Chapter 6

"Jesus! James, that was hotter than hot!" Shelly said and took a long pull at her Budweiser.

"You liked it huh?"

"Wow!"

Sully chimed in, "Told you."

"So you did, so you did." I drained my beer and headed to the fridge for another round. When I returned, Shelly was kneeling between Sully's legs, examining his cock. I was curious myself and saw that head of his cock was like a small apple, with a deep cleft at the bottom of his glans that flared up like a big giant mushroom. She continued to play with it and eventually his precum oozed out and dribbled like honey over her questing finger tips as Shelly caressed the knob.

"Oh, yeah," he chanted over and over.

I watched her tighten her grip, and smile as her wrist jerked the round, heavy roll of foreskin up and down his cock. I was erect again watching as she rolled his foreskin back up over the head.

Shelly looked at me and laughed. Sully's eyes were closed, he was definitely enjoying this slow masturbation.

"He's so... sticky," she laughed, "see?"

What I saw was her outstretched legs, inviting me to stroke her fire down below as she worked his engine up topside.

"Touch me, please," she whispered.

I began to rub her nipple using slow, tantalizing circles as she reached out and gripped my dick too. She lay back, relaxed against the pillows, pumping both our pricks and occasionally leaning over and licked them in turn.

Sully's fingers found her cunt and delved inside.

The room was filled with soft moans as the three of us moved toward yet another climax. Shelly drew in her breath. "I've always wondered what it would be like to do this," she whispered.

"And?" Sully asked.

"It's fucking fantastic!" She leaned forward and kissed him. It was a long, languid kiss -- pure love. I felt like an intruder except she had such a tight grip on my dick that I knew I belonged.

Shelly began to pump his cock with long strokes from the base to the tip, milking him with increasing pressure. Her hand movements blurred as she stared at his bulging prick, waiting to see the juice squirt. I remained motionless, content to witness her ministering to him.

We all felt Sully's body writhe as he lunged upwards, driving his cock harder into her hand, his cock jumping in her pounding fist, spurted. Not squirt after squirt, as one might expect, but one continuous stream of cum onto her thighs. As Sully was groaning out the last of his great ejaculation, Shelly took me back into tow and started to bring me off too. Her delicate fingers traced the thickened skin of my balls, scratching at the rough surface there, while her other hand moved into high gear on my quivering cock. I was coming and aimed my load at her face and exploded. It clung like gelatin globules to her nose and hair as she shook with laughter.

"Now that's the nasty, right there," she said and used her fingers to scoop up a glob and place it daintily on the tip of her tongue. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm going to have some of my birthday cake now. She found another glob in her hair and swallowed it. Got to have something sweet to follow that with, she laughed, rose to her feet and went into the kitchen.

"Sully," I said, "I'm all fucked out. Will I ruin the party if I leave?"

"Have some cake first, okay?"

"Sure. Christ, I can't believe what happened here."

"Hey, when you're hot, you're hot."

Shelly called us out to the table where huge slices of cake awaited us. We scarfed them up and after Sully burped contentedly, I knelt down on the floor and moved between Shelly's thighs.

"Gotta pay my final respects to the birthday girl," I mumbled.

"Oh, another present?"

"Kinda."

"Wonderful. Gonna do it here in the kitchen?"

"Does it matter?"

"No way. Go for it James. Get down and dirty."

She shrieked with joy as my tongue grazed her flank. Then I was licking her stomach, wriggling my tongue around in her navel. Before long her hands were guiding me, pushing me lower. I wanted to taste her again. I could feel her wiry pubic hair against my chin and then my tongue delved into her juicy and she was chanting, "Yes... baby! Eat my cunt... Eat me, James!"

She was sloppy wet. As I ate her I tried to remember a woman with so much juice running out of her pussy as Shelly did and drew a blank.

Sully opened another beer and toasted us as we went at it. I grunted and stood up, lifting Shelly in the process, only to set her ass on the table and push her down. Her legs went up around my shoulders as I continued to devour her pussy.

She was screaming now, hips jerking spasmodically. Sully held her head to protect her from hurting herself. She was pulling on my hair so hard I thought I'd lose clumps of to her.

She was coming and demanded that one of us fuck her. "Give it to me! Now, now, now!" She tried to yank my face from her crotch and succeeded. Once again, I lifted her up.

"Wrap those fuckin' legs around m, I'm gonna fuck your brains out!" I screamed in her face.

"Oh, yeah! Do it! Do it! Do it!"

My dick was poking her right in the stomach just above her pubic hair began.

"Come on James, stick your cock in me and fuck me until I can't walk. Come on, you fucker!"

Holding her up with one hand, I walked us both to the wall and using it for support decided to fuck the living shit out of her. I lowered my cock until the head was just grazing her swollen cunt lips. As the head of my dick eased into her, Shelly opened her mouth and our tongue searched for each other. The kiss lasted a long time and we were both breathless from fucking when it ended. I held her pinioned against the wall, my hands kneading her ass, my dick grinding against pubic hair.