Just ot show Carla that we're good friends."
Nick looked around and then eyed the pliant orifice in front of his face. One bung hung sideways and obstructed his otherwise clear view. He pulled that buttocks up and away and slid a finger down to the neat shithole. With one quick jerk of his hand, he landed a knuckle's worth of digit up Susan's anus.
"Aaaaah," she creamed already. "See what I mean, Carla?"
"Yes," said Carla, her tits feeling special little chills curl around them. "I see exactly what you mean." She laid down on the bed behind Nick. With one of his buns in either hand, she split open his biggous moon. "Mmmm," she hummed on first sight of the crevice within. "You have a perfect little orifice there, Nick."
"You like my asshole?" asked Nick as he continued to finger-fuck Susan's shit canyon. "You really like it? I mean you wouldn't kid me?"
"I wouldn't kid you," said Carla. She pressed her titties, small though they were, to the backs of Nick's legs. Then she slid her face between the parted asscheeks. "Yes," she said, her voice muffled by the assflesh. "I like this hole a great deal."
Carla's tongue slid like a hot wet poker into the area surrounding Nick's sphinctermuscle. His analcavity itched for her prodding tongue. He worked steadily on Susan's asshole, however, pretending that a nice wet tongue on his butt was merely standard procedure.
But when Carla's mouth muscle arrived in the orifice, Nick's heart practically jumped out of his rib cage. "Fucking far out!" he wailed. "Aaaaaah."
"Mmmmmm," hummed Carla, her tongue actively creasing the iris muscle.
"mmmmmmm." The tip of her wet mouth organ tickled the curled fleshy shithole muscle. The ring of flesh contracted and expanded involuntarily with each deft stroke from Carla's darting tongue. She pulled out for a breather, "I think our surfer friend, Susan, likes a good ream."
"You know he does," said Susan for her side of the surfer's body. "Every time you poke your tongue in there his finger fuck up my asshole gets better. So keep up the good work." She spread her legs and scissored Nick's erect cock between her calves. Lightly she rubbed his shaft with the smooth skin of her lower legs.
"Aaaaah," said Nick. It was hard to tell if it was the strange stimulation on his cock, or the diligent work in his asshole which turned him on. In any event, however, he moaned and groaned in total ecstasy.
"I think it's time," suggested Carla, extracting her tongue from the wet bunghole, "that we get into something a little more vigorous."
"Sure, said Nick, his cock flashing from pink to red to purple. He could feel the saliva oozing from his anus hole. "Who wants to be first?"
"You go first," said Susan to Carla. "I'll make sure he gets in and then work out on your clit."
"Fantastic," said Carla. "If anything will take my mind off my love problems, I'll be a good orgasm."
Nick turned around. Carla showed him her ass by laying on her side. She lifted her right leg and gave him access to the sphincter space between her thin buttocks. "You know," he said, "for a skinny broad you have a nice fat asshole."
"Why thank you," she sighed. "Would you mind putting something in there?"
"Not at all," said Nick. He lifted his cock and ran it lightly, like a sword into a sheath, between her cherry buttocks. He reached down and took hold of each bun, split the canyon open as if he had used a wedge and a hammer and slid his cock into the iris muscle.
"Aaaah," said Carla, "That's a little more like it!" She lowered her right leg and her buttocks clamped down on Nick's firm cock shaft.
Susan took her position; she laid down with her face at Carla's cunt.Carla discovered,coincidentally,that Susan's pussy was available for a light tonguing.
So the daisy chain went like this" Nick had his cock lodged firmly in Carla's asshole. Carla had her tongue in Susan's pussy. And Susan at Carla's twat.
There was enough juice flowing to float a ship.
"Ooooooh, God," cried Carla, overwhelmed by the massive amount of stimulation being applied to her body. "It's far fucking out!"
"Yeah," said Nick. "You got a nice fat butt for me, baby." He slid his hips in an undulating motion. Forward, deep into her asshole crotch, his prick penetrated.
"Uuuuumph," cried Carla. "He's big." Her cries were muffled by Susan's thighs and juicing bush. Carla's tongue worked diligently inside Susan's pussy on the erect clit meat she found so readily available to stimulation.
"Mmmmm." she hummed, as Nick stuffed her asshole with plenty of cock meat. Each thrust into her hole inspired her tongue to gouge Susan's clit channel.
"Aaaaaaah," cried Susan. "Good, good, good!" She slid her tongue far into Carla's pussy which began to contract involuntarily around the stimulating mouth muscle. Susan leaned back a little and watched her friend's pussy juice.
"You coming?" she asked.
"Not yet," answered Carla, "but another few minutes of this and it will be no problem to flood this entire house with clit juice."
"Hooray," said Nick, firming his hips for a giant thrust forward.
"Oooooh, God damn fuck!" cried Carla. "Stop that!"
But it was too late. Nick wrapped his arm around Carla's waist. He pushed Susan aside, out of the way, and rolled the skinny girl who squirmed under the pressure of his terrific hot cock onto her belly. His dick slid upwards, further into her shit canyon than she considered likeable. "You dirty fuck!" she cried. "What the hell do you think I am? Some kind of waste basket?
Nick paid no attention. He used his muscle to pull her up off the sheets. Her legs automatically spread open. He filled the breach with another quick thrust from his mighty pole.
"Ooooooh, fucking-A," screamed Carla. "Get this God damn gorilla off my back!
Before he destroys me! Oooooh, shit!"
Susan started forward, tried to grab Nick bythe shoulders. She climbed up onto his back and pulled him around the neck. But the surfer's strength and commitment to the asshole under attack was too much for her. She couldn't even make him budge.
"Oooooh, fucking-A," cried Carla. "Get that prick out of-Ooooooh, God damn!"
Nick had slammed another inch of meat into her asshole. He drilled her with his rod, filled her shit canyon with so much meat that she couldn't even move. All of the hip rolling and pelvis rocking was done bye the surfer. And there was a lot of it, too.
His ass flew up in the air and cam down like a pneumatic drill of jackhammer.
He beat his flesh into Carla's asshole and she didn't have a prayer.
"Carla! Carla!" hollered Susan. "Are you o.k.?"
Carla's face had gone deep red. She had a look of resignation and fright on her face. She was concentrating on trying to keep her butt in one piece.
"Uuuuumph," she grunted. "It's almost over. He's throbbing."
Sure enough, Nick's dick was trembling with orgasmic power. He shot forward, jerked his hips, and sprayed the inside the Carla's bowels with fresh hot jism.
His penis twitched andscratched atthe liningunder Carla's sphincter muscle. He flooded the breach with hot sticky cum. Then he yanked his dick out her torn flesh and shredded asshole and lay back in a daze.
"Carla, Carla," screamed Susan. "Are you o.k.?"
"I don't know," said Carla in a wispy voice. "look back there and see if I still have an asshole, will ya?"
Susan leaned down on the other side of Carla and looked into the crack. She plyed open the creamy bunsand discovered a little redness surrounding the anus cavity. But otherwise Carla's asshole looked like it was probably just a little bruised. "It looks alright," she said.
"It's so hot," said Carla.
"Here," suggested Susan, "why don't I give you a little licking cool off?"
"Would you?" asked Carla in a plaintive voice. "That would help, I think."
"Sure," said Susan Bender. She leaned down between the red buttocks and applied her tongue to the sore hole. Within a few minutes she's licked up the brackish fluid, and had massaged her girlfriends back to comfort. All with the delicate use of her long narrow tongue.