"Damn, that’s nice!" Lon grunted, cupping a globular breast in each hand. "Okay, ride me! Milk out a load!" Sally flashed out a smile and started posting — no doubt she wanted him to be noisy and graphic about his comments — and maybe, if he felt like it, he would…
Chapter 44
Posted: March 25, 2009 - 07:10:11 pm
Beth relaxed on her bed, listening to the rhythmic noises coming from the living room while rubbing Terence’s back; Lon and Sally weren’t noisy like Teela and Rick — although they could certainly be intense! Terence had gotten her past eight orgasms before his own arousal got control of him and he pumped his seed into her; now, she was keeping him from feeling too tired to go another round later by massaging out the kinks… "Sweetie, when do you have to be home? We kind of goofed up, so I really need for you to stay and do me again…"
"Huh?" Terence grunted, half asleep. "Howcum?"
"You were supposed to do my ass, remember? If Mistress finds out you didn’t…"
"We could just tell her…"
"I’d rather be able to prove it, if you don’t mind," Beth replied. "I’m kind of hoping to get Lonnie and Sally to witness things, you know? I hate to just blow Mistress off — it sets a bad precedent." She rubbed his hard buttocks, "Besides, you don’t have any problem doing my ass, do you? There’s no need to last a hundred years — just enjoy yourself and give me a cum enema…"
"Yeh," Terence grinned. "I can do that…"
"Good!" Beth replied. "Just relax and build up your strength; when the time comes, I’ll suck you if you need it…"
"How you doin', Babe?" Lon gasped out. Sally had developed this cycle; she came down on him, burying him deep, then slid backward a bit, then rose until his glans was wedged in her opening, and came back down — sort of a reciprocating piston cycle — or maybe a pump, considering how wet she was!
"G-good!" Sally gasped. Teela talked a lot during sex, but Sally seemed to limit herself to variations on "Uh" or "Unh" or "Mmph" or "Oh" — and loud pants, apparently, when she was doing most of the work…
"Good," Lon grunted. "I want you to get one before I do…"
"Okay," Sally pushed out, "Soon?"
"Soon," Lon nodded. It wasn’t sparkling repartee, but they were both powerfully distracted.
"Can I — ungh! — ask…" Sally gasped out.
"What?"
"My nipples…"
Lon blinked; he was already playing with them, and they were sticking out there. "What?" He wasn’t going to leave them alone…
"More?"
"More?"
"Harder…"
"Oh." He’d already been mauling them, tugging and twisting, more or less gently — so he bore down on them, pinching…
"Yes!" Sally gasped. It was painful, but more of an itch — the kind that demanded more scratching. And it added to her pleasure. "Please!"
It seemed like abuse — but Lon found it didn’t bother him, especially since he’d been asked to deliver it. He stepped up the intensity, crushing the tissues between his fingers while he tugged and twisted. Sally’s eyes got wild and she started panting loudly; Lon could see the approach of her peak on her face and started slamming up into her. "AAAUUUUGGGGGHHH!!!" she wailed, shaking like a leaf while another shot-glass full of her fluids drenched Lon’s crotch, "GAAAAAWWWDD!!!"
"Awright, lie back! I’m gonna finish!" Lon directed, pushing her backward. Sally did the best she could to get onto her back before he climbed on, pushing her knees up and out, and leaning on them while he speared himself into her. Lon couldn’t explain why he had to do things this way with her; the urgency just came upon him and would not be denied! Besides, she liked it — he KNEW she did — it was there in her face when he mounted her! He set up a pounding attack whose sole purpose was to assuage his need to flood her vagina…
It didn’t take long — but then he’d been close before. He ground himself against her while his cock gouted; Sally cooed and caressed everything within reach while smiling happily, her eyes glowing. "Damn, that’s good!" he grunted.
"I loved it!" Sally exclaimed, barely stopping herself from using the word again, this time applying it to Lon. Was he ready for that? Was she? It sure felt like it…
Lon caught the hesitation and wondered, but confined himself to grinning, "I did, too!" He levered himself up and stepped back, letting Sally stretch out.
From the door, a voice murmured, "It’s your job to clean him up, Sally — don’t you think?" Beth stood there, eyes twinkling. "It’s tradition, kind of. You know how, right?"
"Uh huh!" In a flash, Sally was up on her knees, sucking and licking at their collected juices. Lon, surprised, settled in to enjoy the oral attention while Beth wandered up.
Beth shook her head. "Do you squirt EVERY time? My bed’s wet, my carpet’s wet…"
"I’m sorry!" Sally replied between licks and kisses. "I guess I do, when…"
Beth smiled. "Well, whatever. I’ll bring you a towel. I came out to handle some things that we forgot though … Remember what your mother said, Lonnie?"
"Oh, yeah," Lon nodded, thinking about it. "You fucked up, didn’t you?"
"With Terence? Yes," Beth agreed. "I was kind of hoping that the pair of you would, like, witness the make-up…"
Lon nodded. "Think that’s gonna be good enough?"
"I guess that’s up to you," Beth replied candidly.
"What’s this?" Sally asked.
"Beth was supposed to get anal sex from Terence — at least the first time," Lon explained.
"Oh, yeah."
"Will it be all right with you guys if he does it now?" Beth asked. "If you don’t think so, I’ll just take the punishment — but it was a heat of the moment thing…"
"And we caused it," Lon added. "I’m cool. You don’t have to at all, in fact…"
"I don’t think passing is a good idea," Beth shook her head. "A little scheduling problem is one thing, but flat out disobedience…"
"Okay," Lon agreed, "What about the other thing?"
Beth turned to Sally. "Do you want your pussy licked?" She smirked. "Probably a lot of good stuff in there…"
Sally flashed a look at Lon, "I, uh, dunno…"
"We’re gonna OD, here," Lon opined. "Let’s take an option on a future date — some day when she’s all skanky with a couple of loads of cum, so you can feel slutty getting her off…" He grinned widely.
"Lonnie!" Beth exclaimed, grinning back, "You DO know how to make a slut happy! Done! Let me go get that towel…"
Five minutes later, they were watching from close-up as Terence, with great ceremony, inserted his seven-plus inches in Beth’s ass. "Does it hurt?" Sally asked, wide-eyed.
"It all depends upon your level of preparation," Beth gasped, as Terence started moving slowly in and out of her rectum. "Fast and hard, with no preparation, it feels like you’re being torn in half, or stabbed. Slow and easy, with a little lube, and it can be quite pleasant. I cum this way…"
"No kidding?"
"No kidding." Beth took a breath; Terence had a BIG cock… "What do you know about enemas, Sweetie?"
"Um, not a lot — why?" Sally asked.
"It comes under the heading of preparation. How would you like to have to clean Lonnie up after he’s been in your ass — like you did just now?"
"OH!" Sally was bug-eyed.
Beth grinned over her shoulder at the younger woman. "It’ll happen — but you can learn to shift the odds with an occasional enema…" She closed her eyes and sucked in a breath, her face starting to display her pleasure. "That’s it, Sweetie — go ahead and work it, I’m set now. If it gets too lose, swat me on the ass and I’ll tighten up. Enjoy yourself! Shoot a load up my colon! Make my ass drip white goo!" She started backing into Terence’s strokes.