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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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LIQUID PLEASURES
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Chapter Thirteen
When Martin had finished paddling Anna's bottom he sat squeezing
the girl's hot cheeks with his palms.
"Martin," Bev piped up. "I thought you were supposed to check in
at your branch office today."
"By God, you're right!" Martin said. "How could I have forgotten
that? I'm supposed to type up a proposal and fax it back to New York,
too! Damn! I hate typing!"
"Anna can type," Bev suggested. The woman rose. "Come," she
said to Bill. "If you don't do it now you'll be thinking about it for the
rest of the afternoon."
Bill pushed Anna from his lap. Unsteadily the young woman rose
to her feet. She put her hands to her bottom and rubbed it. Her skirt
bunched above her wrists as she rubbed, leaving her bottom bare for any
eyes that wished to admire it.
"Are you telling me that after you've just gotten through spanking
me I'm supposed to be your secretary?" Anna asked of Martin with a
peeved note in her voice.
"If there are any girls in the office they will probably be busy
with other work," Martin said. "This time of year is very busy for us. I
was lucky to have gotten time off. As you can see they're still making
me do some work even though I'm supposed to be on vacation." Martin
rose. He took Anna by her upper arm.
"Bill, I'm going to borrow your wife," Martin said.
"She's all yours," Bill smiled, Melanie happily nestled beside him.
"Oh! I want to go too!" Melanie said, and popped out of Bill's arms,
then nearly lost her balance. The girl was clearly under the influence
of the hemp now. She reached back and pulled her panties up over the
seat of her bottom.
"What a riot!" Martin said. "I can just see myself walking into my
office with two spanked girls, one a stoned 16-year-old."
"Well, I'm not stoned or spanked," Susie said, rising. Any
opportunity to take her leave of these decadent surroundings sounded
like an excellent idea to her.
"I'll stay with Bill," Bev said, sitting back down on the couch. She
scooted close to Bill. He put his arm around her shoulder.
"Well, well, aren't we getting friendly?" Martin said of Bev and
Bill. "I may require your wife for more than typing, Bill."
"She's not unknown to perform other tasks," Bill smiled. Anna
blushed slightly. The men were talking of her as if she were nothing
more than a slave.
"Come, girls," Martin said with a wave of his hand. With Anna,
Melanie, and Susie in tow, he walked out of the house.
Martin's entrance into the branch office of his company was
nothing short of spectacular. Heads turned as the three young females,
scantily attired and two of them looking as if they had just recently
undergone some delectable exertion, walked in. Martin held hands with
Anna on his left, Melanie on his right. As if that weren't enough female
companionship for one man, Susie trailed just behind him.
Martin was given a vacant office in which to work and he
immediately got Anna busy typing up his proposal. With a twinge of
discomfort the woman sat down before a computer. Then, looking like a
model secretary despite the fact that her tee threatened to rise above
her nipples with her every movement, Anna began plinking away.
Melanie, despite her youthful exuberance, was useless for any
task at all. She played with the pencils in the desk, scribbled
marijuana induced drawings on note pads, and assiduously linked paper
clips together into a daisy chain. Susie, however, made a useful gopher.
Martin had her stand by, ready to go get relevant papers from other
offices as they were needed for the composition of his proposal.
Some time later Martin and the girls returned to Bill's home.
When they entered, there was no sign of Bill or Beverly.
"They're probably out back," Martin said. He and the girls had
wandered to the far end of the house looking for the missing couple and
now he ushered his charges out a back door. Coming around a corner of
the house, they stepped into the main portion of the back yard. There,
lying upon mattresses, were Bill and Bev. They were naked. Bev was at
Bill's loins, sucking his cock. It was rock hard.
"Well, I see they've gotten started without us," Anna said. She
pulled her tee off her body in one fluid motion, then shook out her hair.
As she did so her eyes met Susie's. The blonde was standing stock still.
