"Here. Have a beer." Carl shoved a foaming glass at Tony. "Relax."
"Uh… well…" He looked at Linda. "Do you want to stay? It's up to you."
Al and Carl were close to Tony. She could see three naked men with one glance. The throbbing returned to her cunt. "I… yes. I want to stay."
"Great!" Al shouted.
"Here's your beer, Tony." Carl pushed the glass into his hand.
"Now we'll really get down to fucking!" Carl drained his beer, winking over the top of the glass at Linda.
CHAPTER SIX
Linda shifted her glance from Carl to Tony's shuffling a couple of steps toward the couch. The whole idea of group sex frightened her – and excited her at the same time. She felt a nervous rush of beat flash along her nerves and looked at Tony again. He set his half-drained glass of beer on the coffee table and fumbled to get a cigarette out of his shirt pocket.
"Can I have one of those, too?" Linda asked quietly.
"Sure." He passed the pack to her.
"Thanks." Linda stuck a cigarette in her mouth and looked around for a light.
Tony lit a match and touched it to his cigarette, then reached over and lit Linda's. "So what happens now?"
"We fuck. What did you think?" Brenda moved up to him, took hold of his hand and dragged on his cigarette, turning to let one nipple brush his chest.
"I know that. But who does who?" Tony pulled a bit away from the woman.
"You can do me, Tony." Brenda eased closer to him, a breast flattening on his torso.
"Or me." Karen moved up, leading with her tits. "Or both of them," Carl put in. "If you've got it in you…"
"I stick with Linda." Tony moved closer to the blonde. "We go together. With each other. Nobody else."
"Okay. But you're missing a great chance. And keeping some sweet-looking pussy from the rest of us." Al started to walk toward Linda.
Linda put her arm around Tony's waist, standing very close to him. But her eyes stayed on Al – right on his dick.
"How about it, Linda? Are you going to tie yourself to Tony tonight?"
"I… uh, yeah. I guess so." She wanted to stay with her man, but she wanted some of the other action, too.
"She can always change her mind later on," Carl said.
"Sure she can," Brenda agreed. "And besides, Al, you've still got me." She moved to him, hips swaying. "You gave me just a tiny taste before. Now, I want the whole thing." She planted both boobs right on his chest.
"That sounds good to me." He placed his hands on her back and pulled her close, forcing the cords to bite into her breasts.
Brenda wriggled to him, adding to the pressure. Her nipples turned hard and she grabbed Al's butt to pull his crotch against her belly.
"Give me some, head. Show these folks how good you can suck cock." Al pushed on her shoulders, pressing her to her knees.
Brenda went down easily, her cap of black hair hiding his crotch. Her lips spread and she ducked her head down to get the dangling end of the dick into her mouth, then slurped in the whole organ, resting her nose in the coppery crotch hairs.
"Yeah. That's real nice." Al spread his legs and placed both hands beside Brenda's head.
On her knees, Brenda swayed back and forth, holding the meat firmly with her lips, tugging it way out until she felt some firmness start to build in the shaft. One hand fondled the man's balls and she moved her tongue softly on the end of his prick.
"I can do that for you, Tony," Karen offered, smiling right at him.
"… that's okay." He turned Linda toward the couch. "Let's sit down, honey." The display was starting to arouse him.
The show was getting to Linda, too. She sat next to Tony, their hips and thighs touching. Her arm crossed his shoulder. "Do you want me to do that, Tony?" she whispered. "I will if you want me to." She wanted to do it, wanted to suck cock, to take Tony's dick in her mouth and get it all hard and long. Tony's – or anyone's.
"Maybe, later." He looked closely at Brenda. Glimpses of Al's prick showed, the shaft looking thicker each time she swayed back.
Brenda let the tool go into her throat, her nose brushing Al's pubic hair with each forward move of her head. Both hands played with his rocks now, tugging and rolling the nuts briskly.
As his rod stiffened, Al started to make slow fuck-strokes into Brenda's mouth. His hands held her head steady and he thrust directly into her throat.
Brenda put her thumb on her clit to begin her own arousal.
"Okay. That got me going." Al made a few final stabs, then walked away from Brenda, his hard-on gleaming.
Linda looked closely at the firm rod as he walked past, a flicker of lust churning in her pussy. Her hand tightened on Tony's shoulder and she leaned against his warm, naked body.
"Do you want it extra-rough this time, Brenda?" Al asked, not looking at her.
"I always want it rough." She stood up, still massaging her clit with one hand. "The rougher the better."
"Great!" Al went to the equipment cabinet.
"Do anything you want, Al." Brenda's fingers brought desire to a high glow through her body.
"I sure as hell will." He took a set of handcuffs from a shelf and held them until the chromed metal shining in the firelight. He found another pair beside the first and held them both over his head as he turned around.
"Get on the couch, Brenda."
"Oh. I know." She almost leaped to the couch, sitting with her knees close to her chin, thighs apart.
"That's it." Al crouched beside her and took hold of one hand, pulling it to her ankle. The cuffs snapped on easily.
"Oh. We've done that," Linda said. "Hey, Tony. You did listen to what I told you." Carl walked over to them, a fresh beer in his hand.
"Uh, yeah. We tried it," Tony admitted glumly. "How was it?" Carl stood in front of Linda. "It was okay – I guess," Tony said softly. "I was asking Linda." Carl smiled at the blonde. "I liked it. It kind of hurt, but not much. More clumsy than anything. But maybe we didn't know how to do it very well."
"It does take some practice." Carl smiled and sat beside her, not close enough to touch her, but close enough to reach out for a tit easily – if he wanted to. And he wanted to.
"Watch close, then," Al said. He had the other pair of handcuffs on Brenda and was tilting her back a bit to bring her tail into view.
Brenda spread her knees, hands firmly held at her ankles. She smiled up at Al.
"That's like we did it, Tony. Just the same." Her fingers dug into his shoulder.
"I guess so." He kept looking at Brenda's pussy. The position also showed her asshole and he kept glancing at it.
Al stroked his dick briefly to get it up to full size, then, lay between Brenda's raised knees and started jabbing for her snatch. He got it on the third try and she moaned as his rod jammed all the way in.
His fingers found her nipples and pinched as his butt began to ram his long pole into her cunt. The fingers bit in and he bore down, adding pressure with his chest to tighten the rapes, his fingers pinching harder, cock slamming into the box.
"Oh, Al. Yes. Hurt me. More!" She pressed her legs against his heaving sides, trying to arch her tits to him, wanting more of the slicing pain.
Al gave her what she wanted, hammering with his dick, feet braced against the couch for more leverage, his hands like steel claws at her tied breasts.
"OH! AL!" Brenda began to groan with the surging pleasures, her jugs twin piles of agony, her cunt on fire from the pounding cock. She writhed, helpless in her bonds, her body aching, all hot, fire in her nipples, flames leaping from her clit. She gasped, then shrieked, her voice shrill as she began to come, taking the punishing drives of Al's dick, loving the hot torment on her tits.
Al hunched, slamming into the pussy. He tore at her tits and she screamed. Her voice rang through the room.
His powerful thrusts curled her higher, the ropes stretched taut, cutting in all around her sides and back. Al plunged his cock all the way up the cunt and Brenda howled with desperate passion.