Barbara Skinner - Lust is a many splendored thing

The five moved back from Erin, and Jack moved around her to inspect their work. The leather came down to her wrists, and then looped around the mound of her thumb, and around the base of each finger so that they and her palm were bare while the back was covered. Her breasts were shoved in and forward through a figure-eight section that was not connected between them Her mound pressed out through another opening, which accented its fullness. In the back, the leather tapered down to a point that fit into the cleft of her ass and then it curved up and around the full cheeks, which were forced back and out. The point at the cleft continued down in a thin strip that fastened to another ring that held her buttocks apart and framed the anus it bared. Another strip connected to the bottom of the ring, and it went down to where the leather met between ass and cunt. Due to the adjustment of the lacings, the leather fit her like a second skin.

"Do you like it?" Jack asked her as he ran his hand over her ass.

"Yes," she said softly as she realized that she liked it very much.

He stepped aside, and one of the men stretched out on his back. His dark cock stood up hard. Without having to be told, she crouched down between his thighs and slowly sat back upon him, and his tool moved up into her rectum. She immediately began to tighten and loosen her ass around him. Another of the men came forward, and he lowered himself down onto his hands as his legs stretched out between hers and the first man's. His prick opened her slit, and sluiced up into her. Her hips rocked between the two as she began to clutch at his thickness.

One of the men blocked her view of the second as he knelt over her chest, and he pushed his bone between her tits, which his hands pressed in around his thrustings. A cock filled each of her hands, and she began to stroke them. The woman sat down behind her head, and her feet rested against Erin and the first man's shoulders as she took the thick braiding of Erin's hair. The woman began to work it up into her splay.

Erin writhed atop the one man and beneath the two as her hands worked the cocks of the other two, and as the woman used her hair as a dildo.

The one man rolled her aching breasts against the pistonings of his shaft, and she pressed her chin down so that she could lick at his head. She moved hungrily around and against the five cocks, and twisted the top of her leather-bound head back against the woman's snatch. She did not move her body as separate parts, but as a whole that was as one with her mind. She was making love with five prods and a cunt, and for her they were but extensions of Jack, six avenues through which she directed pleasure to him and through which she received it from him.

The six began to groan and tremble with ecstasies she created, and she was overwhelmed with elation.

Carla's hands kept Ben's head pressed against her, and he continued eating her as she came again and again. He was determined to satisfy her demands, and be granted entrance to her cunt. She watched Erin pulling the come from the cocks she held, and saw the dark-haired woman's cunt thrusting against the top of her head as she came around Erin's thick braid. Her own cleave spasmed around Ben's mouth as she saw the prick between Erin's tits splashing its spend over the mask.

Then, the men in Erin's rectum and snatch were coming, and Carla was sagging limply against Ben.

"A good boy," she said breathlessly after a few moments, and patted Ben's head. "Now, you can fuck my cunt," she said. and stepped back to watch him quickly strip away his clothes. "First," she said as he moved toward her, "look behind you."

His head swimming with arousal, he paused, and then turned. He stared with disbelief. He saw a woman bound in leather on the other side of the glass, a woman with five men and a woman. The men's bodies were limp with satisfaction, and the woman's hands were pressed against the leather-clad woman's head. They shifted beneath the dim lights, and he saw that the woman's juices gleamed from atop the mask, and that the come of the men gleamed upon the leather, and on the woman's hands and face, and seeped from her cunt and ass.

"Come with me, and you'll get my Cunt, and more," Carla promised, and he nodded. "But put this on first," she said, and he turned to see her holding out a mask much like the one Erin wore. "This way, no one will see your face, and you won't have to worry about being recognized later."

He thought of the other things she had asked, and demanded, and the mask seemed insignificant. He put it on.

Erin's mind glowed with carnal bliss, and she did not notice the door opening and closing. Her arms were raised, and the openings at her armpits widened. Stretching out against her shoulders, two of the men pressed their tools between her arms and her torso. She pressed her elbows in against her sides, and squeezed the cocks against her plump underarms. She began to tighten and loosen her shoulder and arm muscles and to roll her shoulders. The men murmured with pleasure as her tight grip shifted and pulled at their cocks.

One of the men slid his fingers under Erin's and thrust his rod up her ass. Another lowered himself across her hips and onto his knees and elbows as he drove his bone up into her box. The fifth man squatted over her face and began sliding his cock between her tits, and she began to lick at his balls.

Leading him by the hand, Carla moved Ben toward the writhing bodies and had him sit down facing his wife's feet. He did not recognize her because of the leather outfit, the lights, and the other bodies. Carla grasped Erin's ankles and pressed the soles of her feet together. She motioned Ben forward, and then she closed Erin's feet around his hard cock. He looked up through the eyeholes of the mask, and he remembered her promise of her cunt, and of more. The bare soles began to shift, and the soft flesh stroked him. His eyes closed as the inner arches tightened and loosened, and the heels rubbed around the base of his shaft.

Carla stood by Jack, and they glanced at one another with conspiratorial smiles.

Ben caressed the leather-bound calves as the feet thrust and tugged around him. The cocks under Erin's arms and in her cleave and rectum thrust and turned. The dark-haired woman had drawn Erin's braid from her cunt, and she slid the end between the balls of the man fucking Erin's tits and Erin's lapping tongue. Erin sucked the woman's taste from her own hair, and she smiled as the woman raised the braid to press the end against the man's anus. He groaned, and Erin began to suck his balls.

Ben groaned, and then shook as her feet pulled his juices from him, and he watched it shower up to spill over her feet, and leather-covered calves. He fell back, and her feet caressed his balls, and her toes kneaded his root and nuzzled his anus. Other men cried out, and the prod between her tits gushed its load down over her leather-fleshed belly.

Time passed, and Ben felt a hand stroking his shaft back up. He looked up to see Carla, and she motioned for him to follow. They moved a few feet to the side of the others, and she had him lie down on his back.

His heart pounded as he realized that she was now going to do it, and she knelt over his hips. He caressed her thighs, and groaned as her snatch took his throbbing length in. She tightened and loosened around him as she thrust, and her hips rotated atop his. His mind burned, and his body shook. Her vaginal muscle control was even more developed than that of her ass. The sensations she created were so overpowering that he could not focus his mind enough to even thrust with any rhythm.

Hearing the moans, Erin let her head roll to the side, and she saw Carla fucking a man who wore a mask much like hers. She smiled at the exhibition of her teacher's talents, and she thought that the man was very lucky. Seeing the mask, she assumed that he too was a patient.