by Bridy McAvoy
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Things had heated up even further for Lizzie. Unlike her friends upstairs she was now accessing four cocks at once. The one buried in her pussy was still continuing to thrust in and out of her like a piston. One of the other men had bent her forward until her mouth was at the right height. Unceremoniously, and certainly without asking her, he had unzipped his flies and rammed his hard dick into her mouth. It took a minute or so for the two men to coordinate their actions but Lizzie was now being thrust into by two cocks. Meanwhile the other two men, sitting on either side of her, had dragged her hands from their knees where she had been supporting herself to their crotches. Both hands were now curling around and stroking another hard dick each.
The fifth man, unable to continue to access Lizzie’s charms, had crossed the few feet and was now kneeling alongside Rebecca who was continuing to ride the mayor, Joe. He eased his hand in between them and began to massage her left nipple, pinching it softly between his finger and thumb.
“You don’t mind, do you, Joe?”
The mayor merely smiled and held Rebecca’s torso away from him a little to allow more freedom of access. His hands still clasped on her ass, he was pumping her vigorously up and down on his shaft to the accompaniment of a series of moans and groans form the enraptured young woman. Feeling a third and then a fourth hand on her, Rebecca opened her lust-hooded eyes and stared into Joe’s face before looking in wonder at the man manipulating her breasts as she rapidly peaked into another orgasm.
As her moans slowly subsided she realized from the look on Joe’s face that he wasn’t far from cumming himself. Glancing over to where Lizzie was working, she could see from the face of the man she was riding that he, too, wasn’t far off either and, from the look of him, the man enthusiastically thrusting into Lizzie’s mouth wasn’t far behind.
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Carol knew the sheer eroticism of the situation would not allow John to continue to fuck her for long, unless he was superhuman. As his thrusts began to speed up she knew he unfortunately wasn’t the latter.
From the noises beside her she knew Susie and Steve weren’t far behind her either. John’s thrusts were becoming stronger and faster; each time he drove all the way into her he was lifting her up onto her toes. The next thrust lifted her feet from the ground momentarily and for a split second her entire weight was suspended on her sensitive vagina. She screamed in ecstasy at the sensation and then again as he repeated the movement over and over. She felt him swell inside of her and knew the moment was near.
A couple of seconds later he thrust all the way into her, lifting her off the ground yet again. She felt the first long stream of his sperm shoot deep into her vagina and splash against the entrance to her womb, the sensation pushing her over the edge into another orgasm. Finally, the intolerably pleasurable pressure on her tender slit eased and she hung limply from her hand restraints as John disengaged. She could feel long strings of his sticky sperm, mixed with her own juices, oozing out of her gaping pussy, and trickling down her thighs.
She eased her tender breasts away from the glass of the window, gasping for air as she descended from the high.
Looking to the side she was in time to see something similar happening to the willowy blonde but Susie was too tall for Steve to lift her off her feet in the way John had done to her. A moment later Steve, too, extracted his softening penis from its willing sheath and the two women hung there as the men adjusted their clothing and then turned to leave.
“Aren’t you going to untie us?”
Carol’s question brought a mutual bark of laughter form the two men and Carol heard footsteps rapidly cross the room behind her.
Crack!
A sharp pain spread across the left cheek of her ass where John had smacked it open-palmed and with some force.
“Ow!”
“Hush, my dear. We have every intention of leaving you there for someone else.”
He turned on his heel and the two men left the room leaving the two well-fucked women dangling from the curtain rails, helpless, as trickles of sperm slowly leaked down towards their stocking tops.
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There was a sudden noise from the doorway but Lizzie couldn’t turn to see what was happening, the prick in her mouth effectively preventing her turning her head. She saw a pair of trouser-covered legs cross behind the man enthusiastically fucking her face and then heard two short whispered conversations on either side of her.
A couple of moments later the men sitting either side of her gently disengaged her hands from their cocks and stood up, to be replaced by two more men sitting down.
Realization flooded into her mind. John and Steve had obviously finished with Carol and Susie and had come down to swap places. She tried to chuckle around the dick in her mouth but it only came out as a choked off gargle. The two men heading upstairs weren’t in Carol’s or Susie’s plan for the evening but Lizzie had included the eventuality in her own. Suddenly, the two men who had sat down next to her, acting on some unseen signal, grabbed hold of her hands and guided them to their crotches.
The dicks she grasped this time weren’t clean and hard, but were soft, slimy with the combined male and female juices. This didn’t worry Lizzie at all as the extra lubrication helped her slide her hand up and down the male appendages.
At that moment the man in front of her couldn’t hold back any longer and thrust his cock deep into her oral cavity. It touched the back of her throat but couldn’t quite penetrate from that position. Nevertheless, the jets of spunk he shot into her disappeared straight down her throat as if she had swallowed him. Struggling to breathe around the large obstruction in her mouth, Lizzie felt the man she was riding tense up and begin to pump his love juice deep into her vagina.
