cajoled, my nipples pinched and pulled till Judith thought the time had arrived for my first fuck of the day. The first of many to follow…
She stopped playing with my tits and taking John's prick in her hand she guided the huge fleshy pillar to my steaming hot-box, although I would not have blamed her if she had stuffed it up her own twat. Doing all those things, playing with my tits, watching all those throbbing dicks close by must have done something to her as well and she must have longed for a fuck just as much as I was longing for one.
But she didn't want any of the murderous pricks for herself right now. Instead she opened my cunt with the fingers of one hand and guided the throbbing dick to my dripping slit with the other. When the blunt tip touched the outer cunt lips I gave a relieved sigh.
Slowly John worked his weapon in my cunt and when he passed the inner lips I already felt completely filled with cock, but there was more of its terrible length to come and he kept going, pushing his cock in my cunt up to the hilt. The fat stem stretched me, almost to the tearing point. Lust mingled with pain shot through my body, but I was much too excited to take much notice of the pain. I loved the way he filled me, reamed my spunk-streaming cunt with his huge poker. And there was Judith as well…
She was at my side as well and squatting beside me she offered me a marvelous view of her opened twat. Once more she took hold of my tits, while John continued to fuck me with long strokes of his throbbing prick, which he had up my cunt to its last long, thick inches.
Judith was stroking and pinching my hardened nipples again, bringing my excitement to a feverish height. John's huge, throbbing gland filled me completely and it is obvious I was soon, all too soon, on the verge of coming.
The scene Judith and I had offered the men while they were still hidden in the adjoining room, must have had the desired erotic effect on John, because when I let go of my juices in a rocking and shaking orgasm, even this professional fucker couldn't or didn't want to hold out any longer. In long jets his sperm filled my sheath and after some last powerful strokes he pulled his wet prick from my slit. Our mingled juices still trickled from my dilating open slit but this didn't stop his friend Arthur for one minute.
Without bothering to wipe John's spunk from my cunt he immediately took the former's place and pushed his dong up my sperm-filled twat in one mighty lunge. “A cock is a cock,” one is likely to say, and this is in many instances the truth, but the way the thing is being used may be entirely different from one man to the other.
Arthur had a completely different way of fucking than John had. Where John went at it with long powerful strokes, taking his time and doing it nice and slow, Arthur moved his poker in and out of my cunt at a tremendous speed. My body was still touchy from the previous fucking when John drove me half out of my mind.
Very slowly I started to climb up the rainbow of passion again, in which process Judith again gave her valuable help. Still sitting beside me, she was busily frigging her burning quim and taking her fingers out of the dripping gash occasionally, she let me have a smell of her juices by pushing her fingers, wet with spunk, under my nose. The poor girl must have been almost dying of lust, looking at all the fucking I was getting while she had to be satisfied with the use of her own fingers.
In spite of his tremendous fucking speed Arthur wasn't one of those quick coming types at all. In fact, when I came again with a hoarse cry, he still kept pumping my cunt and his cock was just as hard as ever.
Just when I thought I couldn't stand his fucking for another minute he gave up his load and filled my cunt with his pent-up sperm. Arthur, withdrawing his cock from my spunk-filled slit, leaned over my prostrate form and some of his lukewarm spunk landed on my belly, resting there like little white pools.
Frantically I was trying to get my breath back and be ready for another fucking which was going to come whether I wanted it or not. But even before the last spasms of lust had left my body, Vern let himself down with his head between my spread legs. The way he went for my cunt, licking and sucking at the spunk his two friends had left in there in great quantities, I strongly suspected him to have rather strong homosexual tendencies as well.
Like a thirsty man he lapped at my sperm-soaked slit, slobbering for the thick sperm his friends had filled me with. Despite my two previous orgasms, one shortly after the other, I was becoming quite excited by the lewdness of his act. I never knew another man could be so hungry for male spunk, and could be so good at sucking a cunt. In most occasions I find the way most men suck you leaves much desired. It's another woman who knows how to suck a cunt properly, but Vern was just marvelous. It was just like I love to be sucked. As soon as he had me cleaned out completely from Arthur's and John's sticky sperm, having a good taste as well from the sticky juices my cunt was secreting as well, he changed his tactics-and not too soon either, for by his lapping I had become as hot as a baker's oven again.