"Are you going to play the spoilsport again?" Anna asked Susie.
The blonde lowered her eyes.
"I won't!" Melanie piped up. Unceremoniously she yanked off her
T-shirt. Her breasts set to bobbling as the hem of the shirt passed over
them. "I need a break after all that office work!"
Reluctantly Susie reached back and untied her halter. With
Melanie in the game, it wouldn't be possible for her to abstain. Perhaps
nothing more would actually be required of her than to slip off her
clothes and enjoy a bit of sunshine on her nude body. Then again, Bill
did have an impressive penis. Imagine having that forced up her bottom!
Susie shuddered, remembering all the ordeals Elaine had put her
through. Was she really ready for sexual play again?
Anna unzipped her skirt. It fell from her hips. The curls of her
pubis were touched by a gentle breeze. Melanie unzipped her skirt. It
dropped down her legs to lay in a pool at her ankles. Melanie stepped
out of its rumpled remains. She skimmed her panties off her buttocks
and a moment later they too were being left behind in the grass. Naked
as the day she was born, Melanie set off in her high heels for the
mattresses. Reaching the nearest one, she jumped down upon it,
landing on her knees. She arched her bottom in the air and crawled
across it to the next mattress, where Bill and Bev lay.
Anna turned and put her hands to the front of Martin's pants. He
pulled his polo shirt over his head. Anna unzipped him, unhooking the
clasp at the front of his pants as well. Susie watched as Anna slid
down first Martin's pants, then his Jockey shorts. His penis reared into
the warm summer air.
"My, you're ready for action," Anna cooed.
"Always," Martin said. Anna stroked his cock for a moment with
one of her fingernails and then took his hand with both of hers. She
looked across the expanse of Martin's chest at Susie.
"Come on, Susie," Anna said. There was a softness to her voice,
an understanding. Reluctantly Susie reached behind her neck and untied
the top string on her midriff. A moment later the halter dropped from
her torso to the grass. The naked cones of her breasts stood erect in
the slanting rays of the afternoon sun.
"And now your dress," Anna said. Susie looked down and placed
her hands at the zipper on the side of her dress. She unzipped it. It fell
to the ground.
"Can't I at least keep my panties on?" Susie asked plaintively.
"The last time I did this I, well, IÑ"
"You what?" Anna asked.
"She wound up sitting on a giant phallus," Martin said. Anna's
mouth dropped open in surprise. Slowly she raised her hand to her
chest.
"Bev told you," Susie said.
"Mmmhmm," Martin said.
"What do you mean? You mean you sat on somebody's dick?" Anna
asked Susie.
"Well, not quite," Susie said. "I was tied down to a chair and they
stuck one up me...a dildo. It was this weird lady me and Melanie fell in
with."
"Take off your panties and come on over to the mattresses with
us and tell us all about it," Martin said. "Anna's never had anything up
her bottom."
"You haven't?" Susie asked, surprised. The woman blushed.
Martin looked at Anna. He pinched her bottom. "Answer Susie's
question," Martin said with a wry smile. All of a sudden Anna was not
quite the worldly, sophisticated woman she so prided herself on being.
"No," Anna said, hand still at her chest. "I've never let Bill take
me there. IÑI'm afraid of it."
Susie, suddenly feeling a pleasant twinge of superiority,
shimmied out of her panties. So Anna was an anal virgin! What fun it
would be to see Anna have her butt popped right this afternoon, right on
her own wicked mattresses!
"It's not so bad," Susie said, feeling her nose grow even as she
spoke. "That was the only fun part of my stay with the weird lady. I
loved the feeling of having a big greased dick slide up my bottom,
totally impaling me and making me its prisoner. It's something every
female should experience."
"Indeed it is," Martin agreed. He took Susie's hand and together he
and Susie and Anna began strolling toward the mattresses. "Why, I'll
bet Anna would get really turned on to anal sex if you and I gave her a
little demonstration, Susie." The blonde's face turned pale and she
stopped walking. She tried to withdraw her hand from Martin's.
