Joy Ousex - Paramours in Paradise

Just to my right, Ted was holding Melinda, the woman on her hands and knees. Ron was behind her, reaching into her cunt and then pulling out the still-buzzing plastic egg. Melinda had been captured in the fine wet nest of her coming for several minutes, and the white dildo made a wet dripping sound as it was pulled from her pussy. Ron then stood up and quickly stripped off his clothes. His prick was huge, standing out from his body like a tightly springed pipe. He moved up closer to the woman. With Ted still holding Melinda around the shoulders, his fingers graspr ing her great hanging tits, Ron pushed his cock down between the lips of her cunt, driving his anxious shaft high up into her steaming tight pussy. Melinda squatted back down against him, moaning loudly. Ron began his grinding thrusting dance, plunging his prick down into her. By this time, Bob had taken the vibrator from Linda. Frank had joined the two. Linda, still caught tightly in the dizzying throws of her climax, was on her hands and knees; Frank, now naked also, had slipped under her, and the woman had immediately slid down on his prick, sliding it high up into her by the force of her own weight. Bob then moved around behind her and, as Linda moved up and down on Frank's throbbing cock, Bob mounted her from behind, slowly and gently forcing his prick up into the dark hot tightness of her anus. Linda gasped as the two men stuffed her with their straining hardness. Jane, the thin white wire of her dildo still hanging out from between the lips of her cunt, crawled over to where Linda was lost in the chaotic climax of her magnificent fucking, and began sucking on Linda's breasts. Her tongue flitted and teased over the hard nipples of the impaled woman. I looked back over to Dianna. Bill was still playing with her urgent demanding desires, pumping the double-headed tube of the dildo back and forth in her pussy and in her ass, driving the struggling woman farther and farther into the wrenching falling tunnel of her release. Vivian's attention had turned to the young, still-blindfolded Pam. As the girl pulled the lips of her pussy open, Viv found the dripping wet pink flesh of her cunt, licking and lapping at her flowing juices. Jack had begun sucking at Pam's nipples, his hands roaming up and down over her flat hard belly, and then around and across her firm full breasts. John appeared next to Pam's left shoulder. He was naked, and his huge dick extended out over Pam's face. He leaned over a bit, then took the bulging head of his prick in his fingers and pressed it down to Pam's lips. The sightless woman opened her mouth at the touch, her tongue flicking out; I saw a small single drop of precum form a round, opaque pearl on John's pulsing purple glans. Slowly, he pushed his cock between Pam's lips and into the young girl's mouth. Pam accepted all of it, letting John's pecker fill her mouth just as Viv's tongue was filling her snatch. Jack's mouth continued to suck at her luscious ripe breasts as Pam crashed into a twisting sexual rush, spinning past the frontiers of her most distant journey, exploring newly expanding limits to the pleasures that she could feel. Rich knelt down next to the four lovers, watching intently as Vivian licked Pam's gleaming pink flesh. Then Rich moved behind Vivian, and as she held her pert ass up in the air as she ate Pam's cunt, Rich reached into her pussy and pulled the still-trembling dildo from the convulsing wetness of her cunt. Then, moving forward on his knees, he drove his cock up into Viv's accepting pussy, leaning over her, his arms reaching around and holding her to him. Rich rode Vivian hard, bucking against her.

Hands were grasping at my legs. I looked down. Tamara was on her hands and knees at my feet. The vibrator was still buzzing deep inside her. her enticing body was shuddering with the strain of her coming. Her eyes were wide open. She looked up at me. Her voice was a low, pleading whisper.

"Fuck me… please, now… I want your cock inside… please… now… please fuck me, please." 1 had my clothes off in a matter of seconds. I lowered myself to the rug. I pulled Tamara over onto her back, she lifted and spread her thighs wide, displaying the dripping pinkness of her waiting and anxious cunt. Lifting her head up a few inches off the floor, she watched my eyes as the lips of her pussy responded to her incredible control, opening and closing on command in slow, jerking motions, inviting me into her, wet soft sounds accompanying the twitching movement. I reached down and ran my hand over her wetness. Her cunt was hot and ready. Bracing myself with my hands, I lowered myself down to her. The lips of her cunt opened as I slid my cockhead down into her wonderful pussy, and then closed over my shaft, the flood of my excitement now beginning to surge around my balls. Her uncanny control extended past her labia, the very depths of her cunt churning and grabbing at my cock as I pushed farther and farther into her. She pulled her thighs wider apart until I had buried my shaft into her to the hilt.