Excited, I wriggled my lower body letting Vern know how much I appreciated his lapping, and at that time I didn't care whether he was going to fuck me or make me come by sucking me off. Everything would suit me as long as I was going to come and I didn't mind at all when he continued his oral lovemaking by sticking his tongue as deep in me as it would go.
Judith, who as you know had been frigging herself during the time Arthur had his dong up my slit, raised herself and placed a foot at each side of my head. Looking straight up, I had a beautiful sight of her opened slit. Due to all the frigging she had been administering on herself, her fingers moving in and out in a frantic way, her cunt lips had become red and swollen, but cunt juice still streamed from between them.
With Vern's tongue deep in my slit, it was a most inviting and exciting sight and I think it is needless to say I couldn't hold back a cry of lust and longing, eager as I was for her delightful dripping hot-box.
“Lower yourself a little, Judith dear. Bring your cunt to my face. Please let me put my tongue up your slit. I want something to fill my mouth with, something for my tongue to do. Please let me have your cunt, darling, oh please, let me suck you! I want it so much, so terribly much!”
Judith didn't have to be asked twice, and slowly I saw her dripping hot-box come closer to my mouth when she lowered herself over my face. Finally, after what looked like an eternity she was close enough to my mouth for me to suck her, and with my tongue I reached for her slit and clitoris. Her swollen cunt lips were swollen and sticky with all the juices dripping from between them and that very special scent of a spunking cunt came to my nostrils to make me groan in delight while I put my tongue to her clit. Well-greased as it was, it disappeared between the two lips without any problem at all. In fact, they seemed to suck my tongue in with the same eagerness I wanted to let it disappear in her slimy cunt. If it had a mind all of its own, my tongue started to search for the most sensitive spot in her moist cavern and it found it just as easily as it would have found this spot in my own cunt if I could have been able to suck myself. That would be really marvelous, being so agile of body that one could actually suck oneself. Well, I'm not that agile, but at least it gives me an idea what some people working in a circus are able to do for themselves.
Judith tasted really heavenly and I couldn't complain about the amount of delightful juices she had for my eager mouth to lap away. At the same time I was doing my best to give Judith the sucking of her life, Vera, still with his head between my legs, was busily lapping away at my snatch and getting very close to bringing me to my third orgasm. But Judith knew what the deal had been. Today I was going to get the daylights fucked out of me and so it was going to be. Bending over a little without losing contact with my mouth she tapped Vera on his head, who raised himself from between my legs and looked at her with questioning eyes.
“You know what you are here for, Vern, to give this girl a real fucking; so get yourself from between her legs with your head and start doing something with your prick instead. Come on, my boy, give her that whopper of yours!”
Reaching for his prick to bring it to my slit herself, we almost lost contact with one another, but by grasping her around her thighs I held on to her snatch, letting my tongue fly in and out of her cunt with tremendous speed. She guided the stiff poker to my hungry cunt and although I could not actually see his prick go in I could very much feel it!
Vern seemed to have an even bigger prick than his two friends, and he actually had some trouble getting it all in. With difficulty he entered my well-used and oiled slit, but nevertheless he finally had it all in and I felt impaled by his stiff and throbbing poker, when he touched bottom and lay quiet for a moment. Vern was just as imaginative as his friends had been and he began fucking me in a new and delightful way. Instead of the more usual bucking up and down connected with fornication he let his prick move deep inside my cunt by just contracting his belly muscles.
Because of the only slight movement deep inside me it was very teasing and although he had brought me on the verge of coming with his lapping I thought I would never cream. I had never been so close to coming for such a long time, but I had often wished to have this feeling of an oncoming orgasm for a longer time than it usually takes.
