Wilma Freidman - Sorority Affair

"Ooohhh," she whimpered. "Ooohhh… Mmmmmmm'… " Her nails dug into the thick, hairy hide of the man, her buttocks quivering and arching in time with his groin, her pleasure flaming like a furnace deep inside the pit of her stomach. "Ooohhh… that big huge… fucking prick! It's so big! Have you got all of your cock in my cunt? All of it… Oh, God… it's tearing my insides out! I won't have a pussy left! But I… I don't give a shit! Fuck me! Ooohhh, God… God shove it to me! All of that big prick… Fill me with that monster cock… delightful… Ooohhh, yes, yes… I love it! I love your big cock… It's delicious sweet, sweet prick. Oh, oh… I love every fucking inch of it so much! Fuck me… fuck my hot cunt good!" she screamed loudly in his ear.

Roscoe's hand gripped the cheeks of her twisting, tossing buttocks in his two hands, squeezing them painfully, but Linda did not care. All that mattered at this moment was the intense pleasure that thrilled her young body. Again they plunged beneath the surface of the cold water. Just as the water washed over Linda again, the ecstasy became unbearable. She felt her vagina pulsate and throb with the deliciousness of his huge organ, and she humped and twirled her crotch against his. A sudden, unexpected spasm of orgasm shook her, coming with a convulsive force she had never known before. Her naked body shuddered violently and automatically she opened her mouth to scream out her pleasure. Salty sea water rushed in, gagging her.

Roscoe did not let up, his massive phallus driving in and out of her still gyrating opening, probing ever deeper into the small body. Linda felt as if she were dying with the greatest pleasure ever and drowning all at once. Darkness swirled about her and she was too full of lassitude to fight and struggle against him. Roscoe, mindless of her danger, was plunging time and again into her slippery passageway, striving to bring forth his thick ejaculation. Indeed, he did not seem to care at all if she drowned and would be dead by the time he achieved his climax. Linda's chest was on fire now… all that mattered to her was air, but there was no strength left in her exhausted body to fight for it. She felt the world receding from her. The blackness about her turned to a red mist. Only vaguely was she aware of the convulsion of the huge man's body that signified his copious ejaculation into her body… she hardly felt the straining of his groin against her wide open crotch.

But then… in the nick of time, she was released, and bobbed to the surface. She flailed and gagged and retched, sucking in great gulps of air that tasted sweeter than anything she had ever known.

"Goddamn you, you fucking cock-sucker!" she snarled at his head that bobbed nearby. "You motherfucker! You almost drowned me!"

Roscoe grinned slowly and without a sign of remorse. "Shit, little girl… I never let go until I Come."

Wearily, Linda allowed the waves to drag her inward. She saw the shore approaching, and at last she was on her hands and knees on the sand, her body aching, her genitals feeling as if they would never be of use to anyone again.

"You need a stiff drink, kid," Roscoe said, his powerful body beside her, offering her the bottle of whiskey.

Linda took the bottle and tasted the raw liquid for the first time in her life. Roscoe held the bottle, and she tried to shove it from her mouth, but he held it too tightly. He pulled it ‘away only when the whiskey ran down her chin and covered her nubbin breast and she was gagging for air. In her exhausted state, the whiskey hit her and exploded warmly inside her stomach. All at once, everything was right again. She forgot what had happened to her in the sea, her narrow brush with death. She forgot everything except what her young body was crying out for; a man with the largest penis she had ever seen, and a place to let him stick it into her once more burning vagina…

She tightened her arm around his neck. "Come on, Roscoe," she said, her voice thick. "Come on… carry me up to the house and give me that beautiful, ever so hard prick of yours again… hurry!"

The rest of the night was a blur to Linda.

She had drank-at the encouragement of her mother and Roscoe-enough liquor to float a battleship. But even then, she drank more and more until everything was a hazy mist before her eyes. Nothing seemed real except the raw hunger in her greedy vagina and the repeated demands of gratification her body made. First, there was the lesbian show which Lois had promised the men… the exhibition of oral-genital sex between two girls. Linda, eager, participated willingly and enthusiastically. And all the while Marsha watched with approval, thinking of the fortune soon to be hers.

