Kitty Spencer - Three-way weekend

Hannah could see the boy hovering over her through her lust-glazed eyes and she felt the hugeness of his fleshy hardness lying against the full length of her impatiently quivering vaginal slit. The lurching head of his stone-hard cock was hot between her wide-spread buttocks, and was insinuating itself up and down the desire-moistened crevice in a lewd, teasing little motion that sent her hips twisting upwards in a desperate attempt to capture the hard, lust-engorged top that would fill her aching need. Her belly was screaming to be filled – she had to have it in her!

At last, in a panic of frustration, she reached her hands down between their bodies and grasped the full length of the rampantly searching prick. Her tightly-closed fist stroked up and down the thick hard shaft for a moment, feeling its heaving pulse against her soft palms and the warm sticky fluid that seeped in tiny white driblets from the blood-inflated head. Then, she guided it into her cuntal crevice, carefully positioning it between the moisture covered lips of her vagina. She steadied it there with one hand and placed the other on the youth's buttocks, drawing with all her strength to pull it into her and let it drown the gnawing hot heat that burned out of control in her belly. Her eyes closed in ecstasy as she felt its first soft electrical contact against the sensitive ragged edges of her moistly hungering pussy, then she held her breath for what seemed like an eternity as she lay in utter wantonness beneath the youth, waiting for him to impale her on his massive rod of rigid, pulsating flesh.

"Oh God, hurry, baby! Hurry!" she pleaded, splaying her legs even wider to give him greater access to her open cunt.

In answer, Hannah felt her soft pubic hair and the lips around her throbbing vagina being pressured open by the thick head, and she moaned softly at the contact against the tight elastic opening of her cock-hungry pussy.

"Aaaaaaagh," she gasped as the huge tip slipped through the tight opening, stretching the vertical little mouth until she was certain that her thighs must be splitting apart from the relentless outward pressure.

"Ooooooooooah, oooooooooh!" she cried out. "It's too much. Noooooooooo!" Her eyes jerked open in fear and she saw his lust-contorted face. The Italian youth was lost in the rapture of her body and did not realize how much he was hurting her as he ceaselessly pressed his long hard penis into the warm softness of her painfully stretching vagina.

Suddenly, his no longer innocent-looking face twisted into an evil leer as he looked down and saw the older woman helplessly spread-eagled beneath him with the pulsating head of his cock disappearing into the soft curling hair of her pussy. He fell forward, his weight smashing her full rounded breasts tightly back against her chest. He rammed his hips forward at the same time with all the strength in his thighs and buttocks, and his long thick cock slid into her cunt like a driving piston, pushing the soft moist flesh of her vaginal walls in tiny rippling waves before it. There was no stopping it until with a loud slap his balls slammed heavily down on the cheeks of her tightly-clenched ass. Her legs jerked out wide on either side of his young muscular body, splaying out over the side of the couch and kicking futilely into the air as her deeply split buttocks screwed themselves deep into the cushions in a frantic attempt to escape the sudden impalement.

"Oooooooooooh! Oooooooooooooh!" she wailed beneath him. She had never felt so completely filled in her life and his heavy, rock-hard cock felt as though it had torn her vagina into a million tiny shreds as he had speared into her narrow passage. The fiery plunging rod felt as though it was coming up out of her throat as the lustfully inflated, mushroom-shaped head pressed hard back up against her cervix, the thick lengthy shaft filling her belly to the bursting point. There was not a single tiny ridge of flesh on the rock-hard, heavily-veined cock that she could not feel as the walls of her cunt clasped around the shaft as tightly as a hot moist glove. She lay trembling for a moment beneath him, trying to adjust to the presence of the monstrous intruding cudgel in her belly.

Then the young boy suddenly began a slow rocking motion between her wide-held thighs. As Hannah groaned helplessly beneath him, Benito could feel the narrow stretched pussy channel widening slightly with each short smooth stroke. He looked down and could see his curly pubic hair tangling tightly with hers each time the length of his thick fleshy rod burrowed deep into the pinkly throbbing furrow up between her legs. He could see the tight little lips of her cunt stretched almost to the bursting point, the rubbery outer pink rim clasping tightly around his wetly glistening shaft as it slowly plunged in and out of her.

Hannah twitched beneath him as her body rapidly became accustomed to the huge skewering prick and began to react to the slow, hypnotic rhythm of his cock pistoning into the sensitive opening of her vagina.

Benito felt her begin to thrash and fuck back up beneath him, and he quickened his thrusts, grabbing her flailing legs behind the knees and shoving them roughly back against her shoulders until her ankles locked tightly behind his neck. Her body was bent back almost double and the wetly gleaming pink plane of her pussy was presented up to his driving lunges. Staring down between their bodies, he slowly withdrew the deeply embedded instrument until just the tip of the head rested within the swollen wet lips of her pussy then rammed forward with all his youthful energy, driving the full, throbbing length of his lust-incited member deep into her helplessly exposed vagina. Then again, and again; each wet, flat smack of his hips thudding against her pelvis resounding through the room. His hands insinuated themselves between the cushions and the white full cheeks of her ass, and the young Italian cupped them in his spread fingers and palms, kneading the warmly soft flesh, pulling the white rounded globes far apart. His muscular shoulders pushing against the back of her full rounded calves kept her locked in that helpless position while he rammed his long fiery rod into her moistly dilated pussy, sweeping her buttocks wider and wider apart with each powerful forward lunge of his young straining loins.

Hannah groaned defenselessly beneath him, her flushed face showing a mixture of feelings – pain and pleasure. She was powerless to move as he buffeted her helpless body along the couch cushions, driving her up toward the arm of the sofa with every pounding lunge. Even her arms were pinned down at her sides by her own updrawn legs and she could feel the giant blood-filled head sliding up and down inside her warm viscous passage like a well-oiled piston. His sperm-bloated balls slapped loudly against her anus each time he crushed his loins down into the valley of her buttocks, and wafts of cool air rushed maddeningly between her wide-spread thighs every time he withdrew. His hands cupped her full heaving breasts, twisting and squeezing and tugging at the hard pink nipples until the older woman thought that they would surely burst from the youth's wild manipulation of them.

Suddenly her face contorted into an unrecognizable mask of wild abandoned passion. Her womb flared and the tightly resisting lips of her hair-lined vaginal furrow flowered open to receive the delicious ravishment of her secret genitals. She desperately forced her hands out from under her pinioned legs and wrapped them around his flexing young buttocks as her rotating hips slithered wetly upward to devour his lust-hardened penis. His heavy testicles smacked into the passion-drenched crevice of her buttocks, making the whole sensitive area tingle and contract in response to the strange delightful sensation. Her nails clawed a red streaked path along his back as she pulled him deep and thrust her belly up harder to skewer herself completely on the driving hot flesh of his pumping shaft. Her body began to match his driving thrusts with her own rhythmic thrashings, and the straining spring of the couch squeaked loudly in time to the two tightly entwined bodies struggling wildly against each other. The guttural sounds of deep panting grunts and groans filled the hotel room, mingling with the wet noises of sweat soaked flesh smacking sharply against sweat soaked flesh… and the moist viscous slurp of Benito's pile-driving cock fucking madly in and out of her wetly sucking cunt.