"Not too hard, Barb!" Sharon cautioned. "Do it easy at first, okay?"
"Sure!" The blonde gripped Sharon's waist with both hands and began forcing the fake cock into the opening. It slipped in without any effort, and it made her own cunt tingle to watch the big cannon disappear into her friend's pussy.
"Oh, God, Barb! Jesus! Oh, wow!Uuunnnggghhh!"
"It's going in!" Barb squealed. "It's going in! Uuunnnggghhh! There! It's all the way in! Feel it?"
"God, Yes! Oh, do it, Barby! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, Lord! Aaarrrggghhh!"
"Get the camera going, Chuck," Allan ordered, stepping out of the way. "We want some good shots of this."
Barb's big tits swayed and bounced as she lunged her hips forward, penetrating Sharon's creamy cunt with the fake dick. "Ungh… ungh!"
"Ooohhh, Jesus, Barb!" Sharon shrieked. "I can't believe it! Aaaggghhh! Oh, God! Uuunnnggghhh! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She was backing onto the pole, making her heavy tits slap together as the ecstasy of the piercing staff drove her frantic. "Barby! Oh, God! Give it to me! All of it!"
"You've…got… it… kid!" Barb grunted. "Ungh…ungh! Christ, Can you hear that? Your cunt's making wet sounds!"
The two naked males in the room licked their lips continuously as they watched the girls fuck. But even the excitement of the scene couldn't raise their cocks to full erection. They were drained.
"Barb! Oh, God! Pump it! Like I did to you!"
"I… am! Ungh… ungh! It's making me hot, too! Jeez! Isn't this wonderful? Uuunnnggghhh!"
"Grab my titties!" Sharon shouted. "Grab 'em! Bend over and grab 'em! Jjjeeezzz!"
Barb bent over and rested her heavy tits on Sharon's bare back. Then she reached under the girl, gripped her boobs, and began kneading them gently as she plunged the shaft into the creamy tunnel.
Allan's eyes were glassy. He grabbed his limp shaft and squeezed it while he watched the girls fuck. If he could only get it hard, he would get up behind Barb and jam his pole into that beautiful asshole. But as much as he fondled his tool, it wouldn't get stiff.
"Sharon!" Barb panted. "Tell me when you're going to come! I'll give it to you good then! Uuunnnggghhh! Oh, Jesus! This damn thing is making me come again! Oh, God, Sharon!"
"Bang it!" Sharon shrieked. "Pump it! Pump it! Oh, God!" The thick tool was exciting her beyond belief. Her cunt was tingling and tickling and she could even feel the thrill in her asshole and nipples. "Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Fuck me, Barby! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ffffuuuccckkk mmmeee!"
"I'M coming, Sharon!" Barb sobbed. "I can't help it! I can't hold it!Oh, come! Aaaggghhh!"
"Nnnooowww!" Sharon screamed, hunching her cunt on the hard pole as orgasm ripped through her body. "Oh, My God! Wwwhhhuuunnnggg!"
Barb sank against Sharon's back and gasped for breath. They were both trembling and twitching with orgasmic bliss. The blonde's chest was still heaving as she slowly rose up and slithered the fake cock from Sharon's dripping twat.
"That was just terrific, girls," Allan said happily. "Why don't you both go take a douche and put your clothes on? It's about time we were getting upstairs for dinner."
While Allan helped Barb with the dildo, Sharon eased off the bed and slipped into the bathroom. She was still quivering as she peed, then wiped her gash carefully. The thing with Barb had been a soul-searing experience, and her mind was still spinning. It seemed impossible that she should enjoy doing that with the girl, but she did!
What's happening to me? she thought as she stood up and flushed the toilet. What in the hell am I doing? God! I'm… I'm almost a whore!
When she stepped out, Barb took her place in the bathroom. Sharon saw that Allan and Chuck had started to dress and she walked over to the dresser for her clothes.
