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Honeymoon Squared - Chapter 04
In no time flat Lucinda and Roxy had me on the bed, arms and legs extended as if I was bound spread-eagle and at their mercy. To be honest once Roxy straddled my head and shoulders just before dropping her fleshy pudendum on my upturned face, I was effectively at her mercy. To make it even more to their advantage, Lucinda's strong hand trapped my balls while her hot mouth engulfed my cock. So while Roxy ground her pussy up and down my face, Lucinda sucked like a vacuum cleaner to harden my cock to the maximum. I was their captive and we all knew it.
My tongue joined the action and began marching up into Roxy's very wet and rather warm twat like it was a conquering army. That ring of pubic hair she sported began to tickle me as I explored the goodies in her lunch box. Now there was a new distraction, one that I rarely experienced. Lucinda was giving me a professional rim job with all the trimmings, her tongue probing and pressing against my anus while she slobbered a steady stream of saliva around the area where her tongue was working. Then when she blew, it got cold very quickly and what a rush that was, as my most sensitive region pebbled and tried to shrink. I could hear her giggling as she continued this slow torment, more saliva being added so the next warm breath would have even a greater effect on me. You talk about being tortured, this was one great method almost guaranteed to crack the most stubborn male.
It was Roxy who rescued me from a fate that held no fear for yours truly. I was gathering steam and on the verge of giving Lucinda an unpleasant surprise for the nasty way she was treating my more sensitive parts. Then off in the distance, barely audible, came Roxy's voice asking if she could take a ride on my baloney pony before Lucinda got me off. The rush of fresh air revived me considerably when her cunt separated from my face, leaving behind a telltale aroma and a huge wet spot covering most of my face. I had to blink a few times to clear my eyes, and by then all I could see was Roxy's awesome ass blocking my view of anything else as she squatted, waiting for the housekeeper to finish teasing me.
She started off riding me in reverse cowgirl, making sure she was properly mounted. Damn that pussy felt great as it massaged the entire length of my raging hard-on. Up and down and around and around that tight twat moved as she picked up the pace and we went from a canter to a full gallop. This woman really knew how to fuck! Once more thoughts of having her move in with me and my witless bride crossed my mind. I had visions of Gwen fluffing me while Roxy played with her amazingly tight pussy, anticipating another solid performance from her son-in-law.
Roxy swiveled around on my pole and hunched over to get some power into her movements. Now Lucinda got into the act, licking my balls every time Roxy lifted that awesome ass up to ready herself for another downward move that would swallow me to the root. I looked up and enjoyed the sight of her enhanced tits bouncing up and down in rhythm with the pressure she was applying to my ready to burst cock. Then she took a sudden break to catch her breath, after all she was no spring chicken and was doing all the work. I wondered if it made good sense for us to switch positions so I could finish her off properly. I decided against it for a variety of reasons, all selfish. I wanted to have something left to handle Lucinda and maybe even her friend, June.
She leaned over just enough that I could lick the sweat off her tits which made her smile and sigh. She went lower and now I was sucking those firm mounds and making the nipples super hard. She managed to actually get herself into position for some serious french kissing and we ardently swapped saliva and tongues. Then she quickly broke contact, straightened herself up and resumed riding me at a brisk gallop, her hips swiveling nicely and that wet cunt keeping my hard cock imprisoned as she worked to get us back into the barn before the storm broke.
I lost it down the home stretch, squirting my white sauce up into her grasping, clutching cunt as she moaned and sighed, that hot pussy squeezing out every drop I had to offer. Lucinda started applauding and saying something in Mexican which meant absolutely nothing to me. Roxy fed me some tongue and dripped perspiration, or should I say sweat, all over my chest as she leaned over and tried to recover her equilibrium. I felt a little greedy because it was fairly obvious that her big O train was still in the roundhouse. I made a vow to make amends before the night was over, then tabled that promise as the realization sank in that Lucinda and probably June wanted their piece of the cock as well.
Roxy finally decided she should get off the pony and freshen up a little before getting back in line for another ride. Just before Lucinda planted her hairy pussy onto my face, I watched Roxy's outstanding butt twitching from side to side as she headed for the bathroom. Lucinda's cunt was neither sweet nor wet, which came as a surprise. Frankly I was kind of pooped from Roxy and really needed some time to get myself psyched up for another go-round with this heavy hitter. She was not in the mood for any excuses and emphasized that by burying my entire face inside her thick patch of springy pubic hair. The ball, or was it the pussy, was now in my court, and it was play or be smothered. I steeled myself for some serious tongue and mouth activity, even though I was not exactly in the mood for this type of activity.
Lucinda did her part, sucking my tired cock and occasionally licking my shrunken balls with her fat tongue. She even managed to lean forward and lick my asshole for a few golden moments. That did the trick and my dick began hardening. Just when it started to get interesting, I heard a holler from Roxy, even though that forest of thick pubic hair was doing a god job of isolating me from the rest of the world. Lucinda's juicing pussy was quickly removed from my face as she sprang from the bed and headed for the other room. It took me a few seconds to regain my senses, and by then all I could hear was a babble of voices, which made no sense.
