Nothing mattered any more to Abigail, nothing but Tony's cock. She licked slow, big circles around the cock-head. Using just the tip of her pink tongue, Abigail played with the cock-meat, rubbing the clefted underside of the bulbous head before licking clown the prick-shaft. She worked slowly and delicately, savoring the taste of Tony's cock-meat as it pulsed in her hand, growing larger all the time. When she finally reached his big, hair-covered balls, Tony's prick was quivering, sticking out from his body strong and proud.
"Ummmmmmmmm!" Abigail crooned, nuzzling Tony's balls. She inhaled deeply and picked up the scent of perspiration and manly flesh. The aroma delighted her. With tender affection, she began licking his balls, tasting the saltiness of his flesh.
Tony didn't move. He didn't help Abigail and he didn't compliment her. He wanted her to know that he – and he alone – would be the one to determine when, where and how they would fuck.
"Just keep sucking," Tony said, his eyes barely open as he watched Abigail taking turns sucking on one ball, then the other. "I'll let you know if you do anything wrong."
Opening her pert, young mouth as wide as possible, Abigail managed to tuck both of Tony's balls into her mouth. She basted them with her spit, moving her tongue slowly around the hairy sac. With his balls in her mouth, Tony's cock rested against the side of her nose, the cock-head near her eye.
After she was satisfied that she had sucked his balls fully, Abigail nibbled on the shaft of his fucker, working slowly back toward the cock-head. She wanted to feel Tony's prick throbbing and jerking between her lips.
"I think you've got the best cock in the whole wide world," Abigail whispered. In her mind she had disembodied him. The cock was an entity by itself… and that was exactly as Abigail wanted it.
When she reached the spongy, reddish prick-knob, Abigail leaned back to get a better look at the pulsating pole of muscle. The cock wasn't all that long, maybe seven inches, but very thick. Like the man it belonged to, the prick looked strong and stout, even cruel, in a way.
Abigail put her hand around the cock-shaft near the base and her diamond wedding ring shone in the dim light that streamed through the tiny, steamy window in the sauna door. The ring reminded her that she was married and that made her want to suck Tony's prick all the more.
She moved over the cock, poising her beautiful face above the cock-head as she stroked the prick-meat. Her hand moved slowly, twisting and pumping at the same time. When an opaque pre-cum drop oozed from the cock-tip, her tongue lashed out like a snake's, wiping off the salty liquid.
"Mmmmmm, I like your cum," she sighed, stroking harder and faster on the cock-meat. "I didn't at first but I do now."
"Shut up and suck."
She put a smacking, wet kiss on the cock-head, then let the conical crown part her lips until she encased it with her hungry mouth. Her tongue moved of its own will, curling around the bulbous, broad cock-head, scraping off more pre-cum. She drew a vacuum around the cock-knob and her cheeks sank in, molding perfectly to the contours of the cock-meat.
Abigail's face pitched to and fro in smooth, swan-like moves as the sucked on Tony's prick. Her nipples were long and blunt, inflamed with the fiery passion of her body.
As she sucked, Abigail did something she had never done before. She reached between her spread, slender thighs and touched her pussy. At the first contact of her fingers to her cunt, the electrical sparks started flying through her. In the heated sauna, her body was intensely alive.
Cautiously at first, then with greater boldness, she caressed her cunt-lips. Before long Abigail was finger-fucking her tight, creamy cunt with two fingers while she threw the hottest blow job into Tony he had ever known.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she slurped, lavishing attention on the prick while she stroked it. Her right hand was a blur between her legs, two stiffened fingers fucking deep into her pussy.
The hotly sucking teenager was faintly aware that Tony was insulting her, calling her filthy names and telling her what kind of a slut and whore she was. Abigail didn't care. Nothing was going to bother her now that she had a fat, strong piece of cock-meat in her mouth. Her clit, coral red and oozing out the slick pussy juice, pulsed with excitement.
Abigail was in a world of her own. Her lips rolled over the wet prick, cooling it and heating it at the same time. Her fist remained pressed to her lips, wrapped tightly around the pulsing shaft of Tony's cock.
The pretty brunette's lips continued to move lower and lower on Tony's cock, the feverish need she felt to gulp down his cock giving her the ability to take the cock-head into her throat.
Tony, too, was surprised at Abigail. She wasn't the sweet, frightened, inexperienced young woman he had fucked Friday. She was a cock-sucking nymphomaniac, kneading his tantalized prick with her lips and tongue. As cum bubbled in his balls, Tony closed his eyes and tried to think of other things. The last thing he wanted was for Abigail to get him off too quickly. In his own mind, that would mean that she had somehow defeated him, and that just wouldn't do.
Abigail finger-fucked herself with wild abandon. She rubbed and caressed her clit with her thumb, adding the stimulation exactly the way she liked it best. And, with her mouth stuffed with Tony's hard cock, she gushed out her slick pussy juice. Her girl-cum spewed from her pussy, trickling down into her beating palm.
Pitching her face along the throbbing prick, Abigail pushed and pulled her hotly sucking lips over much of Tony's prick. She felt the prick leap between her lips. When the pungent blasts of thick, acrid fuck cream began spewing hotly against her tongue, she swallowed greedily, gulping the sticky cum down. She kept finger-fucking herself even after her lips and tongue had worked every drop of jism out of Tony's balls.
Only after she had gushed out her pussy juice a second time did Abigail fall backward and rest on her back, looking up at the ceiling of the sauna. The flavor of Tony's cum seemed to rock her senses.
The exhausted, satisfied teenager decided she needed a shower. Her tingling body was moist with perspiration and beads of sweat were making her long brunette hair stick to her cheeks and forehead.
"I did it," Abigail said. Her voice was soft but held a triumphant tone in it. "I finally gave a blow-job… from beginning to end."
CHAPTER TEN
Sara walked slowly through The Spa, checking out the action on both the main floor and in the basement. On the weight-lifting bench, Abigail was on her back, getting fucked hard and fast by Bill. Bernice, after having gotten ass-fucked that first time in the shower, was back again for more. When Sara looked in, Bernice was on her hands and knees, getting her asshole reamed out by Tony's thick, stout prick. At the same time, Chuck was fucking his cock deep into Bernice's mouth.
John was waiting for his turn to fuck Bernice. His prick stood out from his body and he jacked off occasionally as he watched Bernice sucking and fucking.
Since it was a beautiful day, Sara had decided to get some sun. She was dressed in her usual outfit – a white corset, white nylons, a see-through lacy white robe and white high-heeled shoes.
"It's beautiful," Sara mumbled to herself as she stepped out the rear door of The Spa.
Sitting down in the rass, Sara closed her eyes, feeling the sun warming her supple, sensual body. She spread her legs and, with her long fingernails, separated her cunt-lips, letting the sun warm her pussy.
"Yesssss!" she purred as the sun made her pussy hot. Sara could feel the need for a prick. "The sun. The beautiful sun."
Steve watched Sara through the window. For him, she was the most beautiful woman in the world. There simply wasn't any woman who could compare favorably with the extraordinary Sara Johnson.