came down around his head, and he could feel their solid softness against each cheek. His face automatically worked its way into the hairy circle of her cunt, thrilling to the sopping flesh pressed into his nose. He used his thumbs to part her cuntlips and reveal the pinkness within. Then his tongue lanced out and began licking strongly, wiping her pussy up and down, stabbing into the flaming center, and finally withdrawing so he could suck on the upstanding nubbin of her cunt. Her clit was only slightly larger than Mickey's, and. it was just as hard; a pink pearl of deliciousness against his eager tongue. He ran his tongue through the steaming vale of her cunt again and again, licking the quivering clitoris as if it had been made for nothing else.
She tasted fresh despite having been worked over with the dildo. It was a clean, natural taste. His tongue licked out the deliciousness, slurping it down his throat, wanting nothing more at that instant than to go on drinking her hot mint-juice.
And he could feel her mouth rotating around his huge cock, her lips sliding up, then sliding down, sliding up, then sliding down. She had a way of making the entire shaft feel as if it were being pressured all at the same time, as if her hollowed cheeks were sucked in so far, they were actually squeezing the cock.
That she was enjoying herself was evident. He could feel her mouth around his shaft, her lips plunging up and down, her tongue playing along the top of his cock.
And then her body began squeezing in a wild kind of rhythm. Orgiurio realized the woman was coming, spasming insanely and forcing his cock even deeper into her throat, as if to keep herself
from crying out, Her body jerked and bounced as her squishy mint seemed to drive itself harder against his face, as if in an effort to swallow his nose and lips. She writhed madly, squirming all over his mouth, as if frying to use her inner cuntlips to return the kisses of his mouth. Her hands squeezed his balls, but Joe felt no pain.
And then, just as quickly as she had begun, she stopped. She pulled her cunt from his sopping face as she yanked her mouth from his cock.
Turning, she began kissing his mouth, and then her tongue was licking his face, cleaning all her own juices off. She licked his cheeks, his eyelids, his nose, his lips, and his chin. She even licked his neck, and when she was finished licking, she said, 'Okay, Joe. Let's show these two how to really fuck!'
Joe was up and throwing the girl back on the floor, replying, 'Here it comes, Jenna. A king-sized fuck for a real fucking princess!'
He poised his body above hers and looked down. She tried to look sophisticated and knowing, but how sophisticated can a naked female look when her thighs are spread so wide apart? Joe's cock was waving up and down, and he had to grab it with his hand to steady it. He could see the sodden pink gash of her cunt, wide open and waiting for his thrust.
Leaning forward, he placed the heavy knob of his cock against her gaping cunt. When he was certain of his aim, he lunged forward, and his heavy cock steam rolled into her body. He rammed it in to the hilt, and their bellies met with a loud whack. Jenna opened her mouth to scream, but Orgiurio, anticipating it, covered her lips with his own and let his tongue block the scream still climbing out of her throat.
The hot, hard length of the solid cock drove her up the wall. Her tongue came out of her mouth
when he lifted his mouth from hers, and she gasped, as if she were being strangled instead of passionately fucked. Her eyes were glassy. It was as if she were in the throes of some epileptic seizure.
He pulled his cock almost all the way out of her cunt, only to send it powering back in again, burying it as far into the butter like center of her fleshy folds as possible. Now he was going crazy, jazzing his joystick into her as fast as possible. His cock was rock hard, and the urge to come was overpowering, and yet, for some unknown reason, he just couldn't come. Goddamn it to hell, he just couldn't come!
Jenna didn't let his trouble stop her. She began a series of wild, overpowering orgasms, bucking like a bronco, bouncing up off the floor, taking Orgiurio with her as she shivered and shook.
Through it all, Mickey watched, goggle-eyed. The lesson Joe had taught had sunk in quite well. But the lesson Jenna was teaching made a deeper impression on her. She was insatiable. The more she got, the more she wanted. Her orgasm was a never-ending string of firecrackers, one going off after the other. Oh, how Mickey envied the woman. Imagine being able to come like that!
The pressure was continuing to build inside Orgiurio. He had to come or he'd blow up. His cock was his safety valve, and unless it blew off soon, he would explode, shattering into a million pieces.
Mickey saw he was in some kind of agony and resolved to help him the way he had helped her when Mark Silo had fucked her. She knew he had strong feelings for her, and the only way he'd do anything was if she helped him. Though Joe didn't realize it at the time, his conscience was eating away at him. It was the first time he had been in love with a woman, and now, determined as he was to teach her a lesson, his conscience was rebelling
against his fucking another woman while the woman he loved was watching. So Joe Orgiurio, the sadist, was now punishing himself. Unlike Mickey, he was no masochist, and couldn't stand up to the punishment.
Mickey, on the other hand, was no sadist. She couldn't stand to see him being hurt, even if he was hurting himself. She had to help him, and help him she did.
Even as he pounded his raw, solid cock into Jenna's squeezing cunt, Orgiurio felt a tingling run up and down his spine. It was Mickey, kissing him, letting her tongue trace the full length of his spine from his neck to the top of his ass crack, after which her tongue delved even lower, parting his asscheeks as it licked hungrily at his asshole.
The music on the radio had turned to rock, and Joe found himself fucking into Jenna with the same rhythm. How his ass didn't hurt Mickey's face on the back swing was something he would never figure out.
Mickey could hear the music too, and had his strokes perfectly timed. Her tongue delved into his ass each time he shoved back, and stayed there for a fraction of a second prior to his forward lunge. Her fingers were around his waist, teasing and tickling his flesh, and Joe suddenly realized she was helping him come.
And it worked; it really worked.
As Jenna reached the peak of her final climax, Joe erupted into her bottomless cunt, spewing great gouts of hot jism into her, firing heated bolts of white lightning, unleashing the mass of cum contained in his balls, causing them to painfully crush themselves into his body.
Jenna felt the flood pour into her, inundating her entire cunt, washing it with the heavy, copious load of his masculine cream. It spurred her ultimate orgasm to even greater heights as her heels
sank into the floor, almost gouging holes in the carpet.
As for Joe, he felt his climax break against him like a gigantic tidal wave smashing against the shore. It shook him to his soul, and he knew much as he enjoyed fucking Jenna the main reason for so overpowering an orgasm was Mickey Conforte whose tongue in his ass was driving him wild.
Reaching behind him, he grabbed a handful of Mickey's hair and yanked her around to where he knelt between Jenna's thighs.
'Bitch!' he. muttered into her face. 'You goddamned bitch! I came here to gain control over you, and here you are, proving you have control over me!'
Mickey smiled a little, knowing what he said to some small extent was true. But the idea of control was not so strong in her mind as the idea of proving to him how necessary each had become to the other. Mickey had not only learned lessons, but she had taught one, as well.
But Joe was a hard man to teach. Even so, Mickey knew they had the rest of the night, and the next night ahead of them.
CHAPTER SEVEN
People with overblown egos that have been deflated learn hard. Joe Orgiurio was such a person. His pride had been stung, and as far as he was concerned, Mickey Conforte had not yet fully learned her lesson. Still, he had blasted quite a load into Jenna, and he needed a recovery period. Likewise, Jenna was gasping for breath after the way he'd made her come. He knew Mark Silo and Mickey were on the way to recovery, but none of the four of them was ready for anything, yet.
'I think we should have a snack,' Jenna advised. 'There's a lot of stuff in the kitchen. Suppose Mickey and I go down and whip up something?'
'Not a bad idea,' Orgiurio agreed, 'except I want Mickey staying here. I don't want you two chicks alone together.'
