Mel Marshall: Two-way sisters

She clenched her buttocks together as his thumb played over the hard node. The man below her groaned at the added constriction of her cunt.

"What-what are you doing?" she sputtered.

"I went in by the front door first," he said, "now I'm going to try the back door."

The idea made her panic. But there was little she could do about it. Strangely, the flat of his thumb felt good as he teased over the hard knot of muscle. Then he was pressing directly on the spot, wiggling his thumb to open up the closed hole, sending delicious, feverish chills through her body.

"Try to relax. It will be easier that way."

She swallowed hard and tried to do as he said. But her body was like one raw, exposed nerve ending that quivered for sex. It was hard to relax. But with almost contradictory effort, she willed her ass muscles to loosen. Immediately as she did so, she felt his thumb wriggle into the lax channel. It took all her effort to remain still and not clench her muscles. Paul was moving below her, trying to thrust his cock into her cunt. She began to tremble uncontrollably, and still the finger wriggled further into her slippery rectum. Then her control unwound, and every muscle in her body clenched!

When he felt the contraction, his thumb was in her ass almost as far as it would go. He pulled it from her quickly at that moment, and she cried out loudly.

"Ooohhhh! Yes, yes, do it again! It's wonderful!"

He opened her buttocks, then put his cock against her anus. He waited until he felt her relax, then sent his cock into her asshole.

The head penetrated the lubricated channel easily, then she clamped down on him as if she had changed her mind, and cried out again, louder this time. He moved back and forth slowly, seeking to soothe the roughness of the first moment with the pleasure of deeper, smoother penetration.

At first it felt like he was ripping her apart! A burning, violent pain racked her bowels and almost brought team to her eyes. But as he moved gently in her, the horribly intense moment passed and she felt soothing warmth spread from her tight anal opening to her cunt. The feeling of two cocks sliding over the thin wall that separated her vagina from her rectum was indescribably exciting! She moved again, urging the man behind her to deepen and quicken his strokes. He did, and she knew she was going to come!

"Oh God, ooohhh, shit. I'm coming!"

She jerked crazily, shaking and quivering in her ecstasy. Dave's excitement made him jerk too, and his wildly ejaculating cock came out of her warm ass. Spurt after gushing spurt flew out of his prick, covering her flanks with dripping rivulets of jism. At the same time inside her, Paul's massive weapon shot off explosively, sending a massive amount of spermy discharge into her. In spite of her weight, his powerful muscles heaved her into the air a few inches.

"Oh yes, come, sweet come!" Dianne yelled. Paul's jutting chin thrust into her pussy as his finger drilled her asshole insanely. She fell forward into a shuddering ball of sexual energy, her universe exploding and shattering into a billion multi-colored pieces.

Dave slumped onto the bed. They all lay there panting, resting after their draining exertions. Gradually, they drifted back to their surroundings.

"Jesus!" Dianne sighed. "I don't know which was better – Paul's pussy sucking, or listening to the rest of you!"

"I know what was best," Paul said. "Fucking Bobbi's tight cunt!"

"Don't forget her ass," Dave breathed. "It's even tighter!"

"How about you, Bobbi?" Dianne asked. "What do you think? Hey, where are you going? Tired of us old folks?"

Bobbi stopped at the door and smiled. "Nowhere. I loved it. I've never felt like that before. But I have some thinking to do."

She turned and left the bedroom. Yes, she did have some thinking to do.

She had some making um to do, too.

She hesitated in front of the telephone, then picked up the receiver and dialed.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Ron, this is Bobbi. Are you busy tonight?"

"Well, uh – no," he stammered, "not really. I'm just sitting there watching the tube. You know."

"Good. Listen, could you please come over to my sister's place? I heed to talk to you, bad. Will you come?"

He couldn't believe his ears! He wouldn't have to wait another day; he would get what he wanted tonight! It wouldn't be a difficult thing to maneuver her out of the house.

"Sure, sure, no problem. I'm, uh, I'm glad you called. Just give me a few minutes to dress, and…"

"No need for that," she giggled.

"What?"

"Nothing. Just get over as soon as you can, OK? See you in a while."

She hung up and smiled to herself. Boy, was he in for a surprise. But he deserved it, after all the shit she had put him through. Well, tonight would be his night. And hers, too. She would take a quick shower to freshen up, tell the others what was going on, and meet him at the door. It was a wicked, wonderful idea that excited her.

When she got out of the shower, the three of them were on the floor. Dianne was reared up on her knees, Dave's head between her legs, and he was furiously lapping at her cunt. His tongue flicked up to hit her clitoral spike. Mr. Giddings was holding her head in his big hands, his cock in her mouth as he stood.

"I'm going to fuck your mouth, woman!" he roared, and thrust his pelvis forward, driving his meaty staff past her tender lips. "Now hold still and take it all!"

Bobbi shivered. What an orgy! She could hardly believe she was a part of it, and it was so exciting! The doorbell sounded. The sex-crazed threesome before her was oblivious to it. She hadn't been able to tell them that Ron was coming. She cast her eyes around the room, looking for something to put on.

Why bother? It would be so much more fun to meet him at the door with nothing on! Already her palpitating cunny was aching with desire. She wanted to be fucked, and she couldn't wait!

Just as Ron was going to push the button again, the door opened and he saw Bobbi's face appear around the edge.

"Ron! Come in." The door hid her body from him, and he walked into the little hall. When he turned, he saw that she didn't have on a stitch of clothing! He scanned her swelling curves, taking in her beautiful, mountainous boobs, unable to tear his eyes away from the triangular patch of hair between her legs. He saw her clit standing out between her puffy cuntlips, and his dick jumped throbbingly to alertness.

"Like it?" she said.

"Bobbi! Your sister… she'll…"

She strode to him boldly and hugged him, gluing her mouth to his and driving her tongue deep into his mouth. Passionately, she drilled the hard, erect points of her nipples into his chest. Her bare loins ground at his bulging cock. Then she opened his shirt and ran her hand over his chest, pausing to pinch his nipples the way Dave had showed her.

It had the desired effect, and he groaned. He had been ready to take this girl somewhere and rape her if necessary, and here she was, naked, practically attacking him! Was this really happening, or was he dreaming?

Her lips slithered wetly off his as he moved his head. "Bobbi… I want you, but what about your sister? What will she think?"

"Don't worry about her. She's in the bedroom, and the door is closed. We're having a party!"

"A… party? What kind of party?"

"This kind of party!" Her hands swept downward, indicating her naked body. "Now come on. We've got a lot of lost time, to make up, and I want you to fuck me."

"But, but, where?" He was flabbergasted.

"In my cunt, silly." It gave her a thrill to say the forbidden word to him. "How about the sofa?"

He felt dazed as she led him over to the soft cushions. She sat him down, then finished removing his shirt. He could not say a word, only watch the hypnotic sway of her tits as she undressed him. He saw her lick her lips and look at his dong, and then it disappeared into her mouth!