the gash of her soapy box. He stuck his tongue up her cunt, mindless of the soap that covered her twat. He licked the inner walls of her musky cunt as far as his tongue could reach, tongue-fucking her quivering hole. He wanted to shove his burning rod deep into his sister's belly again. He pushed up against her and rubbed his soapy tool against her lower belly.
He was about to guide his dick into her cunt when Rick slapped him on the ass and told him that they should probably go back downstairs before anyone missed them and came looking. Doug and Chastity agreed with the safety measure and reluctantly stopped their play. It was decided that they should break up for the night and go back downstairs in their original pairing.
'Sure am glad I was here tonight!' Rick said.
'Why, Rick darling?' Chastity purred, sidling up to the tall boy and rasping his prick.
'Just watchin' this incest thing! Jesus Christ! This is gonna give me a permanent hard-on for weeks!' Rick said. 'You two are somethin' else!'
CHAPTER FIVE
Downstairs the party was in full swing. The two couples split up and sought their fun and games separately. Everyone thought that, under the circumstances, it would be best to keep some distance between Doug and Chastity. Some people might not have understood or condoned their newfound freedom together.
The sweet-smelling marijuana smoke was so thick in the air that Doug almost had to part it with his hands as he went through the room. Thick and hazy as the atmosphere was, it did not keep Doug from finding the beautiful Twila Lane. She had the mysterious power to attract men to her like moths to a flame. She was still seated in the white velvet chair when Doug found her. She had removed her red lace pantyhose and was now stark naked and as sultry as a hot summer night. She sat on the edge of the chair, her legs spread wide and her head thrown back. She moved her long dark brown legs slowly in time with the soul music that throbbed in the air. Robert Williams was on his knees before her, lapping at her rosy gash. Twila's pantyhose were draped over Robert's shoulder.
Doug's thick rod jerked visibly when he saw her being eaten out so expertly by the young black stud. He stood in the shadows watching the cunt-lapping action and stroking his cock. All around him the music surged and the dim light of the fireplace filled the room with ever-changing colon. Twila seemed at the moment to be the center of that light and music, the dark and dangerous whirlpool around which Doug's lusty sensations flowed.
Doug realized that both Twila and her stud were well-aware that he was standing a few feet away watching them and playing with his dick. He hoped that it would be only a matter of time before one or the other of them asked him to join in the fun. He didn't much care for jerking off when there was so much hot cunt to be had just for the asking.
He could have gone elsewhere for his pleasure. All around him were chicks in various states of undress who would have jumped at the chance to spread their legs for him. But he was fascinated by Twila at the moment. He wanted her dark and dusky body. He would wait all night if necessary. He had to at least touch her lusty coffee- hued boobs or get his hands an her dark velvety legs.
Doug knew that Twila rarely fucked white boys. He also knew that her preference for dark meat was a matter of esthetics rather than prejudice. Doug wanted to fuck her for the same reasons he always wanted to fuck luscious girl, not because of the workings of a prejudiced mind.
Robert was working away between Twila's legs while Doug watched. He was no longer merely eating out her pussy. He had stiffened his tongue and warn ramming it into her cunt like a small prick. He rocked his head back and forth, slapping his chin against the lower part of her cunt with each thrust of his tongue into her free- flowing twat.
Robert reached down and gave a few tugs on his big uncircumcised cock occasionally while he tongue- fucked her gushing hole. She reached out her hand and patted him on the head every time his tongue entered her dripping cunt. It wasn't long before Twila had to acknowledge the presence of the horny white boy jacking off in the shadows.
In order to make his presence more obvious, Doug made certain that his hand made loud slurping sounds every time it slipped up and down over the swollen head of his dripping whang. It wasn't long before he had succeeded in attracting her attention. She opened her soft eyes ever so slightly and glanced leisurely in his direction.
'Hello, Doug,' she drawled sweetly. 'Getting lonesome over there all by yourself?'
'Thought you'd never ask, Twila baby,' he replied, still stroking his dick.
'Twila, baby?' Twila said with a mock-serious tone. 'Aren't we familiar?'
'I'd like to get that way,' Doug grinned at her.
'Perhaps we could arrange that. Would you like to help Robert down there?' she asked, glancing down between her wide-open legs.
'Okay by me,' he answered coolly.
'Okay?' she said, raising her voice a bit. 'What do you mean okay? Just okay? Come on, honey, I know you've been aching to get your dickie in my hot black pussy all night.'
'Guess what, Twila, you're right,' Doug laughed.
'I knew you wanted it ever since I saw you staring from across the room when Robert's brother was screwing me,' she smiled. 'No need to worry, Doug Anderson. I like white boys, too, once in a while.'
'Do you, Twila?' Doug grinned.
'When they have such nice big cocks like yours I do,' she said. 'Come on over, stud honey.'
'Sure it's all right then?' he asked, looking at Robert.
'Shit, yeah! We can get it on real good with three of us!' Robert added, looking up from his cunt feast for a moment or two.
Doug approached Twila with a cocky stride, his arching dick swaying as he walked. He stopped close enough to let her reach out and wrap her long fingers around his hard meat. She laughed deep in her throat and told him once again how much she liked his white dick. She slipped her hand up and down over his pale, masturbating him slowly, making his dick seep more and more cream. She scraped her very long fingernails against the underside of his cockhead, making him wince with the intense pleasure of it. Then she slapped his dick with the back of her velvet hand hard enough to make it slap up against his stomach. He jumped back from her involuntarily when she hit his rod.
'What's the matter, Doug? Don't you like to get rough?' she asked, smiling a sultry smile. 'I can be real mean when I feel the devil in me.'
'I'll just bet you can,' Doug grinned.
She seized his hard prick and pulled him to her again. She was twisted in the chair so that she could face Doug and still keep her cunt straight in front of Robert's face. Eager to get his hands on her, Doug dropped down on his knees quickly, pulling his dick down with him and out of her grasp.
'You took my toy away, Doug. That's not fair!' she said in a pouting voice.
'You gotta share your toys with me too, Twila,' Doug replied.
He couldn't imagine any more suitable toys for a boy his age than Twila's pendulous, chocolatey boobs. Her tits were not quite as big as his sister's but they were lovely nonetheless. Her nipples were very large and the areolas that surrounded them were a sight to behold. He grabbed her closest boob and traced with his finger the shaded circle of her areola. He popped the hard point into his mouth and sucked on it, surprised to detect the taste of lemons on her tits. As his tongue wandered over her jugs, he discovered that the lemon trail ran in spirals around her tits and down between them all the way to her navel. He followed the trail past her navel and down into the hair of her luscious pussy.
Doug had to stand up again and lean down and forward to lick and kiss the tongue-tingling lemon of her chocolate skin. As soon as he stood up far enough, she took his prick in her hand again and started beating him off, all the while continuing to sway slowly to the soul beat. As Doug's head moved closer to her cunt, he felt Robert's afro hitting the top of his head as he tongue fucked Twila's twat. Doug's rod was now standing up straight
