Don Keye: Sexual Free-For-All

Bert came, his cock screaming its savage release with a napalm flow of come up Carole's rectum. His universe blacked out and all that could be felt was the acid burning along his length, the stabbing and tearing at his groin, the glorious release of his jism in a wild series of spurts. A too soon. momentous climax died in the boy, and he looked back at the scene spread out in front of him.

It was as arousing as before, but his cock was deflating, dying and becoming limp with its lust spent.

Bert saw a ripply wave race through Robin's body, and he knew that Carole's tongue had finally triggered an orgasm. Then Carole seemed to collapse under the burdens that had ravaged her young, untrained body.

The three stared at one another for long minutes, regaining spent energy, before Bert spoke.

"Well, gang, was I right? Wasn't that worth it?"

Carole leaned back against the sofa, her eyes masked by half closed eyelids. She nodded, a contented smile on her ruby lips. "So nice, so niiiice! Bert? Fuck me in the ass again!"

Robin sensuously stretched on the rug, then glared at her daughter. "You're getting too damn greedy, Carole. You got his cock two or three times today…"

"Four!" came the quick reply from the cheerleader.

"… four times today. I haven't had a chance at him for I don't know how long. Let him rest up, then I get his marvelous cock!"

Bert smiled. This had worked out better than he could have ever hoped. They were actually arguing over which one was to get him next!

The photographer said, "How about letting me rest, huh? And I've got to do some dunking about all the ways three people can get it on. There are lots of ways two people can make it, but with three…" His voice drifted off into unexplored realms of speculation.

Yes, Bertram Ellis, photographer for the high school newspaper, had it made. Carole would keep coming back for more and more, possibly even to the exclusion of other guys. He had given her the very thing she had wanted and refused to admit. Carole had to be put down, she had to be humiliated, ignored and degraded before she would really go down with him.

And Robin, lovely, experienced and wonderful Robin. Her husband was out of town so much she was perpetually horny. It simply wasn't right keeping a sexy woman like that in a constant state of need for good, strong cock

Bert thought he could fill both vacancies nicely.

He said, "This time, Carole you get over here while I'm fucking Robin…"