By the time I got into the other room, Lucinda and June were jawing eye to eye while Roxy stood there wringing her hands. I looked down at my new wife and definitely did not like what I saw. She was not moving and a couple of pillow cases were wrapped around her neck and held in place by a leather strap pulled tight. Then I realized that June had her forearm up into Gwen's cunt, well past the wrist! "What the hell was this all about?" I asked myself. It was then that Lucinda took action and loosened the strap, muttering in that strange version of Spanish that I was hearing more of every day. Roxy was still having a fit, but at least it was a bit more quiet than previously. Then Gwen began to struggle against her bonds, a sign that everything was well.
It was June who broke the silence to inform everyone that she knew exactly what she was doing and offered to give anyone else a chance to join in the fun. Lucinda grinned, then laughed out loud as it struck home to her what June was doing to my bride. Looking at me she chuckled with a twinkle in her dark eyes and suggested that I break in my new wife and at the same time enjoy a trick June had just taught her.
Roxy quickly dropped to her knees and began gobbling my cock like it was candy. Lucinda joined in and they played pass the baton with my joint, each one seeing how much she could make it grow before turning it over to her partner. Meanwhile June had pulled her hand from Gwen's tight cunt and was making my new bride lick off the pussy juice she had deposited on it while June was fisting her. I couldn't help noticing a change in Gwen, especially the way she was going at all the salty mixture that had been scrapped off her cunt walls by June.
So it was that one night after my wedding night I went to work on my bride while her mother, the hotel housekeeper and her roommate witnessed and assisted in the consummation of my marriage. To say it was an eerie experience would be putting it mildly. June, now wearing only her thong bikini, placed the double pillow case over Gwen's head despite her protests to the contrary. She was still held fast to the bed by her underwear that was doubling as restraints, and her struggles were ignored. Roxy hovered over her daughter to make sure that nothing would go wrong as June tightened the strap around Gwen's neck, beginning the process of asphixiating her. Lucinda was tonguing my asshole and guiding my cock into my wife's tight and surprisingly wet cunt.
To me it was as if my dick was moving through warm butter that had just been churned. This almost made my wait worth it. After a few tentative strokes to make sure that she was ready for some serious dicking I shifted gears and started pumping her like she was a cheap whore. It was all me and nothing for her as I plowed that field like some high octane fueled tractor. Lucinda helped matters by whispering obscenities into my ear and telling me that the whore I was fucking needed it ten times a night or else she felt cheated. That made me move to a higher gear and my dick felt like it was scrapping all sorts of gunk off her cunt walls as it moved deeper and faster into that soaking fuck hole.
Then I heard June's voice cautioning me that things were about to change and change big time. True to her word, Gwen's cunt clamped down on my cock like a vise. It was like running full tilt into a brick wall. My dick was trapped in a death grip! Before I could panic, it relaxed and I started pumping her like a maniac, more out of fear and vengeance than anything else. I'd show this cock teaser what a real man would do to her if she pulled that kind of crap. Then I ran into another speedtrap and slowed to a crawl as that twat tightened once more and this time it lasted more than just a couple of seconds. Again she released my prong and so I punished that pussy some more with even harder strokes, putting my back into it and drawing excited urging from both amateur part-time whores to keep it coming as they watched me try to pulverize my bride of two days.
It was kind of weird to be fucking my bride for the first time and yet somehow notice that her mother is less than five feet away and she's shamelessly strumming her clit like it's a banjo. Every time I saw that, my cock tried to go a little faster and deeper. I really wanted to hurt Gwen and make her pay for all the idiocy she made me put up with. This little cunt was nothing but a cheap whore as far as I was concerned. As soon as I got her back home she had two choices, start hooking for me until she made me my first million, or accept a no fault divorce that she or her mom would pay me to initiate. It's amazing what you can imagine while you're fucking your wife for the first time.
I wasn't sure about letting Roxy move in with me either, since her dumb, cock-teasing daughter also carried the same genes as dear old mom. Maybe I could have her hooking too? Who knows, I might parlay a mother-daughter hooker team into major cash in less than a year? Then there was always the Japanese market; those freaks would eat this pair up like they were sushi.
By now Gwen was clicking off contractions every thirty seconds and they lasted for almost the same amount of time. This was getting to be much more than I could handle, so I pulled out between contractions and jacked off all over her tits, which weren't moving, a signal that she was in deep trouble oxygen wise. I waved my arms and yelled at June, who was so transfixed by what was going on that she had totally forgot that Gwen needed air to stay alive. This time it took the better part of five minutes of frantic efforts to finally get Gwen awake and ready for more fun and games.
All Gwen wanted to do now was fuck and she was rather vocal about it. Lucinda and June put their heads together and decided to check around town to see if any of their contacts woud be interested in a girl for the evening, one who was relatively fresh and very eager to please. While the made some calls I let Gwen suck my cock while her mom added some fuel to the fire by managing to get her relatively small hand into her daughter's soaking wet and recently shaven snatch and proceeded to see just how far up that tight birth canal she could make it go. I was rock hard and Roxy's arm was in Gwen almost to the elbow when Lucinda happily announced that there was an adult bookstore only a short driving distance from here that needed a booth girl for the evening.
( To be continued - jethro jodhpur )
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