Paul Mall: Driving Men To Distraction

His hips bolted upward, throwing every inch of his meaty stalk into the waiting folds of the girl's cunt. "Uhhhagggahhh!" She was jolted, dazed by the slamming impact.

"The tables are turned again, little sister," he laughed. "The rapist has become the rapee!"

Slam! He pumped another deep-probing stroke into the quivering channel of her belly. He was out of rhythm with her own undulating pelvis, which only seemed to increase the ramming power of his loins.

She grunted and groaned, realizing the leisurely ride on his cock she had planned had come to an end. Deep and hard, he shoved the swollen column of his manmeat up into the tight envelope of her pussy. Wet and loud their meeting cores smacked.

It was like riding atop a bucking stallion. He hunched and threw himself upward, his back and hips arching in a high arc. He impaled her, skewered up into the burning core of her teen-age body.

Then there was his hand. His fingers were working at her quim, finding her clit and massaging it roughly. There was no way she could withhold the fires of her lust. Whimpering her pleasure, she came, collapsing atop her brother's chest. In and out his massive rod plummeted the pink pocket of her cunt.

She soared, riding the winds of unleashed passion, soaring higher and higher. Then gently, she floated downward, once more entering reality.

"Tried to rape you?" She heard Barry's voice through the mists of her ecstasy. Sleepily she opened her eyes to find her husband-to-be standing over them.

Chance laughed. "Thought they'd give me a sample of what we gave Tanyatwo on one."

"Sounds interesting," Barry chuckled. "Wish you had been the one who had to get the petroleum jelly off his prick."

She felt her brother rolling her off his chest, his prick sliding from the quivering interior of her quim. She glanced up to see him scurrying over to Tanya who was still lying on her back on the floor. Chance's cock was long and hard. He hadn't come within her.

He had saved himself for his wife. A fact he made all too obvious by mounting Tanya's supine body and shafting his cock into her cunt. Her brother had another woman now…

"Hi, remember me?" Barry's voice came from beside her… but she had another man. She turned her head and found her husband-to-be kneeling at her side. Above her face throbbed the jutting lance of his cock. It looked so hard and needy. The wafting aroma of soap tickled her nostrils. She remembered him saying he had gone to the bathroom to wash away the petroleum jelly needed to penetrate Tanya's ass.

"Lovely," she murmured. "You have the loveliest cock, my sweet."

Barry chuckled.

"It looks so lonely," she said. "Like it needs a warm wet kiss."

She lifted her head. In a wet, pink flick, her tongue unfurled and washed over the knobby crown of his sex. The stiff pole jerked and wagged in the air. Her man moaned appreciatively.

Leaning closer, she opened her mouth wide, wider. Her lips pouted over his glans and inched down along the thick stalk. Inward, he filled the lining of her cheeks, then slid toward the back of her mouth, gliding into her throat. He was so big, so fat; her jaws felt as though they would crack under the ponderous mass of his dick. But they didn't, and she knew she could take him. In the past month with this magnificent man, she had proven that to her, and his, satisfaction time and time again.

Sucking with all her might, she pulled up the pulsing shaft of his sex.

He groaned, welling droplets of preseminal fluids oozing from the tip of his cock and mingling in her mouth. It was the taste of a man, a flavor she could never get enough of.

Down again, the tight ring of her lips crept along the meaty rail of his cock. She savored the virile, pulsing strength of him. She reveled in the thick, hard power contained in that swollen tube of flesh. Her well-fucked quim swirled with new arousal. Tanya was right. A woman is an insatiable sexual being. Unlike a man, she has the capacity to experience climax, after climax, after climax. The only thing that limited her was the staying power of a man's cock. But when a girl had two willing studs, the opportunities for non-stop sex were limitless.

Add a sister-in-law who shared a taste for woman-to-woman sex, and it became a matter of sheer physical endurance.

"God, I love the feel of your mouth," the red-haired man moaned softly above her. "I love you, Cari-everything about you."

She knew that, but she liked to hear him say it. She showed him, by cradling his hairy ball bag in the coolness of one of her hands. The weighty rocks within were scurrying around in excited arousal.

Abruptly a blast of hot come jetted into her mouth. She was surprised, but eagerly drank down his thick fountains of semen. Apparently Barry had been watching the three of them. The scene had left him as aroused as watching Chance and him fuck Tanya had left Cari.

Spurt after hot spurt gushed from his throbbing rod. She welcomed each, swallowing them down into her belly. She sucked at him, milking every last creamy drop of his seed from his shaft before easing her hungry lips from his sex.

Weak and shaking, he lost his balance, tumbling back against the sofa, half-sitting and half-lying. He moaned and trembled, unable to do anything except give her a weak smile.

Glancing around, she found Tanya stretched out on her back, legs still wide from the poling Chance had given her. However, the blonde's brother was nowhere in sight. She looked back at the black-haired woman. White, oozing drops of her brother's release welled from her quim, a release he had denied her-or at least he had. Now she had a means of taking his seed, indirectly, that was.

On hands and knees, she crawled over to her sister-in-law. The woman looked up and smiled weakly. "God, I've never felt like this before!

There's only four of us. I wonder what a full-fledged orgy would be like."

"It hasn't finished here yet," Cari said, grinning down at the lovely woman. "Our men aren't through… nor am I."

With that she ducked her head between the white thighs of her feminine lover and eagerly started licking at her pubis. The mixture of Tanya's womanly juices and her brother's sperm was incredibly arousing, much more so than either separately.

She wished that Tanya would swing around and return the favor, but she knew the woman was too exhausted at the moment to do anything but lie back and enjoy the intimate flourishes of her tongue.

"Never stop, do you?" she heard Chance ask from her back side.

Before she could turn, he gripped her jutting ass, holding the ovals of her hind cheeks. "Neither do I!"

"Mummfph!" she sputtered, her moan muffled by the moist lips of Tanya's pussy. The engorged head of her brother's cock was now nestled against the uptilted slit of her own cunt.

Hard and deep, his shaft entered her body in one quick onslaught. She sputtered again, but relished the filling presence of his prick.

"Nice and tight," he said, "… but I was wondering how you'd feel about having this delightful little ass of yours fucked."

She wanted to say "fantastic," but he kept her head wedged between Tanya's thighs, making sure she finished the task she had started.

"That's what I thought," he said with a chuckle. "Well, that's exactly what I'm going to do."

Slowly he withdrew the pulsing length of his prick from her wanton quim. Spreading her ass cheeks, he pressed his glans to her anus. There was no need for petroleum jelly; he now was coated in a glistening sheath of her womanly fluids, a natural lubricant made especially for a man's rod.

Relaxing, she accepted him into the tight, round hole of her rectum.

Thick and hard, he glided into the sheath of her body, skewering up her back. She moaned, feeling his hands pull her from Tanya, and roll her to her side on the floor.