and Terry's pretty pink lips. Her mouth began watering, and she found herself mentally urging her friend on.
'Go on… kiss it,' Rick moaned, taking the words right out of Kit's mouth.
Terri smiled and made a purring sound deep in her throat She moved her head forward and pressed her lips against the base of his rigid dick.
Her lips parted and the tip of her tongue burrowed into the black forest of his pubic hair and then began a wet, glistening trail up his blushing, throbbing shaft. She held the mammoth rod with a strong pressure as her lips covered the length of Rick's fat fuck-pole, her tongue flicking and darting and curling around its circumference, as it moved upwards.
At the veiny tip of his cock, Terri paused momentarily, as though she were almost overcome by the intoxicating passion generated by her wanton task. Her blue-green eyes, humid pools of lust, looked up at Rick. Already tense with the wild sensation evoked by her practiced mouth, he merely nodded, wing her on.
Again, Terri's mouth descended on his tool.
Her tongue flicked wetly across the distended, slit like cum-hole, and then moved in circular a pattern around the swollen knob. When she planted a sucking kiss on his sensitive, swollen cock-head, Kit saw Rick grit his teeth and arch his back against the mind-blowing sensation this caused in him. A guttural groan escaped his lips as Terri moved her hungry mouth up and down the underside of his prick, until finally the sparse hairs on his balls were tickling her nostrils.
She took one of his bursting nuts in her mouth and sucked on it like a piece of hard candy. Then she moved down, down, and, blowing softly, stuck her wet tongue in Rick's asshole.
'Oh, baby!' Rick groaned as he bucked up to her in feverish passion.
Immediately Terri's tongue was teasingly snaking back up the throbbing pillar of cock-meat. When she reached the engorged knob, Rick's fingers entwined in her hair and guided her hungry, O-shaped mouth over his swollen cock-head.
'Suck it, baby,' he grated through bared teeth. 'Use your lips on it like you'd use your cunt!'
'Mmmmmm,' Terri gurgled as she stuck as much of his cock as she could into her mouth, compressed her lips tightly around the shaft, and began moving her head up and down, making tiny succulent noises and creating an exquisite friction between cock and lips.
'Yeah… yeah,' Rick groaned. 'Suck it… suck it!'
He was watching her intently as her head bobbed up and down on his flick-pole. He seemed insanely fascinated by the alternate billowing of her cheeks, by the difference in flesh tones between the fair complexion of her face and the giddy rush of his rock-hard, saliva-coated cock.
Kit's own pussy was spasming and creaming its juice as she saw Terri feverishly increase the tempo of her pistoning like mouth, saw Rick begin to arch his hips upwards in an attempt to force his bursting prick even, deeper
into the beautiful girl's throat. 'Harder!' he hissed. 'Suck it harder, baby!'
Faster and faster, he fucked into the girl's avid mouth, jerking his hips back and forth furiously. His cock seemed to swell to bigger and newer dimensions, and its ruddy color deepened as more blood surged into its sponge-like passages.
Frantic slurping, sucking, smacking noises filled the room as the crescendo neared. Suddenly, Rick's climax was heralded by his agonized cry of ecstasy.
'Ooooohhhhhh, shit, baby! I–I'm… I'm cooommiinnnggg!'
And in the next instant, the fat, glistening cock began jerking and spunking convulsively into Terri's waiting, eager mouth, scalding her throat torrents of hot, creamy fuck-juice, filling her oral cavity until at last she gagged and had to swallow. But even then some of the sticky, white jizz escaped her pumping, tightly compressed lips. A few drops ran down her chin, while still more drops coursed down the saliva-slickened rod that was still bucking and spewing more juice into her mouth.
Terri continued to swallow Rick's cum as fast as she could, until finally the muscular contractions of his cock began to subside and the spasming jets of cum began to languish. She continued to suck until the last drop of juice had passed through her lips and was on its way to her belly. When the stiff meat between her lips began to grow limp, she took her mouth away and began licking the remaining spunk from his wilting shaft.
Then she rested her head on his wet thigh and purred dreamily with satisfaction. 'It was good,' she said simply.
Rick, too breathless to respond with words, punted his agreement.
Kit, her hand full of her own pussy-juice from bringing herself off, crept back out of her own bedroom, across the living room, and quietly closed the front door behind her.
'Be right there,' Terri called from the bedroom. 'Just gotta grab my swim suit.'
'From what Michael said,' Kit grinned, 'we probably won't need one!'
Kit had decided to ask Terri to go along on the cruise, a little for moral support, and, just maybe, there might be a part in the film for her best friend, too. Neither one of them had had much work in the past six months, and they were running low on bread.
'Okay, future superstar, let's go!' Terri said, breezing past her and out the door.
Michael had been right about the yacht-it was the biggest fucking boat in the entire marina, and when the girls pulled up and parked their Triumph at the. dock, Michael was standing on the bow, waving them aboard.
'Mmmm, not bad,' Terri murmured.
'Which?' Kit replied. 'The boat or the man?' 'Both, as a matter of fact,' Terri smiled. 'Is he all yours? Or can anybody play?'
Kit turned serious for a moment. 'To tell you the truth, Ter, I'm not sure. I kinda wish he were all mine, but… I have the feeling no one female will ever be able to claim him.'
As if in answer to the question, they looked up to the bow of the ship just as the beautiful blonde secretary from Reynolds' office appeared beside him, and hooked her arm protectively through his.
Turning to Terri, Kit shrugged and said, 'See what I mean?'
Terri leaned over and gave her friend a reassuring squeeze on her arm.
'Forget it, honey. There are a lot of cocks on the beach, as the saying goes. Let's enjoy 'em all!'
The cruise over to the island was a ban, with Bloody Mary's and sloe gin fizzes appearing every five minutes on a tray carried by a handsome, uniformed cabin boy.
The guests on board turned out to be ideally tuned in to one another. In addition to Kit, Terri and Michael, there was Michael's beautiful secretary, Sandra, George Steinburg, the producer, and owner of the boat, and Cliff Richards, a gorgeous hunk of man and a damn fine actor, who had already been nominated for two Oscars.
After lunch, the three girls immediately stripped their clothes off and stretched their naked bodies out on the upper deck to take advantage of the sun.
Kit looked at Sandra's body admiringly. She was in her early thirties, tall and slender, with clear, icy-blue eyes. Her tits were like a couple of pillows, soft and bouncy, the kind you want to fluff up and bury your face in.
Then Kit rolled over and looked at her friend Terri. Hers was the opposite build of Sandra, short and plumpish, with round, firm buttocks that jiggled delectably when she walked. Even now, stretched out on the air mattress, they wiggled like two bowls of jello whenever she stirred. Sensing Kit's gaze, Terri
suddenly looked up at her friend, gave her a, wink and rolled over onto her back, exposing a deep auburn beaver that perfectly matched the chestnut mane on her head.
Absently, Kit wondered to herself what it would be like to nuzzle her hose into that beautiful bush. She had never made it with another girl before. Not because she hadn't wanted to. It had just never come up. But on this cruise, she thought, anything might be possible. She smiled contentedly and dozed off under the soothing rays of the hot sun.
They were awakened by the three men sharply whacking each of them on their bare rumps. 'Hey, everybody
