Paul Mall - Take A Toss With Tess

Chris lay Tessie down on the couch and spread her legs apart. She continued to watch the film as Chris buried his head between her thighs, his tongue darting back and forth across her clitoris, his nose tickling in her silky cant hairs. Tessie moaned softly, watching the cock fucking in and out of the plump girl on the screen, feeling Chris's tongue going in and out of her own slit, driving her into the frenzied throes of orgasm. Tessie came quickly, almost out of necessity, and then started to build towards a second climax.

In the movie, the man continued to fuck the horny feline beneath him, and then the camera switched to show them from a different angle. Now, Tessie watched the couple fucking, looking down the top of the girl's body, seeing where his groin slapped against hers, his short cock hairs brushing across her smooth cuntflesh. Up and down went his body, her belly heaving under him, her tits flopping sloppily, their fat nipples pointing straight up in the air.

"Give me your cock," Tessie whispered to Chris. "In my mouth, give it to me."

Chris positioned himself on top of Tessie, in the traditional sixty-nine pose. Her mouth opened and he slipped his wide cock into it. Her jaws strained as she tried to fit him all in, her lips sliding down the meaty shaft, taking his width slowly in. She felt Chris's tongue drawing erotic wet circles around her pussy and she felt his saliva tickling her shivering flesh. Then he folded his tongue and wedged it up inside her tiny hole, opening it and fucking it, as if his tongue were a tiny prick. She opened her mouth wider, taking a deep breath, and swallowed his prick, tightening her lips around it.

"Ughh!" Chris lifted his head from Tessie's snatch, his eyes going to the film. What he saw made his balls draw up and his shaft redden and tremble inside Tessie's mouth. His pre-coital juices washed over her tongue. "Suck hard!" Chris returned to eating her out, his tongue flitting frenetically inside her pussy. He licked her everywhere; the image of the fucking couple seared into his mind.

Tessie angled her head so that she could watch the last minutes of the film and suck Chris off at the same time. She watched a closeup of the man's prick going in and out of the girl's cunt. Each time his cock sank in, her sloppy lips opened wide around him and swallowed his organ, squeezing it down deep inside of her. When he pulled out the lips opened, her flesh clinging to his thickness, sliding down with his outstrokes.

The porn film couple fucked slowly, then rapidly, then slowly again. Juices flowed copiously from the girl, bathing her cunt, glistening on the maleflesh going in and out of her and trickling down to coat her pillowy asscheeks. The man started to fuck her steadily, faster and faster, his hand guiding his prick in and out of her. She humped her body urgently, her ass lifting both of them from the bed, only to crash down onto it again. Suddenly he stiffened, his cock remaining buried in her while she wrapped her legs tightly around him, her ass denting the mattress, squirming into it. A moment later he pulled his huge cock out, his hand aiming the jumping rod at the girl.

The man was coming, his cock twitching in his hands, his scum jetting out in thick creamy blobs onto the girl's cunt and her belly, and up to splatter her watermelon tits. On the girl's face was a look of pure ecstasy and she scooped up some of his spunk in her hand, then licked it off her fingers, sucking greedily, gulping as much of it down as she could. Then she took the rest of his jism and wiped it onto her belly, shoved some into her cunt, and coated her tits with what was left of it. The film ended and a steady stream of yellow light poured toward the wall.

Tessie and Chris were oblivious to that light and to the constant hum of the emptied projector. They were buried between each other's legs, sucking and licking and swallowing for all they were worth.

"I'm going to come again," Tessie squealed, her legs going high into the air, stiffening from the heat rising within her.

"Mfff," was all Chris could muster. Then he came, filling Tessie's mouth with a full load of male nectar.

She was licking his hardness as if it were a melting ice cream cone, but when she realized that he was coming she stilled her mouth, in order to taste the first salty drops. She tried to savor them on her tongue, but he came a lot, in long steady gushes, puffing out her cheeks, and she had to swallow quickly. His come was warm in her mouth and flowed smoothly down her throat. Tessie sucked, pulling his flesh into her mouth, swallowing and then sucking for more. And she came. She came for as long as he did, her legs now flopping exhaustedly open, her pussy splayed wide for him, her cuntlips wiping across his tongue.

It was moments later, while they were resting side by side, still in the same reversed position, that the telephone's shrill ringing brought them back to reality. It took a few rings before either of them had the strength to make a move, but the fourth ring jarred Chris's memory and he bolted up and darted for the phone.

Chris returned to the living room, grabbed for his clothes and dressed hurriedly. "I'm a father… A girl… ain't that something?"

Tessie started dressing, too. "That's great. Glad to be one of the first to congratulate you."

He finished dressing and looked at Tessie. "Again – sometime?"

"Well, you said you'd be needing a sitter. You can get my number from… Brenda."

They smiled at each other, a silent agreement made between them, and then he left. His wife was waiting.

Tessie sat huddled on the floor in the corner of the room, her knees drawn up in front of her and her head resting on them. Something touched her and she looked up, squinting her, eyes, trying to focus them. A pink blur whirled by. Tessie's hand clutched a paper cup and she raised it to her mouth to sip cheap wine onto her dry tongue: She remembered now. It was a party. Whose, though? Tessie couldn't remember. She sipped some more wine and it sloshed out of her mouth and dripped down her chin. Tessie didn't notice.

The party was in a large apartment, and had been going on for several days, a kind of continuous open house, with a steady pouring in and out of people. Roy had taken Tessie to the party – where was he now, she wondered – and she had started drinking around seven P.M. By eight P.M., she had passed out.

"Enjoy your nap?"

Tessie looked blankly at him. His thin face gradually focused and she recognized Roy. "Was I out long?"

"No, about fifteen minutes. Here, have some coke… you'll feel better."

"Coke and wine'll make me puke."

"Not this coke." He held out a long, slender hand to her, a white powder billed in the palm of it.

Tessie peered intently at the mound, her brow wrinkling. "What's that?"

"Coke… You know, The Lady."

"No." She looked at his eyes. Tessie loved Roy's eyes. They were deep dark brown pools that drew her totally into his gaze. She sighed and smiled at him.

"This is gonna bring you 'round again. Here, I'll show you." Roy took a straw that had been cut down in size and placed it delicately above the powder in his hand. From the other end of the straw, he snorted up. 'a look of placid pleasure on his face. He did that twice with each nostril, then held the straw and the remaining powder out to Tessie. "You now."

Tessie followed the same procedure that Roy had, and then she looked at him, expecting further instructions. He just grinned at her. "So?" she shrugged.

"Give it a little time."

Tessie sniffled. Her nose felt cold and she rubbed it with her fingers.

"Take some deep sniffs and swallow hard," Roy said.

She did and then shook her head, feeling more awake now. "My throat feels funny." Then her mouth pouted and she looked at him again, "Yuk, that tastes horrible." She took a long sip of wine.