His lips traveled down her warm belly and nuzzled in the curly fur of her beaver. He used both thumbs to press the center of her pussy open. He widened the crack. Oyster-pink lips peeled back to show him their inner shell, scalloped membranes of a much deeper pink. His nose was assailed with a heavy perfume. Jasmine, he thought, and smiled a secret smile.
He looked up at her. 'Smells mighty nice down here,' he said quietly.
She groaned and rammed her crotch against his face, burying his nose in her pussy hair and getting herself a deeply planted soul-kiss well inside the soft, wet lips of her pussy.
'Mmmmmmm… tastes nice, too,' he said, kissing her inner cunt-lips again.
She grunted at the feel of his tongue slipping in and out of her moist hole. His stabbing tongue flogged her quivering clit until her belly shivered and fluttered.
She couldn't hold still. Her whole body was writhing and twisting under his hands and tongue. Thrills surged through her, and an uncontrollable rapture and need for release was arising in her drooling cunt.
'Oh, Michael, Michael… please… please put your wonderful cock inside me. I need it… I need to feel it pounding in my cunt!'
In answer to her pleas, he started licking harder and harder at her clit. Beneath his tongue the erect and slippery little nub swiveled and pounded with her pulse. It rolled elusively. Her fingers dug into him and her head rocked back and forth on the pillows; every breath she took was a sighing sob.
'Now, Michae1… now! I'm coming! I'm coming!'
He clamped down hard on her clit with his tongue and his teeth. She had to clap a hand over her mouth to keep from shrieking as she came and came, shuddering all over in a violent release that had her jerking and kicking on the chaise with the violence of her orgasm.
She was still coming, panting and flowing inside, when he scrambled up and onto her. One swift jerk of his hips sent his great, hard-throbbing cock deep into the hairy crimson cleft of her cunt.
'Aaaaaggggghhhhh!' she cried, convulsing.
He fucked in and out of her slippery pussy with hard, fast strokes that make his inflated balls slap in a tattoo against the shining crease of her ass. She was so wet and open that his prick glided smoothly in and out of her clasping cunt, swimming in her warmth, rolling from side to side. She put her legs up at his side, locked her feet behind his powerful back to feel his cock as deeply as possible.
He fucked into her as deep and as hard as he possibly could. She rolled liar hips up again and they came together like an avalanche. He hunched in and out quickly, sliding deep into her cunt with his massive tool until the walls reverberated with her moans of pleasure and pain, and she shoved her cunt hard up against his plummeting rod.
Her eyes burned like flames, as he dove, dove, spearing her wet flack-hole with a fury that kept them both breathless. She reached under with a free hand and jammed two fingers into his asshole.
'Oh, shit, baby! That'll do it! I'm gonna come like a fucking dam bursting!' he yelled, dropping his massive weight onto her and with several convulsive, swift thrusts of his hips, shot his hot cum into her tightly stuffed hole. Stream after stream of the creamy jism poured, into Kit's seething pussy. The sensation filled her with ecstasy and triggered another come in her, I'm coming! I'm coming again!' she cried out, her whole body spasming as orgasm shook her.
She couldn't get enough of his fantastic cock and she viciously slammed herself upward, her mouth wide open, cum dripping out of her cunt. Michael's pubic hairs were sopped with her cream as he kept up his relentless attack on her pussy, driving into her hard and deep, until the last drop of his cum had shot into her cunt.
Kit felt as though she had been coming for hours. Her head rested on his shoulder as she heaved her ass up and dawn, squeezing his prick with her cunt muscles.
Michael's balls squirted once again before they hung loose and empty. He slowed his pace until he stopped altogether. Kit lay under him, glowing in her orgasm. Pleasure and deep-felt satisfaction covered her like a cocoon. She was secure in her pussy and Michael's cock.
When it was totally limp, he pulled his prick gently out of her sopping pussy. Kit sighed and smiled and propped herself up on the chaise and looked at his prick, now all wrinkly and shrunken. She leaned over and gave the head a few licks and then a kiss before she sat back up again.
'Beautiful thing,' she said.
'You like to fuck, don't you, baby?' Michael said.
'I love it,' she replied. 'More than anything!'
'Can you act as well as you fuck?' he asked.
'Try me,' Kit replied confidently.
'Well,' Michael said, rising and pulling his trousers on, 'there's a role I have in mind… but the producer, George Steinburg, wants to see you first. He's taking some people on his yacht for a weekend cruise to Catalina. Wanna come?'
'Do I!' Kit shouted, jumping to her feet and grabbing her clothes.
'Meet me at the marina Friday morning at 8:30. You can't miss the boat. It's the biggest one in the whole damn harbor!'
'Oh, God,' Kit said, standing there, suddenly motionless, 'what'll I wear?'
'Preferably,' Michael laughed, 'just what you have on now-nothing.'
He turned to his desk and pushed the buzzer on the intercom. 'And, by the way, if there are any more at home like you, bring them along, too…'
Kit dashed up the stairs and burst through the door to her apartment. She could hardly wait to tell her roommate, Terri, everything that had happened to her in the past twenty-four hours. She was halted by the sound of voices coming from Terri's bedroom.
Shit, Kit thought, she had a million things to do, and now she'd have to go to a mall or something, just so Terri could fuck around all afternoon. She turned to retrace her steps to the front door.
'Oh, Rick,' Terri murmured from the next room. 'It's so hot and hard!'
A flush of-mischievous heat brought color to Kit's face as she realized that all she would have to do would be to tiptoe into her own bedroom open the connecting door just a crack, and…
'You've got great tits, baby.'
'I've never seen it in the light before, lover. It's so long!'
'Lift your ass so I can get your panties off and fuck you with it.'
Kit's mouth went dry. Her eyes became round and glazed and her heart pounded erratically in her chest as she listened. There was a long stretch of silence, the tiny squeak of a bedspring, a breathless moan, the rustle of discarded clothing.
She had to see.
She sprinted across the living room, shut her own bedroom door behind her, and then quietly padded over to the door that separated her room from Terri's.
Terri and Rick were lying on the bed. Both were completely naked. Rick was on his back, and she was lying on her side, her head resting on his chest, looking down at the man's rigid, blood-engorged cock. Her right hand was moving up and down the length of the long shaft, caressing it, occasionally stopping at its base to cup the heavy balls.
'Beautiful,' Terri cooed, more to Rick's massive prick than to Rick.
Kit saw the girl's head move a few inches farther down his chest. He brought his right hand up to stroke her smooth, unblemished back, allowing his fingers to course languidly down over one full ass-cheek and then in to caress the shadowed crease between her buttocks.
'You know what I want to do, lover?' Terri whispered hotly.
'Suck it… suck this beautiful hunk of meat like it's never been sucked before.'
'Do it, baby. Take it in that luscious mouth of yours and suck the jism right out of it.'
Terri moved her head down until her breath stirred his pubic hairs when she talked. 'It looks like it's aching to be kissed.'
All the time she talked, her hand kept sliding up and down the thick, blue-veined rod.
Kit's eyes were riveted feverishly on the short space-not more than three inches-between Rick's hard cock
