Mark Farris - Nymph In Full Glory

Carol saw Bruce stand up from where he had been sunbathing and stretched his fine body. She noticed that he had a hard-on in his briefs.

Bruce turned and trotted into his house, and Carol figured he was going to get dressed. In a few moments, she excused herself to go to the "powder room" and she went in after Bruce, with the hopes of getting a peek at his magnificent buns when he was getting dressed.

She went through the hallway and up to the Clarke's bedroom. She found the door slightly ajar. She pushed on it gently and peered inside. Carol gasped at what she saw.

Bruce was standing in front of Paula's vanity mirror. His bathing suit was pushed down around his calves. He was still holding a towel with one hand, and his cock with the other. He was indulging in a quick hand job!

Carol watched Bruce pump on his meat for a moment, then moved in to have some fun.

Bruce was no longer looking at his reflection in the mirror. The sensations in his cock had all his attention now. He was looking down at his swollen staff and watching it quiver and ripple with pleasure as his fingers stroked it. Suddenly another hand appeared and pushed his away to replace it on the throbbing staff of man-meat.

Bruce looked up and saw Carol Prince's reflection in the mirror. She was stroking him, masturbating him toward a quick climax, and Bruce was so into it that all he could do was moan and let her proceed.

Carol's able hand gave Bruce an expert stroking. In seconds she had him gasping and shuddering as he shot into the air. The foaming jizm splashed onto the mirror and Paula's vanity.

Carol continued to masturbate the prong through Bruce's climax. When it was finished and all the sperm was blown, Carol took her hand away. Her fingers were coated and dripping with sticky spunk.

Bruce quickly handed his friend a box of Kleenex. Their eyes met and probed each other for a moment, then Carol started to laugh, and Bruce joined her.

The incident had been very harmless. But it was the seed of the troubles to come.

The next day, Paula paid a visit to Carol's house for lunch. While the two ladies were having coffee, Carol's mail arrived. In the batch was a package from Ken and Diana Adams, their old friends and sex partners.

The package included a cordial letter and a film clip. The two girls were very curious and decided to watch the Adams' movie. Carol set up her projector and put the reel on. Paula turned out the lights.

The screen lit up and revealed a picture of Ken. He was wearing only a small bathing suit and his body looked muscular and browned from the summer sun. The girls sighed when they saw him, remembering. He looked as good as ever.

Ken waved and turned his back to the camera. He pushed his swimming suit off and it dropped around his ankles. This presented the girls with a shot of his tight, hard ass cheeks, and they both caught their breaths at the sight of male buns.

Ken's hands began to move in front of him, and it was obvious what he was doing. His muscular buttocks quivered as he played with himself.

In a moment, Ken turned around, grinning. His cock was now long and hard and enflamed with desire. It throbbed visibly and drooled with his lust. He still held it in his hand, presenting it to the camera like an offering. The hand pumped again, giving the hot organ even more stimulation. He reached in back of himself with his free hand and gave his ass some anal arousal.

Both girls were now trembling and squirming in their seats.

"Oh… do you remember how good that was?" asked Carol as the camera moved in on a close-up of Ken's cock.

Paula only sighed.

A very pretty woman with long, black hair walked into the movie and waved.

"Look… there's Diana!" said Carol.

Diana Adams was wearing only a little skirt and a halter that hugged her magnificent breasts. She looked at her husband for a moment; he said something and she blushed. Then she gave a little nod and looked into the camera, an expression on her beautiful face telling that she was about to do something naughty.

Diana knelt down in front of her husband and lifted her skirt above her hips, revealing her lush ass. She presented Ken with her sex.

Ken Adams stepped forward and aimed his prong at his mate's slit. He looked into the camera, grinning, and paused, teasing the viewers. His pecker was only a fraction of an inch from penetrating Diana's cunt. The big meat was still throbbing and drooling and the head was swollen, and it looked like he was going to fire a shot of cream into the waiting hole at any moment, without even entering!

But then Ken grabbed Diana's hips and shoved forward and his cock was sliding in, all the way with one glide.

"Oh… Jesus!" moaned Paula. "I… I have to masturbate! You don't mind, do you, Carol?"

"Hell no! I'm gonna join you!"

Carol lifted her buns off her chair and reached beneath her dress and pulled off her sopping wet panties. She immediately started jerking off.

Paula followed suit. She unzipped her jeans and pushed them around her knees, followed by her panties. Then the gorgeous blonde began to hump and finger fuck herself to the tempo of Ken and Diana's fuck on the screen.

"Oh… Carol! I'm about to come already!"

Paula quickly got herself off with a little shiver of delight.

"It's going to take me longer," explained Carol. "I jacked off this morning in my shower."

On the screen, Ken was really getting into his sex with his wife. His throbbing rod was stabbing into her wet hole faster and faster. It pulled out, almost to the point of withdrawal, then plunged back in deep. When it emerged again it was even wetter than before.

Stroke followed stroke until Diana Adams called out silently and shook with an obvious orgasm. Ken fucked her through the climax and after. He kept right on plowing her, giving himself his own joy. His eyes were shut and his handsome features were contorted, as if he was feeling exquisite sensations. Diana Adams' pussy gave nothing but exquisite sensations!

Paula finished her little orgasm and kept right on playing with herself. Carol turned and looked at her friend's lap, the fingers expertly rubbing on clit and stroking into hole. Paula loved to masturbate and was an expert at it.

"Honey?" gasped Carol. "If… if you do mine, I'll do yours…"

"O… okay!"

The two girls immediately reached across for each other's cunt. Each girl's own hand was soon replaced with the other's and they began jerking off.

Ken was slowing his fuck down in the film, trying to postpone his climax, but Diana was really into it all and her ass was churning and grinding and pumping and her pussy was stroking and sliding and pulling up and down on Ken's dick, causing him to swell toward his big moment of release. He clutched at his wife, trying to make her stop, at least slow down, but it did no good.

Soon he just gave himself over to his pleasure and began driving into his wife's hole with force again, going for the finish. He stabbed faster and deeper and Diana felt him jerk and knew he was going to come inside of her at any instant, so she dropped forward, going flat on the ground. Ken's organ popped from her quim.

Ken gasped. His suddenly revealed prick jerked dry once and then shot a stream of cum straight at the camera. Ken had a look on his face of surprise and pleasure, his cock suddenly free and deprived of a pussy to shoot in. He grabbed himself in desperation and shamelessly finished the job, the subsequent spurts of his jizm splashing on his writhing wife.

Diana was also jerking herself through a climax. Her hands were buried beneath her body and her butt was lifting and falling as she pumped herself off. Her head lifted and momentarily revealed a look of exquisite pleasure on her face. Her lips were parted in a cry of passion and her eyes were closed tight.