I looked across the writhing carpet of horny bodies to Dianna. The dildo had been taken from her; three men knelt by her. Bill had mounted her from behind, his cock disappearing between the lips of her pussy. Ted was now holding her, pushing her backwards against Bill. Jim was on Ms back, his face looking up directly under her breasts. Dee was pressing her nipples into his mouth as she came, her pressure against his face distorting the soft round curves of her gigantic magnificent breasts. Pam moaned loudly; John, his cock still pumping back and forth between the teenage girl's lip, answered with a gasping whisper of his own. He stiffened and then, as the thick hot white cream of his release shot out into Pam's mouth, the two fell into their coming; Ron was suddenly between Pam's thighs, then inside of her, fucking her cunt as John was fucking her mouth. Tamara's cunt continued to open and close around my penis. Her hot wetness felt as if she were trying to suck the scum from my cock with her pussy. My mouth lowered around her breasts as I ground against her. Then I heard Dianna moan loudly, and Bill began pumping into her violently. Dianna turned her head back over her shoulder and whispered something I couldn't hear. Bill strained and, with Dee moaning loudly past the far reaches of her control, began to flood into her. Dianna bucked against him, her nipple still held in the wet grasp of Jim's sucking lips. Suddenly I felt my nuts jerk in convulsion, and the tide of my release surged past my own limits, shooting out into Tamara's waiting, accepting pussy. The woman gasped as I inundated into her, my warm thick fluids overflowing into her. Tamara's legs wrapped around me, holding me to her. Suddenly her eyes snapped shut; her whole body shuddered. She uttered what sounded like a sharp, high-pitched cry, then, still holding me within the fleshy firm grip on her thighs, rocketed into her orgasm, arching and bucking and twisting against me, the sucking hot flesh of her cunt drinking in my semen.

I looked back over to Dianna. Bill had finished with her and had pulled his prick from her. His place had been taken by Ted, who, within seconds of entering her, began to fill her with his own desperate release. I kept pumping into the insatiable Tamara, watching Ted ball Dianna.

Minutes passed, until finally I had nothing more to give the woman. I pulled from her, Ron immediately moving to her, quickly driving his rock-hard plank into her. Her climax continued as Ron and I switched places, then rising up to new, unexplored heights as the new and unfamilar cock stuffed into her. I turned to my right. Barbara was on her hands and knees, her head down against Frank, her mouth filled with his prick. She held her ass high up in the air, displaying the inviting glimmering pink flesh of her pussy. My cock hardened once again and, as Ted continued to fill my wife, I fucked Barbara, mounting her and driving myself down into her pussy. She arched up, spreading her thighs wide. Just as Frank exploded into her mouth, my own release fired into her cunt. She moaned as we both filled her together, rotating her rear end in a wide, slowly traced circle as I pumped and pumped again into her. As my cock jerked its white creamy load into Barbara, Parn was suddenly kneeling next to me. She was still blindfolded, her hands finding my shoulders, then my face. She moved closer, pressing her firm young tits into my mouth. Sated finally by Barbara, I withdrew from her and moved to Pam. She immediately laid back on the rug, spreading her legs, pleading with me to take her. Her fingers pulled open her youthful pussy for my stare. Slow-moving, sticky streams of her several lovers' cum emanated from between the lips of her cunt as she invited me into her. Though old enough tp possess a consummate skill at fucking, she was still young enough to be driven by a fresh anxious enthusiasm, and each of my movements was answered by one of hers. Her twat was a tight, warm, slippery tube, strong and grabbing; my fingers dug into the softness of her ripe firm boobs, and my lips sucked at the bright-redness of her nipples. She arched up beneath me, holding herself up under my weight, holding her cunt up so that I could thrust deeper and deeper into her. Her face shifted from side to side until finally she broke into the infinite tumbling of her climax; my thighs stiffened at her first cries of release, and then I gushed into her, my^emen showering into the young sucking tightness of her snatch. Dianna's whimpering release added to the universal eclectic excitement as I filled the sultry teenager beneath me. Rich, seeing that I had taken Pam, was now mounting Dianna, driving his cock into her anus even as Ted was spilling