Mel Marshall: Two-way sisters

"Now! Give it to me!"

He was possessed by a primitive, animal lust. He swept into her, then out, then in again. With each stroke, she seemed to accept a little more of his pistoning cock. She was opening up gradually and joyfully as he plumbed her depths.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her stomach. It was her sister! From her stomach the hand went to the tense clit at the top of her slit to tease the protruding button. She opened her mouth to protest, but only an amazed gasp escaped her lips. She felt like a sacrificial victim on an altar of pleasure, surrendering herself to the powerful elements which whirled around her.

Finally, his pubic hair was rubbing into hers. In the process, he was bumping into the finger which was stroking her sensitive clitty, driving it down on the pink spike. Her body bucked and jerked to meet his plunging strokes, and the double stimulation was more than she could take. She felt the hurricane of her orgasm rushing up on her, and she screamed in passionate abandon as it swept her away.

Dave felt the almost painful intensity of the pleasure building up within him. Her orgasmic spasms breached the final wall of his defenses, and he gratefully exploded at last into her clutching, enclosing cunt with incredible force. Currents of liquid fire coursed through his cock and out the tiny hole at the tip. He embraced her as he shook out the last pulses of his come. As hr did, he felt his wife's hand slip out from between them as their bodies hugged each other.

He lingered in he, but his prick began to shrink. She groaned at the friction the involuntarily recoiling cock caused. Her pussy was contacting to fit the smaller shape, but in so doing, she was pushing his cock out of her cunt. She felt uncomfortably empty as he popped out moistly from her.

"Is that all?" she asked him.

"Is that all?" he laughed. "Wasn't that enough?"

"Oh, I loved it! But I mean I want you to put it in me again. What can I do to make it hard again?"

"You'll have to wait a minute for that. Dianne, you've created a monster!"

"She doesn't seem horrible to me, honey! Let Paul screw her now, if she wants more! I love to watch!" She jerked forward, dislodging his huge cock from her cunt.

"Yes!" Bobbi panted. His massive size no longer scared her. It excited her!

"Hey!" he moaned. He had been almost ready to come and was barely aware of what was happening. He wished he had been in the other man's place, fucking the hell out of that pretty chick! But he loved Dianne's cunt, too. The combination of watching the brunette and putting it to her sister had almost sent him over the top.

Dianne looked at him coquettishly. "Bobbi wants you to screw her now. What do you say?"

"Hell, yes!" he said, getting off the bed. Now was his chance!

"Wait a minute," Dianne panted. "I have an idea. Paul, you lay down where Bobbi was. That way she can be on top and do just what she wants. And while you two are fucking, you can lick my pussy!"

He lay down and the younger girl mounted him. His prick was still wet with Dianne's vaginal moisture, and Bobbi traced a slick line around the flared edge of his head. She moved forward slightly and pushed its length into her pussy crevice. She pressed the underside hard with the palm of her hand, forcing the glans against her pointy clit. The shimmering jolts of pleasure were starting again! Now she realized what she had been missing all along.

She slid back along his thighs until his cock pointed at her clit. Then she moved upward until his cock could just nudge the opening that hungered to be filled again. Remember how the other man had entered her, she pawed, then sat down rapidly on him, his upright tool bludgeoning up her cunt.

Another cry came from her. Again there was initial pain – after all, his cock was larger. It was like losing her cherry all over again. His cock was also somewhat longer; she could see that before, but now she felt it. She sank down even further, continually thinking that she could go no more, but reluctant to halt. As the rigid pole went deeper into her, the pain vanished. She sat full on him, and felt his velvety tip bump her cervix. It could have hurt, but she kept control of the pressure.

He wanted desperately to lunge upward into her warm cunt, but her weight on his legs prevented him from moving his body. Instead, he bent from the waist, and his hands passed the bouncing masses of her tithes that he had wanted to hold for so long. They were beautifully formed, and firm. The edges of his hand strokes the sensitive sides of her jugs while he rolled the stiff nipples between two fingers.

Dianne had watched excitedly as the couple began their sex play. She had groaned along with her sister as the big cock furrowed her pussy lips. Her sister's clit was now standing out as she undulated on the joystick. So was hers – it jutted out demandingly, asking its due. Dianne positioned herself over Paul's face and then lowered her midsection to the waiting lips.

She jerked back up quickly. His probing tongue had gone right to her clit!

"Lick me easy, baby. Lick me slow."

She lowered herself back down, tense in expectation of another sharp contact. But this time he lapped at her slit, then darted his tongue deep into her crease. She twisted her torso at the sweet oral agony he was causing and she felt her breasts swing lusciously. When he made his tongue stiff, she impaled herself on it, and it spread her twat open. It felt as hard as his prick!

Paul removed his hands from Bobbi's breasts and grasped the twin globes of her sister's buttocks. Bobbi was now moving up and down slowly on his shaft, her pelvis twisting from side to side when she reached the top of an upstroke. Her fiercely hot cuntal walls clung to him like a tight rubber glove. He dipped his middle finger into her freely running cunt juices, then pulled aside one ass cheek. He drew a line from the end of her cunt, over her tightly closed anus, and up to her tailbone. Then, slowly, he went back down, stopping at the pulsing anal ring to tease in circles over the wrinkled flesh. He stopped his mouth action for a second to let her relax, then drilled his finger into her asshole. She moaned loudly, and he began suckling with renewed vigor. His finger moved in her backside, testing the give and pull of her sphincter as it tensed and unclenched in an obscene rhythm.

The cry of surprise and pleasure caught Bobbi off-guard. The man was putting his finger in her sister's asshole!

"Dianne, are you all right?"

"Oh… uh… uh, uhnngh… oh, yes, honey, I'm fine! You should try it!" Her voice died into incoherent moans.

Bobbi did not know what to think. Having a man's prick in her cunt was one thing, but having something in her asshole would be different! But she could no longer withhold herself from the insane prodding in her quaking honeypot. She pitched forward, supporting just enough of her weight with her hands on her sister's hunching buttocks to keep her balance. Her hips began to move up and down, Paul's pecker sliding lewdly in and out of her pussy.

Dave had fully recovered from his previous fucking, and his prick was as hard and as ready as ever. A drop of moisture hung on the tip. He watched Bobbi's beautiful ass move up and down slowly. He had already gotten her virginity once today, why not again?

He got a couple pillows and placed them on the floor at the foot of the bed. By standing on them he was just the right height. He applied more of the slippery cream to his cock. Nobody in the writhing mass of people took any notice of what he was doing – they were too lost in their own sensual world.

He stepped up on the pillows and surveyed the enticing expanse of the girl's tempting ass. The height was perfect. Her asshole was a hairless pinkish-brown pucker that was fully exposed to him by her bent-over posture.