He joined her in the shower. His great prick stood upright as the water sprayed them. Sheri could not keep her eyes off the magnificent tool. Damn! It came up higher than his navel, well higher. She had a fleeting temptation to try to find a ruler and measure the damn thing. It was as thick through as anything she'd ever laid eyes on, too. It was one marvelous piece of meat. Sheri grasped it as they showered and pumped it with both hands. Its huge throbs sent chills of expectation running trough her body. She leaned over and took the great head in her mouth, sucking lightly as it lunged up and blocked her throat. She had to lift her head quickly in self-preservation.
"Careful," he warned her. "That's a lot of pecker for such a little girl. I sure don't want to choke you on it before I even get my fuck."
"I'm with you on that," she laughed.
She continued to suck it, though. She was just a bit more careful. The immense size of his cock fascinated her. Shit! This boy could make a hell of a living in porno movies. At least the blonde assumed he could. She knew he could in the ones that were made for women's eyes. She had never seen anything to match his.
Sheri had him shaking with lust by the time she turned the water off. She stepped out of the shower and held the towel for him to div her off. She stood trembling as he moved the towel over her with sensuous strokes. He dried her neck and shoulders, then went over her back. The towel came around and over her tits. Now he was panting as he dried them slowly and lovingly. His hands moved as though he were afraid of damaging her boobs.
"They won't break," she laughed. "Go ahead, rub them harder. I promise you they won't break." He looked up at her sheepishly and caught them in the towel. He rotated tern in small, tight circles until she felt them swell with anticipation. The nap of the towel sent tingles through her nipples as the buttons hardened. He smiled at her, his breath coming rapidly from his excitement, and dropped the towel down to her hips. He massaged her hips into glowing ecstasy, then ran the cloth over her thighs. Pie came upwards and dried her pussy as though it were the finest porcelain. She was trembling as he finished her legs and handed her the towel so she could use it on him.
"No," he told her, as she started to replace the moist towel with a fresh one. "I want the one that has you all over it. I want the moisture from your luscious body rubbed all over me… want our water to mingle like we're going to be merged in a few minutes."
Sheri stood a moment and looked into his eyes. She leaned against him and kissed him while her tits rubbed against his chest and the mammoth cock pressed into her abdomen. She dried his hair with brisk strokes, then slowed to long, sensuous movements as she dragged the towel across his shoulders and chest. She dried his back and ass, letting her hands tease between his thighs so that they brushed suggestively against his balls. She watched the way the boy trembled from her play and responded with even more delicious taunting movements. She stepped behind him and let her tits melt into his hands as she reached round him and worked along his thighs. She continued to come up and barely meet his cock, then drop back down his legs. She knelt down and finished his legs, then came slowly and teasingly back upward until finally she reached that fantastic length of cock. She played about it until she could hear his gasps, then grabbed it beneath the towel and pumped frantically.
"Ohhhhh!" he panted. "Ohhhh, don't do that! Damn! Lady, you do that and I'm going to pour it into the towel instead of you!"
Sheri stood up and tossed the towel aside. "Then get with it, man!" she demanded. "If you can think of a better place to put it, then get cracking."
He lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed. The fact that Marianne was casually lounging against her pillows, eating a candy bar, didn't concern them at all. The magnificent stud and the luscious blonde were interested only in each other and in the fuck they had been promising all night. He laid her on the bed and climbed over her. His knees came between her legs as he began nibbling along her shoulders, then slowly down her chest. He changed from teeth to lips as he came to her lunging tits. His lips kissed softly and teasingly around each jug, then sucked at each nipple until it was shaking with readiness. His hand was at her crotch, shoving his finger up her pussy in slow, sensuous strokes. Sheri's clit vibrated wildly at the stimulation. Her pussy was flooding down her thighs as she throbbed with desire for him to get his wonderful prick into her cunt.
"I want it!" she pleaded. "I want it to stretch me wide. I want it in me down and fuck the hell out of me. Please, get it in there. I want more than a skinny finger. I want that great, wide prick!"
She cried out in anguish and ecstasy as he brought the massive head against her slit and lunged it into the mouth of her cunt. He lodged the head into her hole, then shoved roughly to bury the heavy shaft in the soft, golden hairs of her pussy. Sheri looked down it the exciting view. It did look like a phone pole. It looked even more like one as she saw it buried in her. She felt the immense size, felt her cunt stretched once more by that fabulous cock. He began to pump slowly. She gasped with the delirious thrill. She writhed in the fantastic agony of his cock-size. She throbbed and trembled with the force of his fuck. Her body lay yielding and submissive to his driving passion. The blonde could hardly respond to him. She was too paralyzed with rapture to fuck back. She could only lie panting beneath him as he fucked them both toward oblivion. She was a shuddering mass of erotic sensation as he plowed her thoroughly.
"Ohhhh," she moaned. "Ohhhhh, you're killing me. Keep killing me, baby. I want to die with that marvelous cock in me. Ohhhhhh!"
"Maybe I ought to take it easy," he gasped. "Maybe I ought to go easy on you. Damn it, I can't. You're too beautiful. My cock's been dreaming of getting this pussy all night. If Steven hadn't gotten you first, I'd have had you early at the party. I was about to come over for you when he started feeling you up. I stood there and went crazy, I was so horny for you. Ohhhhh, what a sweet little pussy! I just hope I don't tear it."
He didn't act like he was that worried. The cock drove with increasing fury at her. The blonde lay back in shuddering splendor as he fucked himself toward his climax. Sheri had been flooding her cum for some time. Actually, she was going trough her second orgasm, only they sort of ran together. She lay back, the room swirling about her, his massive cock the only reality to her as it rammed harder and harder into her cunt. She heard him gasp as the hot turn began to flow into her hole. She felt him shake with terrible passion and unload into her cunt.
She looked at Marianne now, a question in her eyes. The big brunette nodded and smiled. "Yes," she said. "You were asleep by the time he finished. Poor boy was frightened for a moment. He was afraid he'd killed you with his fuck. I made him listen to your breathing. That convinced him. He must have been almost as tired as you. As soon as he was sure you were okay, he dropped beside you and flaked out just as completely."
"I thought I'd never get him awake this morning," she continued. "I finally had to sit there and pump his cock until it was ready to fuck whether he woke up or not. I finally, got him awake enough to get in the bed with me. Honey, you sure found us one hell of a stud. I'm still glowing from him. That's more cock than I've ever taken in me, and I've taken an awful lot of prick in my time."
Sheri smiled, remembering the sensation of the great cock in her cunt. She rubbed her pussy a moment, then laughed at the brunette. She slipped to the bath for a quick refreshing shower. That might help, she thought. That might help her wake up. She was still trembling as she remembered all the cock she had taken in the last twenty-four hours.