Chapter 7

Connie welcomed him as if she hadn't seen him in a year.

She pulled him tight against her, clamping him to her to meet his assault. Her arms wound around his body in a frenzy, with every ounce of vigor she possessed.

At that rate, it couldn't last long. And it didn't. But right up to the moment-when his shuddering told her he was satisfied, she loved the strength and fury of him as she never had before.

When he subsided, he slid down a little and his head came to rest in the valley separating her breasts. She wound her fingers into his hair.

"Ben," she whispered.

"Yeah?"

"She's here... the girl I told you about. Lisa. She's in the other bedroom."

"And she's waiting for us? Both of us?"

"Yes."

"Do you really think it will do any good?" Ben asked.

"I think so."

"All right. Let's go."

Naked, the two of them slipped into the adjoining bedroom. Lisa lay like a black-haired goddess, nude, on the bed. Her legs were spread wide and her eyes were closed.

"This is Ben, Lisa," Connie said. "My lover... our lover."

Lisa was silent. Her only movement was a nod.

Connie and Ben got into the bed on each side of the girl. They stared at her breasts and worked their way down to her toes. The two bodies so naked and close and loving soon broke down Lisa's tension. They brought out a longing in the girl that she never knew existed.

Lisa sighed as she felt Ben's face settle between her thighs and his tongue part her lower lips. She pulled Connie's head down to her tits and felt the beautiful woman respond to her nipples with warm, soft lips. They remained like that for several minutes, close, feeling each other's breath on their flesh.

Then her mind and body started stirring with the first real passion she had felt in ages. The warmth and compassion of the moment made her realize that she suddenly felt love for both these people. She felt Connie's heavy breasts pressed hotly against her belly and her head cradled between her own tits.

What Connie had said earlier now made sense. They had both been enjoying, in their own separate ways, but not sharing. Now, with Ben, they would be sharing.

Ben moved her body in such a way that the dark, furry triangle of her cunt came in close contact with Ben's searching mouth and probing tongue. She moaned softly and spread her thighs further apart, rotating the flesh of her firm ass cheeks down into the mattress. Connie sucked her tits while Lisa ground the satin of her pubic curls and the swollen flesh of her cuntlips into Ben's sucking mouth.

Connie's own tits and cunt were starting to twitch with excitement. Her flesh was hot and growing hotter with the sensations sent out in waves by Lisa's body beneath her own.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Lisa," Ben mumbled from between her thighs. "I'm going to stick my cock in your cunt and fuck you."

"Yes, oh, yes. And Connie, give me your pussy," Lisa urged.

"It's full of Ben's cum," Connie replied. "We just fucked in the other room."

"I know," Lisa said. "That's why I want it."

And then one of Lisa's hands slithered down between their bodies and cupped Connie's pussy. She stroked her inner thighs and then used her fingers to part the fleshy lips of her recently fucked cunt. Lisa felt Ben's cum soak her palm and it thrilled her.

The increasingly erotic sensations caused by Lisa's manipulating fingers crawled through Connie's flesh, up from her throbbing belly to swell and harden her full, round tits where they rested against the young girl's belly.

She gasped and pressed the yielding lips of her cunt further over the questing fingers. She raised her head again and took one of Lisa's heaving tits into her mouth in a long, sucking kiss. Her wet mouth moved lovingly over one throbbing tit to the other, sucking and laving the hardened nipples in turn.

Lisa felt Ben's body move up between her thighs. She felt his enormous cockhead tickle her cunt hair. She could feel the tide of juices flowing from her own cunt as she pulled Connie's pussy over her face.

"Cock and pussy," she groaned. "Cock and pussy all at the same time."

She reached down and grasped Ben's cock. "My God, it's like a horse!"

"You'll love it," Connie moaned, lowering her cunt until she could just brush her pussy lips and soaking pubic hair across Lisa's face.

Lisa's mind started to swim with the wild passion of the scene they were playing.

"Are you ready?" Ben said. "Do you want my cock in your cunt now?"

"Yes," she said between clenched teeth, her body shivering with anticipation of the impending fuck.

She leaned back on the pillow and felt her body move as she placed her legs on his back.

When his cockhead was nestling against her cunt, she reached between her legs with both hands and grasped the staff. She ran it up and down her slit and moaned as she felt it split her cuntlips. She wiggled her ass until she felt the tip and then the whole knob ream her hole. The cuntlips stretched wide until she thought he would tear her apart. The fleshy, hard ridges at the top of his cockhead rubbed against her clitoris.

"The head is in you, baby," Ben said, his breathing heavy above her.

"I know. OOOOHHHH, FUCK! Shit, it feels good!" she gasped.

"Tell me when you want more."

"Now! Go ahead, give me cock. I want it. Oh, shit, I want the whole fucking thing!"

Lisa felt another surge of affection and love as Connie's cuntlips opened and poured juice and cum into her mouth. She darted her tongue into the warm cavern that pressed against her face.

Connie's flesh was now boiling with need and passion as she felt Lisa's tongue lick her pussy.

Then Ben's cock was reaming the beautiful brunette's cunt hole. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. The pain was enormous and intense. With just a few inches of his cock inside her, it felt as though the knob would soon come out her throat. She could feel the friction of his wide prick clear out to the edge of her widespread thighs.

"Oh, Jesus," she screamed, "it's killing me! It feels like your cock's clear up my belly already! But don't stop! I want it! I want to be fucked with your cock!"

She knew the width of his dick from having it in her hand. In her mind she gauged the length of the prick. She remembered that when her hand had been at the root of the cock, its head had rested on the inner part of her arm.