They both pulled out almost simultaneously and the man underneath her pushed her slightly so that she dropped forward onto her hands and knees on the floor in front of him, gasping for breath. Finally catching her breath, she sat back onto her haunches and became aware of her surroundings once more. All four men were lined up in front of her.
“I think our hostess should do clean up duty, don’t you?”
“I agree, clean ‘em, girl. Then you can clean mine too.”
Lizzie turned her head to see Joe crossing the room to stand in line with his friends whilst the final man in the room had turned Rebecca onto her back and, holding her splayed legs straight up in the air, was plowing into her enthusiastically as his efforts pushed her into the chair.
Smiling to herself, Lizzie part crawled, part shuffled to the far end of the line where the first slimy dick was waiting for her ministrations. As she opened her mouth to accept the offering, she knew the act itself would get most, if not all of them hard again. Exactly as she hoped it would.
Chapter 41
The other two men had arrived in the master bedroom and were slowly approaching the two women still hanging suspended in front of the twin windows.
One moved to stand behind Carol and he stretched out a hand and gently caressed the hand shaped red print on her ass where John had slapped it.
“That’s warm. Did you enjoy it?”
Carol shook her head.
“Pity. I thought you might like that sort of thing. I do.”
Her eyes flew open in shock, knowing if he decided to spank her there and then she wouldn’t be able to stop him—she was defenseless. She shook her head violently, not trusting herself to speak.
“So what will you do if I get you down from there?”
“Anything!”
By now Carol’s arms were hurting from the strain of being suspended for so long. Although her feet were on the floor taking her weight her inner thighs were abnormally stretched by the position and beginning to ache as well. From the look on her face Susie wasn’t in much better shape. Although the blonde was taller, Lizzie and Phil had set her foot restraints correspondingly further apart.
The other guy moved up behind Susie.
“How about you
, blondie? Will you do anything if we let you down?”
Susie nodded.
“So, where are the keys to the cuffs?”
“On the dressing table.”
“Good.”
The two men retreated to the far side of the bedroom and had a whispered conversation. Carol knew they were discussing something but couldn’t make out the words. She looked at Susie who just shrugged.
A few moments later the two men smacked palms, a sound that brought a shiver through Carol’s naked body and, picking up the keys, approached the two women.
One of the men came up behind Carol, his hands tracing lightly over the curve of her buttocks, the intimate contact setting off a chain reaction within her sexually heated body. Even though her arms and thighs ached, she could feel the passion beginning to burn in her loins once more. He reached up and undid the loop of one of the handcuffs allowing her to draw the chain over the top of the curtain pole, bringing her arms down at her sides. She reached up to rub her aching shoulders and he allowed her a minute to relax the strained muscles. Carol looked over to see Susie being treated the same way as she was.
“Aren’t you going to remove the cuffs completely?”
The man laughed before answering.
“I don’t think so. Put your hands behind you.”
With her feet still shackled to the bottom corners of the floor to ceiling window, Carol couldn’t even turn to confront him. Knowing she couldn’t prevent him doing whatever he wanted, she meekly put her arms behind her back allowing him to fasten the cuff once more. At least they were padded so there was no metal digging into her wrists.
He bent down at her feet and quickly undid the cuffs there, this time leaving the cuffs fastened to the floor bolts, not around her ankles. Again she checked to see her blonde friend being treated in exactly the same way.
The relief from the release of her feet allowing her to flex her legs, was immense and she was grateful to the man, but was still unsure about his intentions. Again he paused for a minute allowing her to ease the ache from the muscles of her thighs.
The other man moved first, leading a docile and compliant Susie across to the bed. He turned her to face him at the foot of the bed and, without warning, pushed her backward. Being unable to use her hands to stop herself, Susie gave a little yelp of surprise as she landed backward on the bed, her legs coming up automatically as the rotation continued. Moments later the blonde woman was lying on the bed, legs apart, unable to move, looking up at her tormentor. The other man led Carol round to stand facing her.
“She looks to have been pretty well fucked, doesn’t she?”
Carol licked her dry lips and nodded.
“On your knees.”
Already anticipating what was to come, Carol’s eyes had gone wide open. Carol sank to her knees between Susie’s feet which hung over the edge of the bed. Susie’s tormentor had moved round to the side of the bed leaving Carol’s standing behind her.
“I think you’d better clean your friend up.”
Knowing she had no choice, Carol shuffled closer to the end of the bed until her thighs touched the bedding and, leaning forward, put her face within inches of Susie’s vagina.
“Spread them, both of you.”
Obediently Susie allowed her legs to splay further apart, opening her vulva up to Carol’s gaze. Carol shuffled her own legs apart into the space Susie had made and leaned down to her appointed task. The first thing she noticed as she extended her tongue to touch the pretty pink folds of Susie’s outer labia was the smell. The scent of mingled female and male juices stung her nostrils. Then the taste, the sweetness of Susie she remembered from their earlier sessions with Phil, the salty taste of the semen she knew of old. The mixture was both strange and fascinating.
Susie began to move under Carol’s ministrations—the blonde could not help being stimulated by her friend’s delicate actions. Her hips began to grind in slow circles as she attempted to push her sex closer to the teasing touch of Carol’s tongue.
