Chris Simon - A real hot number

"Not yet," she said. "Did you?"

"No." I put my hand down on my own cock. "Go down on me," I said.

She did, and I felt the wetness of her mouth all over my cock. She sunk her face to the base of my organ, and licked at the head of my cock with the tip of her tongue. Since Brian Bennett, her technique had improved greatly. Patti had become a great cock, sucker.

I was anxious to continue.

"It's my turn, I think," I said.

Patti pulled her lips away from my cock. I began to put it back in my pants.

"Leave it out," she whispered. "For her."

I did, and I spun the bottle. It pointed to Ted.

"I've got Barbara," I said.

I watched her hulking shadow lumber across the room towards me. She was on her knees, wobbling back and forth, until she was pressed up against me again. I opened my arms, and she slid in next to me. Her body was warm, and her mouth was open.

My naked cock pressed into her skirt. Her hand came down from my shoulder, and she placed it between our bodies. Her fingers tightened around my cock. She moaned with the contact.

"You're big," she whispered, still kissing me.

After Brian Bennett, that made me feel good. I pushed my hips forward, and allowed the entire length of my cock to slide through her fingers. She squeezed me as I pushed, and her thick, warm fingers made my cock tingle.

I began to unbutton her blouse, slowly, button by button. In a moment, her blouse was loose, and her tits hung out. I scooped them up in my hands, squeezing and pulling them. Her breasts were enormous, and I squashed them together. She moaned, and I tried to clamp my hands all over her tits, but their great size prevented me from doing so. So much of her flesh was left untouched.

I bent forward, and took a nipple in my mouth. It was hard and hot, and she pressed my face into her chest. She lifted her left tit, and pressed it against the side of my face as I sucked on the right. I felt the tingle of the nipple slide across the ridges of my ear.

"Take off my blouse," Barbara said.

I slipped it from her shoulders, and she was naked to the waist. I bent back to kiss her, and she continued to fondle my cock.

"Oooohhhh!" someone said. It was Patti, and she was moaning in pleasure. I wondered what he was doing to her.

I heard a pull of clothing, and an unmistakable grate of a zipper.

"Who's turn is it?" Patti asked. Apparently her moan was louder than she had expected, and she grew self-conscious.

"Mine," Barbara said. She spun the bottle.

"I've got Allen," she said.

Someone said good. I think it was Patti.

Barbara turned back towards me, still on her knees. I reached for her skirt and lifted it. I put my hand between her legs and touched her cunt. It was fat and full, and her panties were wet. I slipped my hand down them, and I touched a thick, heavy forest of cunt hair.

The lips separated, and I felt her clitoris. It was larger than any I've ever felt: it was like a huge lump of flesh; like a nipple from her tit. It was hard, rock hard. I put my finger on it, and pushed it back down into the flesh of her cunt. Barbara moaned.

I began to rotate her clitoris. I used two fingers, and I pressed it heavily down. Her cunt was so wet, that I felt her discharge sopping against my hand. My finger made a squishing noise as I spun her clit.

"Let me put it in," I said.

"Not yet," Barbara answered. "Put it on the outside."

She took my cock in her hand, and pulled down the front of her panties, exposing her cunt. She guided my cock in between her legs, just under her cunt. Then she let the panties go, and the elastic snapped back, imprisoning my cock against the wet underside of Barbara's cunt. The sensation was unique; I felt the silken sensuality of her panties pulling against the underside of my cock, and I felt the wet softness of her cunt's flesh against the top of my cock.

"Hump me," she said.

As I slid my cock in and out, between the lips of her cunt, Barbara grabbed onto either side of the panties, and pulled them upward, pressing my cock even more tightly against her cunt. She pulled the panties so hard that I thought they would rip, and I felt my cock pressed into her cunt. I felt her whole cunt against the length of my cock. I felt the wet discharge from between her cunt lips dribble down against the shaft of my cock, wetting it and making it slippery with the juice of her sex.

I had my tongue buried in her mouth, and both my hands on her tits. We kissed like that for a while, mouths open, my hands screwing against her naked breasts as though they were headlights, my cock, sliding in and out of her panties, pressed up between the lips of her cunt.

Over her shoulder, I tried to discern the two shapes I saw on the floor. I couldn't make them out. One shape seemed to blend into the other. I heard a wet, slurping noise.

I was curious as to what they were doing.

"It's my turn now," I said.

I spun and I got Patti.

"I've got you, hon," I said.

"Just a second," she said. A faint touch of panic touched her voice.

She came over to me and I kissed her. She was holding her skirt on with one hand. With the exception of the skirt, she was completely naked.

I loosened her hand, and the skirt fell down. I put my hand on her cunt, and shoved two fingers up inside of her. My fingers nearly fell into her, and I knew that her cunt had been well reamed out.

"Did you fuck her yet?" Patti asked.

"Not yet," I said.

"What are you waiting for?"

She spread her legs and I pushed a third finger up inside of her. I moved my hand as I would a cock, pushing in and out like a piston.

"Did he fuck you?" I asked.

She hesitated a moment. "Yes."

The idea excited me. I pictured it in my mind.

"Is he big?" I wanted to know.

"Not as big as you," Patti confessed. "But he's good."

"Were you fucking just now?" I asked.

"Yes."

I pushed her back, and lowered my face to her cunt. I put my lips against her clitoris, and began to lick her with my tongue. I wet my three fingers with my own saliva, pushing my tongue up inside of her, and then sliding it up the valley between her lips, until I was licking at her clit. She began to shudder and moan, and I felt strangely close to an orgasm. All I kept on thinking about was that Ted Oliver's cock had been where my mouth now was. The thought excited me, and I licked feverishly at my wife's cunt.

"Who's turn is it now?"

It was Ted's voice, and it held just the slightest trace of impatience. I could tell he wanted Patti; he could have his wife any night.

"It's my turn," Patti said. She was flat on her back and I was eating at her cunt with my mouth. I continued to lick at her as she sat up.

She got up on her hands and knees, searching for the bottle. I reached behind her, and grabbed her ass with my hands. I bent forward and began to lick at Patti's ass with my tongue. I felt her shudder as my tongue slid up and down the crack between her cunt and her asshole.

"Jesus!" Patti said as she spun the bottle. My tongue was in her ass, and she was on her hands and knees, bent over. I felt the slobber of her cunt against my face.

"I've got…" she began.

"Me!" said Ted. "You've got me!"

"That's right," she confessed. I watched her squirm across the dark room towards him. She bumped into Barbara who was returning to me. I heard the wet slap of naked flesh bang into each other, and the two women continued in their own paths.

Barbara was naked when I touched her. She had nothing at all on. She was still on her knees, and I touched her cunt. Her cunt was so wet and open that I think I could have put my whole hand up inside of her cunt.

She bent forward and started sucking my cock. Her mouth was hungry, and she swallowed the whole shaft. I fell sidewise on her, twisting my body until I had my face pressed into her cunt. She parted her thighs, and I buried my mouth in her cunt.