Barbara Skinner - Lust is a many splendored thing

Come covered her hands, feet, her underarms, her tits, her hair, and her lips, and much of the leather. Above her stood Jack.

She smiled up at him, and remembered him asking if she wanted to be showered with his come and to bathe in it. She had answered yes, and he had sent the come splashing over her. Now, he knelt down over her face, and his hand closed around the braiding of her hair. She came as she realized he was going to let her swallow his spend, the spend from his own immense cock. He wrapped his hand in the braid and lifted her mouth as he lowered his head toward the opening in the leather. Her mouth widened eagerly, and he slid into it.

Carla's body pulled and twisted, and her cunt tightened and loosened around Ben. He groaned deeply as she brought him to the edge again and again, but kept him from coming. Through glazed eyes, he recognized Jack, and saw him balling the leatherbound woman's mouth with his huge member. Then Ben's eyes rolled upward for a moment, and then closed as she yanked his come from his nuts. He cried out as the broiling juices flashed through his body, and electric explosions went through him as he hosed up into Carla's suckling snatch.

Erin aligned her mouth and throat so that she could take Jack's tool down into her throat, and her hands caressed his balls and root. She drew her cheeks in tight, and licked at his dorsal vein. She sucked and pulled. The leather slippery with come and perspiration, she slid around beneath him as her mouth and hands beckoned his juices. Then she felt him tensing, and his thick length began to spasm. She pulled back so that his bulbous knob was in her mouth, and his gizzum gushed into her mouth. She shook with convulsions as she came, and drank deeply of his spendings. Her taste buds saturated, she gurgled happily around his tool.

Both Ben and Erin remained in states of carnal fatigue for a time.

Then, he felt Carla draw him to his feet, and Erin felt Jack rise up from her. Carla guided Ben to Erin, and he saw with blurred vision that he was being guided down atop the leather-garbed woman to sixty-nine with her.

Erin opened her eyes to see his hard cock coming down toward her mouth, and she took it in without recognizing it. He began to lick her furrow.

The air was heavy with the scent of come, and it and sweat caused his body to slide against the leather and her tits. He was mindless of everything but tonguing her as his cock throbbed anew in her mouth. She knowingly sucked Carla's taste from him, and it joined the residue of Jack's as his tongue churned the mix around the pulse of her clit.

Jack and Carla smiled as they watched Ben and Erin's bodies sliding together, and saw the masked faces turning faster as their arousal climbed. Then, Ben was coming in Erin's mouth without knowing it was his wife who was swallowing the rush of his hot juices. She swallowed his load hungrily, and her clit flamed beneath Ben's tongue without her knowing it was his.

The others returned to where Erin lay, and she and Ben writhed amid the thrusting cocks and tongues, and within mouths, asses, and cunts. They came again and again.

Erin was returned home and given time to freshen up before Ben was told he could go. Despite the bewilderment over the revels they had surrendered to and the exertions they had enjoyed, both Ben and Erin found themselves with a voracious carnal hunger that seemed insatiable.

Thus, they were overjoyed to find they shared that hunger.

Knowing it was Ben's cock, Erin drank happily from it, and took him into her ass. He found her mouthings and the control of her anal muscles even more exciting than Carla's. He tongue-bathed her, and she came to his tonguings. They engaged in every position they knew of, and finally fell asleep in one another's arms, exhausted with satisfaction.

Despite their impassioned lovemaking, neither found themselves able to disclose their adventures with Jack and Carla.

Refreshed, they spent the next morning in bed together, happy that it was Saturday. Then they decided to go and congratulate Jack and Carla on the success of their therapy.

They found the reception room door open, and they paused inside as they heard laughter from Jack's office. Smiling, they moved to it, and saw that it was ajar. It was dark inside, and they looked in to make sure they would not be interrupting something. They stared with shock at what they saw.

A movie projector whirred, and images of Erin with Jack and Carla, and of Ben with Carla and Jack showed on the screen. She realized that she had been filmed in his office as well as in her apartment, and he realized he too had been filmed. In the flickering light of the projector, Jack and Carla were stretched out together. Ben and Erin looked at one another, and realized that they shared what they had felt were guilty secrets.

"She's so good begging for your come," Carla chuckled, "that she should get herself a cup and do it on streetcorners."

"Yeah, how about him guzzling his come and begging to fuck you," Ben laughed.

Both Ben and Erin stared angrily as they watched Jack's cock sliding in and out of Carla's box. They again looked at one another, and then slipped silently into the darkened room. With the previous evening climaxing with one another and this discovery, both Ben and Erin's focus of desire had moved back to one another.

Erin spotted Carla's large handbag, and she rummaged quietly in it until she found what she sought. A moment later, Jack looked up with a startled expression as a cuff-locked around his wrist, and it and his other wrist were jerked behind his back before he could react. The linked cuffs were locked, and he was pulled back off Carla, his approaching climax interrupted. His cock gleamed with her juices as it whipped out. Carla groaned at the loss, and sat up to see what had happened. Then, Erin pulled her arms back, and her wrists were cuffed also.

The projector was turned off, and Jack and Carla looked around to try and see who was with them in the darkened room. Then, the lights came on, and they squinted against the sudden brightness.

"We think it's time you two were taught a lesson," Erin said coldly, and the brother and sister looked up at the couple, who were now also naked. "Doesn't she have nice titties?" Erin asked Ben, and pinched Carla's nipple.

"Oh, but her mouth's even nicer," he replied as Carla winced, and he thrust his hard cock into her mouth as she gasped at the pressure of Erin's fingers.

"Yes, it's almost as big as Jack's prick," she said as she tightly gripped the base of his shaft in her fist. "Was it about to spit up?" she asked Jack with mock concern.

Ben's body tensed, and his hands tightened around Carla's head to thrust it back from him. His prick came free of her mouth as he came, and his thick juices splashed over her face.

"Look, your sister's face is all messy," Erin said as her hand moved to his testicles. "Clean her up," she ordered, and her grip caused him to quickly move his face to Carla's. "And be sure to swallow," Erin told him as she remembered him having her beg to swallow his.

Staring into Carla's eyes, Jack obeyed. Their shoulders pulled back due to their hands being cuffed behind their backs, their chests pressed together, and she rubbed her tits against him as his tongue lapped at her face. Ben emptied Carla's handbag, and took a metal halter from it.

He slid it between her and her brother and put it on her. Metal rings encircled the bases of her tits tightly, and chains curved to smaller rings which encircled her nipples.

Finished, Jack started to speak, but Erin pressed one of the oval bits into his mouth, fastened the reins, and pushed one of the replicas of his own cock through the oval. Now unable to speak, he watched Erin bind the base of the shaft to the reins as Ben turned Carla around.