Carol jumped slightly when she felt a pair of hands touch her ass once more.
“Hush, little one.”
Crack!
Again her bare ass was slapped, this time by a man who had already professed to enjoy spanking a woman. It stung, but not as much as John’s slap had earlier. Nevertheless, her body convulsed, with the impact pushing her face deeper into the juncture of Susie’s long legs. The blonde moaned out her pleasure from the increased contact and Carol realized the juices were now coating her face as she desperately tried to obey the instructions she had been given.
She opened her eyes to look past the thrusting pelvis of her friend to see why the last moan had been cut off like that. She was just in time to see the man lift Susie’s head and push his thick cock even further into her mouth.
Crack!
This time her other cheek stung as the man behind her slapped it. She redoubled her efforts and was rewarded when he stopped and she felt him sink to his knees behind her, between her own spread legs. Moments later his dick penetrated her own slick channel, still running with the juices from her earlier fucking.
The ménage carried on for several minutes. Every time the man behind Carol thrust into her, her face was pushed into Susie’s pussy. Her lips and tongue were working overtime but Susie was gushing more juices onto her face all the time. At the same time, the other man was continuing to fuck Susie’s face and neither woman could do anything to stop the action.
Finally, she felt the man between her legs tense and the second load of cum this evening was fired into her womb. Moments later, Susie stiffened in front of and around her face, her legs clamping on the sides of Carol’s head as the other man filled her mouth full of his jism, too.
Lizzie, meanwhile, had brought the row of cocks in front of her back to full hardness. Rebecca had done the same for her latest partner and the two women were now kneeling back to back in the center of a circle, each one sucking on a hard cock whilst pulling and caressing another one with each hand. Every so often Joe would call out Change and the men would all move one place to the right and the process would start again.
This was the amazing sight which greeted Carol and Susie when the two men led their now unfettered charges back into the room.
Carol, in particular, looked a real sight. Her face was shining in the light, painted quite literally with Susie’s juices. Streams of cum had leaked from Carol’s pussy, reaching as far down as her stocking tops and Carol could feel them seeping into the elastic around her thighs. The blonde wasn’t much better. The man who had cum in her mouth had produced a copious load which had flowed out of the corners of her mouth and now the drying residue coated her chin and had dripped down onto her breasts.
At that moment one of the men being jerked by Lizzie couldn’t hold it back any longer. His own hand flashed down and he pushed his penis to point at the side of Lizzie’s head. Unable to get out of the way, Lizzie could only close her eyes as the ropes of sticky ejaculate was sprayed over the side of her face and into her hair. A moment later one of the men Rebecca was tending also let rip, coating her face. Two minutes later it was all over, all six had sprayed their cream over the faces of the two women in the circle.
“Right, boys, that’s it for the day. I suggest you all go home and get a good night’s sleep. Be back here for ten in the morning. Stay right where you are, ladies.”
With that, Joe hustled the men out of the room and the four women heard him usher them out of the front door. A minute later he reappeared in the doorway behind the puzzled women.
“Slight change of plan there, Lizzie. Two of the wives got a bit suspicious so we made it a day time and evening thing, rather than a weekend. So you get the chance to get some beauty sleep after all.”
He chuckled, the sound low and evil.
“Well, some of you, anyway, depends on who is going to keep me company tonight, of course. Now, scoot and shower. You all look a mess. I’ll make my choice later.”
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p; Chapter 42
In the cold light of morning, Carol realized Joe had got rid of the other guys so he could sleep with both Lizzie and Susie together, something he’d have not managed with the other guys around.
“The sly old fox!”
She grinned at her reflection in the mirror. The afternoon of the previous day had been kind of fun and the evening hadn’t been all that bad either. She checked in the full length mirror—no, her ass wasn’t marked from the spanking she’d received. That was an experience she filed away for future reference before returning to put the finishing touches on her makeup. Lizzie had insisted that today was Availability Day, so no underwear be worn other than the ubiquitous suspender belts and stockings.
This was going to be topped off by a scandalously short rah-rah shirt and a short tie-on see-through blouse. As Carol put the finishing touches to her outfit, trying to adjust the top, without success, to provide some element of modesty, her front door bell rang. When she went to the door she remembered the event with the delivery man and checked through the spy hole first. To her relief it was Rebecca and not some stranger.
“Come in.”
“Thanks.”
“Coffee? We’ve got a few minutes before we are due back next door.”
“Umm… Please.”
Rebecca was similarly dressed to Carol, although her outfit was black compared to Carol’s white, both of their heels clicking on the marble floor as Carol led her neighbor through into the kitchen.
“You okay?”
Rebecca looked fantastic in the outfit, Carol thought, but there was something a little odd behind the eyes. She nodded as Carol handed her a mug.
“I think so.”
“Sure? You look a bit unsure, even unhappy.”
Rebecca smiled, and it was as if the sun had come out. What had been there was gone.
“No, honestly, I’m fine but can I ask you a question?”
