More sparks flew from Nikki's clitoris as Finnelli's cock pistoned in and out of her crotch vee, the long, turgid tool pushing up higher and higher into the soggy folds of her cuntlips.
'Oh, yes, God… yes!' Nikki gasped, starting to pump her hips in return. 'Oh, please, now… do it quick… put it in… oh, God, please!… I want to feel your cock!'
'You sure you're ready?' Finnelli asked, his mouth descending on Nikki's hard, jutting nipples.
'Oh, Jesus!' she panted. 'Yes!… Oh, Christ!… I'm so horny I could fuck an elephant!'
Finnelli paused for an instant and chuckled, then pulled her nipple out with his lips until she bleated with pleasure-pain and desperately forced his head away from her tit.
'Come on, for God's sake!' she begged, throwing her arms around his shoulders and toppling over backwards, trying to pull him down into the missionary position. 'Do it now! Fuck me… please! Fuck me hard!'
Now another voice cut in, and at the same time Nikki felt the huge, firm mattress jiggling beside her.
'All right, Frankie!' the blonde woman commanded. 'Quit being a bastard! You heard what she said… she wants you to fuck her. Now hurry up and do it before I beat your ass to flinders!'
Under other circumstances this would have been funny, but Nikki was nowhere near being able to laugh. She clung desperately to Finnelli's shoulders, her breath whooshing like a runaway locomotive, her eyes squinting almost unseeingly at Tiffany, whom she perceived to be a friend, trying to help her get relief from the raging volcano that was boiling in her loins, that was sweeping through the rest of her body, fogging her brain, turning her into a helpless, pleading caricature of herself.
'Oh, Christ,' Finnelli mumbled mildly, '… nag, nag, nag!'
Tiffy cracked him on the shoulder, her gigantic breasts rolling like punching bags on her chest. 'Do it, dammit!'
'All right, all right!' the photographer protested petulantly, while from beneath him Nikki chimed in, 'Oh, please! Oh, please!'
Finnelli centered his peter on Nikki's pussy, his nearly-black cockhead nestling against her drooling snatch- slot as she brought her thighs up on either side of him in an experienced, automatic gesture. And then he drove stiffly, strongly, deeply forward, spearing his long, slender screw-staff through the tangled folds of her outer and inner lips and plunging sweetly and thrillingly to the bottom of her sopping cunt.
The thrust brought a high, wailing cry from Nikki that trailed off thinly into the air as she arched her back, panting fiercely through her mouth, reveling in the excruciating pleasure of that long, swollen, throbbing hardness climbing endlessly into her belly. She moaned, a wordless, pleading sound as her hands fumbled helplessly at Finnelli's hips, urging him to begin a pumping motion.
'Ple-ease…! Pie-ease…!' Nikki whined frantically, the words making a tiny, honking noise in her nose. 'Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me…!'
The photographer looked over at Tiffany, his own breath coming briskly now through his nose as he felt the stimulating tightness of Nikki's deep, wet, 23-year-old vagina. 'I don't think this will… take very long,' he told her.
'Well, just do it, will you, for Christ's bleeding sake…!'
Finnelli leaned forward, licking one of Nikki's nipples, burying his handsome face in her neck. 'Ho-! Ohh-h- h-h… thank you' she breathed as he started a smart, steady back-and-forth screwing motion with his pelvis, his weight balanced on his knees and elbows, his hairy buttocks rising and falling mechanically as he jammed his fuckstick repeatedly into the undiscovered model's snatch. It felt good! It was tight and wet and oh, so steamy inside this girl's pussy!
Nikki was holding desperately to his shoulder blades, like a shipwrecked survivor clinging to a piece of floating rubble for dear life. Only she was worse off-at least someone floating at sea had some command of bodily senses; could tell where he was; could open his eyes. But the brown-haired girl was frozen in a half-arch, her mouth open and mewling, her breath roaring gustily, her eyes tightly shut. She was a total slave to the tornado of passions that blazed out of her belly and was ravaging her entire body, paralyzing her mind, leaving her barely enough coherency to piston her rounded hips back up at Finnelli in a continuum of violent counterthrusts.
