desperate to make up for lost time!
'It took me half an hour to get away, but I hope I'm not too late to join in,' panted the missing guest. On receiving a chorus of approval, he began tearing off his clothes as Erika generously rolled off Susie to let him finish fucking the lovely girl who was trembling with lust. Ian yanked down his drawers and his quivering shaft stood sky- high, slamming up against his belly as he ran round the bed and jumped in next to Susie who sat up and took hold of the throbbing tool that stood up so eagerly before her.
'Give him a good suck to begin with,' advised Alexa. Susie nodded as she bent forward and began licking his hairy scrotum, flicking the tip of her tongue around the wrinkled pink-skinned sack. Ian gurgled his appreciation when Susie opened her lips wide and crammed both his balls inside her mouth, gently sucking them as he wordlessly gasped out his delighted excitement.
Susie was also clearly enjoying herself, although after a while she released him and held the uncapped dome crown of his cock in front of her face. She washed her tongue over the smooth surface of his bell-end before stuffing the rubicund helmet back between her lips. Then she gobbled about half of his thick blue-veined truncheon into her mouth and bobbed her head up and down his cock whilst Ian clutched her head in his hands as Susie slurped uninhibitedly on her fleshy lollipop.
The delectable little minx paused for a moment and with her mouth filled with Ian's pulsing prick, she looked up at him as if to enquire whether he was enjoying this delicious tonguing.
'Carry on, don't stop!' Ian croaked out. She smiled and wet her lips before resuming her work, running her tongue along Ian's shaft as her head dipped back and forth. When it became clear that he was about to cum, she gripped the base of his cock and sucked and swallowed even faster whilst she tickled him under his balls to speed the flow. Almost immediately, a stream of creamy jism erupted into Susie's mouth and Ian's prick bucked uncontrollably as she held his knob lightly between her teeth. Alexa, Erika and I looked on admiringly as she managed to gulp down every drop of his spunky ejaculation, lapping around the bulging knob and licking up the last salty drops from his shrinking shaft.
'Now you can fuck me,' Susie breathed. But Ian had spent so copiously that he was unable to achieve another hard-on despite the other two girls giving her a helping hand in kissing, rubbing and sucking his drooping prick.
However, my cock was in a state of avid, unbridled lust. I crawled behind Susie and parted her peachy bum cheeks with my hands to insert my bursting boner below them. As the tip of my bell-end touched her cunney lips, Susie turned her head and when our lips met in a burning kiss, she drew my tongue into her mouth and cleverly wiggled her bottom so that I was able to embed my knob deep inside her juicy cunt.
With a passionate jolt of our loins, my eight-and-a-half inch shaft was fully sheathed. She cried out with glee as I began to fuck her and our hips worked away in unison. How tightly her sopping slit clasped my cock! We gloried in each tremendous thrust while her love juices dripped upon my balls as they slapped against the backs of her thighs.
Our voluptuous fucking fired the other girls up so much that they tried again to stiffen Ian's flaccid shaft. Alas, his cock was hors de combat and so Erika rolled her sister onto her back and began to tongue Alexa's ear whilst she pressed her taut nipples between her fingers. Then she dipped her face quickly down to Alexa's soft nest of flaxen pussey hair and this excited the other girl almost beyond endurance.
Dipping her face close, Erika inhaled the heady aroma of an aroused cunney. Then she began to lick out her sister's snatch, forcing her tongue inside the quivering wet love tunnel, sliding it up and down the slit, pushing and probing as Alexa rubbed herself off against her lips.
Naturally, this stimulating sight affected us and Susie threw back her head in sheer ecstasy, tossing her mane of glossy hair over her shoulders as she urged me to drive my cock deeper and deeper. With her rounded bum cheeks cupped in my palms, she writhed savagely whilst my sinewy shaft rammed in and out of her dripping honeypot.
'Y-e-s-s-s! Y-e-s-s-s! Y-e-s-s-s!' she screamed and I could feel the throbbing of Susie's cunney muscles increase to spasm point. When she finally spent with shuddering cries of release, within seconds great gushes of jism spurted out of my twitching tool and creamed every nook and cranny of Susie's clingy quim. We collapsed down together in each other's arms and I grinned when I saw that Ian Pethick's todger had regained all of its former strength and was standing up to attention between his wiry thighs.
