Perry Verihard - Lustin And Teasin

She could sense how his hands felt traveling across the uplifted mounds of her breasts, swirling about the nipples, caressing her tender belly. His mouth would taste her thighs, her hips, the fullness of her backside and the hidden deliciousness of her pleasantly surrounded openings. The man played no favorites, when he satisfied her he satisfied her everywhere, vagina, anus, mouth. Darlene only wished she had more openings into which he could slide that wonderful prick.

She rolled over and it felt almost as if his gentle hands were helping her, nudging her, guiding her. He was always at her side, a finger or tongue imbedded in her body somewhere, his hot cock knocking for entry somewhere else. She hummed with the pleasant memory of completely satisfying sexual intercourse, a smug, content sound deep in her throat.

She inhaled again and could almost smell his manly odor, hear his constant breathing and feel his hands as if they were a hundred impulses of pleasure cruising over the slopes of her body. She also smelled something like oil, or grease, something familiar, something to remind her of her children right after they were born… something to do with diapers.

Diapers? The deep sleep started to ebb, her mind tried to associate consciously the smell with diapers. Her brow furrowed, then it came to her and she relaxed. Yes, diapers, changing the baby with his bouncy little nub of.a penis and fatty rump, kicking bare legs in the air after the dirty diaper was taken away. Then what? Yes, the bits of red rash on his bottom, diaper rash. A soft smear of petroleum jelly was good for that, and baby usually giggled when he felt her rub it into his body.

Petroleum jelly? Darlene sniffed. That was it, the smell. The distinct, greasy, non-smell of petroleum jelly. A jelly also commonly used for other applications in adult life. For greasing up dried vaginas or oversized cocks so they could slide together with greater ease and pleasure.

She remembered the first time she used it and how crude it felt to stop the sexual activity, unscrew the lid from the jar, goo up the fingers and slather the thick gunk inside her pussy. Yes, it was crude, but worth it. Once the jelly was melted in their friction it was well worth it.

Petroleum jelly? Darlene's senses started to perk up, she felt her sleep falling away. The smell, it was there, it wasn't her imagination. Neither were the hands, the feeling he was now with her, caressing, stroking, massaging her so thoroughly! She gasped with alarm as her eyes opened.

The white room was now red, bright, illuminated, red and she stared into the face of Chuck. No! Not just Chuck! Three of him, all with different bodies but all with the leering grin on their immobile faces!

"No!" Darlene howled as she realized the three men who refused her pleasure were now back. Back while she slept, assaulting the loveliness of her body with their hands… and with liberal smears of petroleum jelly.

She rolled and kicked, tried to get up and run into the redness which seemed to stretch forever. But she slipped, her feet were coated with the grease, she fell and they were again around her, rubbing, sliding their hands all over, making the flesh of her body swell with heated excitement, bum for the ultimate pleasures she feared they would never oblige her crying torso with.

The next scream from her mouth was one word, "Ken!"

She felt a hand glide down between the cheeks of her ass and jab jelly across her anus, a thick pile of jelly which became trapped as the hand moved away, compressed inside the wonderful valley and starting to melt. She was covered, completely smeared with it. Her breasts and nipples shone like polished apples, her pussy appeared laminated below a quarter inch of it, she could even taste it.

"Help! Please leave me alone!" she sobbed. "Please, Ken, help me!"

It was useless to struggle, they had her surrounded like a greased pig at a rodeo trapped between three eager cowboys. Darlene saw no way out. She fell onto her stomach, hugged her breasts underneath her body, clamped the long, slim legs together and tried to bar all entrance. But a hand moved to her ass again, massaged the gentle meat, dug down between and pushed a finger into her anus.

She strained to keep it out but it was useless. The probe moved inside her with ease, it sank deep, twirled, filled her asshole with the jelly.

"Oh, God, nooooooo… " she moaned.

They were nude, all three had stiff erections, all three were rubbing her down, basting her body, preparing her for the oven like a roast turkey. And they were all red in the light, but she recognized the darker skin of the black man, then the thick cock of the other and the long prick of the third. It made her cry, she was now sure they meant to leave her with no sperm in her body, no climax to remember.

One was on her back, squirming, driving his cock between the cheeks of her ass. Darlene twisted, tried to roll him off. He did slide sideways and she bucked her ass up to shove him even further. His arms wrapped around the juicy slickness of her chest and breasts, and Darlene rolled with him.

One man, the one with the long cock instantly came down to face her as she lay on her side. Darlene was now sandwiched between the two demons, trapped. The man at her back now pushed, slid her struggling body up on top of the man in front of her. Then he mounted her from the rear again and she was pinned between, one on the bottom, one on the top.

The cocks came quickly. First she felt the spear-like head of the bottom man stabbing at her lubricated pussy. It made one jab, pulled away, thrust back directly into the pink lips and separated them like butter. The cock moved into her with no resistance, one deep, penetrating plummet of long, stiff cock straight inside.

"Uhhhhhh… " she whimpered. But it felt good, wonderful, a streamlined, sliding entry.

"Ahhhhh!" she cried with a touch more pain as the cock nestled between the cheeks of her ass made a dive into her anus. It was the thick one, the one which had the accident, the painful cock. It shoved inside her ass like a well-oiled piston to drive the firmness of her colon wide back. She could feel the brutal peg making her hole yawn and stretch even with the abundant coat of petroleum jelly.

As the man on the bottom sent his cock into her with deep, slow thrusts the man on top withdrew. Then as the cock filled her ass the one in her cunt backed out. There wasn't a moment without the fill of pleasant, gliding cock somewhere.

"Oh, my God… " she moaned as the impulses of ecstasy started to well inside her.

They were fucking her softly, gently, doing it slow to draw her fire up to greater and greater fever. Darlene no longer wanted to get away, all she wanted was for them to keep stroking, keep pumping, keep her hungry body stuffed with beautiful cock until she creamed her jelly all over theirs.

Hands were on each side of her head. Firm hands guiding her upward, tilting her back. Darlene stared into the very long, powerfully stiff cock of the third man. She glanced up at the grinning face, blinked, opened her mouth. The cock was covered with thick gobs of petroleum jelly, it looked distorted, macabre in the red lights… but it was a cock.

She kept her mouth and lips as open as she could as the man steered his pole inside. The grease filled her mouth, made her want to gag as it floated across the moistness of her tongue. She tried to keep from touching it but that was impossible, the cock kept coming until her mouth was stuffed to the brim with burning meat and muscle.

His knob-like cock-head went straight to the back of her throat and Darlene could feel the jelly easing down to her stomach. Another gag wrenched her but she managed a deep gasp of air through her nose and it passed. Now the" cock was pushing in and out, fucking her mouth like a cunt. A thick ring of frothed petroleum jelly formed around the rim of her stretched lips.