John Douglas - Wild cherry

She gave a little nasal whimper and accepted the pressure of my hands, relaxing her throat and letting the head of my cock slide between her tonsils, while her nose buried itself in my thick pubic hair and her chin pressed gently against my tightening balls. I held it there, waiting for the indescribable sensation as she swallowed and the muscles of her throat contracted about my sensitive glans in undulating caress.

Her tongue shaped itself into a wet curve, pressing upward against the bulging ventral ridge of my dick, trapping it in the delightful grip of rhythmic suction and welcoming the full length strokes with which I fucked that greedy mouth.

"Let's make it together!" Jack panted, wrapping both arms about the girl's slender waist and ramming it to her with furious thrusts that shoved her forward, her head pushing against my belly as the cock penetrated the recesses of her responsive cunt.

"Right on!" I grunted, hunching in and out of that sucking mouth with savage hunchings, holding Tammy's head up so she could use her wildly lashing tongue on the sliding head of my prick.

Tammy beat us by a few writhing, grunting seconds. Her whole body shivered with the powerful surges of pleasure and her knees buckled, forcing Jack to support her weight with his encircling arms. Since he was already in the short rows, he pulled her back, impaling her convulsing vagina on his jerking cock, and letting her screw the torrid sheath about his pole as he shot his load into her heaving belly.

Quickly, I wrapped the fingers of one hand about the base of my tool and used the other to hold Tammy's head positioned with the glans and too last two inches of prick straining her warm lips.

"Drink it!" I yelped, feeling the semen boil upward through the strutted shaft. My hand milked it and Tammy's mouth sucked with a heated vacuuming that drew my come out in powerful jets, spraying her swirling tongue and sliding down her gulping throat, punctuating her ecstatic whining with noisy swallows.

She knew exactly when to stop sucking and hold my prick with gentle pressure, moving her tongue cautiously over the tender head to send the last delicious shudders of pleasure racing through my well drained balls.

"Baby!" I panted. "You really know how to suck a cock!"

Her teeth gave me a gentle nip of appreciation for the compliment and her tongue reminded me that the evening was still young. Slowly and expertly, she brought me back to a throbbing stiffness while Jack took time out for a cigarette, watching her head bob and twist over my swelling cock.

"She's got a tight pussy," he said quietly. "But I got it all greased up for you."

When Tammy finally raised her head, she licked her lips and gave me a happy smile. "That's the biggest and best dick I ever went down on," she said hoarsely. "Man! With Jack pumpin' it to me and you massagin' my tonsils, I just about went over."

"Went over?" I asked stupidly.

"Fainted!" she explained. "Flipped! Wigged out!"

Jack was hauling a thick blanket from the back of the wagon and spreading it on the grass. Tammy plopped her fanny down on it and lay back, widening her legs and offering that narrow slit with a suggestive grinding of her mobile hips. I shook my head.

"How about you riding me?" I said. "I want to see your face when you've got nine inches of cock up your snatch!"

She giggled, rolling to one side and climbing to her knees. A trace of Jack's semen had escaped her tight-lipped cunt and was weaving a drunken pattern down the dark slope of her inner thigh. I took her place on the blanket, relaxing my buttocks in the embrace of the soft grass.

"Can you handle two at once?" I asked, eyeing the trickle of white cream and contemplating the juiciness of her vaginal chamber.

"I just did!" she answered brightly. Then, with a slight lowering of her brows, she caught my meaning, and her eyes flashed to the thrusting cock. Jack was stroking with lazy fingers, apparently willing to cooperate in anything we might suggest.

The frown shifted to a look of anticipation and her eyes swung back to survey the slightly curved column upon which she was about to impale that dripping cunt. She threw her right leg across my knees and rocked backward, resting her pliant buttocks on my ankles, her hands gripping the smooth roundness of her dark thighs. The red furrow of her pussy gaped through the damp curls of her pubic bush, slick and shiny with the seeping mixture of her previous union. She looked at Jack again.

"When I get that big thing in me," she said softly, "you ain't never gonna be able to get your dick in my tail. You better put it in first."

Jack gave her a grin of agreement and dropped to a kneeling position behind her, easing his cock between her thighs as she raised her hips cooperatively. The head pressed upward against the wet trough of her cunt.

"Better let me juice it up," Jack drawled, adjusting his angle and easing the black shaft into the webbed lips, folding them inward as he entered her with one determined shove.

Tammy's face contorted, the eyes squeezing shut as the cock filled her and Jack moved it in and out for several seconds while her fingers fluttered about his swaying balls.

"Jesus!" Jack hissed, giving her one last shove and grinding his belly against her rump. "You're hot in there!"

She didn't answer, for he was pulling his cock out of the clamping tissue and she was too busy enjoying the sensation of the sliding hardness through those aroused lips.

The slippery cock drew back past the taut perineum and Jack centered the head in the tiny circle of her anus, gripping the shaft as he began the task of entry into that resisting orifice.

Tammy's lips tightened against her white teeth and she gave a soft grunt, relaxing the sphincter to admit the probing knob of Jack's dick. The expression on his face told me that he was making progress and he transferred the hand from his cock to her narrow waist, pulling her back against him as his cock slid up into the hot grip of her ass.

I expected some comment from the girl, but she opened her eyes to stare down at my waiting prick, flicking her tongue across her upper lip in nervousness. Slowly, giving Jack the opportunity to move forward with her, she reached down with both hands and took hold of my prong, aiming the head at her descending slit.

The heat of her cunt bathed my glans and the deliciously tight wetness surrounded me, seeming to nibble its way downward as she forced the elastic tissues over the flared knob and drew me into the spasming grip of her vagina.

"Damn!" she breathed, her nostrils flaring and her lips working as if to lessen the strain. "Oh, Goddamn!"

"Christ!" Jack exclaimed, digging his fingers into her pliant waist. "I can feel your cock sliding in!"

I wasn't certain what I was feeling, aside from the incredible goodness of Tammy's enveloping pussy. Gritting her teeth and taking deep, shuddering breaths, she was forcing her cunt down over my cock like a skin-tight glove.

Halfway down the shaft, she paused, arching her neck to stare down at the thick trunk that stretched her vaginal lips into a strained circle of black hair. Her hands fingerwalked across my belly and fastened themselves about my lower rib cage. Slowly, she bent forward, and I felt the clinging tissues slide about my cock with her movement.

"Let me get a little!" Jack exclaimed and gave her a series of short jabs.

"Good God!" I gasped. The motion of his cock was like a vigorous massage along the ventral bulge of my insertion, and the sensation was so delightful that I shoved my hips upward in an effort to ram even deeper into that delicious slit. Only Tammy's braced arms stopped me.

"WAIT!" she cried. Then, when our cocks became motionless except for their constant throbbing, her voice dropped. "Give me a minute to get used to this! Jesus! It feels like I'm about to split wide open!"