking its head out below her ass cheeks.

She rubbed her tits and nipples on his wet chest and lifted her succulent mouth for a brief kiss. She whispered in his ear: "Go along with it."

"What?"

"You'll see!"

She moved back away from him, continuing to dance, and trailed her fingers along the length of his wobbling prick. She lured him to the center of the small dancing area, then went gracefully to her knees before him.

"Dance in place," she said.

Robby nodded. He planted his feet and swayed and jerked from the ankles up. His cock danced in the air inches from her open mouth. She tried to capture his prick without the aid of a hand. Her head bobbed and jerked in pursuit.

Watching, Polly and Kenny laughed. Polly wormed her small hand into Kenny's slacks and massaged the naked prick she found. She opened his slacks with her other hand. She lifted the giant cock and marveled at its size. It was warm and massive in her grip. The prick weaved a hypnotic spell as she watched.

"What should I do with this?" she asked.

Kenny said, watching Doe finally capture Robby's big cock with her mouth: "There's only four things you can do with it."

Seeing the youthful Doe kneeling before his son, giving Robby a blow-job, made Kenny's huge prickmeat stiffen dramatically.

He said to Polly: "Jack it, suck it, fuck it."

"That's only three." Polly pumped the monster cock's skin up and down. The skin flowed up over the big cockhead but couldn't completely cover it. A large drop of pre-cum was building at the tiny slit.

Ken grinned. "There's the ass-fuck, too."

"Oooo. That would rip me open." Polly guided his cock to her descending mouth. "Do you have a taste for ass-fucking?"

"Yeah. I'll take it if it's offered." He unzipped the back of her mumu and slid the garment down off her naked shoulders. Her big, fully-packed tits were uncovered after the dress hung for an instant on her swollen, cork-like nipples.

Polly freed her arms of the sleeves and was naked from the hips up. She purred. "What do you want me to do with this?" She kissed the cockhead and sucked up the dewdrop.

Ken didn't answer immediately. He kicked off his loafers and pushed his slacks down and off. He shed his knit shirt and socks. He stood up, a powerfully built, naked man in the prime of his life, and grabbed Polly by her arm.

"Let's join Jim and Wyoma in the bedroom and get something going!" he said.

Polly's mumu settled around her feet when she rose, and she was enticingly naked – a petite little woman with full tits three sizes too big for her chest, with slim, rounded hips, slender legs. She laughed and leaned against him.

"Sure you want to interrupt them?" Polly asked.

"Yeah." He headed for the hallway, taking Polly with him. His giant cock wobbled heavily between his solid thighs.

Doe had Robby's cock nearly buried in her throat. She rolled her large green eyes upward as Ken and Polly passed. She winked.

Polly stroked her daughter's long, wavy red hair as she passed by. "Join us if you like."

Robby was standing flatfooted, fucking his big prick into the depths of Doe's mouth and throat. He panted: "Going to have a daisy chain?"

Polly said, as she and Ken entered the hallway on the way to the master bedroom: "You never can tell."

Wyoma knelt on the big bed, face pressed into the bedspread, rump arched high, moaning, taking Jim's hard prick all the way into her ass.

Her mind was a swamp of weird lust. She groaned hoarsely and reared back to meet his fast, smacking fuck-thrusts. Her small, puckered sphincter was stretched open almost to the hurting point, and she had the sensation of having a constantly surging bowel movement – a big, hard turd – in her asshole.

The hot, itchy, tickling glow was back in her guts, driving her crazy again! What a delicious torment!

She was so absorbed in her pleasures that she didn't see or hear the bedroom door open and close as Ken and Polly entered. She moaned: "Don't stop! I'm going out of my mind! Ohhhh! Ummmm."

But Jim saw. His deep, hard, regular fuck plunges into Wyoma's tight asshole faltered briefly.

Wyoma cried: "No, keep it up! I love it! You're not hurting me!"

Jim regained his rhythm. He grinned at Ken and shrugged.

Ken nodded and smiled back. He was getting an idea. This aspect of Wyoma he'd never seen before. His monster prick stiffened again, throbbing, jerking heavily away from his thighs.

Polly noticed Ken's sudden extreme arousal and guessed the reason. She arched an eyebrow and smiled at Jim. She gently crawled onto the bed.

Wyoma felt the movement in the mattress and lifted her head to look around. She saw Polly – and then Ken! She flushed violently. She buried her face again, in shame and embarrassment, and then realized Ken had not been frowning. In fact, he had looked excited and interested.

She looked up again almost instantly. Ken was grinning and nodding at her. She smiled tremulously in return. She had full permission now.

She closed her eyes to concentrate on the continuing plunges into her ass. Jim was doing it a little differently now – corkscrewing his hips, fucking his prick into her asshole from off angles, prodding his cockmeat left and right, up and down in the shit tube, churning her ass guts, making her gasp with the strange sensations.

Wyoma felt Polly pressing against her side. Then Polly's seeking hand crept between her shaking thighs and found her drooling cunt.

Wyoma moaned appreciatively as Polly's clever fingers captured her taut little clit and squeezed and tickled it. She was electrified with peaking lust! The itchy-hot glow from the ass-fucking melted into the urgent pleasure from her clit and brought her to her first climax of the night.

She clawed the bed and jerked her hips wildly. She lifted her head to howl with ecstasy and abruptly had her mouth stuffed with Ken's giant prick. Her panting moan was garbled and muffled as his prick sank into her throat.

Wyoma's blue eyes flew open. All she could see was Ken's hairy loins, his tight belly, and the sides of his arms as he gripped her head like a vise.

Her pleasures inexplicably mounted! Now Polly was jamming three fingers into her hot, begging cunt! Now Jim was smacking her ass harder than ever as he fucked her asshole like a machine!

Her asshole was spasming on Jim's reaming cock. Her throat convulsed around Ken's giant cockhead. Polly had bunched all her fingers and was twisting and turning her wet, juiced hand, forcing the whole hand into Wyoma's fluttering, stretched cunt.