Ellen followed the sensual brunette around to the other side of the bed, watching Wendy bounce and hunch on John's prick. She was so pretty up there! John was molding her tits, really giving them a working over. Wendy seemed no more concerned about Ellen and Helene than if the three were having a cocktail together! Only this time it was cock.
Dropping on her back, her thighs spread wide, Ellen felt Helene slide above and settle her cunt warmly against Ellen's cunny. It was just as sexy as Wendy's pussy. Their fleshed-out cunts seemed to just fit together! The two had never visited much; it had always been Helene and Wendy. This was some way to become better acquainted!
'Nnnnnn!' Helene breathed, wiggling her cunt in snugly. 'Good stuff!'
'Glad you two are hitting it off!' Wendy gurgled, resting a moment.
'Getting it off is the thing, honey,' Helene laughed.
'Natch,' Wendy giggled. 'You getting your kicks, John stud?'
'Yeahhhh!' he chuckled, watching closely as Helene began to fuck.
Sure he's having fun! Ellen thought. I know him better than any of them. I've been having his prick off and on since he was just a boy! He's no better or worse than most men. He married Wendy for her money, we all know it. She'll be out tasting some new prick one of these days-or new pussy. Ohhh, Helene is real good at this. She fucks better than Wendy!
Helene was enjoying some terrific tingles. She had not made out with any girl except Beth for ages. Ellen was going for it as if she were starved. Hot cunt would never replace a cock like John's, but Ellen felt just wonderful. Those big high tits were mountains of pleasure. She had a very strong, thick clitoris, and it was easy to see why John kept her around, even though she was older than he.
'Ohhh, come on, do it!' Ellen breathed, her eyes closed, and her face twisting with passion. Her rich thighs angled way back, as she gripped Helene's ass.
'Get your goodies, Ellen!' Wendy panted, riding John's cock at a faster clip. 'I'm ready for mine!'
Ellen felt the rising need in her loins as her clit hardened. The slick intimate mash of new cunt with watching Wendy straddled over John started her climax. She was a real party pussy now! It wasn't like going off with John all alone with him; it was not even like the thing between herself and Wendy, but it was horribly wild! The fun was rushing from her cunt and clit!
Helene knew she had something special! Ellen was moaning and grabbing, her legs jerking, her ass bucking furiously. This mature hot box really went off! She made Beth seem like a rank beginner. Helene was not ready herself. The pop-off on John's cock had been a real ringer, but she was certainly enjoying the shivers and palpitations of the robust redhead with the blonde cunt-bush.
Now Wendy was getting hers. The bed was shaking, and her cute ass was flying. John had her titties squeezed into fleshy cones, while her face contorted and a girlish sharp cry rang around the bedroom. She went into her short strokes!
'Ohh! Ohhh! Eeeeeeeeeee! Ohhh!' Wendy wailed.
'Come hard, baby!' John encouraged. 'Tighten your cunt!'
Wendy felt the surges shoot from her clit. Her vagina twitched voluptuously as John's cockhead seemed to be up harder and farther than ever before! Those practice sessions of clenching her cunt muscles were paying off. Her vagina was doing it all alone! That afternoon with Ellen had done something for her, too. She was breaking a real whizzer!
Ellen's violent display of passion had a lot to do with it, too. This foursome was inspiring her! Helene was hanging on. Ellen was up-fucking as if she were possessed. The bed was taking one hell Of a beating.
Wendy finished and slumped down on John as he drew his hands away so that she could squirm her titties on his chest, while his hands went to her ass. Ohhh, those pangs of relief were dream stuff! She had never made it so thoroughly, so delectably! Her cock-filled pussy was still shivering.
Helene and Ellen quieted, and the room was filled for a while with heavy breathing, gasps of feminine pleasure. Wendy loved the view of two women fucking. It satisfied a certain need deep inside her that she could not explain. Helene had not made it, but she was hanging in there, tits mashed snugly to Ellen's full breasts. Now their mouths joined, their tongues snaking back and forth. Ellen's legs wound around Helene's ass.
