Ron Taylor: First Time In The Behind

She nibbled his balls, pulling the hair with her teeth. Her fist was full of his prick, and she masturbated him energetically while her tongue slid around the base of his balls, up into the crack of his ass, then down again.

She licked his hard cock, moving up and down the shaft. Coming to the cock-knob, she kissed it wetly, then slapped it with her tongue.

Dribbles of cum were already oozing from his piss-slit. She scooped them up with her fingers, smeared them down the shaft, and licked them away.

Her lips fitted over the helmet-like knob of his prick, and she sucked it juicily, purring while she slid it in and out in short swallows.

She used her tongue furiously, sliding it around the edges of his cockknob. Her hand clutched his balls.

"Don't do that, baby," he said, "you're gonna blow my balls off!"

Still on her knees, she turned quickly. Ken was out of his jeans and shorts now, and his erect cock bobbed toward her, but she evaded it with a giggle. She wasn't finished with Joey yet. She grabbed one of the paper cups from the table. It contained perhaps half an inch of whiskey. She swirled it, her hand still busy on Joey's prick, and she moved toward him with the cup.

"Squirt in here," she said. "I want to see the jizz flying from your prick!"

She angled his cock downward and held the cup just beneath his cock.

Leaning down, she licked his cock-knob kittenishly, stroking up the shaft.

"Come, baby!" she whispered, her lips fluttering against his cock-head.

"Come for me!"

"Ah!" he sighed, and his cock quivered in her hand. Her eyes lit up as she saw the gushing eruption of jism. The thick white goo shot into the whiskey at the bottom of the cup.

She worked him until he had gone dry, and then she cleaned his cock with her tongue, licking away the last dripping gob of spunk as it emerged from his piss-slit.

"Now it's your turn," she said to Ken, crawling toward him on her knees. She had the cup in one hand and she was licking her lips.

He held his prick out, and she covered it with her mouth, sliding down almost to his balls in one hungry swallow. He fucked into her mouth. He was obviously on the verge of coming, too.

She could feel Bill Archer's eyes on her from the rear. She hoped he liked what he was seeing. She knew he had liked what she'd given him in his office.

"You gonna come for me?" she asked Ken, looking up at him. "You gonna fill my cup with your milk, baby?"

He stuck the end of his cock into the top of the cup and said, "Oh, shit!"

His prick bounced around inside the paper cup, almost knocking it out of Nicole's hand. She grabbed his prick and finished milking it.

He was dry, but he was still hard, and Nicole smiled. She rocked back on her heels and looked up at the two young men. "Cheers again, guys!

She swirled the mixture of cum and whiskey in the cup until it blended, and then she poured it all down her throat in one hungry swallow.

"Now," she said, standing up, "since you guys are still hard-and I mean hard-I suppose you'd like to fuck me!"

"On the other hand," Nicole said, stepping back, "a couple of big horny guys like you, maybe you might want to do all kinds of wicked things to me. Like a gang-bang, or maybe even both of you fucking me at the same time. You wouldn't have anything like that in mind, now, would you?"

"Who, us?" Ken said, bouncing one of her tits. He pinched gently at her pink nipple, lengthening it between his fingers. Nicole sighed and shoved her tit into his grasp. "Would we do anything like that to a babe like you? You got us all wrong! We're gentlemen!"

"Right," Joey said, fingering her pussy once more. He worked into her wet hole, sliding his digit in and out. Nicole felt the delicious friction, and her cunt began to moisten a bit more, her clit pulsating with desire. "Just because you walk in off the street and suck us both off, it doesn't mean we're gonna treat you like some kind of wild slut!"

Bill Archer was still watching, a fresh cigarette between his lips. He lit it and then took a sip of whiskey.

The room was not designed with orgies in mind. The floor was concrete, both rough and cold, and there was nothing remotely resembling a bed anywhere. The card table was too rickety for fucking, so it had to be the floor.

"I'll be on top," Nicole said. She tapped Joey on the chest. "You were the first to squirt. You should be recharged by now. On your ass, stud, and let me have that prick of yours!"

He put his jeans under his ass and lay down on them. His cock wasn't entirely stiff, but it was pretty close. Nicole squatted above him, using both hands to work his cock. She felt it stiffening between her frictioning palms and smiled.

"That's what I want," she said. "Let's fuck!"

She moved the tip of his prick through her sopping wet pussy-hair. She hadn't realized how wet she was until she heard the squashing noise his cock made. He thrust upward as soon as he felt her succulent wetness on his prick.

His cock entered her, shoving, but she lifted upward, not quite ready to swallow him yet. She wanted a fucking, but there was an element of tease in her character she had never known was there before, and she was rather enjoying the sensation.

Nicole slid up and down, just lipping his prick with her pussy. He was breathing hard, thrusting as best he could, but she controlled the action and she only let him go as deep into her cunt as she wanted. The promise of his hard prick up her pussy made her skin crawl with anticipation, but it was nearly as much fun teasing and tantalizing herself as to do it to him.

She came down slowly, engulfing Joey's cock without warning.

"Oh, baby!" he gasped, shoving up to meet her. The bulging meat of his cock spread the snugness of her pussy walls, and the wetness flowed down her cunt to moisten his progress.

She sank down until she could drop no farther. Her cunt was stuffed full of his cock.

Nicole rocked atop him, relishing the feel of his cock in her pussy.

His hands were all over her body. He really seemed to like her tits.

She really liked the way he liked them. Leaning forward, she fed them to the kid. He sucked like a baby starved for milk, and she was sorry as hell she couldn't let him have any.

"Gimme another drink of that whiskey," she said, and Ken handed her the bottle.

She slopped the booze into her mouth, some of it spilling down her chin and onto her tits. She felt warm and wild and willing.

"Now I want your cock," she said to Ken, returning the bottle.

He was quick to give it. She sucked him in, blowing wetly around his prick while she fucked Joey's cock in and out of her dripping cunt.

His cock fattened inside her mouth, and she moved back and forth on it in long thirsty swallows. Now that she'd actually done it a few times, she found that it wasn't all that tough to deep-throat a cock, even a big one like Ken's.

"How about you, dude?" she called to Bill Archer. "These guys say you're too old to get it up. You don't look so old to me. Bet you have one big prick in those pants. Why not come over and show it to me?"

"Nah," he said. "I really am too old. Anyway, baby, I think you're much too wild for me. Us old guys have to take it easy, you know? I think I'll just watch."

"Your loss," she said, going down on Ken's prick again. She took the bottle from his hands and poured some booze on his cock, slurping it off the skin.

She was bouncing hard on Joey's cock now, getting a sweet hot ride from it. She took him deep, her cunt grinding against his balls. She wished she could open her cunt wide enough to suck his balls up her cunt along with his long cock.

She squirmed, making her clit throb as it scraped his cock-hair, and she felt fresh oozes of wetness down the channel of her pussy. His cock kept fucking in and out of her, and she kept gulping it with the muscles of her aroused cunt while she fed on the engorged length of his friend's prick.