"Oh yes… fuck yes!" she screamed deliriously as his massive erection slammed against the tip of her cervix. God, he was in so deep that it seemed the tip of his cock was lodged midway between her navel and her tits. He was in further than she had ever been fucked before, and she was loving it.
Her cunt felt stretched beyond repair, filled far beyond its limited capacity.
And yet, even as she was thinking all this, she could feel her deeper inner muscles welcoming this invader.
Now, clamping his mouth wetly down over hers, he began a slow fucking motion between her thighs. Each new powerful thrust went to new depths of her quivering pussy. The blunted head of his cock soon was master of it all.
As he fucked her, Barry had one raging thought on his mind: satisfy her, satisfy her as no woman had ever been able to do. He knew he was accomplishing it, and the real reason for doing all this was not egotism, but the desire to bring pleasure to her so she would want him to fuck her again and again.
Her body was beginning to wantonly twist and writhe now, and her sounds became one long sustained mewl as she groaned into his mouth and worked her tongue deep into his throat. She was an animal, releasing everything from her mind except the ecstasy of the moment. She was a picture of pure wantonness: face wrung with passion, nostrils flaring like a wild mare being mounted by a stallion, neck tendons taut as cables, eyes hot and smoky with lust.
"Oh Barry, Barry, Barry," she moaned, "it's good fucking you again… your prick is so good for my pussy!"
In his mind Barry had no illusions that Ellie would never make love to a woman again, but he was determined that this wouldn't be the last time she wanted cock either.
She was a wild woman, bucking up against him as though she had never wanted anything in her pussy but cock when he released her knees from her breasts. She dropped her legs to his hips and tightened them around him, pulling him even deeper into her cunt.
"You do love it, don't you? God, you're a real fuck now, Ellie… the best!"
He slipped his hands down over her hips and slid them beneath the smooth rounded moons of her desperately thrashing ass cheeks. Ha cupped them harshly with each hand and began kneading them like bread dough as he fucked his long hard cock in with ever-greater frenzy.
She flexed and unflexed her straining cunt muscles as his fingers dug deeply into the creamy flesh of her ass. He jerked her harder up to his massive, driving cock, and she spread her trembling thighs even further, inviting him to do what he wished as the hot hole of her cunt spread open in welcome.
He pounded into her with a fury, then, without warning, she felt his right hand stop its kneading motion on her ass and begin moving into the sweat-dampened crevice of her ass cheeks.
His out stretched middle finger started to tentatively worm its way into her defenseless, tightly puckered little hole.
He pressed inward and she felt the soft rubbery flesh yield reluctantly.
"Ohhhh, God, that hurts!" she cried, twisting her buttocks in an effort to get away. The groan bubbled from her lips in pained protest as his extended finger continued its invasion of her asshole.
He thrust even harder, and now she saw the cruel smirk on his handsome face as he took pleasure in hearing her sounds of pain. She didn't know it yet, but her body was really enjoying the almost brutal fucking he was subjecting her to.
Soon she would be begging. He began working his finger around inside, stretching the puckered little anal ring wider and wider as his mercilessly pistoning cock brutalized her wide-stretched pussy.
Ellie felt a second finger poised at the opening to her rear passage, then it, too, was inside, working in unison with the first finger, in rhythm with his rapidly thrusting prick.
The protests coming from her chest gradually began changing from whimpers of pain to low moans of new, increased pleasure as her asshole became used to this strange invasion.
Within seconds she was shamelessly grinding her ass back onto his fingers as he probed methodically around in the warm depths. New delights rippled through her belly and up her spine. She knew she was hopelessly impaled and helpless between the hard driving rod of flesh buried deep in her womb and the cruel, merciless fingers that wormed in and out of her ass.
She was squealing like a pig, twisting and writhing in wildly abandoned lust, when suddenly she knew she was about to come. She fought her own body against the orgasm. She didn't want to come yet… not yet. All this was too beautiful to end. She tightened up all of her muscles, but that only intensified the hot, all-consuming vibrations that were beginning to reverberate deep in the pit of her cunt.
Barry felt the change in her body, felt the sudden heating up of her wetly clasping cuntal passage, and knew she was rapidly approaching a climax. Beneath him, she had begun to chant with each breath.
"Don't stop… don't stop… don't stop… fuck me… fuck both my holes!
I'm going to explode, darling…keep fucking me! Fuck me forever!"
That's what he had wanted to hear.
The knowledge that she was about to come caused his own excitement to build to a fever pitch. He wanted to come with her, at the same time. He slipped his fingers from her tortured anus, and quickened the rhythm of his pistoning thrusts, grinding hard and deep, boring persistently into the hidden recesses of her pussy.
"That's it… oh fuck yes, that's it!" she wailed. "I'm there!"
She punched her writhing hips up, seeking one last thrust before the dam inside of her broke. His throbbing cock was a huge battering ram slamming into her cunt, and the vibrations from the blows made her tingle to the tips of her toes This was all too beautiful to be true.
Then, gradually, the dam crumbled and the wave of ecstasy was flooding down over her. Her frantically quivering legs beat against the softness of the mattress and her breath came in hoarse rasping gasps as the violent but exquisite seizure rocked and racked her ripe young body. She felt, momentarily, that she was one gigantic cunt… coming, coming, coming… that every part of her was part of it.
Even above her own pleasure, however was the sudden knowledge that the beautifully pulsating staff that had carried her to this peak of glory was pumping hot, thick spurts of sperm far up into her quivering belly. His hot liquid message of love mingled with her juices, forming a pool of sexual lava that filled her cunt to overflowing and her mind with the realization that she had once again been totally fucked by a cock, and she had loved it.
Having girl-to-girl sex with Betty would fill two needs for Natalie. First, it would fill her body's constant need for sex. Second, and perhaps more important, it would serve Ellie right if she made love to another girl. Then there was always the hope that she could convert Betty and her luscious body to female sex, and then she would have two pussies to fuck and suck for the rest of the tour.
She sat up on the bed and lifted her hands from Betty's body. "Open your eyes," she said.
"What?"
"Open your eyes and look at me… I want you to watch me undress."
Betty opened her eyes and stared questioningly. She watched as Natalie opened the large buttons on her pajama tops, one at a time, teasingly. When they were all opened, Natalie slipped the garment from her shoulders, baring her pert, up-tilted breasts to Betty's curious eyes.
"What's the matter?" Natalie asked, fearful that she had gone too far, too fast.
"Nothing. I like your tits better than mine… that's all," Betty replied.
"They're not so big and floppy. Also… I guess I feel a little weird never looked at another girl this way before."