Jon Reskind - Sir Launcelot volume 1

She breathed a moan of bliss from her sudden, lust-slackened lips and she began to move rhythmically backwards to meet Lonny's superb, panting thrusts. His forelegs clung to her soft, white hips like powerful furry arms; she began to undulate her body, rotating her buttocks in carnal little circles, giving herself fully to the erotic delight of the beastial fucking this splendid dog was pounding into her from the rear.

She wished there was some way she could watch his pleasure-giving cock disappearing inside her clasping pussy, but she could only picture the debauched sight, and the mere thought of their unnatural coupling sent never-before salacious exultation soaring through her sensually aroused and deflowered young body. She saw her large, taut breasts, one hanging fully to the cushion between Max's legs, the other pressed tightly against the hard, hot flesh of his thigh, its nipple tingling vibrantly as she rubbed it against his hairy skin, her torso writhing and perspiring as she worked to move in cadence with the breathtaking, rampaging, dog-prick that was ever growing bigger and bigger… continually expanding inside her entire passage to her belly. She visualized it sliding deeper… deeper into the forever stretched mouth of her clinging pussy, a relentless, steaming shaft of glistening flesh lunging beautifully into her moist, pink cunt.

Then, she felt Max Bovino's hand brushing through her hair and she looked up at him, opening her eyes. His fingers traced lightly over her face, his brain recording what they read there. He smiled down at her and took his cock in his other hand, stroking it slowly, lewdly, while she watched, luridly captivated by the spectacle of the thick foreskin moving up and down over the blunt, purplish head. Smoothly, his big hand slipped beneath her wealth of long black hair, easing behind her neck and head… he was drawing her face downward… down toward the huge mushroom-knobbed shaft and she could see a small drop of clear liquid seeping from the moist split at its tip.

"Lick it, honey," he whispered. "Lick it like a cherry lollipop. Take it in your hand… don't be afraid… hurry!"

Abruptly, a maddening excitement and desire welled up inside her and slowly, Nadine's small hand moved forward to encircle the great, spearing rod. She felt him writhe and heard him groan to her touch as she drew back the foreskin from the glistening head the way he had done, exposing the pulsing glans, then, manipulating the outer-flesh up and down, fascinated with the thick, hot feel of it in her near-dwarfed hand, her fingers hardly going around it; then, she lowered her beautiful face as if magnetized by the massive phallic wonder… until her lips were but a fraction of an inch from touching it. She heard him groan once more, while Lonny fucked furiously into her now enraptured cunt from behind, spurring her on as she sucked in her breath and flicked out her tiny tongue to bring it into warm contact with the soft, rubbery tip. She swirled it around slowly, wetly, experimentally, while he twisted and jerked beneath her taunting, until her tongue-tip finally found the little split at its end and wiggled into it.

Nadine tasted the pungent tang of the droplets of seminal fluid oozing from it and immediately, a new, more enchanting ripple of pleasure coursed through her while her young nostrils flared excitedly. Her hand smoothed down over the rock-hard shaft to the velvety flesh at its heavy base, then downward to his smooth, great testicles and she drew her nails gently beneath them, then weighed them in the palm of her soft warm hand, while with her other one she skinned the thick foreskin back until the ponderous head stood sleek and naked… and she lowered her wanting lips slowly, encompassing the spongy head between them, letting it rub along the full length of her tongue as her wet, ovalled mouth went down and down and down onto it.

Max Bovino grunted above her rising and lowering head; he began a slow rolling with his strong hips, sliding his thick, lecherous cock in and out of her youthful mouth with a wet sucking sound, guided by his hand behind her head and entangling now in her long raven hair. With his other hand, he tactily saw the puffing of her soft cheeks beneath him and her head bobbing on the end of his prick, while her whole supple, satiny body quivered from the powerful jolts of Lonny's plunging cock smashing into her sweet, tender young cunt from behind. Christ! This was the ultimate of vendettas… what he'd been waiting for. If only that yellow bastard Cal Sheldon could see his wife and daughter right at that moment… paying the price for his eyes… and this was only the beginning! He shoved his throbbing shaft upward between her receptive, sucking lips with a vengeance, his grin widening with each thrust into her hungrily ovalled little mouth.

Nadine couldn't resist the sudden, delicious thrill of Max's cock in her mouth. Her brain reeled ecstatically and her body was alive with sheer sensual bliss, even though she hardly felt human… more of a mass of sweating, lust-deranged flesh that wanted to be weirdly subjugated. She was actually reveling in the debasement of being fucked this first time in her life, and from behind by a beautiful panting animal, while she sucked his master's cock! She ground her buttocks hard back against his hairy, battering body and felt the tiny rivulets of moisture building in the crevice between her ass-cheeks, sensing them dribbling down the backs of her smooth inner thighs, while the mounting pressure in her belly and loins signaled that something dynamic was soon going to happen deep inside her belly.

She tasted and sucked wantonly at the ever expanding cock in her mouth, the abrupt thought of it suddenly ejaculating as she knew they did from school-sex class, spurting its white, thick sperm deep into her throat setting her wild with anticipation. She wanted it! Yes… yes! She wanted it to shoot into her mouth and throat… and she'd swallow it right down into her belly! She wondered if it would be warm… hot, perhaps… like the feel of his heavy balls in her hands at that very moment? Oh Lord… what was happening to her? She had never felt such lust in her whole young lifetime…

Suddenly, Jamey cried out, but no one paid him any attention with the exception of Burke who was squirting his load wildly up the young actor's rectum, while he simultaneously pumped Jamey's cock that was jerking in his hand, long white streams of sperm shooting forcefully from its tip half-way across the room.

"Ooooohhhh… Ooooohhhhhh… Yes… Yes!" Susan began to chant hoarsely in the litany of the enraptured, as she continued to respond in kind to each lunge into her cunt and rectal passage. Wild and insane, Silk and Freed had become, punishing her between them without mercy; yet, suddenly she was giving them back in equal fury every stroke they delivered into her, until all three began to groan in an unintelligible maze of ruttish, sexual abandonment.

"Ahhhhh… God, yes! I can feel both of your cocks beautifully inside me! Faster… faster, damn you! Faster and harder! Oh, yes, yes! Fuck harder… harder!" Susan cried out at them, urging them on, the thought of having two men raping her at the same time suddenly driving her toward a whirlwind of cyclonic lust. It seemed to go on forever… but she never wanted it to stop… the mounting erotic bliss of it… the hands gripping and clutching at her as if she were a lowly slut-slave… and she was completely and helplessly impaled from above and below… Her brain reeled… nothing mattered but the tremendous sensations of subliminal ecstasy about to explode within her.

"Now!" she wailed. "Please… together… cum in me! Fill me! Now! Hurryyyyy! Please hurrrrrryyyyyyyy!"

At that moment, Silk began to mouth obscenities and suddenly Susan felt the hot, boiling liquid of his sperm shoot deep up into her back passage as her own orgasm seized her, sending delicious spasms of sensation rocketing through her, and she could feel every contraction of his horrendous cock jerking out its load of seething white cream deep, deep into the confines of her bowels; then, Lou Freed grunted and cursed while she drew her thighs back as high as she could raise them, her breath heaving from her lungs, and his jerking prick began spewing its thick jets of hot semen far into the depths of her quivering belly, her own secretions blending and pooling hotly with his, an almost frantic convulsion of bliss momentarily overwhelming her.