"Melanie would make a much better example," Susie said. "She
liked it even more than I did, didn't you, Melanie?" They were near the
edge of the closest mattress now. Melanie looked up from Bill's cock,
which she had been sharing with Bev.
"What's that?" Melanie called over her shoulder. She was
kneeling, her bottom waving like a ripe apple in the air.
"I said you loved having that big dick stuck up your bottom, didn't
you?" Susie asked.
"No way!" Melanie shouted, and immediately returned her mouth to
Bill's penis.
Martin drew both girls down onto the mattress with him.
Bev looked up from Bill's rod. Her lips were moist with pre-cum.
"Well, we're finally all here," Bev said with a sigh. Her eyes grazed
across Susie's lithe form. It was the first time Bev had ever seen the
girl totally naked, although her bikinis had not left much to hide.
"You're even more beautiful than I imagined," Bev said to Susie. "I'm
glad you decided to play with us."
Anna, perhaps out of jealously that Bev was at her husband,
turned and lifted her lips to Martin's. They kissed. One of Martin's
hands cupped her breasts. Both Anna's hands floated between Martin's
thighs and clasped his penis. They both savored the moment, then their
lips drifted apart as easily as they had come together.
"How many times has he come?" Martin asked Bev of Bill.
"None, though he did give me a pair of wicked orgasms
gamahuching me in the house," Bev said. "Anna has some catching up to
do."
"Have you gone swimming at all?" Martin asked.
"Yes, afterwards. Bill said he wanted me nice and clean for our
next bout. We just started up again when we heard you pulling in," Bev
said.
"You have a nice pool," Susie said to Anna, hoping to change the
subject.
"Yes, isn't it nice?" Anna said. "It's not chlorinated, either. But
when we're playing out back we let the water circulate through it and
off to the city's waste pipes so it will stay nice and fresh for us. We
play, then we rinse off with a dip, then we let the sun dry us and play
some more." Martin shifted his hips forward slightly as Anna's hands
took their first toll on his loins. "Did you have a little orgasm?" Anna
asked, looking at Martin with wide eyes as her palms continued to rub
him.
"Yeah, the first pangs of pleasure," Martin said. "One or two more
of those and I should be over the hump." Susie looked quizzical.
"What does he mean?" Susie asked, silently kicking herself for
letting her curiosity get the better of her.
Anna smiled. "All men go through two stages of arousal, once
they're hard," Anna said. Her hands continued to work as she talked.
"After just a little attention their balls are on a hair trigger, ready to
spill. Nature, you know, doesn't care about anything but releasing
semen into the womb. But that wouldn't make life very fun for us girls,
would it?" Anna asked.
"IÑI guess not," Susie said, voice catching as she spoke.
"They'd just stick in their stiff rod and spurt out their semen and
that would be the end of it," Anna said. "So, to spend hours teasing a
male's genitals, giving him little shivers of pleasure, you need to get
him past that hyper-sensitive point at the beginning. Then his penis
can be cherished with little rubs and kisses all day, and he'll be able to
withstand the attention. And, of course, he'll be able to pleasure you
too."
"You girls are so fucking lucky," Martin said. "You can just have
orgasm after orgasm."
"That's right," Anna smiled. "But you must hold your sperm back
for hours on end while I torture you."
"My, my we have four pussies here and only two penises," Bev
observed, looking up again. "This will require a major effort by the
men. I hope both you boys have very full testicles."
"I made Bill save his semen all week long, just so he'd be fully
loaded for your visit," Anna said over her shoulder to Bev.
"Do you guys always have sex out back here?" Susie asked Anna.
"You mean with friends?" Anna said. "Yeah. We got turned on to
nude partying a couple of months ago and Bill and I know a few couples
that we like to do it with now and then. We bumped into Bev and Martin
the last time we were in Nevada, before we were into nudie parties, at
a ski resort. We shared a cabin together." Anna looked at Martin and
her eyes glowed.
