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Anonumous: The prodigal virgin

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With a glance at the already writhing figures on the opposite bed, Stan lay himself between Marion’s open thighs, bringing his heaving tool against the curly nest of hair rimming the moistened slit. Spreading its lips, he inserted the tip into that delicious cavern, and, as they both uttered little cries of pleasure, slipped it gently home.

Marion groaned in delight as she felt the rod gliding in. Herbert was right, she thought, even if he had been joking. Stan’s tool was much more suitable for a tight entrance than was that gigantic thing with which Herbert had almost torn her open. Grasping his buttocks to gain the last fraction of an inch, Marion tossed her body upward to meet each thrust of the charger. Their lips glued together, she licked madly with her tongue as he had taught her to do that day on the beach. Unmindful of the fact that Herbert, despite his perch atop the lustful Mildred, let his eyes wander to watch her at intervals, Marion squirmed and pitched beneath her mount until at last, with a luxurious sigh of fulfillment, she reached the climax. Stan outlasted her but one thrust, for the next instant she felt the inundation within her crevice as the dam burst.

They lay, temporarily exhausted, unmoving save for the several involuntary quiverings that came as an aftermath to the furious ride. After an interval of several minutes Marion was reminded of the fact that here was still another ring in this lewd circus, and, turning her head, she saw that Mildred and Herbert were still at it. Herbert’s face was flushed, his lips were taut, and it was in other ways evident that he was having difficulty in unburdening himself.

Although Mildred was doing her utmost, with wild wigglings of her delicious bottom, and although Herbert was excited almost beyond endurance, he could not reach a climax. The several attacks he had suffered that morning from the insatiable Marion had completely exhausted his seminal glands, and the result was that, although Mildred had spent three times under the ministrations of that gallant and willing organ which plowed her burning crevice, poor Herbert could arrive at no such blissful destination. Still he lunged and pitched, unwilling to cry “Enough!”

Marion, inexperienced though she was, guessed the trouble, and with one leap she was to the rescue. Crouching on the bed behind the two pairs of gyrating buttocks, she bent her face and lips to that spot where the frenzied bodies were coupled. Tugging at Herbert’s thighs she pulled him upward far enough to break this lubricious connection, and, although Mildred protested at this unwelcomed intrusion, Marion paid no heed.

Herbert, catching the meaning of Marion’s movements, turned halfway on his side to give the new attacker more room in which to work. Without further ceremony Marion took the sturdy prong, still humid from the anointing it had received from the passionate Mildred, and, with dexterous movements of her pointed tongue, labored to bring from it one more gust of dew. The experiment was not without success, for soon Herbert began to breathe fast and then he cried, “Oh, baby, that’s bringing it!”

Hearing this Mildred leaned forward and began pushing Marion in an attempt to recapture the tidbit for herself, but Marion was not so easily disposed of. She clung doggedly to the now thoroughly revived stem, thrusting it all the way back in her throat.

“Oh, you pig!” cried Mildred. “Very well, then, if I can’t have it all, I’ll have something better.” So saying she squirmed from under Herbert and, pushing him flat on his back, bestrode his chest in such a manner that her steaming nest was immediately against his face. Herbert, not one to scorn such an invitation, soon was giving her what she desired, and with evident satisfaction.

At this juncture, Stan stirred himself and, seeing that he was being deprived of his share of the feast, arose and joined the others.

“What’s going on here?” he cried in mock anger. “Do you love birds think that I am out of the running? If you do, look at this.” Mildred alone of the three could “look” without interfering with her pleasure, and she did. What she saw made her cry out with delight.

“Get up here, pet,” she said, “where I can attend to mother’s little lamb! Mamma will kiss it and make it sleep.”

Stan did not need to be invited twice, and half-standing he leaned down to bring his steel-hard engine in range of the already gaping lips. Mildred, driven to ecstatic distraction by the snake-like invader between her thighs, closed her mouth upon the ruby tipped protuberance. The four bodies squirmed in obscene enjoyment, until, one by one, with but an instant between sighs of bliss, they reached the end.


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