John Douglas - Wild cherry

"That's only natural, honey. I've done it with a lot of girls who have never been with a man. They get their kicks by letting another girl eat them. But once I slide my clit in there, they really go ape!"

Kitty blushed, but forced her answer out. "I wanted you to go deeper!"

"Wait till Steve works on you, honey," Wilma grinned. "He'll give you all you want!"

"If I just wasn't so scared!" Kitty complained. "I knew you couldn't go past a certain point. But Uncle Steve's thing is so long!"

I reached over and patted her thigh. "Stop worrying about it, baby," I said gently. "We'll figure out some way."

Wilma polished off her drink and stretched out on the rug, on her stomach, leaning over my limp tool and blowing her warm breath against the still damp head.

"Careful!" I said teasingly. "You may start a fire!"

"That's the idea, honey," she grinned, flicking her tongue against the drooping head. Then, using the oral muscle as a shovel, she scooped my cock into her mouth and rolled it about in the warm bath of her saliva, curling her tongue in sliding caresses that brought me to a speedy erection which she sucked with noisy slurpings and rapid bobbings of her head.

She would have finished me off in that enjoyable manner, but I forced her upward by grabbing her delicately shaped ears and pulling her lips up my shaft until it escaped their vacuuming with a wet plopping sound.

Willingly, she let me tumble her onto her back and her long legs spread for my mounting, the enlarged clitoris throbbing above the inviting lips of her slippery cunt. My prick speared the waiting slit and I drove all nine inches into her with one powerful thrust, making her cry out and wrap those shapely legs about my waist as my pubic bone slammed down against the throbbing clit.

I slipped my arms beneath her and gripped her wriggling ass with both hands, lifting her cunt from the steady pistoning of my engorged cock, each stroke sawing that sensitive finger as I fucked her with grunting shoves, boring through the hot slimy tissues to jab the head of my prick against her excited womb, filling her until she moaned with the pressure and cried out with the ecstasy of that constant frictioning. It was over before either of us wanted it to end, and I shot my thick cream into the convulsing mouth of her exploding womb.

For perhaps the ten thousandth time in my life, I envied the ability of the female to copulate almost constantly, gliding from one climax to the next without appreciable pause. I sat nursing my drink and willing my flaccid cock into a new erection while Wilma humped her way to yet another ecstatic climax between Kitty's quivering, jerking thighs.

When she rolled off, panting with excitement and effort, I remarked about the physiological differences and she gave me an impish grin.

"I know a way to get it up in a hurry," she assured me. "If you'll cooperate."

"I'm noted for cooperation," I supplied. "And experimentation. What do I do?"

She issued instruction with a swiftness that betrayed her excitement and Kitty hastened to obey, eager to share in any activity which would bring on another series of vaginal spasms such as she had just enjoyed.

Kitty perched on the edge of the bed, her velvet thighs parted, and I knelt before her, grinning at the way she shoved her pussy forward as I leaned over to drag my tongue through the moist furrow. She grabbed my head and pushed my face against her crotch, urging me to drive my tongue into that pulsating slit, an act which I performed with an avid thrust that made her gasp with happiness.

The taste of her tart juices filled my mouth and I sucked the slippery folds between my teeth, nibbling their soft flesh as my tongue slithered in and out of the pulsating orifice.

I sensed Wilma behind me before I felt her soft lips on my back, trailing wet kisses downward until her mouth was pressing my buttocks, caressing and warm. Her hands parted the cheeks of my ass and she licked slowly through the anal crevice until her tongue was jabbing the striated circle of my asshole.

I arched my waist and shoved my rear up and back, inviting the thrust of that hot wet tongue, forcing my sphincter to relax as she pressed her greedy mouth more firmly about the anal opening. Then I was groaning my pleasure into Kitty's flexing pussy as the tongue bored through the constricted tissue and wriggled its tip inside the nerve-laced canal.

My own tongue danced inside Kitty's undulating vagina and I gulped the intoxicating juices my oral caresses extracted from that grinding sleeve. Her thighs clamped my ears, but I could still hear her frantic cries as she worked her way toward a spasming climax by rotating that delicious cunt against my busily sucking mouth.

Wilma's tongue fluttered and pistoned in my bottom, stroking through the sensitive lips with determined and knowing thrusts. Her mouth tightened its wet contact and I felt the indescribable ecstasy as she sucked me, knotting my guts with the ecstasy of that combined friction and hot vacuum.

Then, almost too quick for me to interpret the movement, she withdrew her probing tongue and shoved her extraordinary cunt against my tail. I felt the sweet hot thrill of entry as she inserted that miniature penis into the saliva slickened circle and shoved her clitoris up my ass.

Wilma's arms went about my waist and one hand wrapped warm fingers about my stiffening cock, stroking it in time with the slide of her engorged clit in and out of my clenching anus. Had she been any larger, the frictioning would have been almost painful, for she was hunching with a savagery that banged her soft belly against my buttocks and pressed the wet, rubbery lips of her cunt against my dangling balls. I flexed my sphincter about the driving clit, squeezing the delicate organ until she groaned with the pressure, her fist frigging my tool with steady pumping.

I was busily licking Kitty's deliciously flowing cunt, nibbling at her love bud and sucking the entire cuntal opening into my mouth, my hands clutching her writhing buttocks while she tugged at my hair, urging me to greater efforts as her pussy erupted in repeated climaxes.

Behind me, Wilma gave a gurgling gasp and shoved that throbbing finger into me as far as she could cram it. Instinctively, I squeezed and relaxed, squeezed and relaxed, adding to the ecstasy of her orgasm by the alternating pressure of my flexing anus about her engorged clit.

When I was certain her orgasmic shudders had ended, I forced myself free from Kitty's grip and pushed Wilma from her clinging position, feeling the softening clitoris slip from my ass with a slithering sensation. Tugging at her arm, I guided her until, she was seated beside Kitty, leaning over with her cheek resting on the girl's belly, her lips just above the silk-fringed slit.

Moving forward, I pressed the shaft of my cock against Kitty's juicy cunt, sliding the throbbing head upward and forward until it was claimed by Wilma's eager lips. She met the entering tip with flashing tongue, swirling the wet muscle about it before relaxing the barrier and letting me shove my rampant spear far back into her greedy mouth.

Her lips tightened and her cheeks hollowed, sucking me with a hunger that sent the hot thrills racing back through my balls as they rolled and rubbed through Kitty's slimy trench.

Four willing hands secured me, pressing my hardness and guiding it as I stroked in and out of Wilma's mouth, forcing the head of my prick over her tongue and sliding past the yielding softness of her palate.

She was an expert. Relaxing her throat, she took the head far back in that hot area where the tissues could grip it in slippery squeezings. Then, as I pulled it back, her tongue swirled and licked until I was groaning with the pleasure of her skillful mouthings.

Kitty was getting her share of the fun, for my cock was sliding back and forth over the delicate lips of her vagina, held tightly against them by their combined fingers.