Barbara Skinner - Lust is a many splendored thing

Erin recalled how Jack's cock had moved slowly up into her and had filled her, and she vividly remembered the sensations of joy he had created with it and his mouth. Ben pulled his mouth from hers and pushed the nightgown down so that he could kiss her breasts. His hips moved back from her, and she felt the head of his rod rub against her.

He sucked the carnation pink rises of her aureolas, and the pinker peaks of her nipples. She murmured happily and found herself turning from the waist to kiss his shoulder and his side.

Feeling her turn, he blinked with surprise, and hope caused his breath to catch. He moved his lips down to kiss her belly through the thin stuff of the nightgown that was now covering only it.

Without thinking, she moved her kisses down his side to his hip, and then between it and his abdomen. He inhaled deeply at the movement of her full lips against his fevered flesh. The thought that she was moving toward his swollen cock for the first time caused his mind to spin. He moved his mouth to her lower belly and pushed the nightgown up beneath her tits. Suddenly, he remembered Carla's mouth approaching his cock, and he recalled how she had knowingly sucked his come from him.

His cock throbbed with expectation.

She felt his pubic hair against her lips, and then his shaft was against her cheek. She swallowed hard and looked at his prod from beneath heavily lidded eyes.

He thought back to the sensations Carla's lips and tongue had created, and he again wondered what she looked like fully naked. Erin kissed around the base of his cock, and uncertainty moved through her.

Erin wanted to give him head, but Jack had not had her try that yet.

Abruptly, she wondered how she could take his huge tool into her mouth without choking. She closed her eyes tightly, realizing that Ben thought she was going to go down on him, and not wanting to disappoint him. His kisses moved into the red curlings of her muff, and she gripped his hips tightly. Willing herself to do it, she pressed her lips to his shaft.

He kissed her slit, his mind reeling as he felt her soft lips kissing his trunk. Her mouth moved hesitantly upward, and he kissed her slit.

She trembled against him, and he widened his mouth over her mound. Her lips parted against his throbbing length, and her tongue licked at him.

He flicked his tongue up and down her slit as he sucked at the pronounced rise of her cunny, and somewhere in his mind he wondered what Carla's cunt looked like, and what it was like to fuck. Erin wanted to raise her mouth to take in his bulbous head, but the old fears and doubts were already creeping through her mind. She found herself wishing that she had eaten Jack so that she could at least tell herself that she had done it once before. She moved her tongue back down his cock, and she moved one hand to caress his balls. She concentrated on thinking of being with Jack just so that she could distract herself from the old repressions. She felt Ben's tongue lapping at her furrow as his mouth nuzzled her mound, and it made it easier for her. She opened her mouth and turned her head so that she could grip the center of his rod in her mouth.

He groaned against her snatch, as he felt her mouth seek to encompass his width as she licked the side of his shaft. For Erin to be doing even this was such an unknown experience that he found it easier to think of being with Carla again. He pressed his tongue into Erin's cleave and wondered if Carla could taste as good as Erin did.

Erin turned so that she could kiss his dorsal vein and again gripped him in her mouth. Sucking, she moved her mouth up and down Ben's tool, and her tongue lapped at its underside. She felt elation as he moaned into her cunny, and she remembered Jack's tongue knowingly focusing in on her clit. An orgasm flashed through her, and she shook against Ben.

He wished that she would take his head into her mouth, that she would truly go down on him, but he could not help but feel elation at her actions. His balls tremored beneath the still uncertain movements of her fingers, and his bone throbbed deeply within the rise and fall of her mouth. He licked up toward her clit, and she came again, and her body writhed against his. Her mouth sucked harder, and he felt his come trying to break free.

His tongue lashed against the tip of her clit, and she groaned and stretched. She felt her depths imploding and exploding with orgasmic intensity, and she was reliving her tonguing by Jack. She sucked harder at Ben's cock, and her mouth began to move up toward his bulbous head as her repressions began to be overshadowed by her pleasures. An image of Jack's cock filled her mind as fully as his cock had filled her cunt. She rolled his balls in her hand. She groaned as multiple orgasms rose through her and blinded her to everything but their fulfilling intensity.

He gasped for breath as her mouth moved up his cock, and he licked faster at her clit. His come strained for release within the balls she was stroking. Her lips touched the cleft of his head, and he arched his body against her. His spend came free.

His mouth widening, his tongue pressed firmly against her clit, and she gasped with joy as her orgasms linked. His come rushed through him, and his rod jumped within the grip of her mouth. She blinked, and her mouth lost its hold. His come erupted from his head, and she saw it fountain up. Both of them trembled with their climax, and their thoughts were ganzed with satiation.

Gradually, they went limp and lay gasping for air. Finally, she caught her breath, and she opened her eyes to look at his prod through glazed eyes. Softening, Ben's cock was curving downward, and she watched with fascination as his thick come slid down along his shaft. She wondered what it tasted like, and was tempted to find out, but she could not make herself act to extend her tongue.

Ben's jealousy had been banished by the evident change in Erin's attitudes. He wondered how such a change could have been effected in one day, but did not want to question such a benefit. He gave the lips of her damp cunt a kiss, and shifted around to take her in his arms again.

They kissed slowly, their hands tenderly caressing, and both of them found themselves wondering what their next visits with the Romes would entail. Ben's eyes opened, and he smiled with satisfaction at Erin. She blushed shyly, and looked down.

"That felt… wonderful," he told her, and she glanced up with a trace of a smile of pride.

"Really?" she asked.

"Really," he nodded, and he slid the nightgown from her body.

"You're getting hard again," she whispered as he tossed the nightgown aside.

"Yeah," he said as he looked down to watch his shaft straighten. "And it's all lubricated," he grinned as he noted the coating of his own come.

She smiled, and rolled onto her back. Stretching out atop her, he recalled lubricating his cock for Carla, and he wondered what it would be like to ball Erin's ass. His breathing deepening, he angled his cock's head between her lips, and slid up into her cunny. Her eyes closed, and she murmured with pleasure as she embraced him tightly.

Tasting her flavor from his mouth, she wondered if Jack had liked it when he had eaten her, and she gripped Ben's tool with her cunt.

Feeling her tighten around him, Ben again thought of Carla's amazing muscle control, and again wondered what her cunt was like.

Their bodies thrust and pulled together, and their breathing quickened.

She came, and her legs drew up around his hips so that she could take him deeper. His thoughts shifted back and forth between Erin and Carla, and hers shifted between him and Jack. Their bodies moved with more abandon than they had known in a long time, and their voices joined in moans of ecstasy as his cock thrust and twisted within the quaking hold of her cunny.