I know how hot Ellen is, and now Helene knows, Wendy thought. We can have some far-out parties! Maybe I can keep John at home for a while. Two cunts in the house here and one next door.
Half an hour later, after a visit to the bathroom, John had his three cunts just where he wanted them-lined up at the foot of the bed, rumps tipped high, crotches angled back for easy rear-end entrance. Fresh drinks had helped him and the girls seemed as eager for it as he was.
He had read about a wealthy Chinese importer at Hong Kong who enjoyed himself this way, often bringing four girls into the act. He gave one or two strokes of prick to each cunt, moving back and forth along the line, with a special bonus for the girl who climaxed first. But this was not Hong Kong, where pussy was cheap. This was Santa Barbara, and one of the cunts was his own sister.
'Isn't this real heavy?' Wendy giggled. She was posed between Ellen and Helene.
'Perfectly awful,' Ellen laughed. 'I never dreamed I'd ever do a thing like this!'
'Well, you're gonna get it first, baby,' John said, moving up behind her.
Cindi entered the house quietly, still glowing with joy. She was utterly and totally pooped, her mouth and titties and pussy still felt tender and puffy from her evening's exertions. Neil was so damned good to her!
I thought he'd never fill that second sheath with jism! she said to herself, dropping weakly into a living room chair. I made it six times! That last one almost wouldn't come, and when it finally did I nearly fainted! He asked to take me out again tomorrow night, but I have to talk to John first.
A faint burst of womanly laughter from upstairs drew her thoughts from Neil. Cindi had left them all on the patio drinking. She figured they would all be in bed by now, with Helene at her own home. But some of the laughter she heard was Helene's, then Ellen's voice joined in. Surely John couldn't be entertaining all three of them!
Since he'd had his fun at the beach with three pussies, Cindi believed he would do about anything. Now Cindi heard Wendy's loud giggle, then John's laugh. Cindi left her chair and sneaked up the stairway. The master bedroom door was partly open. All four were obviously in there. Heart pounding, Cindi crept nearer and peeked between the door and its frame.
She almost dropped her handbag! After that beach episode with those eager young twitches, Cindi realized she could expect some sort of orgy-but this was too much! Helene, Wendy, and Ellen were doubled over at the foot of the bed, asses raised, and John was pouring his prick into Ellen!
'Come off, honey!' Wendy gurgled. 'You get only two more pokes, and then it's my turn for prick!'
'Ohhh, yessss!' Ellen cried, her face twisting with lust.
John drew way out and reared his big cock back like a bull. Ellen moaned, her head jerked from side to side as she pushed back and up at his cock. Then she went into her climax. Cindi had seen that before. She knew how much Ellen enjoyed her orgasms, and she was really living up this one!
Her big tits jiggled on the bed as her whole robust body shook. A cry of thrall broke from her throat, and John horsed his cock in again and again! There was no question about it. He was coming too! He had been taking turns with all three of them, and now he could not resist the allure of Ellen's cunt.
'Ughhh! Fuuuuuuck!' he shouted, hunching like a stallion. 'That's gooooodcuuuuuunt!'
Cindi jerked away from the doorway, cold and shaken. She had seen quite enough. Ellen's whimpers of delight followed Cindi down the stairway, then came more laughter from Wendy and Helene. They were all drunk, all enjoying John's cock. Wendy seemed the worst of all, sharing her husband and joining him in an orgy.
But I wanted my own father for years, and maybe I still do, Cindi thought, heading for a downstairs spare bedroom. I asked him to fuck me, so I'm no better than Ellen or anyone, really. I get back home, and right away the old lust shows up again. Maybe if he got all that prick in me just once, I could wipe him out of my thoughts entirely!
She slipped into the spare bedroom, turned on a lamp, and fell across the soft, resilient bed. Her clitoris was tingling again! Watching her father shoot his cream into Ellen's cunt had aroused her once more. She knew she was too pooped to pop, but her hand did feel good on her bikini bottom as she hunched up on her fingers.
In the morning she would have some fun, for sure. She would make herself dream about Neil, not her own father.