"It was a great couple of days," Martin grinned.
"We got to know each other very well," Anna said.
"Except, of course, that I'd still like to meet your little anus,"
Martin rejoined.
"Oh, you wicked man," Anna said. "You were talking about that
last time too, at the cabin. I imagine someday you'll manage to get this
naughty rod of yours up my bum." Martin let his eyes rise from Anna to
look at Melanie beyond, where the girl seemed totally transfixed by
Bill's rod. She continued to lick him with long strokes of her tongue,
followed now and then by little butterfly caresses with just the tip of
her tongue on the underside of his knob.
"Why can't you girls lick me like Bev and Melanie are licking Bill?"
Martin asked.
"Because now it's your turn to do us," Anna said. She shifted back
on the mattress a little bit and then spread her legs as far apart as she
could. "Do like me, Susie," Anna said. "It's time for him to tickle us
up." Shyly, wanting to participate but not wanting to, wanting to keep
up with Anna at the same time, Susie spread her legs. Martin regarded
both girls with glowing eyes as they both sat on either side of him,
legs open for his fingers. It was not every day a man got two beautiful
girls to simultaneously spread their legs for him.
Martin slid his hands across the mattress to the juncture of each
girl's thighs. Gently he touched just the tip of his finger to each girl's
clitoris. Susie shivered. Anna passed her tongue over her upper lip.
Slowly, ever so slowly, Martin began rubbing the pads of his index
fingers in little circles over the girls' fleshy nubbins. Susie could feel
her resistance to the nude party melt away as her arousal grew. God!
Martin was so gentle, so delicate, endlessly patient yet endlessly
persistent. Susie felt the warm sun on her shoulders. Never had she
had such an erotic experience as this...and this was only the beginning!
Round, round, round, Martin's fingers went, each girl gradually
becoming hotter and hotter as his fingering continued. Up and down the
ridges of their tight little labia lips his fingers now went, trailing
their way to and from the buds of their clitorises.
"Give poor Bill a rest," Bev said to Melanie. "Come and help me
arouse Anna and Susie." Both females, unable to walk on the
mattresses in their high heels, crawled on hands and knees over to the
girls Martin was pleasuring. Bev drew up behind Susie and Melanie
behind Anna. Each, kneeling erectly on her knees, reached around the
woman in front of her and clasped her erect nipples twixt her fingers.
Susie and Anna began emitting little sighs as both their nipples
and clitorises were simultaneously stimulated. Bill got up and went to
the mini refrigerator that hummed obediently at the end of an extension
cord that ran across the yard. He opened the fridge and pulled out a
bottle of champagne. He shook it. Then he walked over to where Susie
sat.
"Welcome to your first nude mattress party," Bill said, and
uncorked the bottle. Immediately he turned the spray which shot out of
it on Susie.
"Aak! Don't get my hair wet!" Susie cried, twisting her head away.
Bill sprayed her breasts, her face, her tummy, her pussy. When the
fountain of champagne had played out Susie's hair was still almost dry,
but her face, breasts, and torso were caked with bubbling foam. Susie
licked her lips, tasting the champagne. Bill walked over to Anna.
As lovely as Susie's blonde mane was, Anna's cascading brown
curls, falling over her shoulders and down to the small of her back,
were even more mesmerizing. Bill made to pour the contents of the
champagne bottle on Anna.
"Not my hair either, Bill...please," Anna pleaded. Bill, not one to
view dry hair on a wet girl unfavorably, complied by anointing Anna's
breasts instead. Slowly he tilted the bottle, until all of a sudden a
stream of champagne poured forth from the neck.
"Right on target!" Bill crowed, as the first drops of champagne to
hit Anna fell right onto her nearest areola. Bill watched with
satisfaction as the champagne flowed over the tip of Anna's teat, then
on down the gentle swell of her tummy to settle amidst the curls of her
pubis. Having done one breast, Bill proceeded to the second, which he
anointed as well.
