Staci Peters - Every Man For Anne

"I was particularly impressed by your climax," Anne continued. She flipped back a page. "You demonstrated extremely good taste in these more intimate parts… Wow!"

"There were some flaws in my original analysis," Silke quoted John's remarks. "But by candidly exposing the holes you showed me things in a different light."

"… a stimulating experience," Anne chipped in.

"You handled the most essential points in a most exciting way," Silke went on. "You have thoroughly earned a top grade."

"Your daring approach wins you a well-deserved A." Anne dropped the paper on the grass and clapped her hands in the air. "Good old John; he really came across."

"Yeah," said Silke, "all over our faces, our tits… all over us!"

The girls were still breaking up in fits of giggles when the boys arrived that evening.

"You're in high spirits," said Greg, as Anne and Silke exchanged looks and started laughing again.

"We're feeling good," Silke agreed. She kissed him on the cheek then stood on the tips of her toes to blow in his ear. Now it was Greg's turn to laugh.

"Are you stoned already?" asked Bill.

"Nope," said Anne. "Just happy."

She pushed him back onto Silke's couch and went out to fetch them some beers. She passed one down to Bill, then turned to hand another can to Greg. "I think these boys have earned a little reward, don't you?"

Silke winked at her: "Absolutely. May I…?" She had gestured toward Bill. Anne waved her on.

"Come here, Greg," said Anne: She put her arms around him and pushed her tongue into his mouth. Without breaking their kiss, she undid his belt and zipped down his fly. Anne slipped her hand into his briefs and fondled Ns cream-filled bollocks.

Silke had Bill undone and dragged down his jeans and jockey shorts. He lay back as she began to manipulate his growing, aroused prick.

"I think the first one to come should buy the tickets," Anne suggested as she took the livid head of Greg's tool into her mouth.

Silke nodded her head in agreement without looking round. She licked along the whole length of Bill's rigid cock. Greg had sat back in the armchair and now Anne was sliding her tongue over the corrugated surface of his scrotum. Her brown hair hung loose and softly caressed his thighs.

Silke was lapping at Bill's balls. She took first one then the other jiggling egg into her mouth, taking big care to be most gentle with these vulnerable organs. Bill sighed with contentment. He ran his fingers through Silke's blonde hair and pressured her slightly to return to the head of his cock.

Greg's increasing lust forced more blood pumping into his already-engorged phallus. The warm cavern of Anne's mouth applied a moist suction to his aching, pulsing cock. Her sweet lips nibbled that most sensitive skin around the back of the crown. Greg groaned with the pleasure she was giving him. Even Anne managed to murmur her own enjoyment around the mouthful of male flesh she was doing her best to swallow completely.

Silke opened her mouth wide and took Bill sliding down the back of her throat. After letting him pump the whole length of his prick in her half a dozen times, she eased him $ck so that she might catch another breath. Silke gripped the short base of his shaft that was thus exposed and, ringing it with her fingers, she milked the cream up from his balls. After a few moments she allowed him to ease his heaving rod back down her throat

Thrill upon thrill raged through Greg's body as Anne swallowed him to the hilt. Her cock-loving mouth contracted around his throbbing manhood, urging him, willing him to come. He rocked his hips backward and forward as his desire mounted, forcing his swollen cock in and out of her lips. With both hands clasped behind her head, Greg pulled Anne closer with each stroke.

The soft wetness of Silke's mouth was almost more than Bill could take. He watched his cock sliding back and forth. Silke returned his gaze with a devilish twinkle in her eyes, as if to say, "I'm going to make you come like you've never come before." Her hands gripped beneath him, digging into his buttocks, forcing him to writhe and push his pulse-pounding knob harder into her mouth. Once more she pulled back slightly, to relax her throat and jaws, before returning to the climax of her love-feast.

Anne concentrated her lascivious efforts on the distended cock head that topped Greg's massive erection. Her caressing, coaxing lips applied the sweetest massage he could ever have dreamed of, urging him to relieve his aching pouch of come into her mouth. As she sucked and tongued the stiff column of flesh, she made small slurping noises. Anne was enjoying this every bit as much as Greg. Now he rocked back and forth to the steady rhythm of her mouth-fucking, burying his pounding cock in Anne's angelic face. Her wet, clinging lips seemed reluctant to let him go. He brushed a fallen strand of hair to one side so that he might watch her more closely.

Anne had slipped her middle finger deep into the crevice behind; she felt his muscles tighten as the orgasmic rush began, to course through his body. She gripped the smooth slick skin with both hands and locked her mouth around his straining prick. Greg gritted his teeth and moaned. His back arched. The sperm rushed hotly up his shaft with a burning sensation so close to pain. Anne tasted the thick fluid as the spunk jerked and spewed down her throat. Her mouth was flooded with Greg's creamy come; she couldn't help some of it dribbling from the corner of her lips.

Bill, looking over, watched Greg sag weakly into the armchair. The sight of the other guy's milky sperm trickling over his girlfriend's chin was more exciting than he could bear. The pleasure-pain sensation seethed through him as he released a scalding jet of seed between Sue's sensuous lips. She swallowed and swallowed, gurgling with pleasure, as Bill's spunk sloshed down her throat. His whole frame shook with shivering spasms of delight as he unloaded the pearly torrent into the warm cavern of bet mouth. Anne and Greg watched wide-eyed as Silke rode out the furious jerking of the stabbing horn, of his cock. She didn't spill a drop.

Later, Silke sat on a cushion between Greg's legs, idly playing with his shrunken prick. Anne lightly fingered Bill as she lay back in the crook of his arm.

"That was some reward!" said Greg.

"Yeah what did we do to earn it?" Bill asked Anne. "Tell us, and we do it again."

Silke laughed.

"Let's say it was for services rendered," said Anne.

"I think you made Greg come first," Silke remarked, casually changing the topic.

"What was that you said about buying tickets?" asked Greg.

"Haven't you guessed?" said Anne. "Silke and I want you to take us to the drive-in tonight."

"What's on?" asked Bill.

"Deeper Than Ever," Anne announced with a smile.

"… and Foursome Fun!" added Silke.

Without another word they all trooped out to the car.