got up slowly, looked around the room, and declared herself out of the proceedings. “I thought I could handle this stuff pretty good,” she muttered, “but this guy is inhuman. If you don’t mind, I’d like to get home and soak my cunt in a cool tub for a couple of hours. It’s been real nice knowing you all in this way, but I think we’ll keep our relationships strictly in the business end of things from now on. Bye.” And with that, Nancy dressed, and left the group forever.
Larry, meanwhile, had chance to regain his strength, and was ready for his next subject. This time he took Harriet and guided her to the bed with a great deal of ceremony. “That sunburn line of yours really turns me on,” said Larry, as their lips parted from the first kiss. “It sure gives me a good target of things to aim for.”
“Aim all you want, honey,” said Harriet, smiling. “For the next couple of hours, it’s all yours.”
Larry toyed with her breasts for several moments and then threw his lips around the lower portion of her tummy, where the sun tan ended and the white flesh began. He ran his tongue over that hairline for several moments, and when Harriet was squirming fitfully, he moved down into her muff and began his activity all around the area.
Harriet took her knees in her hands and stretched her legs wide to give him all the opening possible. His mouth formed over the cunny and his tongue raced in and out of the crevice until even passionate old Harriet had to scream for him to stop or she would go mad.
“Let me get on top,” she whispered to him. “I can take all the time you want if I’m regulating it myself.”
“Be my guest,” he answered, rolling over on his back with that magnificent rod waving in the air.
“It’s all yours.”
Harriet swung herself on top of Larry and lowered her cunny on top of the pole.
It slipped in easily for she was already well lubricated, and quite ready for it. Then she slid down the shaft slowly and deliberately, letting her mind savor every inch of the delightful pleasure that it brought her. When the shaft had struck bottom, Harriet began the movement of sex on top of her companion.
She changed pace as often as four and five times each minute – mixing up the sequence so that she was able to get the greatest degree of delight from it.
Larry, meanwhile, was almost nonchalant. He lay on his back with his hands crossed under his head and let her do whatever she wished with him. Harriet took Larry’s nonchalance as a challenge, and went to work harder than ever. The milk-white cheeks, of her behind moved so rapidly it was almost a blur to the spectators, as she labored to bring about his orgasm. But Larry was true to his word, and his staying power was incredible. He hung right in there, letting her work her strongest tricks in order to get him off – and then he mortified her by remaining erect in spite,of everything she had done.
“Come… damn you, come,” she screeched, pumping away at his rod for all she was worth. But Larry kept his rod with its blazing hard-on inside of her without the slightest sign of giving in to her pleas. Then there was a sudden change in Harriet’s attitude. Instead of objecting to Larry’s erection, and taking it as a personal affront to her femininity, she began to worship him for it. By now she had been stimulated to such a degree that she began to appreciate the value of a stud such as this man was.
“Oh, honey,” she whispered to him in a voice that was just loud enough to be heard by the group. “I’ve never been had by a man like you – not ever. You’re incredible.”
“You’re pretty damn good yourself,” said Larry, beginning to warm up to the woman now that she was warmed up to him. “I can’t think of any other women who lasted as long as you did without quitting.”
“It’s because I love your good stiff cock, that’s why,” she said between clenched teeth. “You’ve had it in me so long I don’t ever want to let it go.”
“Well, you can hang on to it as long as you like,” he said, “because I’m not about to stop now.”
Everyone in the room looked around in amazement. Nearly ten minutes of frantic activity had taken place on the bed before them, and now the man was saying that he still had more time to give before his rod softened.
“Well, at least he wasn’t a fraud,” said Lou, moving over to Ski. “He’s been able to back up everything he told us.”
“In spades,” said Sid. “I think we ought to keep him in the group. How about you?”
“No doubt in my mind,” said Lou.
Back on the bed, Harriet had squeezed her legs tightly to gain as much friction as possible, and was thrusting her pelvis into Larry with a ferocity that none of the group had ever seen before. It was an incredible display on the parts of both participants.
“I wonder if there’s going to be anything left for me?” said Rosemary, watching the action.
“I wouldn’t worry about it, honey,” said Martha. “I know a real stud when I see one, and this cat fits the bill all the way down the line. There’s no way in the world he won’t have enough left for you when he’s done with Harriet. You can bet on it.”
It took another three minutes for Larry to reach his climax, and when it happened, it was positively devastating. You could see his own pelvis begin to rise and fall in unison with Harriet’s movements, and when they both exploded together, it was positively ferocious. Their lips ground together and their arms clutched at each other tightly as the flow of love juice passed between them. When it was over, they both lay there for several moments – completely spent. The group recognized their efforts with cheers and sincere applause. It had been a truly great experience for everyone in the room.
A good stiff jolt of booze and a quick massage by Edna had Larry ready for Rosemary. She wasn’t in any way, shape, or form the same girl who had her virginity removed by Lou several months back. Now she was a tigress in bed, a girl who enjoyed sex to the fullest and even contributed to the act by bringing in her own innovations. She began by falling on Larry’s rod and fellating it furiously. Larry had had his rod sucked before, but never with this much ferocity. Rosemary was like a woman possessed as she ran her lips over the tool and tenderly lipped the scrotum with professional ability.
“You want to give me something to nibble on while you’ve got my cock there, honey?” asked Larry.
Rosemary didn’t answer, but instead swung her lithe body around so that her muff was directly over Larry’s lips. Then she slowly settled it down on his face and kept up her fellation until the rod showed signs of wanting to explode. “We can’t have that,” she said to Larry, with mock admonition in her voice. “You’ve got to let me have some of it first.”
With that, she pulled herself away from the throbbing organ and turned herself around, sitting down on it with her back to Larry’s face. Rosemary was on her knees now and able to regulate all of the movements of the act from this point.
And regulate them, she did. The rod followed its natural curve deep into her vagina and she took advantage of this to drive it home again, again, and again while the juice collected on her cunny and spilled down her legs.
Larry was not as passive with Rosemary as he had been with Harriet. Instead of lying back like a spectator, he leaned up on his elbows and watched the movements of the girl with rapt attention. He was tired now, but still as game as a man could be. He wanted to give her all that she could hold before his final orgasm of the evening erupted.
“Oh, wow… mmmph…“ said Rosemary, as the large rod probed her cunny time and time again. “I’ve never had one in me this long – not ever. It’s good… it’s so good!” You could see from the expression on Larry’s face that he was also enjoying the sport immensely… and when the time came for him to pop, you could see that, too. His face grew tense and his teeth clenched tightly.
The veins in his neck even expanded to twice their normal size as the violent reaction began taking place down in his scrotum. And then he exploded.
Rosemary screamed and clutched at her breasts – cupping one in each hand and fingering the nipples furiously. Her face was also set n a mask of exotic pleasure and her body was like an electric toy that keeps jerking and twitching and bobbing about until the battery runs out. Rosemary’s battery didn’t run out for several minutes, and when it did, she dismounted and threw herself on Larry, kissing him as furiously as she had fellated his rod.
“I love you, lover man,” she screamed in his ear. “You’re the greatest I’ve ever had – or ever want to have in my life.”
“Wait just a minute here, kid,” said Harriet, moving in between them. “Old Harriet here has a few things to say about that. And remember, doll – he picked me first. Didn’t you, Larry?”
“Now just hold on a minute,” roared Sid, who was blazing mad. “This is the kind of shit that we’ve tried to
