She seemed drier, somehow, but not too dry, and the effect was to make her an even tighter fit around my prick. She began waving her legs around wildly while I held her pinned to my bucking cock and I felt the jizzum finally beginning to roil up within me in preparation for its journey into her body and ground her cunt right into my pelvis and held it there while I poured everything I had into her guts in a marvelous moment of sheer sexual delight.
I didn't wane right away and held it in her until her orgasm finally subsided… then we separated and half swam, half waded back to the beach, utterly spent. We lay down and let the warm night air wipe us gently dry and then she cuddled against me, a delicious armful, and we fell asleep there under the planets with her sweet little fingers clutching my jock and two of my fingers buried in her hole.
SEVEN
I woke up out of a crazy dream in which I was sliding down the soft throat of a huge whale, like Jonah in the Bible, to find that Francie was sucking my cock, her tousled gold head with the silver streaks bobbing up and down like the head of a huge woodpecker hard at work on a tree trunk.
The blue waters of the Gulf were bright pink in the dawn and, looking upward, I could see a few faint stars still twinkling in the lightening sky. The air was deliciously cool against the heat of the day to come, and if the sand felt grainy beneath me, the sensations Francie was beginning to evoke in my awakening prick more than made up for such a small discomfort.
I extended a hand to caress her head and let her know I was awake, and at once the sucking halted and a pair of bright green eyes peered up at me through a fringe of golden curls. She said, “At
I began lifting my rump in time with her pumpings so that, in the wild and wonderful action which followed, my cock remained constantly plunged to the hilt in her pussy, and little Francie came completely unglued in a couple of minutes, gasping for me to stop even while she got more and more athletic as her climaxes followed quick and fast, each more explosive than the other.
“I can't
But I was just beginning really to enjoy myself, and I had no intention of calling a halt even for an instant until nature had run its full course. This took a long time, thanks to the fact that my prick was still half numb with sleep, and her reactions kept getting crazier and more wonderful, as voluptuous rapture went racing through her entire body.
She had stopped begging me to let up and was now gasping, “Fuck me, Jeff… fuck me… fuck… fuck… fuck.”
Her sex sap flooded us both and ran down into my own crack and clotted the sand uncomfortably. When I couldn't stand that any more, I pulled her down close on top of me and rolled her underneath, without breaking the wonderful fucking rhythm we were enjoying. Her widespread legs began pistoning stiffly in and out as her cunt continued to bob in and out and up and down and around and around on the joystick I kept plunging in and out of her guts.
She began to toss her beautiful head spasmodically from side to side and her green eyes were glazed with the continuous climax that made her little brown body heave and roll like the waters of the Gulf in a hurricane. She began nipping at my shoulders until I had to put one hand over her mouth and this seemed to excite her even more and her cunt nipped at my cock convulsively.
It took a long time to make me come that morning, but when my jizzum finally boiled into action, it came like all of a sudden. I jammed my cock into her cunt until it felt as if the rest of me was going to follow, and let her have it as far up as it would go.
She wrapped herself around me, rolling us back and forth on the sand, still in the grip of uncontrollable passion, and I began to realize that this could well be the most exciting of all the terrific fuckings I had had since Anita claimed my virginity that memorable afternoon.
I closed my eyes and dug my toes into the sand and got on with the terrific game we were playing, oblivious like Francie to the rest of the world.
Suddenly, a pair of hands gripped my loins from behind and above me and lifted my rump in the air… and at the same time, another pair of hands dragged Francie, screaming bloody murder, right off my dong and out from under me. The next thing I knew, Darlene and Anita, playful as a pair of pumas, were rolling me over and fighting for my cock, which stood forlornly upright like a flagless flagstaff.
Anita planked her dripping cunt squarely over my open mouth and before I could check myself I had thrust my long thick tongue right up her hot-velvet coozie and was tasting the sweet-sharp taste of pussy juice again. At the same instant, Darlene impaled herself neatly on my rampant prick, forcing it all the way up into her womb and rolling herself around on my loins like a rodeo rider.
This change of cunts, in midstream as it were, proved too much for my intention to hold out, and I began to respond in kind, in Darlene with my cock and Anita with my lips and tongue as I alternately sucked at her labia and then lapped her flowing cunt.
It was crazy and not very comfortable, being ground into the sand by both of them, but once the triple play was well begun I no longer gave a damn about anything else. I had never fucked and sucked so hard in my brief experience of sex… nor was I ever to do so afterward. I hit maximum… and held there. I grabbed Anita's buttocks and churned her crotch as I sucked it… not that she needed much guiding… and rolled and thrust my own loins furiously as Darlene got things really swinging downstairs. I could feel Anita beginning to peak toward climax as she rolled her hot, creaming crotch across my lower face, and Darlene go into convulsions as my cock did its work in her roiling guts… and then I was spurting semen into her womb as if it were jet propelled. A real liftoff… for all of us.
We took a swim to clean off and then went back to the house for breakfast. After the workout we had all had, we were ravenous. Bacon and sausage and eggs and coffee never smelled so good to me in my life… and I knew that I would never settle for jogging as an appetite builder after the glorious fun we had all enjoyed. Jogging might be all right for other health nuts, but from now on I was hooked on fucking for exercise… it was a hell of a lot healthier and a hell of a lot more fun!
We were just sitting around, relaxed and naked, when the radio telephone signaled that somebody was calling the island. I answered and it was Jean, my little twelve-year-old sister. She said, “Come on over in the launch and pick us up.”
“Who's us?”
“Missie and Cousin George and me.”
When I told the girls, they looked stunned. Then Darlene jumped to her feet and said, “For Christ's sake, Jeff, take your time. Anita and Francie and I are going to have our hands full getting this place in shape.”
I took my time getting over to Baja, feeling relaxed and lazy and thinking about how much nicer it was to be naked than wearing clothes… even the shorts, shirt, and huaraches that were all I had on. I decided, when I grew up, that I was going to be a nudist and to hell with anybody who tried to stop me.
Even absorbed as I was with all the terrific things that had happened on the island, I could not help noticing that something was wrong when I made the return run. The Baja sunlight was all around us and the sea and sky were crystal clear… but in the boat there was nothing but static.
Jean sat up in the bow with her back to us, letting her legs dangle overboard, while I was alone in the stern sheets handling the rudder. Missie and Cousin George sat facing each other on opposite sides on the benches that ran the length of the cockpit. When I asked Missie where Dad was, she said, “Your father's staying on in L.A. for a
