Atza Nice - Lovers at play

He had first seen the three copulating figures and the nakedly self-fucking figure beside them over the back fence. His eyes had nearly bulged out of his head and his cock had leapt into vibrantly throbbing life beneath his pants as he watched in crazed fascination. His hands gripped the hose he had picked up so tightly that the knuckles turned white, and his breath began to come in panting spurts almost right away, his disbelief and shocked amazement keeping him locked in that position for several moments.

At last, he tore himself away and walked slowly through the gate, and it was then that he heard the little dark-haired girl's voice mewling in utterly wild abandon, "Oooooooooowwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaooooooowwww!" from around Glen Cooper's rapidly pistoning, thickly glistening cock. Still unbelieving, he had blinked his eyes as if that would erase the incredible erotic scene before him, and crept cautiously forward, recognizing immediately the masturbating figure as the little redhead who had been around a lot lately. The gardener's heart beat wildly in his chest and once again his cock began to strain hotly against the confining material of his trousers as his eyes remained transfixed on the erotic spectacle that was happening in front of him.

This is impossible! It's not really happening. This is the kind of thing that only happens in blue movies. A beauty like that getting fucked by two guys like a hot little bitch in heat. This can't be happening… it can't be… real…!

Suddenly, Ray found himself moving slowly still towards the three writhing figures as if they were magnets drawing him without his conscious effort. He felt himself tearing off his jacket and tossing it to the ground, then his shirt. He didn't know then quite what he intended to do or why he was so frantically disrobing, he really had no business here, but he knew that they wouldn't even notice him, and if they did, it would be to welcome him, and so he followed his instincts and left his reason behind with his clothes. Next came his trousers as he advanced, trancelike, until he stood almost on top of the three nakedly locked figures on the grass while Dawn finger-fucked herself beyond them to the same wildly soaring tempo. Ray's cock stood out nakedly throbbing from his loins, aching with passionate desire, and he lowered himself to the grass.

He grasped the soft flesh of the brunette's shoulder and shook her gently, and she turned her head as much as she could. And then for one split-second she froze, gasping around the heavily throbbing cock in her mouth. There he knelt with his hotly pulsing prick in his hand while he was nudging her with the other until she rotated slightly, pushing Glen to the side with his cock still buried deep up inside her tightly locked lips.

"Girl," Ray said almost numbly, his mind raging with heated desire, "I don't know who you are, but I'm going to fuck you like I've never fucked before!"

And so, with the brunette on her side between the onslaught of the dual thrusts into her mouth and cunt, the gardener placed his hands on the smooth spongy skin of her whitely trembling asscheeks, drawing them apart and inserting the throbbing blunt head of his prick just outside the tiny puckered ring of her asshole. He wriggled the shaft around that rear entrance, feeling her hips jerk away in fear as he began to relentlessly press in.

"Hey, relax, girl," he urged her. "Relax and it won't hurt so much at first. Because there's no getting away from it, believe me!"

He could feel her shudder nevertheless as he skewered into her tight hairless asshole, quivering forward into the deep dark depths of her rectum while the two men, unaffected by his pressure, still fucked relentlessly up into her cunt and mouth. He clenched his eyes tightly closed as the reluctantly yielding little ring expanded around his thickly pressing cock and his massively pulsing cockhead popped up inside it with a sudden rush.

"Aaaaaaaaaauuuuuuurrrrrrrwwwwwww!" the little cleaning girl groaned, her lips still clutching around Glen's feverishly plunging pole as it slammed wetly back into her mouth.

Ray now began to fuck rhythmically up into the pinkly hugging ass passage and before long sensed the additional growing pleasure he was giving to the still hotly writhing girl. He knew that he had never enjoyed fucking any girl as much as he was enjoying this one – and he knew now that the brunette felt the same way.

The pain from her ass-fucking soon dissolved into new reckless spasms of sublime pleasure as the young girl rocked back onto the twin impaling cocks in her cunt and ass while her luscious lips continued their erotic sucking on Glen's thickly lunging prick. New chilling thrills fluttered from her ravished loins up through her ecstatically quivering tits and crashed into her mind like a tidal wave, while the wildly rhythmic invasions of her body continued to rock her body back and forth, driving her ever closer to the mind-smashing cum she had been working towards ever since this mad orgiastic escapade had started.

Suddenly there was a soft voice from somewhere close by. But none of them could tear themselves away from their erotic fuck to see Dawn Peters kneeling beside them, watching with rapt fascination, her naked tits jiggling and quivering on her heaving chest while her hand urgently caressed the lust slick crevice between her spreading thighs.

"This is just one big fucking party, isn't it?" Dawn whispered hotly. "Well, I'm part of the party, aren't I?" And with this she dropped beside the newly arrived gardener so that her legs clasped around his head and her nakedly exposed cuntlips were pressed into his lust-flushed face. "Lick me, man, lick me good," the lust-crazed redhead begged.

"Holy Christ," Ray muttered, his tongue automatically lashing out to lick eagerly at the warmly gushing pussy juices that flowed around her wetly glistening cuntlips. The hot lashings of his tongue sent the salesgirl into paroxysms of rapturous joy as she locked her fleshy tanned thighs tightly around the stranger's head, nudging her warmly quivering cunt into his face. As she did this, she reached out to tenderly fondle the little cleaning girl's whitely quaking tits while Ray's tongue flickered hotly over the sensitively throbbing knob of her clit.

In front of her, Warren could feel himself poised on the brink of a mind-exploding cum as he fucked deep into the brunette's greedily clinging cunt. He began to screw into her faster, harder now, feeling Ray's cock as it plunged madly into her tightly straining asshole separated from his own cock by only the thin layer of tissue between her cunt and asshole. Warren's hands gripped Tammy's waist hard as her body recoiled with that one last lust-crazed spasm, and he slammed viciously into her, spilling his hot white cum into the soft-walled cavern of her cunt, feeling the hot juicy walls madly contracting around his spewing cock to milk it of every hotly gushing ounce of its precious juice.

Tammy could feel his prick bursting hotly inside of her and she knew that Glen, too, was about ready to lash out with that last urgent fuck, for she could feel the massive cock stretching and expanding inside her mouth while her cunt clung wildly to the still streaming dick buried inside its warmly clinging walls. Suddenly she moaned as Glen fucked hard forward, sending his cock down into her mouth like a ram! It exploded hotly as she sucked and swallowed convulsively, her cheeks bulging and deflating all the while from the cascade of his scalding white cum. Her mouth filled with the pungent taste of his rushing juices, and then the exploding cock throbbed with one last, long jerk and deflated softly beneath her swirling tongue.

Her own cum was only moments away now, and the stranger, too, was fast approaching his own dynamic explosion. He continued fucking deep up into the now slippery walls of her ass, her pinkly puckered asshole clinging tightly to his deeply fucking cock, sending his prick deep, deep into the unexplored depths of her asshole while his tongue lashed and flicked and licked at the wetly smoldering cunt of the beautiful redhead like an imitation cock. Each renewed lunge of the gardener's madly fucking prick sent new surges of unrestrained pleasure and sublime rapture through Tammy's cork-screwing, gyrating body and the images of the lust-impassioned stranger and Dawn Peters swam through her fevered mind, fusing together finally into one passion-colored image of lasciviously ecstatic delirium.