Melinda’s left breast and Harriet to the right. Edna stationed herself at Melinda’s left ear and Lillian the right one. Margie went to Melinda’s feet and began toying with her toes in anticipation, while Lou placed himself in between her legs and moved his face up to her muff. The tension in the room was unbearable. “All right now,” he said in a husky whisper, “on the count of three, everybody dig in. Ready… one… two …three!”
The activity was positively frantic. Everyone tore into their work as if their lives depended on it. There were moans, groans, and lapping noises emanating from all parts of Melinda’s body and these sounds helped to inspire the participants even more than they had dreamed possible.
Melinda was practically incoherent. With every sensual part of her body being assaulted at the same instant, she found herself pouring out a flow Of love juice in a steady stream. Lou’s tongue was unable to capture it all and the portion of it that he missed began creating a large stain on the bed sheet. If there was any doubt about Melinda’s highly sexual nature, it was dispelled during the course of this onslaught. Her eyes lolled and saliva trickled from the corner of her mouth. Low growls of passion emanated from deep in her throat, and her body thrashed as much as it possibly could due to the restriction of the bodies of her companions.
“Let me know when you’ve had enough, Melinda,” said Lou, looking up from her cunny for a moment.
“Just keep going,” she muttered through clenched teeth. “I don’t want to stop for at least another ten minutes.”
The people around Melinda’s body all looked at each other, puzzled for a moment. The girl was undergoing a fantastic sexual experience and should have been completely spent by now. Instead, she seemed to gain strength from the exertion. So back to work they all, went. The lapping, sucking, and slobbering noises, continued unabated for another ten minutes as Melinda had asked, and by now everyone’s jaws were beginning to freeze up from the strain of their activity. They were also in a state of extreme passion without the benefit of gratification.
“What about now, Melinda?” asked Lou once again.
“More…“ she moaned. “I still want more.”
“Holy shit,” exploded Sid. “We’re liable to be here all night.”
“The girl isn’t human,” said Harriet. “If I had about forty seconds of this routine, I’d be a basket case.”
“Well,” said Lillian, “what are we going to do?”
“If you guys are up to it,” said Edna, “I know a thing that never misses. Just give her one dose of this treatment and she’ll have enough for the night – I promise you.”
“What is it?” asked Melinda, the most curious person in the room.
“It’s called a sex sandwich,” said Edna. “You take it standing up, with one guy in your cunny and the other one up your ass. Believe me, it’s a son of a bitch.”
“Did you ever try it yourself?” asked Lillian.
“You bet I did, and it sure can take the fire out of you in a big hurry.”
“Then let’s do it,” said Melinda, jumping from the bed. “I’m ready right now.”
“I’ll just bet you are,” said Margie, “but it’s not going to happen that way at all. You’ve had a hell of a lot more action than the rest of us did tonight.
Why not share the wealth? If we can get the guys to come up with one more hard-on each, let’s draw lots to see who gets to enjoy it.”
“That makes sense,” said Harriet. “I could use a little trick like that right about now myself. After working on Melinda’s tit for the last twenty minutes, I need to let off a little steam.”
“Anybody else want in on the pool?” asked Lou, getting up a sheet of paper and writing names on them.
“We all do, honey,” said Edna. “Put us all in for it.”
Lou put each girl’s name on paper, folded them securely and placed the names in a dish, saying, “Why don’t you pick, Sid? Just turn your back and take the name of the lucky lady out of the pack.”
Sid turned, groped for the pile of papers, and began sorting through them.
There was a great deal of anxious anticipation in the air as he finally selected one and handed it to Lou to read. Lou opened the paper and smiled.
“Well, Lillian, it looks like you get the prize. TWO prizes, really. You ready for it?”
“You bet I am,” replied Lillian. “Where do you want me to go?”
“Just stand in the middle of the room you lucky cock sucker,” said Edna, half in jest, half serious. “Then spread your legs a little so that the boys can get into you a bit easier. And oh, yes, Lou, you’d better get back to the fridge and bring up a little butter. Remember how it worked last time?”
“Yes, I do,” said Lou, disappearing from the room and returning swiftly with a container of butter. “You want to go up the back door, or should I?” he asked Sid.
“I’ve never done that before,” said Sid, “so why not let me take a shot at it?”
“Seems fair,” said Lou. “So take this butter and give your cock a good lubrication with it. Then slip a dab or two up Lillian’s keester to help you along the way… and we’re all set.”
Sid anointed his rod with the butter as if he were taking part in some sort of religious ceremony. The organ was amazingly firm considering the activity be had undergone earlier in the evening, but the prospect of this new form of sexual experience had turned him on to such a degree that he was rejuvenated.
When his rod was prepared, he stepped up to Lillian and motioned for her to bend over. She did, and he began plying large gobs of the butter inside of her buttocks. Lillian squealed at the cool sensation and gasped passionately when his finger slipped all the way in and kept going until he had reached his knuckle.
“I’d say she’s ready now,” said Sid, wiping his finger off on the side of his body. “What about you, Lou?”
“I’m almost ready,” said Lou, “but this damned cock of mine still doesn’t want to get a full hard-on.”
“I can take care of that for you,” said, Edna, dropping to her knees and placing the organ between her lips. A few seconds later, it was fully firmed, and ready for action.
Lou approached Lillian from the front, and Sid came to her from the rear. They both reached her at the same time and both presented their rods to her lower parts simultaneously.
“Don’t shove it all the way in right away,” said Sid. “Let’s try to get it going together.”
“All right,” said Lou. “I’ll get the head in and wait until you’re ready.”
He did just that, and the moment that Sid had made his entry into her anus, he called to Lou, “All right, Lou – let’s hit it!”
Both men shoved upward as hard as they could thrust. Lillian started to scream, but Lou planted his lips upon hers, preventing her from unleashing all of her emotion in that noisy manner. And then the stroking began. At first the men worked simultaneously, with each thrusting up into her at the same moment. But then they changed their course of action and began alternating. First Lou would make his thrust, and upon his withdrawal, Sid would plant his organ into her.
Love juice was pouring down Lillian’s legs as the assault continued and kept right on pouring throughout the entire affair.
Both men were weary by now, but neither of them wanted to end this highly exciting performance. In and out flew their tools, and up and down went Lillian as the action intensified. Her eyes was lolling and her breath was coming in gasps, but she hung on gamely, never allowing herself to collapse under the severe pressure of the act.
“How many times have you come now, Lillian?” asked Edna, a most interested spectator.
“I guess at least half a dozen,” she replied, taking her lips from Lou’s for just a moment.
“You guys ready to come yet?” asked Harriet.
“Not just yet,” said Sid. “I’ve still got a few pumps left in me. Why?”
“Because if that kid’s had enough for now, I’d like to be the one to finish you off – that’s why.”
“What do you say, Lou?” asked Sid.
“I don’t know why not,” he replied. “What do you say, Lillian?”
“I guess I’ve had enough,” she answered, and proved it when the men withdrew and her legs buckled under her, causing her to topple. to the floor.
“Come on, you guys,” said Harriet, spreading the butter into her own rear end.
“Make my legs give out like that.”
“Same positions, Sid?” asked Lou.
“Let’s switch,” he answered. “It might be a good idea to change the pace a little.”
“Okay with me,” replied Lou, moving to the rear end of Harriet and beginning to spread her fleshy cheeks.
