James Barton - The family gets it on

"Oh, God!" Vicki cried. "Suck it Lin… suck my pussy… give me your tongue… eat me!"

"Ummm…" Linda moaned. "Fuck… fuck… fuck me!" she cried out from between the woman's legs. "Fuck me, you bastard!"

Tom watched with fascination as Chuck positioned himself behind the black woman who was sucking his cock. Chuck lunged forward, and Lisa gave a start as his straining prick entered her without warning, but she kept Tom's cock deep in her throat and simply adjusted her position as Chuck fucked her from the rear.

Tom saw Greg stroking his wife and he blinked as he realized that Linda had her head between Vicki's splayed legs… and he had a sudden flash of clarity: orgy! We're having an orgy!

The realization stunned him as he realized too, that he could do anything he wanted to anyone in the room and the chance of rejection would be small. As he thought about it, one of his secret desires fought its way through the drug and alcohol haze in his mind and he pulled Lisa's head from his aching cock and struggled to his feet. He left Chuck fucking the black beauty and stumbled across the room where Vicki was bent almost double as Linda sucked her cunt.

The woman's head twisted from side to side as she achieved yet another orgasm, then she opened her eyes to find Tom standing over her, his pulsing prick in his hand. She reached out and took hold of his balls as he stroked his cock, then moved closer to her face. Vicki misunderstood as he said huskily, "I've always wanted to do this to you, Vicki…" and he began masturbating, the head of his prick only inches from her face.

Vicki opened her mouth, thinking that Tom wanted her to suck him off – which she was only too willing to do – but he pulled back a bit as her tongue snaked out and touched the dripping head of his cock. Then she realized what he wanted to do and she cried out, "No… nooo! Don't do that, Tom!"

Linda looked up and saw her husband jacking off in the woman's face, and she reached up to hold Vicki's arms as she realized what he was going to do.

"Let me go!" Vicki cried as Tom reached down and held her head with one hand as he beat his cock furiously with the other. "Don't…" she whined.

Linda cried out as she felt her own orgasm building and she plunged her face again into Vicki's pussy as the waves of pleasure rolled over her body from the stroking black prick in her cunt.

Tom leaned forward and felt his knees shake as the first spurt of jism hit Vicki squarely in the mouth. Then, as his ejaculation continued, the cum gushed forth in great white blobs to hit her all over the face. She whimpered as the jism splashed her eyes, her nose and ran from the corners of her mouth, and as the contractions ceased for Tom, he saw Greg rise from behind his wife, his great prick held in his hand, and he moved over Vicki's face to finish off there as she whimpered in protest as the man shot his load of cum into her face.

Tom staggered back as Linda looked up at her friend, released her hands, and moved her body over Vicki's. Both Tom and Greg watched as Linda kissed her, then began licking the cum from her face.

Chuck cried out as he blew his nuts and clutched at the dark hips as he pounded into Lisa's cunt. She let out a catlike cry and doubled under his pounding body, then she relaxed slowly as he pulled his still-hard cock from her cunt and lay down beside her, fighting for breath. Lisa looked at him, then turned her body and mounted him to squat over his face.

"Suck it, motherfucker… lick it clean!" Lisa told him, and ground her cunt against his mouth.

Tom collapsed and watched as Lisa was brought to orgasm again by Chuck's mouth. He accepted the glass of wine from Greg gratefully and watched as the black man relit the pipe and handed him a hose.

Tom sextet relaxed and smoked as they gathered their strength. Tom looked at Lisa's beautiful ass and knew what it was he wanted next. Lisa rolled into his arms and ran a tongue into his ear as he fondled her well-fleshed ass and she whispered, "Would you like to fuck me there, Tom?"

In answer to her question, he forced his index finger into her tight asshole and took her tongue into his mouth. "Ummm… that's nice, Tom," she told him, "but let's watch what Greg's going to do… I think we're going to see a little show," and she glanced at Chuck. "That is, if Chuck doesn't mind watching his wife as the main character."

Tom watched with interest as Greg led Linda aside and spoke to her in hushed tones. Then the pair turned and glanced at Lisa.

"They want me to help them," she said, and looked at Chuck.

Lisa stood and joined the others. Greg said something to her and she turned to lay beside Vicki, who seemed to be out of it for the moment.

Lisa stroked the woman's head and lifted her up as Greg stood behind her, a silken scarf in his hands. Tom wondered what the hell was going on when he saw Linda walk to Vicki's feet and sit there, simply touching her legs and feet. Greg bent over and took Vicki's hands as Lisa helped him and he quickly bound them together with the scarf Vicki began to protest, but Linda held her feet and Lisa crushed her mouth over the woman's as Greg took another scarf and fashioned a blindfold.

"What… what are you doing to me?" Vicki cried out, and Lisa whispered in her ear as she struggled against her bonds. Greg crossed the room quickly and freed a thin cord from a fixture near the door. Tom looked up and noticed for the first time the brass ring affixed to the other end of the cord and things became a little less confusing as he saw Greg lower the ring, then step over Vicki and tie her hands to the ring.

The other women stood as Greg hauled on the cord and Vicki was dragged to her feet. Greg pulled her up a few inches above the floor and the woman twisted and turned like some beautiful fish pulled from the water. Greg made the cord tight and returned to the center of the pillows. He reached out and touched Vicki's twisting body and he laughed as he pinched her tit.

Chuck looked up and saw his wife bound and blindfolded and said, "Far-fucking-out! I wish we had one of those at home!"

Lisa rejoined Tom and lay beside him, her hand on the head of his prick as Greg spoke to Linda again.

"She's taken advantage of you, Lin… she's made you suck her cunt and do vile things… what would you like to do to pay her back?"

Linda looked at him, then at her friend as she whimpered for someone to help her. "God… I don't know… what should I do?" she asked.

Greg smiled and reached beneath one of the pillows and handed her a pair of thigh-length leather boots. "Put these on and we'll see."

Linda slipped on the long boots with their spiked heels and pulled up the zippers. Then, Greg handed her a pair of long, black leather gloves and she put those on too. Next he handed her a long-handled riding crop and asked her, "What would you like to do to her now, Linda?"

The buxom blonde looked at herself in the mirror and flicked her leather-clad thigh with the end of the riding crop. A sharp slap resounded and Vicki cried out as she realized what was going to take place.

"See? She knows…" Greg told Linda, and fondled her ass. "Whip her… whip her good for making you do those things to her!"

Linda got a wild look on her face and stepped up to the defenseless woman. She raised the crop and let it fall lightly across Vicki's ass. The woman cried out in surprise, then Linda struck her again as she thrashed around on the end of her bindings. Tom swallowed thickly and visualized his own Linda fled as Vicki was, and the desire to whip her nearly overcame him as she whipped her friend's naked body.

Greg stepped in and gave Vicki a spin, and as she turned, Linda brought the crop down time and time again as Vicki cried out for mercy. Then, as she spun in a tight arc, Linda missed her ass and the soft leather ends of the crop struck Vicki across the cunt. The woman tensed and thrust herself forward, and a low hiss came from her mouth as she said, "Yess… oh, shit, yes!"