"You going to talk all night?" Marianne asked him with a taunting look in her eyes. "You only going to talk about it, or are you going tort busy and fuck me?"
He responded. He answered her by going after her with a wild fury. His cock battered against her cunt while he pulled and tugged her knockers in his caressing, squeezing hands. He caught her nipples beneath his thumbs and wiled them in a frenzied determination to make her feel every shiver that ran through his body. He kissed her again, his tongue forcing her own back into her mouth, then claiming her. He tongued and sucked on her wide, sensuous lips. His hands pawed roughly at the wildly rolling tits. His cock drove deeper and deeper into her pussy as she shuddered in heat. The brunette wrapped her legs up over his waist and hugged him to herself, aiding his ass as it hunched his cock furiously into her oozing cunt. Her arms were around him, fingers teasing over his body. Marianne rolled and hunched beneath him. She joined the rhythm of the fuck as they seemed about to roll off the couch in their intensity.
"Mmmmmm!" she pushed beneath him.
"Ooohhh," he moaned as he fucked harder and faster.
Theft bodies became almost a blur of motion. They groped over tits and nipples and ears and shoulders. They balled roughly. They fucked frantically, bodies trembling with surging desire.
Sheri realized the writer had gotten her bra unhooked and was thumbing her nipples into fiery hardness. She reached a hand behind her and squeezed in between ass and cock. She caressed the rigid prick and swung her ass invitingly against it. Her tits rolled and thrust in lush pleasure at his touch. She turned her head enough to be able to kiss him, to suck his tongue into her mouth and taste of its passion. The blonde shuddered with a waning need to join Marianne. She wished, the couch were large enough for her to slip down beside her friend and let this man fuck her at the same wild tempo as Roy was laying it into the brunette. The writer sensed her need and opened his pants to let her get his bare cock beneath her fingers. She felt along its warm shaft while she listened to the groans from the couch. She could hear the sucking of pussy over Roy's rampaging pecker. She could hear the soft slap of their bodies with each great thrust of his cock.
She stood in frozen passion watching Marianne plunge into her orgasm. The voluptuous body seemed to stand still for a moment before erupting into its passionate heaves of rapture. The blonde gasped at the beauty of their merging bodies. They both were glowing as they writhed in ecstasy. The ferocity of the fuck was gone. In its place was a more gentle yet more thorough screwing. Roy's cock rammed deep into the black-haired cunt, burying itself to the hilt and remaining a moment to taste the depths of the pussy before drawing back for one more equally sensuous trip along the pulsating cunt-walls. Their shoulders shook with enjoyment. Their entire bodies seemed to be tingling on the brink of a final explosion. They gasped and moaned as Roy fucked her harder once more. His cock was erupting inside Marianne's satiny cunt. His cum was being unloaded into her voluptuous body. Sheri shook in sympathetic passion as she saw them drain the last of their ecstasy, then slowly and dreamily relax in each other's arms.
The blonde was panting. Her pussy glowed and stung. The sight of the fuck made her hornier than she could ever remember. She clamped her hands over the writer's prick and shoved her ass into him roughly. She wanted to feel his cock! She wanted to be relieved of this burning inside her. She needed to be fucked. She was panting as though Roy had been greasing her up for the last fifteen minutes. She wanted a man's meat in her cunt.
"Mmmmmm," she sighed as he dropped one hand from her tits and fingered her cunt. "Oh yes. Feel me up. Please feel me up."
He got a leg between her thighs and brought it up to her cunt while his hand pressed the material of her skirt against her pussy. She shuddered with exquisite delight in his arms as she felt the great pulsing throbs of his prick. Her panties felt wet from the seeping moisture of her anxious cunt. Sheri twisted her shoulders back and forth to increase the thrills that ran through her tits from his sensuous massage.
"Roy had the right idea," he muttered into her ear. "When you see a piece of tail you like, don't just mess around. Go after it!"
"So what are you waiting for?" the blonde panted back at him. "You want an engraved invitation?"
"I want to fuck you," he answered. "I want to get into that sweet pussy and screw the living shit out of you."
"Talk! Talk! Talk!" Sheri protested. "Let's have a little more action."
She shuddered in delight as he responded to her taunts. His teeth bit into her neck as he pushed her into the back of a heavy chair. She caught herself against the back and let him bend her body against it. She felt his hands pull her hose and panties down her thighs. The young blonde was panting in anticipation by the time he got her pussy exposed. He must have dropped his pants at the same time, because it was bare skin that came up beneath her raised skirt. His cock rammed between her thighs and probed upward until its head found the soft lips of her pussy. He held her hips as he shoved his hard prick into her fuck-hole. She let her weight drop onto the luscious-feeling pecker, holding herself on the chair back while he began pumping the cock into her cunt with long, slow thrusts.
"Ohhh," he gasped. "Damn if you don't have the sweetest pussy I ever found. So soft and gentle. Too bad my cock feels so mean and rough. That sweet cunt is more than I can take without getting rough."
"You hear me complaining?" she asked.
Damn him! Why apologize for getting horny?
Shit! Stop apologizing, she wanted to say, until you've done something to apologize for. She would have said it aloud except for the sudden shuddering passion that shook her. He had begun fucking her in earnest. His cock was white heat as it lunged angrily through her pussy. His hands clawed over her tits until she thought they would grow another two inches tonight. She gasped with the delicious agony he sent through her body. Her ass swung slowly from side to side, making for greater pleasure along the length of his ecstatic cock.
"Mmmmmm," she sighed in delight. "Ooohhh, ride me. Ride me, man! Ride my tail! Fuck me!"
Sheri suddenly realized that she didn't even know his name. She had paid no attention to it when they were introduced. Were they even introduced? She couldn't remember that either. So what? Shit! He was giving her a hell of a fuck. He was fucking her in a different way than she'd ever screwed before. What the hell did his name matter? She kept telling herself that, but kept having that nagging curiosity. It made the fuck just a little more exotic, the fact that she didn't even know who he was.
"Yeah!" he growled from behind her. "That's sure a hell of a pussy you walk around with. Ahhhhh, it's driving me crazy. What a wild little cunt. Ohhhhhh!"
He panted and groaned. He gasped and groped. His cock drove into her unit with ever-greater intensity. His hands worked on her tits with renewed adoration. Sheri shivered with each long thrust of the sweet prick into her fuck-hole. Her pussy was sucking at the luscious length of meat. Rippling spasms ran through her cunt. Her entire body was shuddering as her emotions surged higher and higher. He dropped one hand from her tits and pressed against her pussy just above where his cock was buried in her. He slowly worked a finger along the top of his rampaging pecker until it was inside her cunt and pressing her clit into delirious sensations of exquisite passion.
"Ooohhh," she moaned, her voice becoming a wail of demand. "Oh, get me, get me, get me! Fuck me! Ride me! Ohhhhh, Lord that's great! What a fuck! Come on! Fuck me before I die! Shoot it to me, baby! Unload into me! OOHHH!"