moaning and groaning, and began to milk and siphon at the taut nipples.
'Omigod, yesss!' Denise, electrified by the thirsty lips, was determined it was going to be Bryan's own doing that took her in copulation. Wiggling and straining, but never losing control of her lower body, Denise gave herself over to a lip-stimulated climax. It turned Pammy loose to focus on Bryan's back.
Thwaaaccckkk!
'My gosh… please… I…'
Thwaaaaccckkk!
Body-riding shudders swept Bryan as he felt the erotic lightning of the whip. His hips felt a relentless pressure, forcing them to move uncontrollably in a rhythm, mounting with each stinging swipe. He felt the compulsion to let go and drive himself downward to escape the whip. It meant one thing…
Thwaaaaccckkk!
'Ah… ahhh! Oh, geez, gotta… I gotta!'
His phallus was suddenly inside a tight vise. Its maddened crown was already almost out of sight. He was in the middle of wide-stretched cunt lips. Denise Pritchard's!
In total disbelief that it was really happening, Bryan gawked at the onset of his first act of copulation. Only the dark protruding glans ledge was still visible at the very edge of her labial lips. Then it was gone and he was rocking… driving… urging himself deeper and deeper.
'Bryan, my God, there's so… so much of you!' Denise was a struggling wanton, welcoming the impaling manflesh, long-gone in end-over-end orgasm.
'Yeah… oh, gosh… awwwhhh!' He was a male to behold. Arms lashed behind his body, athletic frame tensed and arched astride Denise's lovely woman form, he pumped himself helplessly into the tender clutch of the vagina. Pulling quicksand muscles dragged him deeper and deeper.
The whip was discarded as Pammy tumbled to the side of the two and watched Bryan's climax nearing. Passion-driven rapture cries sprang, inarticulate and bullish, then his tanned and tortured frame stiffened as orgasm paralysis took him.
He was pumping… driving… thrusting… then done!
With a cry of ecstasy and defeat mixed and mingled, he toppled to his side almost falling over the edge of the rack.
'Bind him in my place. Hurry!' Denise was loose and the three females splayed the naked Bryan across the curve of the wheel. 'Now, he's our slave! Sandy, darling, you're first… what have you always dreamed of doing with a man?'
'I know,' giggled Pammy.
'Wait a minute! No one's going to do anything with our fallen hero.' Denise pointed contemptuously at a shriveled penis lying limply at Bryan's groin.
'I can change that, betcha.' Sandy wormed and squirmed her way across his chest and down over his middle, making sure her breasts and her vee mound ground against her intended victim as she moved. Ready, she cradled his penis in her palm.
'I've always wanted to take a man just like this and turn his penis into a big hard cock. Then drink his honey.'
'Sandy loves honey,' taunted Pammy. 'Girls' or boys' honey… doesn't matter.'
'So?' Red hair flashed defiantly as Sandy tossed her head and bent to her target.
'Ohhhh… hey!' Bryan strained frantically against the ankle and wrist band and his body arched furiously as he felt warm moist lips trap his flaccid cock flesh. She engulfed the rubbery length and now whirlpooled it in a maddening saliva bath as she munched and chewed.
'Maybe Bryan-baby likes honey, too,' cooed Denise, intrigued by Sandy's oral preoccupation, fascinated to see if she liked to be played with herself.
'Try her!' hissed Pammy, twisting her sister's hips to position Sandy's cunty cleft inches from Bryan's face.
He gaped in helpless enchantment at the magic of a girl's pudendum. Never in his wildest imagination had he known how it would look close up. Gross locker room tales had made it a thing to fear. Wrong, Bryan, wrong! Sunshiny pink flesh framed the dark cleft and hid the mystery beyond. His tongue wet his lower lip, even as he felt the stirring begin in his groin to Sandy's lip love of his phallic flesh.
'Kiss her… it's sweet…' urged an awed Pammy, watching enviously as her sister gave and got what Pammy was nearly out of her mind needing.
Bryan was desire-driven automation in his response. It was as if he had no control over the need to explore inside a female sex center and his tongue speared tentatively through the vulva into the vagina threshold.
It was love at first taste. He savored sweet and slightly tart, intimate and mysterious, compelling him to lick and to tongue for more. Even as he did, he felt the erotic lightning sizzle into his groin and heard Sandy's cry of delight. He was hard and erect again, driving through her lips as she continued to siphon thirstily at his inflamed cock.
They locked in mutual suck passion and it was another strange first for Bryan. Wild for his initial experience at fellatio, he was even more driven to taste her come frenzy. Even a neophyte could tell those convulsions meant her climax was near. And while he maddened her quim with lips and tongue, his own orgasm stalled to let him drive her totally over the crest.
Throaty moans told the audience of Sandy's coming and a moist bath wet Bryan's eager tongue, spearing, stabbing feverishly as the first spasm tore Sandy's lower body. When her climax slowed, her lips were munching, maddened for the taste of male semen. Unlike Pammy, she never had violated her promise to Mommy to wait for this appointed moment. Now, yearning and passion swept her as she sucked her willing victim.
'Ah, yeah… YEAH!' His semen barrage blasted the roof of Sandy's mouth and she was female on fire. The come raced furiously and she gulped it, gagging but wanting to swallow as she continued to suck.
'He's a maniac!' exclaimed Denise when the glistening organ slid wetly from Sandy's mouth. It was still bent in an ominous half-hard curve up and away from his groin.
'He's my maniac this time.' Pammy scrambled across his thighs and positioned herself.
'One thing I want promised by superman here.' Denise hovered directly over Bryan and stared unblinkingly into his passion-driven face. 'I want you to promise never – not ever! – to come over here for sexy seconds without my specific invitation.'
'Mommmmeeee… that's cruel!'
'Bryan, do you hear?'
'Oh, look… wow…! I promise.'
Denise leaned very close and kissed him tenderly on the lips. 'Then will you please have intercourse with my daughter? Be very gentle. You're a big man.'
Denise followed her invitation, stretching across Bryan's eager frame to help him in. His prick split Pammy's quim lips and as she took his thrust, she squealed happily in rapture agony. Her mother crouched across their captive male, insinuated herself closer and closer till she could kiss and lubricate the snug union of cock and cunt.
Fire seared his mind as Bryan took the love of two women; one tongue licking feverishly at his shaft while the other drove herself onto his penis and pulsed in savage convulsions as she took him deep into her body.
With an expertise that told Denise this boy was no first timer, Bryan pumped into her daughter's vagina. His maturely tapered, narrow-hipped frame made it hard to believe him an adolescent. Even as she watched, Denise knew her neighbor posed a major threat to her plans for her daughters. Bryan was too good too soon. His amateurish coltishness in coital thrusting was the only thing that made her think he could have been virgin when he came into their trap. But now he was going to be an object of constant want by her daughters. Even wanted by her, and that could spoil her campaign for Jess Mallory. It could even ruin Sandy and Pammy, if the word was leaked by this young Adonis that he had easy play with the girls next door.
She had to hard-nose him out of their sex lives when this morning madness was finished. Keep him hopeful, but keep him a lawnboy. Give him kicks with near misses, but keep him in suspense.
'I do not believe you, Bryan Quinby!' Denise declared when a spent Pammy rolled from her prisoner. 'No man can go through a trio of females, come seven times and still be half hard!'
The girls were at his ankles and freeing the clamps that had held him through their romp. When he was
