David Brown - The suck wives

"I know what you said."

"After all," explained Karen, "we've taken more cock in the past few days than most girls get in a lifetime!"

"Quit your bitchin'."

"I'm not bitchin', damn you!"

The girls looked at each other and laughed.

For the next twenty minutes, they sat sipping their drinks and relaxing. Before long, they were fast asleep.

Diane's next sensations were not until the following morning.

She was vaguely aware of someone doing something to her body. Opening her eyes, she regained her senses and then realized that she was being carried somewhere, by four men. Each man was holding an arm or a leg, and they said nothing. She tried to sit up, but her arms and legs were held up, almost in a vertical position with the rest of her body, and she failed miserably.

Moaning, she let them carry her to their destination.

Going upstairs, they went down a dimly lit corridor.

A few moments later, they entered a room.

It was a big room, just like all the others. Diane heard moaning and grunting. The men carried her over to a king-size bed and laid her down. Sitting up, she noticed that she was in the middle of a group of twenty couples who were fucking or eating each other on several big beds. Searching for a free prick, Diane soon found one.

A man lay on his back, his legs spread wide. A wriggling, panting girl was sitting on his face. Her dark-brown hair flew everywhere. The man was busy sucking her snatch and ramming her asshole with a tickler that was stuck to his thumb. Diane wondered why no one was sucking his throbbing prick. Shrugging, she went over, knelt between his thighs, and began pumping his prick.

Jerking in surprise, the man grunted. Diane licked her lips, lowered her face, and shoved the giant red cock into her mouth. He yelped in pleasure and yielded to her. Diane gently tongued and chewed the thick hunk of flesh. Warm juice spilled down his dong. Lapping it up with her tongue, she swallowed most of the cock and tickled the sensitive head with her writhing tongue.

It didn't take her long to make him come. Before long, his throbbing joint was swelling and quivering in her mouth. Diane kept up the pressure by sucking him with her mouth and pumping the base of his cock with her hand.

She swallowed every violent spurt of his hot cum. It warmed her insides and made her squeeze out a quick orgasm. The man had relaxed somewhat from his orgasm, returning to the girl's soaked snatch with renewed vigor.

Diane kept the spending prick in her mouth until it was completely limp. Sighing, she sat up and searched the room for another eligible mate.

Then she found him.

He lay on his back, his big chest heaving. Apparently he had just come. Wet, his cock hung meekly between his hairy thighs.

Diane jumped over and shot right for the limp prick. She swallowed it and pumped it eagerly, tasting the hot jism that had gathered thickly near the huge, round head. She also tasted the sweet juice of the girl's cunt he had recently fucked. She moaned and sucked the cock until it began plowing within her. As it got bigger and bigger, Diane squealed in pleasure, covered the balls with her hands, and kept the cock tightly embedded inside her mouth.

The man sat up and rested on his elbows. He watched her working on him, and smiled. Then he lay back down and let the beautiful blonde suck his cock hungrily.

When she was satisfied that it was hard and throbbing sufficiently, Diane began to pump him with her mouth. Hot, juicy lips sliding up and down his trembling joint, her head bobbed up and down with a piston like action. Soon he was writhing all over the mattress.

Diane quit pumping him. She straddled his thighs, pumped his cock a few delicious times, and stuffed the thick joint deeply up her moist cunt. Groaning, he looked up and saw the curvaceous blonde writhing over him. She looked sensational. Her cunt felt fantastic. The man closed his eyes and, sighing, enjoyed each jab of her pussy as though it were even better than the first.

Diane fucked his cock eagerly. It filled each inch of her soaked cunt and saturated her insides with juicy, throbbing flesh. Groaning, she jerked on him and washed his joint with pussy juice. He smiled and felt the sweet juices warming his prick and enveloping him with the hotness.

The blonde hammered her juicy snatch on his cock mercilessly. He felt her pussy muscles closing around his prick, trying to suck it all the way in. She got wetter and wetter. Her clit danced along the length of his cock. He could feel his balls getting ready to spill.

His cock grew larger in her snatch, soaking her. Screaming, she pumped his prick until it thundered hot jism into her cunt. She squeezed out several more fast orgasms and then fell backward to the bed.

Karen, that morning, woke up and found Diane gone. Shrugging, she got up and went into the mansion. A few people were in the big kitchen, eating. Karen helped herself to whatever looked good and looked for a place to sit down.

She wasn't given the opportunity.

Strong hands took her by the elbows, and the plate of food fell from her hands. Next, she was flipped around and stood staring into the eyes of the man who had first fucked her with the king-size vibrator last night.

"Lemme get somethin' to eat," she said sharply. Grinning, the man merely picked her up and carried her out of the room. She struggled in his arms, but soon realized that she could not fight any man here. Sighing in defeat, she let the man take her into the living room, where several couples were already going at it feverishly.

She let him rub her dry snatch vigorously with his fingers. In no time at all, she was wet. She squealed when he rammed three fingers up her soggy cunt, moving them around and pumping them in jerky motions.

Before she could do anything else, he had lowered himself between her thighs and shoved his thick prick up her soggy snatch.

Karen cried out and immediately shot hot jism. He grinned in delight and waited until she had wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Then he began running around the room, all the while fucking her with each step.

The ride was fantastic.

Anything like it, not in all her life. The action of running caused his prick to jump into her cunt each time a foot hit the floor. As a result, every leap he took caused his prick to ram her gash wildly, making her quim juice sprinkle down their thighs and onto the floor. She pushed out with each step, struggling in his arms, tightening her legs around him, slamming her snatch down hard on his prick, thrusting her bouncing titties into his face.

They ran around the room several times. Karen squealed and her snatch spat and spat. Soon, he slowed down his pace, came to a stop, and fell to the couch.

Karen fell on her back, he on top of her, but his prick never left her soaked slit. After resting awhile, he began banging away at her greasy cunt until she wriggled in his arms and came three more times. His balls erupted, and his prick grew harder and spat thickly. Karen's quim tightened around his joint, sucking him in and swallowing each jolt of jism that splashed into her quivering cunt.

They kissed and the man rolled onto his side.

Karen lay panting and heaving on the couch. A few minutes later, she got up and went to the kitchen in another attempt to get breakfast.

An hour later, Diane walked outside and found Karen swimming in the pool. "Ya know what day it is?" asked the blonde, just remembering herself.

Karen shrugged and, flipping over, floated slowly on her back.

"It's Saturday, darling!" she informed her friend.

Karen still didn't get the message. "So what?" she shouted angrily.

Diane sighed and puffed thoughtfully on her cigarette. "Did ya forget? Our guys are due back this afternoon."