his seed into her pussy. Dianna groaned loudly at the pressure; then, squatting back against him, drove his shaft farther up into her dark tightness. He came immediately, his jizz mixing with that of those who had taken her earlier. I continued to spill into Pam until I thought that her sucking crotch might pull all of me into her. In some mystical way, my entire body would be transformed into one great opaque geyser of my own release, flooding through myself and into her. I gasped for breath, finding that the musky scent of the woman's anticipation was so heavy in the air that I could taste it. The crackling of the fire mingled with her moans and breathy whisperings of the lovers, and that in turn melded into the incessant music that mellowed into the room like an invisible thick cloud. For the next several infinite periods of time, hungry, searching bodies moved to other hungry searching bodies, tasting and eating and fucking together, curves and hardness becoming one, then moving on to other bodies, lofty peaks reached with one and two and three and sometimes four other bodies at one peak at a time; and never during that brief fleeting span of infinity did the bodies stop; beyond both control and release, trapped out beyond their own ability to be satisfied, everyone tumbled together through the one shared orgasm, locked together in one single massive fucking. Minutes became tens of minutes, and the tens of minutes became parts of hours, and still it continued. It seemed that I had taken every woman in the room; flashes of fantastic visions screamed across my mind even as I lived through them: standing over Melinda as she streaked through a dizzying climax along with four other men; the woman was on her back, thrashing under our weight as we covered her, tongues sucking and licking at her tasty bod, cocks thrusting into her, fingers grabbing at her; her great round breasts were covered with the warm creamy reiief of those who had used her before; Vivian spread open and wide, riding three of us at one time, three cocks spurting into her as she soared in an explosion of frenzy far beyond where she had ever soared before. I took Dianna from behind, my cock sliding through the warm creamy ocean of release left there by those who had taken her before. I filled Dianna as she came, her great boobs shaking from side to side as she convulsed through her never-ending climax. By that time, most of the women were overflowing with the cum of their male lovers, creamy strands of semen seeping from between the lips of their pussies, rolling gently down the inside of trembling, shaking thighs, staining with dark wet spots the fleece of the rug beneath them. At one point, I rested for a few minutes, watching Linda and Jane enjoy each other's body, their fucking so intense as to inspire several of the other women around them to ride the winds of their orgasm for a few million miles, at least, on the softness and the wetness of their sisters in sex. I exploded into Melinda's ass as she squatted down, impaled on Samantha's tongue. With Bob holding Laura's buttocks open, I inserted a long thin rubber dildo into her dark tight opening, just as she and Ta-mara, the two of them with their tongues in one another's cunt, rode the other through the soft wet crashing of their shared orgasm. One of the men had stuffed one end of the long double-headed dildo into Carol's ass and, on her hands and knees, she took several of the men as they mounted her from behind, the long tube of the rubber prick hanging out from the cheeks of her luscious ass, swinging from side to side as she shuddered to the rhythm of her coming. And then it continued further and further into the night, every sensation and experience and feeling mixing and melding into one endless blue of lust. Until finally, it was quiet. Somewhere back in my memory I might have been able to recall exactly at what point in time the frenetic desperate motion had ceased, and the absolute stillness had begun, but a deep sleep overtook me as it did most of the others in the room and I no longer really cared. Those who stayed awake remained around the rug, most with their eyes closed, all silent, luxuriating in the great final flood of release and rest. Muscles that had been tensed to the point of snapping fell lax and limp; the vacuum created by the continuous release of energy filled slowly with the sleep and the silence, the tired used bodies quickly drinking in the refreshing interval in their effort to restore themselves. I noticed just before dropping into the spinning blackness of my own sleep that even the sharp erratic snapping of the fire had grown silent, the once-leaping red and gold flames having receded, leaving only the warm, charred