Roman Hans - Hot and horny Holiday

"You want orgasms," Alex said. "Great baby, I got just the thing!" He spread her vulva and inserted what felt like a golf ball, only it had a string or wire attached.

"What?" she was suddenly frightened. "What is it? What are you doing?"

"Sister Maude’s bridal cock." Marcus patted her head. "She loves it! We do it to her all the time!"

Again a switch was flipped. "EeeeetiIrnaaaee!" Dee Dee screamed as simultaneously her mind was blown apart.

Alternating electric currents contracted, then released- every muscle and tissue in the labyrinth of her vagina. Her clitoris literally vibrated and cast off rapturous bolts of excruciating orgasms. One after another, on and on. Her body was suddenly a volcano of erotic fire.

"Nnnnnoooooooo!!" She begged. Her mind was a distorted, disorganized blob of lascivious insanity. She couldn’t stand it. No one could stand such an onslaught of unrelenting organistic madness. She was moaning, screaming, raving as the exquisite torture spurted rivulets of cunt fluid from her twitching erupting crevice. It was torturous yet the greatest most wonderful lover In the world.

"Stop it!… Stop!… it!… Stop!…IT!… I…can’t… ooohhrreheee!… Can’t STAND IT!"

Miraculously it ceased.

"Now suck!" Marcus placed his throbbing whang to her lips. "And do it right or we turn it on again!"

Dee Dee was exhausted but mouthed the head• eagerly. Anything to keep that torturous machine off. Marcus’s cock tasted wonderful, mixed with the erotic breast massage from whatever was attached to her tits. His prick was so comforting in her mouth. It was smooth, slippery, just a long resilient warm meat pole, and perfect for her mouth size. It glowed with maleness and hidden joy. She caught one drop of pre-come on her tongue as it seeped out of his gently ramming rod and savored the salty bleach-flavored ooze. She liked this. No, she loved the feel of his hot velvety hammer probing the roof of her mouth, her cheeks, her tongue. Loved the way it slid in and out of her clutching lips as he gently fucked her face as the wondrous things were teasing currents of succulent pleasure from her nipple. She would have to do this with Bo. Have to. Oh, no!

Alex was going to fuck her ass again!

Marcus was enjoying this young little cocksucker. She didn’t really know what she was doing, but he would teach her. In the meantime, her sharp little teeth gripped his hammer just behind his glans so he couldn’t pull loose, and her cheeks actually sunk in from the force of her sucking. Yes, he would teach her good! Still, she was so tiny, with such a small mouth and neck, perhaps be shouldn’t.

Her persistent chewing action, the hot slobbering saliva in her mouth, her darting exploring tongue on his pee hole were all getting to him. She could really suck a cock. He reached down, took her by the ears and aligned her mouth with her throat. He wanted all of his cock in her. His balls were jiggling, rumbling, and building up an excess of jism. She had prevented him from jamming his rod down her throat the first time by tooth-gripping his prick, but not this time. Now she was going to learn what sucking a cock was all about.

"Take a deep breath, pussy, and hold it!" he ordered and waited until she inhaled. "All right." He was panting, his cock was on fire. "Now relax your throat muscles, here I come." He held her head tightly and shoved his cock into her throat mightly.

Dee Dee tried to shut her throat and overcome the terrible urge to gag. But the pressure behind his burning grizzle was too much. She felt her throat open and the huge cock slid deep in her gullet. She panicked and swallowed desperately, trying- to clear her air passages so she could breath. The more she swallowed the deeper his searing meat pole entered her throat. It went past everything, past swallowing, past air pass-age, and stretched into her esophagus. "Uuummm… uuummm," she tried to ask for air, but the wonderful whang continued until her nose was buried in his pubic hairs.

My God, she had done it! The wonderful steaming meat was all the way in her throat, and she wasn’t dead! Nothing had happened except she couldn’t stop her swallowing reflexes, nor the light-headed erotic pleasure that was engulfing her body. Oh, it was good. Oh God, she wanted it in further! Then it started out! tip past her swallower and windpipe and stopped free to let her breath air, to lick and chew on the tasty cucumber.

"Deep breath again," Marcus urged.

Dee Dee did, only this time, as his cock slid down her throat, she felt erogenous pain-pleasure from Alex’s deformed devil tail as it forced past her ass sphincter and plowed up to her colon.

"Ooohhhh." In her ass, down her throat, on her tits… oh God she was in a cocksucking, asshole-fucking, tit-sucking heaven. So why couldn’t she come? Why did heaven remain just a hint away?

Alex was used to assholes. It was the only way to fuck. But this teenage beauty had the tightest, sweetest, smallest, most tender shit shoot he had ever fucked. He loved the way she tried to prevent his meat from entering. He liked her moans of hurt, of displeasure, but most of all, he loved the idea of fucking an ass that no one ever had fucked before.

Jeeesse! He drove his prick in to the hilt. Then he finger-gripped her young pinkish firm ass globes and mashed. "Wiggle your ass, bitch!" he commanded and slapped her hard with his calloused finger. That brought her attention back to his business. "Oh yeah, oh yeah!" He drove savagely in and out of her snug, sultry anal sleeve, pumping for orgasm relief and snarled and slapped her ass for the exquisite bombastic delirium he knew lay in her hot soft ass. "Yaaa yaaa!" He was coming. Her rotten, ripe, bitter, sweet, resisting, submitting, fiery ass was tugging and hammering at his bails to release their heaven’s nectar His cock was beyond swelling, it was going to explode All that was lacking was… He reached down quickly and flipped the switch on Sister Maude’s bridal cock.

Marcus didn’t care if Dee Dee breathed or not. He was in the deep short rolls, his cock sliding with just a hint of tightness down into the depths of this bitch’s velutinous hotness. His balls, as if in slow motion, had opened and projected the first of many insanely carnal blasts of ecstasy toward his cock hole. He was, coming. His eyes were glazed, his body suspended in salacious delight as he rammed her head against his pelvic to get more of his tool down her throat. He was yelling, Alex was yelling, and suddenly, the girl was quivering and jerking like a fish speared in the mouth and ass, then suspended to flop. Marcus screamed as his cock bucked and puked jism bullets down the bitch’s throat.

Dee Dee felt Marcus’s cock stiffen and swell in her throat simultaneously with Alex’s devil spear in her ass. Both quickened their cadence and increased the thrusts. She didn’t care, except she knew they were close to orgasm while she was worlds away. She wasn’t in pain, far from it. She loved the taste and feel of a cock as it slipped effortlessly up and down her throat. She loved the smell and enjoyed the tickle of his pubic hairs when he bottomed out. The same with Alex. Each time he drove into her excited ass, his balls would slap against her drooling clitoris and send luscious electrical slivers of delicious ecstasy cascading throughout her. Still, she wanted to peak, wanted release from her personal hell beast that was thrashing so in her stomach.

She heard Marcus and Alex yell and felt the dual boiling love sperm spouts of burning bullets in her throat and ass. Oh God! Oh God! If only then Alex turned on the thing in her cunt and she went completely insane.

Never, ever, had anything consumed her so totally. She was driven outside herself in excruciating, rapturous carnal lust. Her throat contracted around Marcus’s splendid spouting spigot, her stomach and groin muscles clung and sucked on Alex’s devil spear, her clitoris and vulva vibrated and gushed streams of ecstatic juice, her breasts were blown apart from volcanic pleasure. While all the time her total body and mind zigzagged and sputtered, whirled and exploded in an avalanche of unbearable, erogenous desire and release, of not being able to stand such joy, but, please God, never let it stop!