John Douglas - Wild cherry

"Want to stop?" I asked gently, touching one distended nipple with a forefinger forcing it back into the spongy breast.

"Like hell!" she grunted, sliding another inch of cunt over my cock. Her hips performed a slow circling that screwed the slippery membranes about my shaft and also worked her flexing anus about Jack's cock. "Just wait," she panted, "till I get it all in!"

She still had two inches to go when the head of my prick rammed the farthest recess of her well packed pussy. For a long moment, she remained motionless so far as her ebon hips were concerned. Only the straining muscles of her cunt continued their exciting rippling.

Slowly, biting her lower lip to suppress the cry that gurgled in her arched throat, Tammy drew her pussy upward, the vaginal walls sliding along my throbbing cock-like hot fingers, resisting with repeated clenchings the delightful retreat. Her movement drew her intestinal sleeve along Jack's entrenched tool and I felt its hot throbbing through the thin vaginal wall, a sensation that heightened my desire and increased the pleasure of Tammy's cuntal caress.

Then that grinding ass was descending again, more rapidly, the convulsing grip driving down until my glans became a battering ram that shoved her womb upward, increasing the capacity of her cunt and filling it with pulsating hardness.

Up again, gasping with the ecstasy of two cocks filling her belly and massaging every nerve in the two tender passageways into quivering demands.

She couldn't stop. Once her ass began that sensuous hunching she was helpless to resist the desire to fill and refill the hungry channels, and the delightful pumping became a rhythmic frictioning that slid lower and lower on my cock as her womb shifted upward.

Her cry of triumph was choked by the internal pressure as the lips of her cunt slammed against my pelvic bone and I felt the rolling heat of Jack's balls against mine. For one voluptuous minute she held us both, working her hips in a delicious circling that massaged every portion of her expanded corridors with throbbing prick.

I felt the delightful shudders of her climax ripple up and down my entrenched cock and the hot having of her juices as they bathed my prick and lubricated the spasming pussy for the frantic stroking which was yet to come.

Jack felt it, too. His face registered the pleasure of having her anal canal squeeze and relax about his tool in harmony with her vaginal convulsions.

"Tammy McPhail!" he groaned. "Your ass is beautiful!"

The statement was incongruous, for he delivered it with a tone of near worship. Yet, strangely, neither of us found it anything but truthful. This beautiful creature, with her belly straining to contain our enormous cocks, represented all that was wonderful and lovely in that long suppressed world of sexual abandonment. Her soft moans reflected the passionate cries of all females since the dawn of time whose bodies had responded to the deep throbbing pressure of the phallic God.

She began the ride with slow, full length slides, each one a greedy suction that pulled upward along my throbbing lance until I was afraid the delicious contact would be broken. Then, with a swift intake of breath, the slippery heat shoved down and my prick was enveloped in the undulating vaginal grip.

Jack had established a counter-rhythm by hunching his own cock in and out of her clenching ass. The result was an ecstasy magnified beyond description as each of us felt the sweet pressure of our cockheads sliding against each other with each stroke, their pulsing knobs separated by only the quivering membrane that yielded to the constant motion.

Our grunts and groans blended with the slap of flesh on flesh and the liquid gurgle of juicy tissue in constant sliding. Tammy's ass rose and fell, riding my prick with a mounting hunger that could be satisfied only by the flood of semen that was already boiling in my heavy balls.

Jack's hands clasped her firm breasts for leverage as he pumped in and out of her rear, and my fingers tugged and twisted the distended nipples as I shoved my ass up to meet the downward engulfment of her dripping cunt.

"Fuck!" Tammy hissed, her fingers clawing at my chest as she humped faster and faster, jabbing the depths of her pussy against my cock head with short, savage plunges. "Fuck! Fuck!"

Jack increased the speed of his own pistoning, and I felt the thrusting slide past my entrenched tool, increasing my pleasure until my groans were a constant series of feeding lust.

"Goddamn! Oh, Goddamn!" Jack roared, slamming his belly against the girl's pumping ass and rearing back with the force of his orgasm. Through the insignificant barrier of her vaginal wall I felt the savage jerk and swell of his cock as it jetted his load into her convulsing colon.

"Uuuunnnggghhh!" Tammy screamed, hilting her cunt on my prick and bouncing with the furious onset of her own climax.

My ass shuddered and my whole body arched as my come burst through my pounding cock and spurted into her sucking womb. Her pussy spasmed, grinding and milking, drawing the repeated volleys from my ecstatic balls, gulping like a hungry mouth.

For a long time, after we fell apart, we lay side by side, panting, unable to find words to describe our reaction to the completeness we had experienced. It was Tammy, her sweat-streaked breasts rising and falling with her labored breaths, who spoke for all of us.

"We were one!"

"One!" Jack echoed, turning his head to stare past Tammy's profile at me. I nodded.

"Nirvana!" I agreed. "We made it!"

Tammy rolled her head toward me and held my eyes for a moment. "Could you make it again? I mean, right now."

Before I could answer, she had twisted toward Jack. "You don't mind if it's just the two of us?"

He wagged his head. "I've had it!" he gasped. "Do it with my blessing!"

My cock was only half hard, but there was enough stiffness to permit its entry into Tammy's waiting cunt. I lowered my chest onto those taut breasts and let the fluid movement of her agile hips bring me to a complete hardness within her.

Her legs scissored my waist and she drew my lips down to hers. "Fuck me, Steve!" she whispered, her ass working feverishly in response to my steady stroking. "All I need is one more!"

"I know, baby!" I said, driving my cock in to where her quivering womb mouth seemed to clamp the throbbing head.

Time ceased to exist as I fucked the wriggling girl with steady pumping, my prick squishing through the slippery grip of her cunt which clamped and relaxed in perfect harmony with my deep thrusts.

There was no awareness of anything other than the increasingly delicious contact of cock and pussy, sliding and twisting, squeezing and flexing, pumping toward a final explosion that would empty us of everything.

She made it a split second before the clenching knot of ecstasy tightened in my balls and burst in a liquid flood of unbearable pleasure. Her thighs became a shivering vise and her ass jerked in uncontrollable spasms and her pussy churned in a sucking, milking undulation that swallowed my sperm with hungry contractions.

As the last spurt of semen lanced against her womb, she suddenly went limp, her legs slipping to either side and her arms falling from my neck. I pulled back until my cock almost slipped out of the limp embrace, and shoved it in again, burying the shaft in the lax tissues and holding it there as I heard Jack's soft chuckle.

"You did it, you long-dicked bastard!"

Tammy's only movement was the slow rise and fall of her lovely tits and the rapid beating of her heart beneath my chest. Only my experience and her earlier remark prevented her condition from creating a small panic in my still whirling brain. But I knew what had happened. The violence of that last climax had caused her to faint.