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     Craig was ecstatic. He had really hoped he would get another shot at
Jennifer.  Someone so lovely, so divine, it would have been a shame not to
sample her just one last time.  So, on this occasion, he decided to act like
the condemned prisoner getting his one last wish.
     "I want you to lie back on the bed, close your eyes, and just let me
worship your body, a body that certainly deserves all the worship I can lavish
upon it."  The memory of her heart-stopping shape had not eluded me, but
seeing her again, her skin softer than I had recalled, her breasts fuller and
warmer than my memory had captured, her stomach flatter, her thighs more
welcoming, her legs longer and more alluring, it all ate my senses and made me
wonder if I wasn't losing my mind!  HOW!  How in hell could I have forgotten
even one detail of such a ravishing woman?!  Was I slipping, or was it that
her total beauty was more than one man's mind could thoroughly grasp?
     I slipped to  the  foot  of  the  bed, my penis hard, throbbing, stiffly
rubbing against the smooth sheet of the king-sized bed, and took her foot in
my hand.  It was soft, not surprisingly, as she was the essence of softness.
My mouth opened and I sucked her toes into it.  My tongue rolled up, over,
under and between each toe.  It seemed impossible to have my mind inundated
with passion over just kissing and licking a mere foot, but Jennifer possessed
nothing purely ordinary.  Think hard enough about it and you will get hard
enough, I thought.  Wars were started over bodies like hers...Gods killed
other gods for a heavenly shape like hers.
     I took my time.  During it all, Jennifer was becoming more and more tensed
with sexual need and desire.  She was literally shaking with passion.  As my
lips moved up across her ankles to just beyond her knees, she was breathing the
raspy breaths of a woman who wants to be fucked.  And she knew it was coming
eventually, but her body was having to withstand a kind of tortured pleasure
that was difficult to cope with.  I licked her inner thighs, and the creaminess
of her skin made my mouth water.  Just touching her skin created a heat in my
fingertips that I'd never experienced before.
     My mouth lingered at her groin, my tongue following the crease upward and
onto the side of her hip.  I wasn't sure I could continue.  I wasn't sure I
would be able to follow the lines, the perfect lines, of her body with my
tongue.  I wanted to just dive into her pussy, to lick and suck there until
all of her juices were gone, and then to start them up again.  But I forced my
mouth to move upward, not downward, to her moist cunt lips.  Her breath drew
in quickly when my mouth touched the bottom of her breasts.  I licked the ridge
under both her massive globes, and the skin there was soft, hot and tasty.  And
when my mouth moved within a millimeter of her nipple, then swerved suddenly
to kiss the base of her throat, I thought she was going to have a heart attack.
     I had every intention of sucking her long, hard nipples into my mouth, and
wanted them there.  But I truly wanted this night to never end, wanted to
prolong the feelings that time has a habit of eroding.  I was not sure when I
would ever be with another woman on this Earth who would make me feel the way
I was now feeling, so I was making damned sure it lasted as long, as
wonderfully long, as I could.  She reached up and touched my mouth.
     "Suck my nipples, please!  Oh, they ache to be sucked!"  She guided my
mouth to her breasts and I did suck them.  Gently, at first.  Then, I was
overcome with the taste and feel and warmth of them.  The hardness of her
nipples truly defied description.  She had the hardest, thickest nipples my
lips had ever sucked.  I felt I was in a tit-man's paradise.  Sucking and
licking her nipples almost made me cum.
     She was lying with her arms stretched out up above her her head; her legs
were open wide, waiting.  I was between her wondrous thighs, lying across her,
my chest  mashing against her stomach as I lifted her breasts and worshipped
them with my mouth.  When I felt something warm touch my buttocks, it startled
me.
     It was Charity's warm, naked breasts!  "Hi!"  Her voice was soft and sexy.
     "What...?" I said.
     "Oh, I thought five o'clock would never get here! Dana and Sandy and Lori
will be here in a little while."
     I looked helplessly at Jennifer.  "What's going on here?"
     She just smiled and pulled my head back down to her breasts.  "Just some
fun lovin' girls from the office.  They've heard some things about you they
like."
     I surrendered to the inevitable and embraced her big tits again, shoving
my mouth over her thick nipple and sucking it for all I was worth.  Back behind
me, Charity had found my ass-crack with her tongue and was sending me high up
the wall.  A slithering eel, wet and determined to know every inch of my
backside.  I loved it, and soon was spreading myself out to her tongue, hoping
she would be bold enough to try anything.  And she did...
     Charity began to choreograph the whole thing, making me stand up at the
end of the bed and, while I was reaming my hard cock in and out of Jennifer's
slick pussy, Charity was beneath my spread legs, sucking on my balls.  This was
the scene when three more girls came bounding into the bedroom!
     "All right! Let me at him!"
     I craned my neck, trying to see the new team members arriving for their
free-for-all.  Coming toward me, shedding her clothes, was a foxy little
blonde, her small cone-shaped tits bouncing, bare and free.  "Hi, I'm Sandy!"
And with that declaration, she wrapped her arms around my neck and latched onto
my tongue, sucking it deep into her mouth, driving her own tongue into my mouth
with repeated thrusts.
     She pulled back, smiled, and whispered, "I love to suck on things,
especially tongues and cocks!"