'Better late than never,' exclaimed Alexa when Ian moved round on his knees behind her. She felt him duplicate my actions with Susie and push his newly erect prick between her bum cheeks. 'You can smear some cold cream on your cock and go up my arse, if you like. Don't be shy, I really have a fancy to be bum-fucked.'
Erika passed him a jar from the side table next to the bed. Ian greased his tool and then directed his knob towards the tiny starfish-shaped rosette of Alexa's rear dimple. At first she gave a little yelp of discomfort but the cold cream worked like a charm and she wriggled her arse until Ian's cock was safely inside her back passage. For a brief moment he rested and then, taking a deep breath, he threw his arms around Alexa's waist and frigged her cunney whilst he began to plunge his prick in and out of the now-widened rim of her puckered little arsehole.
This double stimulation made Alexa squeal as she squirmed under the surging strokes of his shaft and she cried out joyfully: 'A-h-r-e! A-h-r-e! I'm cumming, Ian. I'm cumming! Empty your balls in my backside, you randy rascal!'
Her love juices flowed freely as Ian flooded her bottom with a copious discharge of sticky seed and continued to work his prick to and fro until, with an audible 'pop', he unplugged his cock from her bum-hole.
The insatiable girls were ready to carry on with this orgy but I pleaded the absence of time for we all still had to bathe and change into our evening clothes. True as this was, masculine pride caused me to omit the other reason for finishing this glorious bout of fucking- which was that Ian and I were frankly exhausted from our labours!
So the pair of us slid out of the bed and started to dress ourselves whilst the girls continued to play with each other, with Erika and Susie rubbing their pussies together while Alexa climbed on top of Susie's back and brought herself off by frigging her ditty with her left thumb and forefinger and Susie's cunney with the fingers of her right hand.
'I've always maintained that the fellow who said that women were the weaker sex was a damned fool,' I whispered to Ian who gave a throaty chuckle as he pulled on his trousers and nodded: 'Yes, though I feel our pricks both performed with distinction.
'Come to my room for a drink and I'll explain why, old boy,' he added quietly. Frankly, I was rather surprised to hear Ian make this slightly self-satisfied comment for whilst I was happy enough with my own efforts, he had been unable to fuck Susie after she had sucked him off — not that my own cock had been an unwilling substitute! On the other hand, he did manage to summon enough strength to cork Alexa's arse, so I dare say his prick deserved its accolade-although I thought than an assessment that gave it a 'very satisfactory' mark would have been more appropriate.
Therefore I accepted Ian Is invitation as I was curious to hear the reason for his apparent complacency. 'I can't stay too long though, tempus fugit,' I added as I followed him up the stairs to his second-floor bedroom.
'Of course, it would be most rude to Katie if we were late after being specifically requested to come downstairs by half-past seven,' he concurred as he waved me to a chair and pointed to a small cluster of bottles on his sideboard. 'Now, will you join me in a whisky and soda or would you like a cognac or a glass of a fairly good claret?'
I said that I needed to keep a clear head for the evening's entertainment and that truthfully I would prefer a mineral water. 'Then that's what you shall have, my dear chap,' Ian said lightly as he waved me to a chair whilst he poured out a glass of fizzy Apollinaris which he handed to me before mixing himself a large whisky and ginger ale.
'Cheers!' he said as he sat down opposite me. He chuckled as he sipped his drink and said to me: 'You know, Andrew, I'm quite an avid reader. I must get through at least two novels a week and sometimes I get rather cross when the plot turns on what I consider to be unlikely coincidences.'
'Yes, indeed,' I agreed warmly, 'I ploughed through a daft detective story last week which hinged on the hero's girlfriend being able to remember a scar on the murderers face when she saw him having breakfast with her uncle three years later in the dining room of the Hotel Crillon in Paris.'
Ian smiled: 'Precisely so-and yet strange coincidences do occur, as I can testify from what happened to me this afternoon. Now, I'm sure that Jack Dennison and the twins must have told you how I was dragged off by Reverence Ridout who wanted to show me some interesting features of his church. Quite honestly, I should have
