Jon Reskind - Kappy volume 2

"Damn!" Jack gasped out as he watched the smaller girl lewdly spread apart the twin ovaled mounds to gently slip a probing finger between and erotically stroke the girl's tight little anus.

"Yes, darling… I know what you mean," Maggie whispered hotly, her own lesbianistic drives lustfully aroused by the two she recognized as Sandy Jarvis, sixteen, and Carla Montez, an eighteen year old prostitute. Well had she enjoyed both of the young bitches' delightful tendencies, as had her lecherous husband time and again, but this night she was more concerned with the attributes of the handsome young male beside her. She had watched Max quietly lead his lovely young wife from the room to their luxurious bedroom for the first round, as planned… and now, it was her move. "And I'm getting just a little bit jealous of the way you're ogling them… with me sitting right here beside you just waiting…"

Though he hardly heard her words, Jack responded with a grunt of sensation when he felt Maggie's small hand gently grasp, then begin to outline the long, thick length of his hardened cock in his pants. Again, he cursed lightly under his breath, then drew the beautiful older woman to him, kissing her hotly as his eager, aroused hands smoothed over the perfect, high-set mounds of her full, braless breasts and she continued to stroke his throbbing length of blood-engorged penile flesh with a sensuous knowing touch.

Out of the corner of his eye, while their moistly heated tongues locked in oral embrace, Jack saw the redheaded, naked young girl drop to her knees before the taller beauty, and while the latter spread her lovely long legs and ground her pelvis obscenely forward, the other in her kneeling position gently pressed open with her thumbs the youthful brunette's curl-fringed cunt lips to expose its glistening, pink inner flesh. Abruptly, the lewdly kneeling red-head nuzzled her face into the salaciously open softness between her thighs, her tiny pink tongue extended to slither and lash hotly in the other's velvety, wet cuntal crevice.

Maggie beautiful head blocked his view at that point as she squirmed around on top of the young blonde's husband where they sat, her lush mouth still glued to his, her working hand continuing to stroke and massage his hardened pulsating cock with wanton hunger. Christ, her lips and intoxicating breath were like the absinthe he'd drunk… rare vintage. Her long-lashed, onyx eyes opened to look hungrily at him, and he swept his exploring hand over her firmly erect, satin-smooth breast. She had squirmed around until she was partially lying across his lap and he didn't need a program to know that she didn't have a damned thing on beneath the short black cocktail dress she wore. She half-raised her legs at the knees, then, revealing the enticing sight of her full white thighs… and a ravenish wisp of soft, silken cunt hair! He swallowed tightly, all other thoughts suddenly obliterated from his mind, only the pink oval of her mouth and tongue between her beautifully even white teeth were real as he raised his head to break their kiss… and then he was kissing her again and again… kissing her hungrily while his hand fondled and kneaded the resilient white flesh of her full, warm breasts inside her dress…

"Squeeze them, Jack darling!" Maggie whispered huskily. "Squeeze them tight… I love to have my tits squeezed and bit! Do… do you like to bite a girl's titties, lover?"

Jack couldn't answer her… could not even speak! He tried but nothing came! Christ, he'd never known a woman quite like her. She had to be at least a dozen years older than he, and there was something mind-bending in that thought alone… fucking a woman that much older than himself. Yet, it gave him a hellishly inadequate feeling, too; she'd probably forgotten more about the art of sex than he would ever learn, and he couldn't afford to blow this scene. Damn, the sound and feel of her voice, the hot fragrance of her nectarous breath along with the meaning of her lust-inciting question, set his cock into a pounding hardness that left him half-panting.

The lascivious warm tits she spoke of were unbelievable… so Goddamned erect and full, with waxen-like, hardened cherry-nipples capping the ivory, spherical flesh, hard like smooth marbles, and she began to squirm on top of him, her nearly naked, yielding buttocks writhing down onto his swollen length of pulsating cock-flesh.

"Damn, let's get these clothes off!" he choked out hoarsely.

"Mmmmm, yes… Let's get beautifully naked, darling," she sensually whispered, continuing to undulate her full, rounded twin mounds in tiny lewd circles down against his still growing cock. "It feels so hard and big pressed against my ass. Oh God, I want to see it and hold it, lover… to kiss and suck it…"

"Jesus Christ!" Jack gasped, as suddenly she was up off of him and pulling him to his feet before she backed away and with tantalizing slowness, raised the black dress over her head, completely revealing her breathtaking, white voluptuousness; then, as he stood there, she folded down onto the sofa into a spread-eagle position to smile wantonly up at him.

"Undress for me, darling!" she whispered in her hot, smoky voice. "I want to watch you!"

He gaped down at her naked statuesque loveliness, his lust-fired eyes playing greedily over her deliciously sculptured contours, ripples of incredulous, seething desire charging through him. Christ, he couldn't remember when a female had so set him off. He drank in the staggering beauty of her naked body, watching her writhing sensuously as she lay stretched out in lewd anticipation before him. He'd already discovered the enchantment of her magnificently full thrusting breasts, and now he stared at the erotic arch of her ivory sheered hips leading downward to the delectable sweep of long, perfectly shaped thighs and legs. They were spread apart in lurid invitation and he could clearly see through the soft entanglements of darkened pubic curls to the fleshy pinkness of her vaginal crevice, her excitement obvious in the tiny dewdrops of seeping moisture glistening there.

"Damn…" he hissed. "You're the most sexually inviting creature ever seen!"

"Mmmmm, God, darling… I know I'm going to love you! Please… don't say any more… just hurry and undress!" she whispered throatily, her smoothly rounded hips continuing to licentiously undulate as if of their own volition, her ravishing eyes seeming to glaze in their mounting passion.

Enraptured, Jack began pulling at his clothes while she watched in lecherous captivation as he removed everything, even his socks and shoes before dropping his shorts which were inadequately trying to contain the swollen bulge of his rock-hardened cock. She raised up and leaned forward on an elbow, her eyes fixed lustfully on his hairy loins as he made the unveiling.

"Oh God!" she gasped with breathless awe at the long, thick rigidity of cock flesh jutting out from his lean, hair-covered pelvis. She stared at the throbbing, blood-inflated head, her tiny pink tongue passionately moistening her parted, red-rimmed lips. Yes, yes! He was the one she had been patiently waiting for… tall, handsome and virile… with a magnificent, strong young cock that she would teach him how to use! "It-It's beautiful! Oh lover, lover… bring it here to me," she whimpered, moving her head toward him to meet it as he approached and stood in his stark nakedness before and above her.

Jack felt a jolting spasm of erotic sensation charge over his hot flesh as she gently let his now aching cock rest in the soft, warm palm of her hand, slowly encircling her graceful fingers around its pulsating thickness and sliding the heavy outer skin to and from her, her other hand moving between his tremoring thighs to cup and weigh his sperm-bloated balls tenderly; then, he saw her little pink tongue dart out to lick at the small split at its tip, catching the few seminal drops which had seeped out in his building lust.