John Friday: Swapping families

And that wasn't all. Ben's tangle of sandy hair always looked like a haystack after a windstorm, and he had to wear thick glasses that made his misty brown eyes look four times their normal size.

But Ben's gentle, fun-loving nature appealed to Mary. She greeted him warmly and motioned for him to join her on the curved sectional couch. He sat down smiling, but breathing in anxious gasps.

"Well, here we are…" Ben said.

"I wonder what our parents are doing right now?" Salena asked coyly.

Mike laughed. "If I know my dad, he's fucking your mother for the second or third time."

"Why my mother?" Salena teased.

"Because she looks so much like you… long, fiery hair and sexy as hell."

"He might rather suck an Dina Franklin's big tits," Salena said, fishing for more praise. "Ben's mother has the biggest tits I ever saw!"

"But my dad is more of an ass man like me. He likes a nice firm, shapely ass."

"You think your father would like my ass?" Salena asked as she did a slow turn, smiling as she felt the heat of Mike's leering gaze.

"He'd have your shorts off before you could say fuck."

"And my tits aren't exactly small," Salena said boldly.

She turned again, cupping her hands beneath her tits to bulge her thick dark nipples against the filmy covering of her thin blouse.

"Not small at all!" Mike agreed. His thick tongue flicked anxiously as his lips curved into a lusty grin.

Mary shuddered and looked away. She thought it was shameless the way Salena flaunted herself.

"I could never do anything like that," she said, giving voice to her private thoughts.

"I wouldn't want you to," Ben said softly. Her head spun toward him in a swirl of flaxen hair. She hadn't realized she'd spoken aloud. She grinned shyly.

"I'm glad."

"Let's put on some music and dance," Salena suggested. "That's what our parents are supposed to be doing."

She chuckled and snapped a tape cartridge into the stereo set against the far wall. A throbbing disco beat filled the room, and Salena's lush body began to sway.

"Come on, Mike… dance with me." Salena held out her arms and racked her hips suggestively.

"Anything for an excuse to get my body close to yours!"

"What makes you think you need an excuse?" Salena pressed the sleek dome of her pussy mound against the straining hardness of Mike's thick cock.

"Aaahhhh," he gasped.

His meaty prick shaft swelled hard and straightened itself, standing so stiff and tall that his cock head bulged out of his pants under his shirt.

"I saw your father's cock in those pictures, but yours looks even bigger." Salena swept her hands down to finger his balls and the base of his huge cock. "Hummmm, and your cock's so hot I can feel it right through your clothes."

Salena pressed her body close again, pulsing and swaying with lewd but rhythmic grace. She rocked her shoulders and raked her thick hard nipples across Mike's chest.

"You're pretty hot yourself," he said.

"Yeah, I think I'd better get rid of some clothes. They'll just be in the way later."

"Not too much later, I hope!"

Mike's cock was already so aching hard, he couldn't stand it. And seeing Salena peel off her thin blouse made his mighy prick burn with desire.

She smiled, dropping her blouse to the floor. She never wore a bra. Her jutting tits needed no artificial support. They curved so sharply that her dark nipples thrust up at an inviting angle.

"Gruuungh," Mike groaned, barely in control. She stroked his chest with long, wavering fingers, gliding down to the bulged mass of prickmeat throbbing at his groin.

"We'd better let that big fucker out before it rips your rants," she said, tugging playfully at Mike's belt, timing her moves to the drumming disco beat.

"Yeah!" Mike gasped joyously when she opened his fly.

His cock leaped and twitched, still bound in by the elastic band ringing his shorts.

"It's the biggest, hottest cock I ever saw!"

"You make it that way," he told her. "It's never been so fucking big before."

"I want to make your cock bigger still!" Salena sank to her knees and dragged Mike's pants and shorts down, then reached back to grip the naked shaft of his enormous cock.

"God, your prick's as big around as my arm," she moaned.

Mary watched with a dazed look in her eyes. The lewd display seemed no more real to her than the visions she'd imagined flashing on the wall. She never thought that even Salena could be so brazen.

Salena bowed her head forward and kissed the blue-red crown of Mike's cock, running her wet tongue slowly around the thick ridge of hot cock flesh.

"This will make your cock bigger and harder still," she said with rasping breath.

"Shit… if it doesn't make me shoot!"

Mike clenched his teeth and strained the ribbons of muscle lacing his groin to hold back a steaming charge of jism boiling in his egg-sized nuts.

Salena ovaled her lips and slid them over his bulging cockhead, pulling and sucking as she inched down his vein-ridged prick shaft.

"Hhhhaaaagh," he gasped sharply. The pressure steamed and throbbed in his aching balls.

Salena stroked his swollen nuts while her taut lips slid hungrily, down his long cock shaft.

"Ooooh, shit! That's it!" Mike thrust forward with a wild lunge and sank his massive hard-on into her mouth. "I can't hold back any more!"

Thick dark curls of sweaty cockhair tickled Salena's lips. She gasped in startled delight when he stuffed her sinewy throat full. Then she felt his huge prick twitch, shivering violently in the tight, velvety-smooth channel of her throat.

"Hhhaaarrrgh!" Mike roared, reaming and twisting his gushing prick deeper into her throat.

Ripples of pleasure seethed and swarmed over every raw nerve along his big prick. His bulbous cock head swelled far back in her throat, then spit hot fuck-cream that splattered the damp walls of her throat.

"Muuhhhh," Salena moaned.

For an instant, she thought she might gag. Even dry, Mike's big cock was almost more than her throat could hold. Now it strained and heaved with each wet shot of jizz.

He coiled his fingers in her long hair and tugged, grinding her lips into his bushy mat of cockhair. His hips jerked back, dragging his long gleaming cock shaft halfway out of her mouth. Then he rammed his cock back in with a savage grunt of satisfaction.

"Cuuuunnning! I love the way you suck cock!" Salena could only gulp and moan. His giant prick kept spurting slick jism faster than she could swallow. The salty-sweet fuck-juice welled up in her throat and bubbled from her clinging lips.

With Mike's strong hands tangled in her hair, she could not move her head. He held her, whipping tier head back and forth as he pumped his hot, wet cock rapidly in and out.

"Ooooh, baby… you're going to make me cum a whole quart!"

Sal ma gurgled, and more silvery slime ran lint the corners of her clenched lips.

"Gluuungh," she gasped, dizzy from the frenzy of Mike's brutal fuck-motions.

Mary's hazy blue eyes shied from the furious pounding that Salena seemed to be loving and hating at the same time. Ben kept his gaze fixed on the lewd pair, and he felt his own cock swell steely hard just from the thrill of watching.

Salena's lush tits bounced and trembled each time Mike rammed in his stiff cock, thumping his hairy loins hard against her lips. Her hands fluttered, reaching blindly for his balls.

Though her eyes were opened wide, Salena could see only blurred motion and could feel nothing but the steaming spurts of thick fuck-cream that seemed so searing-hot when she gulped it down.

Mary glanced down and chanced to see Ben fingering the stiff swelling of his cock. His prick throbbed inside his pants just as Mike's had done earlier. She gulped nervously, fearful that Ben might want her – or force her – to suck his cock.