"It won't do any good to lock the door," Rick panted, trying to keep his mind clear, which was impossible. "She has her own key."
"We'll put the chain on," Marsha said, licking the head of his cock.
Rick wasn't in the mood to quarrel. He reached behind him and fastened the chain. But doing it made him feel strangely bad. After all, he was locking Kirstie out. Wasn't his thing with her more important than a fuck with this delectable roommate of hers?
But Marsha was all over him now. She was rubbing his throbbing prick between her marvelous naked breasts again, mewling with urgent lust.
"Oh Jesus, I've waited for this moment," she said. "I imagined it over and over, but I never thought it would happen. I thought you'd never want me again, after you got back together with her."
She drew him toward her bedroom, stripping off her jeans as she went. Rick stumbled along behind her, trying to get out of his pants. She fell on the bed without removing the bedspread, pulling him down on top of her.
"Now fuck me, honey," she whispered, slithering her tongue between his lips. "Fuck me as hard and as long as you want. Fuck me everywhere. Just forget about her for a while."
"How can I refuse?" Rick whispered back, nipping her tongue with his teeth.
He dropped his mouth to her thick soft nipples and tugged them alive. She held his head and pushed her quivering breasts into his face, making low gurgling sounds of lust deep in her throat.
"Suck hard, suck me hard!" she begged. "Ohhhhnnnn, it feels so good! It drives me crazy!"
She was certainly telling the truth about that, Rick realized. The harder he sucked her nipples, the more she squirmed and panted. He mauled her delectable naked breasts with his mouth and fingers. He didn't only suck her nipples but sucked other parts of the firm rolling mounds into his mouth too. It drove Marsha wilder than ever.
"Oh! Oh!" she whimpered. "Oh God, yes! God, honey, fuck me! Put that huge prick in me! Cram me full of it! Rape me with it! Stuff me with it!"
Her frenzy of passion aroused Rick incredibly. She was a lust-maddened wildcat, writhing and moaning under him. His massive cock was as stiff as an iron pipe. He climbed between her splayed thighs and nestled the bulbous head of his prick in the gaping mouth of her wet pussy. Then he leaned forward and shoved it into her hard.
"Oh!" she cried out. "Hun you?" he panted.
"Oh God, yes! It's so big! It's too big!"
"You took it before."
"I know," she gasped. She bit her full lower lip. The whites of her eyes showed as her delirious lust gripped her. "Fuck me!" she grunted hoarsely. She pumped her hips, throwing her pussy up into his hammering cock, yowling with pleasure-pain each time the huge monster sank deep into her clenching channel.
Rick flung her legs up into the air, bending her nearly double, and began puncturing her cunt viciously with his cock. Marsha raked his shoulders with her fingernails. Her jackknifed body flexed and shuddered, her heels flailing in the air. She yelped and panted and moaned, wild with fierce pleasure.
"Oh! Ouch! Unh! Ah! Oh… oh Jesus! Ouch! Oh!"
"Does it hurt you?" he panted, lunging into her again and again.
"Yesssss!"
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No! Ah! Oh! Oh! God, don't stop!"
Rick dropped one hand down to the split of her ass and slid two fingers into her rectum. Marsha squealed as he invaded her tight asshole.
"Aaiieeeee! Oh yes… oh yes, Rickie, do it to me! Yesssssss! Fuck me everywhere!"
He fucked her cunt more gently for a few minutes, working his fingers in her asshole, loosening it. When it was finally open enough, he removed his fingers. He still held her legs high in the air, splayed wide. Now the whole wet seam of her groin was spread and vulnerable, both her cunt and her asshole open, and puckering.
Now he withdrew his prick from the silky wet sheath of her pussy. He dropped it an inch or so and inserted it in her rectum, sliding it all the way into her with one firm thrust. Lubricated by her own pussyjuice, it slid easily into her ass.
But her asshole was much smaller than her cunt. Skewered in the ass by the massive stalk of his prick, Marsha was gripped by a sharp seizure of pleasure mixed with pain. She winced and went white as a sheet, gasping with soundless pleasure. The pleasure and pain were so intense that she could do nothing but wheeze and groan with helpless delight as Rick fucked into her ass again and again.
He knew it was what she wanted. But he didn't want to carry things farther than she wanted them to go.
"Do you want me to stop?" he panted again.
"No!" she wailed. "God, no! Fuck me… fuck me everywhere! Ohhhh, fuck me, aanngghhhiieee! Fuck me, yesssss! Owwnnnn!"
Now Rick began to fuck her in bath holes. First he would give her two long strokes in her ass, then two in her cunt, then two more in her ass. Each time he rammed his cock in her to the hilt. Marsha gasped and moaned, tossing her head, wildly on the sheet, pinned under him but jouncing crazily each time the gigantic tool pierced her.
He could tell by looking in her blissfully contorted face that she felt no more pain now. It was only shattering pleasure, feelings so intense that she could hardly bear them. She locked her hands behind his neck and rocked in rhythm with each piercing lunge of his cock into her pussy and her ass.
"Ohhnnnnn God, I've never felt anything like it!" she groaned.
When she began to come, it was without warning. The explosive orgasms just seemed to erupt deep in her body, like water gushing through a broken dam. Convulsions ripped her. She screamed and thrashed violently, flexing and coming flexing and coming.
Three successive orgasms wrenched her before Rick began to come himself. He groaned with pleasure as his cock began to spurt into her bowel. He took it out and jammed it into her cunt, spewing more jism there. He released Marsha's legs and she quickly clamped them around his hips tightly and began pumping furiously, going for the big one.
"Oh yes, oh God yes!" she panted. "Uh oh! Aanngghhhh! Uunnneeeeiiiiii! Oh! Oh! Aanngghhiieeeee!"
A H-bomb climax seemed to rupture her body. She clawed and raked Rick's back, clinging to him as her body gyrated and thrashed with unspeakable pleasure. When it was over she collapsed in his grasp. He lowered her slack body gently to the sheet.
"You have many more like that, baby, and you're not going to survive them," he murmured.
"Oh God, I don't care!" Marsha gasped. "God, it's pure heaven! No, don't take it out! Please! Don't take it out!"
He left his cock in her clenching pussy a little while longer. But soon it got limp and slid out by itself. It was at that moment, as if somehow it had been planned, that the doorbell rang.
CHAPTER TEN
Kirstie leaned against the chain-fastened door, waiting for Marsha or her brother to come and let her in. She was a little surprised herself at how detached she felt. After all, she had heard nearly the whole thing. She had heard Marsha's moaning and pleading and incoherent sexual howlings. She had even heard Rick's familiar grunting groan when he came.
Kirstie felt different.
But instead of feeling jealous, this time she felt only somehow amused, vaguely curious. She had even waited for them to finish before ringing the bell. She realized that part of the reason she felt so detached was that she had nearly been fucked to death herself dining the past few hours at Bill's apartment. Her body was still sore and tingly from the incredible pleasures the four of them had put each other through.
When Rick finally showed up at the door – naked – and peeked through the crack at her, she surprised both him and herself by winking at him.