Barbara Skinner - Lust is a many splendored thing

She writhed upon the massive column of his sex, twisting and bucking, and his lips parted with pleasure.

She clutched at her stockings in an effort to pull her body back up and did not care that she was tearing the nylons. She did not care about anything at the moment. She was engulfed in the explosions and implosions of her orgasms. She cried out and wrenched her self upright.

The motion thrust his cock deeper, and his knob slid against her cervix. His hand caught the thong running alongside her quaking cunt, and he tugged at it to cause the anal dildo to pull deeper again. She gave a whimpering groan and pressed her hands to his stomach just in front of her broiling cleave.

His hand turned, and the thong pulled even tighter. He pulled downward, and then pushed up, and she raised and lowered herself to his movements. Her cunt rose and fell upon him, and her juices gleamed from his trunk. His cock slid down, and then back up, and the vibrator went higher, and then back down. Her flesh burned, and her clit sizzled. Her depths spasmed with ecstasies. Her hair swirled around her face. His hips began to lift and fall, and his cock ran even higher within her.

She was in a frenzy as seizures erupted through her cunt. She tensed, and her knees dug into the couch. Her arms straightened, and her elbows pressed into her sides. Her head went back, and her mouth opened fully as her eyes screwed shut. Her body shook upon his, and the vibrator quaked against the underside of his shaft. His body arched up against hers, and he sucked air through his teeth.

The air burst free of her lungs in a sob, her ears filled with a roaring as her brain flashed with her climax, and her body jumped and twisted in the possession of her release. The back of his head pressed back against the couch as his heels dug into it, and he inhaled with a groan as her coming brought him to the crescendo of his own climax. His come blasted through him and into her depths, and his cock pistoned within her until the last of his juices were spent, and he was lying limply beneath her.

She swayed drunkenly and felt his cock shrink slightly as it softened within her still quivering nook. His eyes were closed, and he said nothing. She felt elated that she had brought him to such a powerful climax, though she wished the vibrator had not been a part of it.

Minutes passed, and their breathing returned to normal, but he still said nothing. Then, she began to feel him growing hard again within her, and she blinked with surprise.

"Again," he said without opening his eyes, and she felt as if she had somehow failed a test and was going to have to keep repeating it until she got it right.

Slowly, she began to grip his prod with her cunt and then she started turning her hips from side to side. Her breathing grew heavy as she tightened and loosened herself around him while turning and as the vibrator continued moving within her rectum. As the tremorings in her snatch grew, and as her clit began to pulse faster, she became determined to truly get it right this time.

Her hands moved up and down his stomach and over his chest as she began to raise and lower herself while continuing her other movements. In turning her hips, she arched herself so that her fanny swept back and forth across his balls. His breathing deepened, and his shoulders shifted in response to her concentrated efforts. She arched her fanny down and forward as she lowered herself, and the base of the vibrating dildo pressed between his balls. She clutched and turned as she rose and fell, and arched her ass as she came down. Her brain was clouding with arousal greater than the first time, but she fought against it so that she could continue her rhythm. His mouth was ajar, and she again felt pride as she observed his arousal.

She licked at her lips, and lovingly stroked his belly. Her cleave felt afire around the thrusting hardness of him, and she found it harder and harder to keep her eyes open. His nostrils flared as delicious waves of heat rocketed through him.

Suddenly, the phone on his desk rang, and she blinked with surprise. He turned his head to look toward it, and she expected him to dismiss it.

Instead, he rose up from the waist and drew her calves forward on the couch. He pushed her feet around behind him and pivoted on his ass so that he could drop his feet to the floor. Her movements thrown off, she continued to grip him with her snatch as she stared at him with bewilderment. He began to push up from the couch, and she tightened her legs around him as she moved her hands around to his back.

With her still impaled upon his cock, he walked toward his desk. Each step thrust his tool within her, and she hugged him tightly. He stopped, and lifted the receiver. Biting at her lower lip, Erin began clutching at his tool again, and she pressed her heels against the base of his back.

"He did, huh?" he said into the phone after listening, "and without arguing either. Good," he smiled, and listened again as he arched his hips back and forth to thrust within Erin's quaking snatch. "Going to add this one to your collection too?" he asked. "Anybody ever opens that refrigerator, they're sure going to be puzzled," he chuckled. "Hm?

Yeah, she's about ready," he said, and glanced at Erin's face. "In a minute or two," he said, and hung up.

He sat back against the edge of the desk, and his hands clasped her hips. He pulled her closer to him as he thrust, and then pushed her hips back as he pulled his rod back. She moaned as he continued. He pushed and pulled, pulled and thrust, and her hands grabbed at hisback. Her clit flared, and a flash fire went through her cunt. She cried out, and his hands held her loins tightly to his as he twisted his cock from side to side within her. Her mind and body joined in the joyous paroxysms, and she floated at the peak of her climax.

Her eyes closed, and her head dropped back. Dimly, she was aware that they were moving, and then she was being laid down upon his desk. Her anus just past the edge, the vibrator was turned off, and her long legs hung loosely.

"Want to go to the next size?" she heard Carla's voice ask.

"Yeah, let's use the double-action harness," he replied, and Erin wondered what they were talking about, but she felt too blissful to try and think.

She felt the thongs being unfastened, and she murmured as the shaft was slid out from her ass. Her heels, her torn stockings, and her comestained garter belt were quickly stripped from her. Almost giddily, she wondered what the Romes were now going to have her do.

His come had drained down from the base of her slit, and into her ass.

As a result, she felt no discomfort as her anus was again probed. She started a bit as a shaft was moved up into her rectum, and she realized that it was thicker than the last one, but presently there was no tension left in any of her muscles, and she took the dildo without difficulty. She hummed happily as the shaft was moved in and out a few times, and then her eyelids fluttered. As the anal dildo was moved back into her ass, a cock's head moved into her cleave.

Groggily, she rose up onto one elbow and looked down to see the sculpted replica of Jack's big cock being moved up into her cunt. The two shafts pressed against one another through the thin membrane separating them, and her eyes closed as they were both thrust fully into her. She swallowed hard, and again looked down. The two dildoes were connected by a leather strap. Carla's hand moved down out of her line of vision to turn a switch, and both prods began to vibrate within Erin.

Carla pulled Erin forward and onto her feet. Erin's mouth was ajar, and her eyes were widened and glassy. The whole of her lower body seemed to quiver like jelly. From the base of the vaginal dildo hung three leather straps, which were connected to a leather belt. Carla raised the belt to Erin's waist, and the straps pulled up from either side of her mound to the insides of her hips, and up along her slit to the center of her lower belly.