Rick grinned. "Coming, Beth!"
Candace wanted to say something — wanted to stop Rick — wanted to punish Beth for her temerity in asking to be serviced — but she couldn’t; too much of her energy was being taken by Terence as he pushed her inch by inch toward orgasm. His cock was pistoning into her like a slide-hammer, and her body wasn’t answering her mind — it was busy clutching the big black football jock, raising her ass so he had a direct shot into her now-quaking depths. A fabric of sparks floated before her eyes and she wailed, "Yeah, Honey! Do Mama! Fuck Mama good!"
Terence glanced up at Lon, but he was grinning tensely while hauling Beth deep onto the root of his cock. "She’s everybody’s Mama, apparently," Lon chuckled. "She always talks like that when she gets carried away…" Then he hunched and went glassy-eyed — and Beth’s throat started working!
That was about the hottest thing Terence had ever seen! His balls crawled up and he knew he didn’t have much time left, so he went nuts…
"AAAWWWW, FUUUUUUUCKKKK!!!! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Candace clutched herself to her big black lover until he was carrying her, riding an orgasm that turned into two when his cock started spewing inside her. "Cum, Honey, cum! Fill Mama up! Ah, SHIT, that’s good!"
Meanwhile, Rick slid his cock home into Beth’s pussy. Beth grunted, but she was still sucking and swallowing Lon’s semen. Nonetheless, she backed into Rick, letting him know that his cock was welcome; he set up a solid stroke and started enjoying himself, knowing the woman whose hips were under his hands was, too.
Jean looked up, eyes glassy — people were having a gay old time over by the pool table … She took in Rick making his insertion into Beth peripherally, but the storm in her vagina had her primary attention. Damian had finished making her conform to his girth and was sliding his cock in and out of her depths at a pace that was just fast enough and just slow enough to find every nerve ending in her vagina on every pass. He was still cueing on her, but it was becoming more difficult; she was turning pink and grunting and straining and clutching at him, apparently requesting more and more. He stepped things up, but that frayed his control — not that it mattered, ultimately. Jean’s head started slamming back and forth; she started grunting a whispered, "Yes … Yes … Yes…" and she went cherry red from her hairline to the tips of her pointed nipples — then she exploded, "HUUUUUUUUNNNNHHHHH!!!!!!" and threw herself against Damian, trying to crawl up his cock from below! Damian lost it, spewing cum into her while she moaned, "Oh, God! Oh, God!" and clasped herself to him, pulsing and humping.
Toby was feeling those signals that told him that orgasm was fast approaching. Louise was rocking under him, puffing and panting and occasionally moaning, "Oh, Baby!" Could he get her there again? He wasn’t sure; things were getting unpredictable, and this was his first cum of the day, anyway … He tried slowing down, but that made things worse; he could feel things more intensely, something that would get in his way if he was going to finish Louise again … He sped back up, then picked up the pace further. Louise’s eyes widened. "You gonna cum, Baby?" she asked.
"Soon…" He nodded, teeth gritted as he hammered her crotch.
"How long … Oh, fuck! Never mind … Fuck, Baby, fuck! Cum, Baby, cum! Oh, SHIT! Oh, BABY! FUCK MEEEE!!!" Louise went wild under him again, inside and out. Toby slowed down a bit, largely because Louise was all over the place — and the feel of her pussy as it clutched his cock brought him beyond control!
"HRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!" he grunted as he smashed himself against her and held himself there while his cock bulged and spurted. Louise, in collapse from the orgasm just finished, rubbed his shoulders, murmuring and cooing while her twat pulsed in the aftermath.
Lon had staggered back from Beth and settled on a couch arm to catch his breath; he wasn’t in the way of Damian or Jean at that point, since they had basically collapsed against one another in the aftermath of their completion. Beth dropped onto her elbows, taking Rick’s pounding attack with a series of grunts, "Mmph … Mmph … Mmph…" — but she was smiling.
Terence rolled over, taking Candace with him so he wouldn’t mash her flat. That put Candace in a prime position to see Rick and Beth … She thought about saying something, but dismissed the idea; Rick got pissy when you got between him and what he was doing — especially when what he was doing was fucking Beth… "There are sodas and stuff in the fridge in the mini-bar, everybody — be sure and charge up while we wait for Rick to get his rocks off…" Rick looked up and glared, but several others laughed.
Chapter 28
Posted: March 06, 2009 - 07:57:43 pm
Damian levered himself up off of Jean and she immediately grabbed a couch pillow to cover her face with. "What’s wrong?" he grunted.
"I’m so embarrassed," Jean replied, her voice muffled by the pillow. "I acted like a total slut…"
"Oh." Wasn’t she supposed to? Damian sighed and got up. "Want something to drink?"
"Okay. Sprite or something?" Jean’s voice sounded choked.
Damian headed for the mini-bar, idly watching Rick plow Beth. She was getting into it — you could tell by the things she was saying — calling Rick Baby and Sweetie and such…
"Get up," Terence grunted. He was thirsty, too…
Candace, straddling him, asked, "Why? You’re still hard…"
And you’re greedy, aren’t you? Terence thought, As well as being bossy and havin a big head… ' "I’m thirsty."
"Oh, all right…" Candace climbed off Terence and slid down off the table. "So," she asked Toby, who was using the table edge for support as he got up, "How’s our newest female member?"
"I had fun," Toby replied, smiling down at Louise.
"Shit, so did I!" Louise exclaimed. "Don’t feel like you’ve got to do without while I’m around!"
Damian appeared around the corner of the table and waved a hand at his mother to shush her, then turned to Toby. "Jean was fine, during, but I think she’s fucked up now…"
Toby grimaced. Louise lifted a hand. "Help me up — I’ll go with you." Toby hauled on her, almost overbalancing, but he braced against the table while Louise got her legs under her, then the trio headed for the couch.
Terence, at the mini-bar, selected a soda and asked, "Want anything?"
Candace, watching Beth and Rick with a mildly irritated expression, murmured, "A coke, I guess."
Beth was on her knees and elbows, puffing, moaning, "Oh, Baby! That’s it! Yes! Yes!" Rick was grinning from ear to ear as he continued to stroke.
Terence grimaced — what the fuck was that bitch Candace’s problem? She seemed to be Hell bent on keeping Beth from having any fun … He brought back the soda to Candace and turned to watch Beth and Rick enjoying themselves. "I don’t get it."
"What?" Candace eyed him.
"Why are you on Beth’s case? Doesn’t she have enough problems?"
"What do you mean? What problems?" Candace demanded.
"Well, she’s big … of the three of you…" Terence shrugged.
Candace sighed. "Part of it is personal — you wouldn’t be here if she hadn’t fucked up. But part of it is my job, sort of. You see, she likes being bossed around — and I like doing it. So I’m sort of her keeper…"
"But you have to mess with her?"
"It’s part of the deal. If I don’t make her do things she doesn’t want to — or at least challenge her — then I’m not in control…"
Terence stood there watching, poker-faced. "She sucks a helluva mean dick, from what I saw…"