Rod Strong - Dealing in adultery

"I want to take a bath," Ruth told me. "I feel like having something wet inside me."

"Hell!" I exclaimed. "You sure don't need a bath for that."

I kneeled in front of her and kissed her moisture-laden pussy, then let my tongue wander up her belly. As I reached up and began sucking on her sweet tits, she used her toes to tickle my balls.

I grabbed her round ass cheeks in both hands and pulled her blond muff against my face, stabbing my tongue deep into her dew-filled honeypot. I lapped at the two creamy pink outer labia, and felt a bit of a surprise as Lambie kneeled behind me and pressed her face to my butt. I could feel her snaking tongue leap into my ass crack, sending a hundred thousand volts of electricity into me as it moved up and down in a gentle rhythm, making my own tongue, buried deep in Ruth's honeysuckle cunt, keep the beat she was setting.

Lambie pulled the pillows and spread off my bed (I'm neat.. I make my bed every morning) and the three of us got up and went to the bed. I noticed the girls had lesbianic tendencies as well as the urge for cock, because once they got on the bed, Lambie wasted no time in keeping Ruth hot by kissing her neck and running her fingers up and down Ruth's well-constructed thighs. And Ruth was fondling the silky flesh of Lambie's ass. When I came over, Ruth remained on her back while Lambie moved up, fondling Ruth's firm tits and letting me delve between the light blonde's wide open thighs. Lambie swallowed Ruth's berry-like nipples again and again while my tongue described oval paths in the center of Ruth's flushed cunt. As I lapped, I could feel Lambie's fingers massaging Ruth's swelling clit until it was large enough for me to take between my lips and lash with my frenzied tongue. This made Ruth writhe in ecstatic passion as one of Lambie's fingers sank into her golden muff, just below where my tongue was still furiously thrashing her clitoris. Lambie pushed the forefinger of her other hand into the tight, squeezing hole of Ruth's delectable ass. Both girls smelled of perfume and soap, so I had no qualms about mouthing them.

"This isn't right," Ruth muttered, sitting up. "We came here to work on Mr. Fokker. I can always come later. Right now you get on your back," she told me, pushing my face away from her glorious fuckhole.

I lay back, feeling Lambie run her hands lightly over my body, sending all kinds of wild currents through me. She ran her hands over my chest again and again, sending icy chills up and down my spine.

"Doesn't it look beautiful?" Ruth asked of Lambie, holding my upstanding cock, letting her thumb smear the drops of lubricious ointment my horny rod was oozing, into the soft skin surrounding the hardened poker.

"Kiss it," Lambie said, and Ruth leaned forward, saying, "I'm going to lick it clean. I'm going to keep on licking it until no more fluid seeps from that sweet little hole."

And suddenly Ruth was licking away furiously, her tongue making swift lines up and down my prong as her hands cupped my tender, aching balls, caressing my nuts as if they were the most delicate and precious things in all the world. Her heart, soul, and mouth were in it as her fingers scraped lightly across the wrinkles of my nut sack, as if counting them.

"Ruth just loves cocksucking," Lambie explained, kissing my mouth and plunging her fiery tongue into my mouth to scorch my palate and gums. I could feel her pillow-like mountains now under my head and would have tried grabbing one of her long, brown nipples had Ruth not suddenly swallowed my erect rod, right down to the hairy root. Her pulsating lips twitched as they sucked their way down, her teeth chewing with just enough force to drive me bananas. Though her mouth was shaped to the roundness of my heated cock, her eyes smiled and danced merrily, knowing she was thrilling me. Her throat was emitting purring sounds, sending all kinds of static tingles through my wavering wand.

Ruth lifted her head for a moment, taking her tantalizing lips from my cock, and murmured, "Lambie, he has such a delicious cock. Wait till you taste it. My God! It's really great."

"Knock off the talking and get back to sucking," I told her, grabbing her by the hair and ramming her head back down onto my throbbing dong.

She took the full length of my blistering cock right down into her soft throat, opening her pharynx. I could feel the soft pulpy flesh crush around my hardened glans.

"He's fucking your mouth," Lambie muttered to Ruth.

"Mmmmmm," was all Ruth could reply as her slick tongue twisted around my fleshpole.

I looked at Ruth and saw her eyes pleading with me to fuck harder as the heat built up in her suckling mouth. She was begging me to fire my come down her throat. I wondered if I'd have anything left for either of their cunts afterward, but Lambie's electrifying fingers convinced me I would. Still it would take awhile.

Ruth pulled me over on my side, making me extend one leg so she could lay her head on my thigh as I continued ramming my fervid prick into her torrid mouth. She sucked and slurped loudly, enjoying every moment of the reaming her lips, tongue and palate were receiving.

Lambie, meanwhile, now getting all hot and bothered herself, began kissing my face, working from my forehead down, stretching her own body away from me, but letting it inch its way down as her mouth kept working on my lips, and then my chest. She had an icepick for a tongue, and kept stabbing away at me with it, making me buck all the more, thrusting my churning hips forward until I crammed every inch of heated cock into Ruth's working mouth.

Lambie's mammoth mammaries were now at face level, and I began sucking on her gigantic tits, chewing on the prune-like nipples, biting them hard, and arousing her all the more. I reached up with my hands and felt her ass wriggling. So I slipped my fingers between her delightfully soft cheeks, probing her crack for her asshole. When I found it, I toyed with the opening for a few moments, and then rammed a forefinger past the tight sphincter. She jerked, shoving those delicious tit-bits against my face, and with my lips I managed to snag first one nipple, and then the other, gripping the both of them together on opposite sides of my mouth. Her bulbous paps surrounded me, pressing against my face, but was it ever fantastic.

Meanwhile Ruth had found my asshole with her finger, and she began plunging it in. My pounding prick slipped out of her mouth long enough for her to giggle and say, "I'm fucking your ass with my finger, Fokker." And then her gobbling lips surrounded my knob and pushed straight down, sucking in the whole piece of long meat as her finger rubbed back and forth in my rectum, urging me to try and ram my fucking flail into her belly right through her throat.

Now burning hot, Lambie pulled away from me, reversed her position, and slipped a thigh under my head, much the way Ruth's head was resting on my thigh. Then she pushed her torrid twat against my mouth. I felt the hair surround my face as my tongue pushed past the twin doors of her steaming pussy, probing into the exact center of her sexhole. I sucked on her extended man in the boat, waiting until the flesh nub was big enough to chew on, and then bit down. She was so hot, she actually came then and there, her twat juice splashing into my face. I drank it all in, savoring the delectable flavor, squeezing her ass the whole time.

Ruth had moved her head a little, withdrawing her finger and replacing it with her tongue in my itching asshole. A hundred thousand tiny pleasure knives seemed to stab me each time her expert tongue flicked into my rectum. Christ! What a tongue she had.

Lambie tried pulling away as I continued my avid sucking of her oversensitive clit. It tasted so damn good, I couldn't get enough of it, and even though she pulled my hair until I thought she'd yank it out, I kept on munching. And she kept on bucking, flinging her far-out muff against my face, rubbing her split all over my chin.