The two girls began by dancing together in the center of the cabin floor, each quite naked so the men could see their loveliness in motion. The two men sat and watched, trying to encourage Marsha to strip her clothing and join in the fun, but she refused, saying her daughters would be enough for the men. There was no music, but the girls moved in a slow, sensuous rhythm, body rubbing against body, to some inaudible melody. Linda grew amorous as they danced and she found herself kissing her older sister's ear, throat and shoulder. Still dancing, groins pressed together, she allowed her lips to travel lower, nuzzling and nibbling at Lois' small, perfectly formed and swelling breasts, her hands cupping the rounded buttocks and squeezing gently. They stopped dancing and stood immobile together. Linda's lips found the erect, rubbery nipple of her sister's breast and she sucked and tongued it furiously, her fingers digging into the deep, warm crevice between her buttocks. Slowly, Linda began dropping, her knees bending and she was kissing the soft flatness of her sister's stomach. Lois parted her legs, taking a wide-legged stance. She put her hands on the sides of Linda's head, guiding her lips downward. Under the pressure of those hands, Linda dropped to her knees, fully. She felt her sister's hand fasten themselves behind her head, pulling her face savagely into the outthrust, softly-haired pussy of her sister. Not a sound could be heard in the room… except for the soft, wet, slurping sounds made by Linda as she licked her tongue deeply into the pulsating lips of Lois' vagina, tonguing the scented slit, her lips sucking hard for the dripping secretions that seeped from the trembling body. A sudden shout of encouragement came from Roscoe. "That's the girl! Go to it… eat her fucking cunt, lick her hot pussy. Chew the goddamn thing right off her snatch!"

George groaned. "Goddamn it… I can't stand this!"

He reached out and seized Lois, pulling her free, and threw her roughly down on the bed. Blindly, whimpering with desire, Linda followed, on her knees and groping hungrily with her tongue slithering in and out of her moist lips. She found her sister's delicious, hairlined vagina again, which she was so busily feeding on, her lips sucking and tongue licking. George let out a groan of frustration and was about to pull the young girl from the object of his desire when he halted. His groan, once again, was different. He looked down and saw Lois' greedy lips close over the swollen head of his penis, sucking it deeply down into her constricted throat until the full length of his organ disappeared completely, wrapped in the warmth of her sucking mouth, her nose buried into the thick pubic hair and his testicles flopping against her chin.

And then Roscoe was lunging across the room. Coming up behind Linda's small, but ever so delicious buttocks that waved in the air, his huge penis held in his hand, he presented the big, almost apple-sized head against the brownish pucker of her tiny rectum. Re pressed the swollen tip against the ungiving circle of flesh, but his penis was simply too large, it would not enter this constricted rear opening. Linda stopped her oral ministrations on the wet and dripping vagina of her sister and turned around. Roscoe's huge throbbing penis waved powerfully before her face, the head purple in color, a bead of his semen clinging to the slit on the end. Reaching for it, she took hold of the throbbing phallus with both hands, flicking her tongue from her lips to lick up the seepage of his passion with a delicate sweep. Still holding the base, she swiped her tongue around the smooth, hot head, the flat surface of her oral appendage washing the flesh. The tip of her tongue lapped slowly around the small slit and after a bit she opened her mouth as far as she could and moved her face forward. The huge tip of his phallus slowly slid from sight into her sucking mouth, but try as she might, she could get no more than the head between her stretched lips. Having to satisfy her desires with just the swollen head of his penis, she laved her tongue around it, swirling and darting, coating it with her saliva. After she had sucked him for a while, she let the huge organ flop from her mouth and turned once more, presenting her beautifully rounded buttocks to him, the cheeks spreading wide to show off the pucker of her tiny rectum. Once more, she pressed her lips against the oozing lips of her sister's heated, quivering vagina, holding the cheeks of her own buttocks apart for the penetration of the huge phallus. This time, the big man pressured the head of his penis against the tiny ring and shoved hard. Linda screamed out her pain into the hairy beast, but she wiggled her bottom for Roscoe to continue. She felt as if her insides were on fire, knowing her bottom would be ripped to shreds, yet she waved her cheeks at him, pressing backward until she felt his hairy testicles slap heavily against her hairless vagina. She knew he was fully in her now, and despite the searing pain, began to move her buttocks back and forth, sliding up and down his rock-hard penis. Although the flash of pain that stabbed through her, she thought it was a good pain. She felt the man's hands grip her hips, his own plunging back and forth, driving his immense cudgel deeply into her heated bowels savagely, battering her delicate skin behind, bruising her bottom as though using a whip, shoving the full length of his throbbing phallus into' her before withdrawing. With the pleasure-pain racking her naked body, she, licked and sucked with a frenzy at the inflamed clitoris of her sister, taking the sensitive nub into her lips and chewing at it, her tongue fluttering around wildly. She felt Lois hump her crotch up against her licking mouth, and Linda could peer past the curling hair to watch George's penis move in and out of Lois' sucking lips. Slipping one hand beneath her sister's twisting buttocks; she searched for the tight ring of her anus, then slipped a finger deeply into it, worming it in and out swiftly while she continued her oral caressing of the seeping slit. With her other' hand she reached between her thighs and grasped the huge, heavy testicles of Roscoe, palming them and squeezing tightly as he drove his weapon in and out of her now receptive rectum.