"Are you going to tell Ruth about Barb, Allan?" Sharon asked as she pulled her panties up her legs.
"Sure. Why not?" He buckled his belt and picked up his shoes and socks. "Ruth knows that we have to have these pictures. She won't mind. Did you ask Barb to stay for dinner?"
"No, I didn't." Sharon slipped her bra on and cupped her tits into it. "Would it be all right?"
"Hell, yes!" He turned to his son. "C'mon, Chuck. Let me put my shoes on, then let's get those shots in the darkroom. We'll get 'em developed this evening."
Barb came out of the bathroom after they had disappeared through the other door. She glanced around quickly, then hurried over to Sharon, grinning happily. "God!" she whispered. "Wasn't that fantastic?"
"Yeah." Sharon was reluctant to admit how she felt about it. "You'd better get dressed now. Allan says you can stay for dinner."
"Hey, that's great! I'll just stay here 'til the movie's supposed to be over, then go on home."
"I guess it's okay." Sharon paused to watch Barb get into her panties and bra. "You really liked sucking Chuck's cock, didn't you?"
"I sure did. God! I want him to fuck me so bad, it hurts!"
"How about Allan? Do you think you can handle his cock?"
Barb smiled impishly as she stepped into her skirt. "You bet I can! I just wish he'd ask me!"
"Everybody ready?" Allan asked as they came out of the darkroom. The girls nodded. "Good. I want to thank you both for those pictures. They mean a lot to us. Believe me!" He walked over to them. "Maybe we could all get together again sometime, huh? Are your parents strict, Barb?"
"Oh, no! Not at all. I can go out any time I want to."
"That's fine." He ushered them out through the red door. "Chuck, catch the lights, will you?"
As they walked up the stairs and down the hallway, Sharon thought to herself, And just think. A couple of days ago, I was as pure as the driven snow. Well, almost.
"Let's go in the kitchen, girls," Allan said when they reached the front of the house. "I want Barb to meet the rest of the family."
Ruth and Patty were busy preparing dinner when they walked in. Ruth's eyebrows went up with surprise when she saw the new girl.
"Ruth, this is Barb White, a friend of Sharon's," Allan said. "She's, ahhh, joined our group. We were just downstairs taking some pictures."
Sharon noticed immediately that the woman was trying to control her temper as she smiled grimly and greeted Barb. Then Ruth looked at her husband with flashing eyes.
"Allan, we've discussed this before," Ruth said, her voice icy. "We weren't going to get anyone else involved. Remember?"
"It's all right, honey," Allan said, ignoring her anger. "Barb's a good kid. She understands. She's not going to tell anybody about it, are you, Barb?"
"Oh, Jeez, no! I've already promised!"
Ruth shrugged with exasperation. "All right. It's too late now to get upset about it. Dinner's almost ready. Why don't you girls set the table in the dining room?"
All through dinner, no one said a word about the room downstairs. Barb was asked a few questions about her family, they discussed vacations, and there were a few more jokes about Sharon's mother's honeymoon. When they were finished, Allan said that he and Chuck were going to go downstairs to develop the last pictures they had taken.
"I'll help you with that, dear," Ruth said. "Chuck's too slow. We've got a lot of orders to fill, you know. You kids can clean up the dishes, then go sort the letters in our room."
"Aw, Jeez," Chuck said sullenly. "Do we have to? That takes so dam long. I wanted to watch TV tonight."
"Well, that's too bad, young man," Ruth said. "You've been putting it off for a week. Now, I want all the crank letters thrown out, and I want you to put the ones that want pictures in alphabetical order. It shouldn't take you more than a couple of hours."
"Don't throw away any of the pictures, though," Allan warned. "We may want to send those to somebody else. Chuck, go get our pills, will you? I think we're going to need them."
The boy got up and went into the kitchen and returned with a small plastic bottle. He shook out a capsule for his father and one for himself, and they chased them with water.