Fernando was sweating with the effort to penetrate her asshole. He gripped her hips in his hands and pushed steadily forward with his entire weight. As he looked down at the stretched skin of her ass and the widely parted crack of her ass, Fernando could see the shaft of his cock bending under the pressure. As he watched in fascination, Fernando saw the very tip of his wide cock disappear from view, absorbed and swallowed by the small rubber ring that he was trying to penetrate. He stopped for a moment and then shifting his position, moved forward once more. He strained the muscles of his hips and more of his cock disappeared into her asshole. Now the entire head was firmly entrenched in her rectum and he felt as if a giant hand were clenching at the tip of his cock.
Feeling the head of his cock slide into her body, Marie renewed her efforts to relax her sphincter. She could feel the tissues of her anus stretch wide to accommodate his girth, and she almost cried out in her pleasure as the wild sensations filled her body. Wanting to feel more of him inside her ass, Marie wiggled her hips and rear back on the pole that was being shoved relentlessly into her ass. It was easier than it was with Robert, and she felt the shaft of his cock moving into her asshole.
As her sphincter relaxed, Jim's body bolted forward, his length sliding into her body in a rush. His loins slapped against the stretched skin of her upraised buttocks. He relaxed for a moment, breathing hard from his efforts to shove himself into her asshole. Still gripping her hips tightly in his hands, Jim started to pull and push at her body as he moved his own hips forward and backward. His cock was now sliding in and out easily. The tightness of her rectum squeezed him as he moved his prick into her rectum and up her rear channel until the head touched the opening of her bowels. The sensual feelings that her rectum imparted to his hot flesh were almost too much for Jim to take, He gritted his teeth and fought for control as he rammed in and out of her body. He knew that he couldn't keep this pace up for very long and would soon come, splashing his hot seed deep in her wriggling buttocks.
Filled and re-filled again and again by Fernando, Marie felt the spasm of new delight creep up her body and cover her. She was riding back with her hips, shoving as hard as she could as Fernando surged forward, burying his prick in her nether hole. She was about to spasm out her delight and have a tremendous orgasm. She knew this because of the sensations that were building steadily throughout her body.
Hardly able to contain his racing emotions, Fernando threw his body over Marie's, his hand reaching for her breasts and squeezing them hard, his fingers plucking at her standing nipples. Using her small breasts as handles, Fernando pulled and pushed her body forward and back as he rammed his meat into her. In order to bring her greater pleasure, Fernando slipped one hand down her tightly contorting belly until his fingers ploughed through the sparse hair surrounding her pubis and into the wide slit of her cunt. In desperation he sought her slit and finding it, worked his fingers across the tender meat, rubbing it hard in a small circular motion. Sweat poured down his face as Fernando felt the sensations of his body build toward the crest of emotion. He let himself slide toward the edge. With a grunting cry, Fernando went over the crest, his balls pumping out their juices hot and heavy. Fernando held himself tight against Marie's body as his seed flowed in jetting spurts into her body, filling her rectum and splashing against her bowels.
The splash of his hot seed into the very depths of her bowels jolted Marie into an orgiastic climax that she felt would never stop; she had hurtled toward it when Fernando had started rubbing her sensitive clit in small circles. She spasmed long and hard, her body contorting with her efforts. It had never been like this before – it was longer, warmer, and better. As she felt the spurts of hot come lessen, she relaxed and sank down to the seat, stretching out as best she could, letting the muscles of her legs and belly unloosen and becoming enveloped with the warm flowing heat of the descending climax.
Breathing hard, Fernando sank down with her, trying to keep his deflating prick strongly embedded in her asshole. The muscles of her rectal channel were involuntarily contracting and expanding, applying a strong but gentle grip to his shrinking cock. He had never felt anything as good as this and the germ of an idea started to form in his mind. As the idea solidified and took a more definite shape, Fernando became more convinced that he had found the answer to his artistic problems.
Pounding down, Robert Olsen thrust his cock, long and hot, into the gaping channel that Alice pushed at him heavily. They were rising together toward a climax that promised to leave them both drained, but happy.
Small sparks were flying inside Alice's brain as she thrust her hips upward to meet the descending plunge of Robert's body. His large, full cock was expanding and pushing aside the delicate tissues of her cunt, but she exulted in the feeling of being filled to the brim by his hot meat. To increase the heavenly sensations, Alice rolled her body from side to side, forcing his cock to twirl and move inside her body as he rammed in and out. The small sparks that had started in her mind were now turning to balls of fire. Heat, warm and pulsing, throbbed over her body and Alice gasped out her p leasure.
Jamming the length of his meat into her body, Robert felt the come building in his balls and running through the many tubes and ducts of his body toward the shaft of his cock. It was being aided on its journey by the firm milking action of Alice's cunt as she throbbed and pulsed against him. She was tight, almost as tight as Suzanne was the very first time he fucked her. The erotic thoughts about his sister combined with the sucking action of Alice's cunt sent him charging toward orgasm and he buried his length in her cunt, reaching under her body to cup the cheeks of her ass and pull her closer to his body. His sperm jetted out of his cock, hot and wet. Robert convulsed under the weight of his body, her loins pulled tight against his by his powerful hands on her ass. She squirmed and came in hard rolling throbs, little cries of pleasure mewing and groaning in his ear.
They fell against one another, their bodies bathed in sweat, a warm glow passing over their skins. The red flush that had spread across Alice's chest and buttocks started to recede and pale as she descended from the high level of intensity on which she had been floating. They rested together, oblivious of their surroundings and the rolling countryside that slid by the window of Alice's compartment.
Slanting rays of the sun bathed the small adobe station of San Mateo in their harsh light. The evenly spaced red bricks of the platform shimmered with reflected heat. A few trees, their branches filled with green leaves, dotted the level space around the station house. People scurried into the heat from the small sliver of shade on one side of the station and stood next to the long line of coaches as they came to a hesitant halt.
Behind the station several cabs waited, their drivers waiting patiently, staying out of the mid-day heat, and confident that they would all be employed in transporting the disembarking passengers to the center of town.
In the distance, the town of San Mateo rested on the green slopes of gently rolling hills. The whites and pale pinks of the old colonial buildings wavered in the heat. In the center of the buildings, which clung tenaciously to the sides of the gently sloping hills, the great tall spire of the town's principal church pushed its turret upward toward the fluffy clouds which scudded and drifted lazily in the sky.
As Alice Martin handed her heavy bags down to the eager hands waiting on the platform, she looked at the thrusting edifice. It looked like a giant pink prick, hard and ready. She shut out the voice of the man holding her bags for a moment. Turning, she looked at the long olive-green coach that had been her home for two nights. A new way of life had opened for her within its square confines and she regretted having to leave it. With a sigh, and the firm resolve that she would seek out life where she found it, she turned and followed the struggling porter who headed toward one of the parked cabs. She wanted to be an artist, but she knew that she wanted more. She had experienced the thrill of sex and her body was now alive with new feelings. As she walked she knew that she could be whatever she wanted, but first she had to be a woman and find love, the natural extension of sex. She wouldn't turn away from sex, but would embrace it and try to plumb its depths for a greater meaning of her new-found womanhood. She smiled at the driver as she stepped into the taxi and handed the waiting porter a crumpled bill.