skeleton of the great logs that provided the nourishment for the fire. One of the tall French doors leading out onto the patio was slightly ajar, and the heavy perfumed air of the room drifted out, replaced by the slightly warm, slightly cool air from the dark of the early morning, drifting in, rushing against the white sheer drapes framing the tall paned doors on each side. I was half on my back, half on my left side, my right arm draped over Dianna's waist; Pam lying just behind me, the tips of her nipples brushing up against my shoulders as she breathed. All around me were other naked bodies, all huddled together in the protective dark envelope of sleep. I heard the cry of a bird from far off in the darkness, surrounding the house, and I indenti-fied it as one of the many types of owls that abounded in the area. The sky was taking on that pitch-black star-sparkling blackness that it does sometimes as the earth spins into the first of the early morning hours. I watched the stars through the windows to my left for a few seconds, listening to Dianna's finally satisfied brathing. And then I slept. Although my body was tired beyond anything I had ever felt before, my mind reveled in the quietude. Flashes of Dianna passed across the darkness, visions of her spectacular curving body, and the overwhelming enthusiasm with which she pursued whatever pleasures she could find to enhance the pleasures of that same body. I remembered back a year or two before, when Dianna had volunteered to be the star performer in an annually held New Year's Eve Show, the show restricted to an audience of highrolling couples, the show really serving as merely an excuse for the display of Dianna's expansive sexual expertise. The show had ended with the audience on stage, everyone who had watched Dianna perform driven into an unstoppable sexual rush, men and women fucking one after the other, Dianna rejoicing in the flood of attention lavished on her as she yielded herself up to my directions. I recalled at a place far removed from where I now napped a vacation the two of us had shared. Bathed in the sun of an isolated South Pacific island, we were given the opportunity to witness a ceremony of the Islanders, performed to welcome the tribe's young girls to the world of womanhood. The four girls who had just that year reached the tradition-required age of eighteen had presented themselves to the adults of the tribe, and Dianna and I along with all of the others virtually feasted on the girls, sating ourselves with the new, untried bodies. Impressions of huge round brown breasts tipped with the bright stiff pinkness of their nipples; the honey-sweet taste of their juices, the firm soft grasps of their tight virginal cunts. After the girls had been made women, those present became trapped by their own demanding needs, and I held Dianna as several of the huge bronze-tanned men took her, spilling their seed into her softness just as I had gushed out into their women but moments earlier. It seemed like only weeks before that night at the mansion with The Group that I had taken Dianna to an inn hidden far out in the isolation of the countryside, a small place lost out among the trees and the rolling hills of small farms and miniature forests. There, Dianna, along with the other dozen-or-so female guests, was taught to transport herself into a perfect state of sexual acceptance; my brain stirred in the clutch of my sleep as I recalled the main room of the inn on the final night of the weekend, all of the women positioned around the room by the whims of the mistress of the house; the men were ushered into the room to be confronted by the display of the women, their legs bound open, the pink red flesh of their cunts glistening with their slippery anticipation, all inviting all and any of us to use them in any way we wished. I took several of the women that night, filling them as I watched several of the other men filling Dianna, she drenching herself in the seemingly endless reservoir of raunchy release. In the darkness of my sleep I could feel a slight stirring in my balls as I remembered what Dianna looked like as I arranged for the intensity of her needs and efforts to be recorded on film. Her role as the featured performer in a film made for the fantasies of unknown viewers enhanced her enjoyment of her several lovers that day, and the knowledge that the experience would be viewed by others long into the future added even more excitement, until finally, by satisfying the needs of those unknown others, she satisfied her own visi-sions of Dianna coming to the fucking of her men, the leris of the all-seeing camera just inches from her cunt, swept through my mind like the whispy rag-tag end of a dream.