     I was trying to maintain my composure, and began to stroke my
juice-covered cock back into Jennifer's sweet cunt, while down below me,
Charity's busy mouth was still nibbling at my nuts.
     A darkly-tanned brunette sat down naked on the bed. "I'm Lori, what can
you do for me?"  She laid back on the bed, her full breasts spreading out
across her chest. Either she was Indian or she sunbathed in the nude, for her
body was so evenly tanned that it appeared to be her natural skin tone.
     My mouth and cock were hotly occupied, so I placed my hand on her crotch,
separated the warm folds of flesh and stroked her clit, pushing at it with the
tips of my fingers, then trapping it between my thumb and forefinger, squeezing
it, teasing it, manipulating it, twisting it.  She immediately tensed and
leaned into my fingers.
     A willowy blonde, who didn't stop to introduce herself, simply straddled
Lori's face, and Lori obliged her waiting cunt with a wet, warm, wonderful
mouth and tongue (which I wished at the time could have been mine).  My eyes
were filled with cunts...hot, steaming succulent cunts. Pulsating pussies,
craving crevices, amorous asses, luscious legs, fantastic faces, tempting tits,
and beautiful bodies. All of it was my wet dreams made-to-order, and Jennifer
was in the throes of a heart-pounding orgasm.
     Before the weekend was over, I sampled each delicious pussy.  Dana was the
only reluctant one...She said bluntly, "I like to have a woman eat me.  I
prefer it over a man's cock or tongue any day."  But the festive atmosphere and
the urgings of the other girls broke down Dana's unwilling attitude and, before
long, she was also howling with pleasure as I pounded, stroked, plunged, and
thrusted into her boiling cunt.
     I marveled at the different feel of each cunt.  Screwing that many women
at the same time gave me a lesson in cuntery.  Jennifer's was tight and wet and
clutching, keeping my dick at a hard readiness.  Charity's pussy was a chasm,
an opening of flesh that required me to root and pound extra hard to get the
best sensations.  Sandy's muff was so pliable.  If I stroked it deeply, her
cunt would accommodate my penis with a slick softness.  If my strokes were
quick and shallow, her fleshy opening would suck at my cock's head.  Lori's
pussy was HOT!...extremely warm, and I could feel the heat rise up through my
balls, plus her channel was full of rhythmic pulsations that pounded back at my
hard organ.  Dana's pussy was dry, devoid of emotion.  Even though she tried,
she could not catch the sway of my thrusts. At times, she would scream out, but
I knew that was produced mostly by Charity's fingers on Dana's clit...
     It was Lori who really amazed me.  Not only was her cunt the hottest and
full of clutching muscles that sent me up the wall, but she was also a
full-fledged cum-freak!  She loved to have cum on her, any part of her.
Charity was thrilled to hold my bucking cock, steadying it in her hand, and
pointing it, directing it at various parts of Lori's body.  My cock would
burst, spewing a thickness of cum all over her face , or her breasts, or her
stomach, or wherever Charity wanted it to go.  And, after the last drop,
Charity delighted in helping Lori spread it all over her skin.
     The party lasted for two days and two nights, with Jennifer finally
shooing the rest of them off so she could be alone with me.
     "Hey, I hope you've enjoyed yourself as much as I have", she said.  Her
voice was whispered into my pubic hair, her breath warm upon the tired back of
my spent penis.
     "Yeah, it's been great", I said. "I'm totally wiped out, whipped, but...
it's been super!  You've got the greatest body..."
     She sucked my limp cock into her mouth, letting it swirl within the wet
confines.
     I felt it stir, unready to give up, even though my back had quit many
hours earlier.  The moment it gained a full, hard, erection, she wasted no time
in getting it into her.  This time was special, or so it seemed to me, and we
moved with a unified purpose, lunging, clinging, jerking, sliding, holding,
then turning loose, our bodies crashing together in a foamy wave, the wave
pounding the sand, the crashing crescendo of the perfectly rendered symphony,
the winds of the storm smashing through the fragile leaves, leaving them
trembling, shaking with violent beauty.
     I embraced Jennifer, rode her majestic body, driving my manhood into her
sexual recesses until she begged, whimpered against my ear, pleaded silently
for me to explode again and again...I felt her lips moving against my face, but
I could not hear her words.  The only message I was receiving was from her
continual rising and falling hips, her pussy grinding against my prick and
balls, her cunt open, wanting ALL of my penis, needing each hard inch to stroke
her wetness, stroke her vaginal walls, stroke her being.
     I touched her forehead with my lips.  She was perspiring.  Lost in the
physical side of sexual energy, her face was flushed.  Her eyes open wide,
staring, watching my face, anticipating my release.  Wanting to coincide her
release with mine, but finding it difficult to hold back any longer...the
pleasure so intense.  Then I grimaced, my breath gushing out of me, and my
eyes looked into hers and she saw fright there, fear of the end, the climax,
the finishing strokes.
     Again, I felt my cock stir.  Felt the cum spring to life. She wanted it
and I gave it to her.  She welcomed it, riding it to the darkest corners of
her cunt. I knew she truly loved to fuck.  She had no hang-ups.  Jennifer
found a man's cock to be the perfect tonic for her creamy cunt.