She was concentrating on just two things riding up on her lover's cock so that it could get the deepest penetration possible into her pelvis, and smearing her clitoris against him brutally on every stroke, grinding it fiercely into his down-pumping pubic bone, so that she could continue to climb higher and higher up the ladder of ecstasy to a crashing, smashing, shattering orgasm. Her breath came out of her mingled with a moan now on every one of Finnelli's thrusts; a short, sharp burst of sound marking each time that he stuffed his prong into her up to the balls.
Watching her, Tiffany could feel her mouth watering slightly, and a sudden, burning titillation went scampering through her rounded belly and settled in her deep, blonde quim. She had the feeling that her pussy must be leaking on the bed. She glanced down and saw nothing, then wiped her fingers gingerly across the mouth of her snatch. They came away covered with a slick, greasy fluid, and she had to fight the flaming urge to jam her hand back into her box and twist and pinch and jab until her battery-sized clit sparked her into a shuddering, satisfying climax, just as Nikki was on the verge of doing.
The horny blonde wanted to contribute to the vigorous fucking scene before her, but she could see that Nikki would be making it within the space of just a few seconds. So she swabbed her hand over her vulva again, then slipped her sticky, reeking fingers close to Finnelli's nose.
'Oh, God!' the photographer cried, lifting his head and sucking the pussy-slickened digits into his mouth. He slurped the tangy woman juice off the blonde's thick fingers then let them go, smacking his lips and mumbling fervently, 'You've got the sweetest cunt I've ever tasted, Tiffy! I want… to eat it all!'
Just then Nikki blew her cookies, cumming loudly and violently before Finnelli had even hurled a dozen strokes into her eager, excited twat. She dug her long red nails into his back and leapfrogged her lower body ferociously and helplessly up against him, reaching for a maximum of pleasure and satisfaction as the contractions thundered through her cunt. Her face was a twisted, straining mask and a series of sharp, gargled snorting noises accompanied.each wave of silky fireworks that exploded into her belly and rolled throughout her body. Her orgasming pussy tossed itself repeatedly against the battering force of Finnelli's lunging hips until finally her bulging clitty node was drained of sensation and she sank back into the mattress, an explosion of sighs rushing out of her lungs like the four winds.
Her body suddenly took on a slightly limp, dead-cockroach kind of posture as she bathed in the warm, tingling afterglow of her intense climax. She was still cradling Finnelli's firm, hairy, glistening body as he continued to fuck his dong into her with long, liquid, stinging strokes-but her hands now held slackly to his shoulders, her head lay dazedly to one side, and her hips and girdle had softened into a lower, more receptive angle, serving merely as a cushion now for her lover's energetic pubic pounding.
A wave of post-orgasmic shudders ripped through Nikki's tall, slender frame, causing her head and hands and upraised feet to jerk spasmodically, causing a little helpless moan of satisfaction to slip from her half-open mouth. This sequence repeated itself several times while Franco Finnelli continued fucking her with machinelike reliability, his ass lifting and dropping tirelessly, his prick diving again and again and again to the bottom of her hot, soupy, overflowing tunnel.
Nikki's orgasm had raised the flames of lust even high in Tiffany's soft, quivering belly, and the big-breasted blonde now leaned over Finnelli, her soft, dangling boobs pushing sexily into his back, and whispered breathily, '… Do you want to cum, Frankie?'
The photographer turned his head and said with difficulty. 'No… not yet, honey… Let her… let her have a few more… she's so goddam horny!'
The blonde pushed her tongue into Frankie's ear Frenching it gently and lovingly. He was being drawn into the grip of Nikki's magic membranes she thought to herself. He was a lot closer to spewing his rocks than he thought he was. Oh, well, what the hell-he was only five years older than her own age of 28; he was still young and energetic enough to service two young, lusty, horny women at the same time and make it worthwhile for both of them. He was still man enough to keep a rod up for two or three hours and maybe pop his cork three or four times.
And as long as he could do that, Tiffy thought, she would be happy to stay in his bed. Anything less, and she would quickly be looking for another huge, hard hunk of male meat. She was too much woman to ever let herself go to waste…
'Well, don't forget about me, Loverboy,' she breathed in his ear. 'I'm pretty damned horny, too!'
