Sam Davis: Hung up on incest

The big head, hard, though covered with hot, soft flesh, found the entrance to her pussy and he dragged Alice farther down.

She screamed, then, struggled, and went into a voluptuous fit as his long, hard cock pressed its way into her pussy, like a short, hot sword into a tight sheath. The blood rushed to Alice's head, almost causing her to faint at the pleasure of the very live, thick male cock totally buried in her moist flesh.

"No!" she moaned, but now clutching hungrily with her legs about that mannish form, aware this was better than anything she'd ever experienced before – less perverse than lesbian sex, more normal than finger screwing.

Oh, Frank, Frank, her mind cried, as the man's hips moved back, drawing the big thing part wry out, then surging forward to penetrate deeper.

Alice's back was pressed against the bathroom wall, supported there. Strong hands clutched under her ass, squeezing with every perversely delicious penetration.

She squirmed, experiencing sensations so erotic that it was impossible to resist the pleasure.

Alice was now totally lost in the sensation of the man's cock jerking rapidly in and out of her gripping cunt. She didn't think about Frank or Connie or Dee. She only knew that her body was resounding with such force that it actually loved the pleasure that hard cock produced.

Experienced only through reading, Alice found herself experimenting, trying to twist on the wonderful hot rod now ramming in and out, pulsing, alive, real, human, all male animal flesh. But it was impossible to do more than jerk her hips from side to side. Finally she stopped and merely let the man have his lustfully beautiful way in her tortured cunt, now burning from the stimulating piston moving in and out. She was sobbing, licking her lips and panting in passion.

"You beast!" she cursed and he rammed savagely so deep, it felt as if he had thrust through her to the wall. "Bastard!"

The next penetration, even more brutal, rammed into her. Alice shuddered, her body going rigid, her legs clutching in spasms about that form and ecstasy shuddering through every nerve and fiber.

The man's cock twitched violently, bigger than before. Then his cum shot up her cunt. The shaft penetrated totally as she felt a second spasm, then a third.

Alice almost blacked-out. Then she was alone, on the floor, back against the wall, her legs spread wide.

Shattered by what had happened, Alice looked around the bathroom and spotted a robe hung on the door.

Like a zombie, she took the robe, gathered it around her body and then stepped out of the bathroom. Blind to everything, Alice stepped through the living room, in which men and women were involved in exotic sexual positions. She wanted to die. She opened the front door and stepped outside into the night.

Inside, two girls were sexing Bill at once.

Sandy, a pixie redhead with a tight cunt and small breasts, had his cock buried in her sucking mouth.

Gloria, an almost heavy-set, dark-haired woman in her twenties, with huge, over-size boobs, was thrusting her cunt up against his mouth, grinding at him.

Gloria's legs suddenly trembled voluptuously. Spread wide, her thigh, big thighs were still hot on his cheeks. Sandy slid her lips up and down on the hard cock pulsing with pleasure.

For a couple of hours the party had been slowly developing into the present orgasmically exciting situation. Conversation had been light until somebody got naked. Then sex dominated the very air they all breathed. Some of the couples had done single acts, a couple of sex-shows that were acted out for others to watch. It had been something to see big Sam smacking his cock into Gloria's roomy pussy; even better when Sandy got a screw-job from the big guy, gasping almost in anguish as his cock moved her to fits of pleasure. She had a tight pussy and Sam had to french it a lot in order to fuck that small hole.

She actually screamed at first penetration, wrapping her legs about the black body assaulting her flesh.

The sight of such erotic sex-acts had moved Bill to a point where his own groin began tingling with raw, lustful need.

"What a dick!" Sandy exclaimed after releasing him long enough to catch her breath. Then her warm lips folded about the puffy cock, closing and opening on it, pinching the soft flesh about the tip where his jizz would finally spill out. Her tongue pressed the crown as her moist lips sucked in a full inch of his meat, making a slurping sound. She gripped Bill's thighs, her fingernails cutting into the muscular flesh as Sandy's lips sucked another inch of cock, pressing the head up against the roof of her mouth. Her tongue wiggled on his foreskin and she nibbled on the hard shaft.

Bill's tongue moved erotically along Gloria's wet cuntlips. Her hips writhed as she cried, "Oh, God!"

A voice, which sounded like Joe's, asked from nearby, "Want something big?"

"Yes, yes!" Gloria sobbed.

Bill glanced up to see a large, bulky male form move towards Gloria's head. The man squatted above the woman's face. Gloria reached up with greedy hands for the limp cock. She mouthed the end and Bill felt a stab of erotic pleasure at the sight of the cock being pulled between hungry, large lips.

He watched for a moment, doing nothing, aware of Sandy's tongue wriggling on his own prick, her lips gliding up and down the swollen, slippery shaft. His cock grew large and thick as Gloria sucked on its end, then he squatted down further, letting his bulky prick penetrate deeper into the woman's now widely parted lips which quickly clamped about it when she'd engulfed as much as possible.

Bill almost came at the sight. Then, closing his eyes, he started licking Gloria's swollen cunt in rapid movements. His hands slid up her stomach and into the big boobs. The nipples were hard points that pumped under his palms. When Bill's tongue entered her cunt, her hips arched up, smothering pussy hairs into his face. He flicked against the woman's clit, moving his tongue quickly back and forth against it.

She moaned. Bill saw Joe's cock jerk upwards, free of the woman's lips. She shuddered in wild climax.

At the same time; Sandy dragged Bill's cock to the back of her throat and began rhythmically sucking until his cock rippled in a muscular spasm. He was near coming.

Gloria fell back, exhausted from her climax. Joe cursed, "Now what?" At that point Bill's cock jerked in Sandy's mouth. The woman's constricting throat moved in rhythm to the spurts of fountaining cum shooting into it.

As Bill slowly, painfully withdrew, she moaned, anguished, "Wanna cock!"

Joe laughed, delighted, charging like a bull to where she lay behind Bill, his cock large and rock-hard.

"You got one!" the man announced, and the long, sighing moan of pleasure indicated that Sandy's pussy had just accepted a long, hard erect prick.

Disgusted, his cock still tingling from the blowjob, Bill looked around, then at Gloria, realizing the woman was bombed. Standing, Bill anxiously searched the room for something that might be good to sex around with.

Then he spotted Paula, finally alone. All evening he'd been trying to get some of her black pussy. Most of all, he couldn't wait to be sucked off by her thick, black lips. The woman was fantastically beautiful for a Negro. Because of that, she'd been able to pick from eager young studs anxious to try her out.

She was sitting on a softly padded, low chair. Her black flesh, wide shoulders, cone-shaped, perfectly formed tits, Afro hair, wide angular hips and firm, full thighs made it easy to understand why she was popular as a tile model and go-go, topless dancer.

He stepped over to Paula, and asked, "What happened? Why are you alone?"

Paula was about [missing text], but her face looked wise and matured.

"I just got all juiced-up with Vein's cock. I think he's been sucked dry."