her mouth so hot.
It couldn't have been more than two minutes when I was ready to plunge. Brian had already had his thanks. I could hear him screaming. I watched his body tighten and I shoved him off Sybil and banged right into that delicious cunt – my favorite cunt of all times.
'You got the hottest, juiciest, tightest cunt I ever saw, baby. Milk my cock, baby. Milk my cock.'
And I just laid there on top of her without moving. I couldn't move if I wanted to. My body was dying from all the coming, all the tension, all the excitement and I laid there and she did her number. She put her feet up flat on the floor, her knees straddling me tight and she started pulling on her ole muscle, pulling and milking on Angus. Every time she pulled, it was just like somebody's mouth had gone from the base to the tip. It was like she was sucking me with her mouth, pulling on my prick, pulling like crazy.
'I don't want to come so quick, baby. I don't want to come so quick. This is too good. Too good. Just suck on me with that cunt of yours. Just let your cunt suck on me,' I was saying gently into her ear. I was feeling so peaceful, feeling so beautiful, feeling so quiet, just Sybil and I. It was fabulous.
All of a sudden there were hands on me. I didn't want to look. I didn't want to open my eyes. I could feel the hands massaging my back and my legs. It felt good. Sybil was sucking away at my cock with her cunt. The world was beautiful. I was in ecstasy and then it got even better because somebody's tongue was rolling around my asshole and they were just sucking around the skin of my asshole and licking and sucking. Then the tongue went in a little bit and a little bit more and a little bit more. The tongue was wet and hot and delicious opening that hole up.
I just laid there wondering if I'd be filled with cock or not, not really caring, just concentrating on my own cock, my own prick being milked and sucked by that hot, juicy cunt I was in. Sybil took my face and started kissing me and holding me and looking into my eyes, just kissing and nibbling at my lips, sucking away at my tongue, clashing her teeth against mine, holding on very tight.
'Look at me, baby, look at me, Tony. Keep looking at me,' she said. She wanted to see my face when Brian's cock went into my asshole. She knew he was wet and ready.
I didn't know, I didn't see and – fump! – he was in like Flynn. That giant cock was in my ass and it felt good. It was incredible how good it felt. I never knew I had an asshole so big. He must have been up into my belly. He was going very slow, very slow, going in and out, in and out, very slow. But he was all the way and I could feel his balls bouncing against mine. I lay there still.
Sybil didn't miss a stroke. She just kept sucking on Angus with that cunt of hers. She was coming and coming and coming almost all the time. Juices kept flowing out of her. It was hot and tight.
I bent down to get her tits up into my mouth. They were delicious. They were fabulous. When I brought my head up to kiss her some more, there was cunt in my face. One of the girls, I don't think it was Tanya, had hovered over me and squatted down and had her cunt in my face. Her asshole was right over Sybil's face and she sat down. I don't know how Sybil could breathe, but Sybil was sucking on her asshole, I guess. I was sucking on her cunt. My prick was inside Sybil getting cunt-sucked. It was hot, it was juicy.
Brian was coming. I could feel his prick getting bigger, if that was possible; it was getting bigger and throbbing and bigger and throbbing. He was hanging onto my ass with his hands. He was digging into me so that I could feel his nails. I could feel the tightness of his hands. I could feel his muscles getting tighter and tighter as his legs straddled both Sybil and I.
Then I had hot come. I had an ass full of hot come and cock getting small. I felt such relief as Brian's cock got smaller and smaller and my ass was able to go back in shape. It felt like it was a hunk of dough that was getting squeezed smaller and smaller as his cock lost the power that gave up all those juices and he pulled out of me.
The cunt suddenly left my face as it squirted juices all over me. I could feel the cunt juice dripping down. I bent down and Sybil just licked all that cunt juice off my face and she whispered, 'Hey, this is good cunt. You want to go get some of this.'
I thought of Sybil sucking on cunt. Brian's cock juice flowing in my ass. Angus getting sucked and fucked, I decided to let go. I decided it was time for me, too. I started moving just a little bit inside Sybil, just a little bit making little circles around and around inside her cunt. She put her legs up around me really tight.
'Here I come, Tony, baby. Just rub my clit a little bit more. Here I come. Just rub that clit a little more, higher, baby, a little higher. Oh yes,' she said, as she exploded that cunt juice all over me, even tighter and hotter than it was ever before.
We laid there all tangled up, sixteen limbs entwined in each other, bodies sprawled about the room, sated, peaceful, comfortable. I wondered when the other two were, but only for a moment. My hand was resting on Sybil's tits. My head on Tanya's belly. I wondered no more as I fell off to sleep.
CHAPTER NINE
THE EDITOR CHECKS IN
John Barlow is an extremely impressive looking man. He is the editor of my newspaper and he looks the type – tall, slim, graying at the temples, thick black eyebrows above very black shining sharp eyes. He seems to look right through you and know everything about you within seconds. He's respected and he's feared and when he called that he was coming I have to admit I was nervous. But I wasn't prepared for what I saw.
Sybil and I were waiting in the hotel room expecting him to come in any minute, when one of the kids from the school walked through the door. Lucy is thirteen and a half years old. Her body is pretty well developed. Nice round little tits, like two pink balloons, little nipples like flower buds ripening in the center. Her body slim and firm, her waist tiny above, rounded hips. Her legs, unusually long. She has a cute pixie-like face which makes her look about like twelve or thirteen years old. Her baby face looks strange above a body of a woman. She's a favorite at The House. Everybody likes her a lot. When she walked in through the door of my hotel room, Sybil and I were shocked, but right behind her was John Barlow. I made the proper introductions and sat down amazed.
'John, I knew you were coming but I didn't know you were bringing company,' I said.
John explained that he had met Lucy on the road. She'd been hitch-hiking into town and they've been having a wonderful conversation all the way in. Sybil and I looked at each other hoping that Lucy hadn't told too much. Jason, Sybil and I had already decided that we would tell John as much as we had to, but that first we would elicit a promise from him that he wouldn't blow the whole set-up. I had already been seduced by these wonderful people. I thought they were happy and doing the right thing. No way did I want to get the police on them or uncover any of these activities which might cause trouble.
John saw the look that I threw Sybil and he threw back his head laughing. 'Don't worry, I'm not mad at you two. I'm not a cop and I'm not here to check up on anybody. All I want is a story. I'm not going to identify the town, I'm not going to identify the people.' He turned to me and said, 'Look Tony, whatever you want to do is what we're going to do. So, tell me what we've got and let's get down to writing a story. And let's not worry, in no way are we getting anyone in trouble.'
Lucy had come up behind John and put her arms around his waist. She let her hands slip under his polo shirt and I could see that his nipples were already between her two fingers. She put her head under his arm and looked adorable with her head kind of cradled between his body and his arm. Her hands touching him, feeling him, as she laughingly said, 'Hey Sybil, don't you think that we ought to thank John appropriately for being so good to us. After all, he could blow the whistle and God knows what would happen.'
She was still standing with her body pressed tightly against him and as she spoke she began undulating her hips a little, pushing that hot little pussy into his ass. Her hands moving faster on his tits. Sybil looked at me and laughed. 'You know Tony,' she said, 'there is no way that we're going to have a quiet day.'
'Who the hell wants a quiet day,' I said, my hands rubbing against those beautiful knobs of hers, just kind of massaging them gently, my right hand lifting her blouse from her body and then loosening her skirt and letting it slip to the floor.
I turned to look at John and his mouth was hanging wide open, his eyes huge. I'd never seen the man shocked before in my life. He'd always been very sophisticated and able to handle any situation and here he was
