Walter Collins - Make me come!

I felt him stretch the tight virgin muscles of my cunt inch by inch as he sighed, gasped and complimented me on how tight it was. Lynn helped us to twist around without Keith losing his place inside my cunt. When we finished I was sitting on his lap with my back to him.

Lynn knelt between our legs and began to drunkenly try and lick both of us as he drove that giant slab of meat back and forth.

I gasped and shrilled as her tongue licked up and down the length of my taut, wide-open split. Keith followed suit as his wife's hot tongue licked along his cock.

Keith's hands found my jugs again, squeezing them lightly and rotating them in circles when he mashed them. I felt my nipples burning hotly into the palms of his hands and thrilled to each movement.

Glancing down, past my boobs, I could see Lynn squeezing and tugging at Keith's balls as she licked our crotches. Her other hand mashed one of her big jugs up and she was rubbing it, keeping the milk-spout at the end rigid.

My hands were free and I lowered them to where I could catch her bouncy red hair. I allowed my fingers to sift through it, caressing her head and helping guide her as she bounced her tongue between my clit and the bottom of Keith's cock-shaft.

Every nerve in my body seemed to be super-alert and I could sense when he was about to come. My own body had been building to an electric state beyond anything I had ever reached by playing with myself.

My chest, tits, shoulders and cheeks began to blush with lust as I squealed and trembled. I could hear Keith's growls and panting breath. His heart pounded against my back. His mighty cock swelled and stretched my cunt even further. The end of it struck the back of my cunt and grew in length as it began to throb and spew its jism into me. I mewed and purred, gasped and whimpered as thrill after thrill shot through me, lingering and joining forces from every part of my body. Then I was sparkling, floating, shooting and falling all at the same time.

My climax was good, but not anywhere near as nice as others later, when my pussy had more experience. Even at that point my dream didn't end. It continued on to follow the rest of the events that night.

Lynn hadn't been helped yet and insisted that we do her before we went to sleep. I lay there watching as my brother pulled her beside him on the bed and began to eat her out.

The smell of our sex hung heavily in the air and his jism ran between my legs and dripped into a tissue Lynn had left at the bedside.

I watched in awe as the woman took the man's shrunken, tired cock in her mouth and began to stretch it by tugging with her lips and cleaning the evidence of our love from its head and sides.

Finally, rested and unable to sit there watching, I joined Lynn. She let the now-stiff cock pop from her drooling mouth and pushed it to me. I slid the acrid-smelling prick between my lips and nodded back and forth for several seconds before passing it back. Then, while she sucked on the head I began to lick the base and his balls.

Lynn's breath was starting to rasp and turned to pants as Keith drove his expert licker in and around her hole. I wiped between my legs and, with my hands free to wander, began to massage her lovely boobs.

The woman let my brother's cock fall from her mouth. Holding it upright with her fingers she began to lap the sides. She made single broad strokes along the entire length. I pressed my head close to hers from the other side and began to do the same. Our tongues met on the sides of the spear and molded themselves lightly around the cock like an ultra-soft, moving cunt.

The taste of her saliva and his oozing syrup mixed with the warmth of our wet tongues. The scalding ruggedness of the trembling cock became a delightfully sensuous experience. Each of us lapped clear to the top and took turns slipping the head into our mouths.

Keith wasn't able to take too much of that before he had to push us away and finish working on Lynn's hot cunt by himself. When he had turned her into a mindless bundle of passion he lay back and made her mount him.

I stared in awe at the sight of the woman, happily harpooned by his spear, bouncing up and down, letting her big tits sway and jiggle like jelly.

She pistoned her hips slowly down, screwing herself onto the big slab of beef. His eyes glazed as she increased her speed and began shoving her hips back and forth at the same time, slapping his cock around inside her cunt.

He reached up and grabbed a handful of each tit and began squeezing. His fingers dug in, nearly vanishing as the excess of her boobs oozed over and around his fingers.

Bringing his hands down slowly he drew her chest and face to his. Their lips crashed together and her boobs scraped and rubbed against his strong chest. I saw how beautiful love and sex could be together, and yearned to find a mate of my own.

I watched as their tongues meshed and slid back and forth. Her hips seemed to lose control and the long cock popped and snapped as it danced in and out cif her bouncing crotch.

I reached between their legs and held his balls as they smashed together. Her hips would rise to their fullest height without losing his cock and then would shoot down with blinding speed. She bounced off him as she shot skyward again.

The cheeks of her ass were spread and I couldn't help giggling silently to myself at the way her little brown asshole winked at me. Unable to control the urge any longer I licked my finger, got it good and wet, waited until just the right moment, and drove it into her ass, clear to the hilt.

Lynn screamed and thrashed around in pure ecstasy, making her cunt-muscles bring Keith's cock to a thrilling explosion. I watched as the two flailed their way through their orgasms.

Keith raked his fingernails up and down his wife's back, drawing blood, and his legs arched, raising them both off the bed. Lynn lost her balance and crashed weakly on top of him with my finger still buried between her ass-cheeks.

I felt something rubbing in her body and gasped when I realized I was actually feeling my brother's cock as it stoked her furnace from the other hole. My knuckles began to get wet and I popped my finger out of her shit chute so I could watch the silvery cum bubble from the base of her tightly stretched cunt.

"Have you ever tasted cum?" Lynn asked as she rolled breathlessly off her man.

I shook my head and she placed my finger at the entrance of her snatch, scooped some of the flowing jism onto the end and guided it to my mouth.

It was slippery and tasted a little like yeast. But what impressed me the most was how it slid along my tongue like an oyster.

My back hurt and felt stiff from being suspended on the weird swing. Other than that I wasn't any worse for wear. I decided to stay on the bed and pretend to still be asleep in case anyone looked in on me. That way I wouldn't have to take part in any more of their weird games.

I rested my back and hips on the warm, undulating mattress and remembered how good my brother's salty cock had tasted, and how the heavy odor of his crotch helped turn me on.

Glancing over at the nightstand I spotted a funny-looking thing I'd seen advertised in the confession magazines. It was a massager. Some of my more daring girl friends had bragged about fucking themselves with them and told wild stories about how wonderful it felt.

Telling myself I only wanted to try and see if it might not take some of the pain away from the far end of my cunt I picked it up and examined it.

When I figured out how to turn the thing on, I licked it and slid it against the opening of my pussy. I flipped the switch and almost pissed the bed. My twat filled with juice, my clit shot from under its hood, my flaps swelled and my ass-cheeks locked together.

It seemed instantly to heat every fiber of my body and make me cry out with need. I pushed it into my cunt and felt it thrill the smooth interior as it stretched it.