"Mmmm," Bev said, leaning forward and licking champagne from
Susie's neck. Then she left off tweaking the girl's nipples and rolled
around in front of her to begin the pleasantly arduous task of licking
off every cake of foam that still clung to Susie's body. Melanie, taking
her cue from Bev, slithered around in front of Anna to take the closest
of her areolas into her mouth. Never before had she tasted something
as sweet and delectable as a champagne coated areola. Melanie felt
delightfully wicked, not the least because Anna was so demure and
sophisticated, so much more mature than herself. Yet now here this
woman was, being made to respond with little gasps to the workings of
Melanie's tongue.
"My, you've got quite a busy little tongue today, don't you?" Anna
asked between gasps. She lifted a hand and gently stroked Melanie's
long locks as the girl worked away.
Over the next several minutes Bev's tongue trailed lower and
lower on Susie's body. The girl watched the woman's progress with
eyes clouded by arousal. Little tremors shook Susie's frame now and
then.
"OOOh!" Susie cried as Bev's tongue fell to competing with
Martin's finger at her pussy.
Martin grabbed Melanie by the hair. With a roughness inspired by
his growing lust, he forced Melanie's face down to lick at Anna's open
pussy. Susie caught Martin's movement out of the corner of her eye and,
strangely, wished someone would treat her roughly too.
For the next several minutes Susie and Anna shuddered with
passion as the tongues of Bev and Melanie, respectively, worked them
between the legs. Martin continued to provide additional excitement
with the titillation of his wicked fingers, letting them leave the girls'
clittys now and then to trail up and tug demandingly at their nipples.
Bill sat back and watched all, recovering from the near orgasm which
Melanie had incited in his loins. His pulse still pounding, he took swigs
from the bottle of champagne which he had wet Susie and Anna with.
"Well, let's try some butt fucking next," Bill suggested. His bottle
of champagne, now empty, he tossed aside.
"Sounds good to me," Martin said, and pulled Bev and Melanie back
from the pussies they were laving by yanking on their hair. Bev and
Melanie fell back easily, their forms soft and supple. Susie and Anna
both let out little ardent sighs, their legs still open, perhaps hoping for
a resumption of the licking.
Bill lifted his wife to her feet. Bev, regaining her composure,
helped Susie stand. Martin stood up Melanie. It seemed all six were
standing in a Garden of Eden. The silky grass beneath their feet, the
mattress awaiting their return, a blue pool sparkling in the sun a few
feet away. Dappled shadows from the trees that rustled over the
mattresses played across their skin. Susie looked up, looking for ripe
apples.
"Now you and Melanie can see the benefit of having a pool nearby
when we're playing," Bev said softly to Susie. She put her finger to
Susie's chin and directed the girl's face toward hers. "Come, let's step
into the pool."
Susie made to kick off her high heels. "No, don't," Bev said.
"We're all wearing open-toed heels, so our feet will have no trouble
drying when we step out. This is the desert, you know. Just step into
the shallow end of the pool here with your heels on. And don't get your
hair wet! This is just a rinse off, so you'll be all nice and fresh for our
next event."
"What if I do get my hair wet?" Melanie asked. She had slipped
from Martin's grasp and now jumped into the pool with a splash that
threw shards of water over the lower half of her mane.
"If you get your hair wet, young lady, then I will exercise my hand
over your backside again," Bill warned.
"Oh." Melanie said. This seemed to settle the matter for her. She
took the extremities of her hair in her hands, which were wet, and
began flipping them about in the air in an effort to dispel their
moisture. Susie and Anna stepped into the pool more carefully.
Bev, taking command of the situation as she seemed eager to do,
went to the portable refrigerator by the mattresses and took forth a
bowl of wet, icy hand towels. She walked over to the girls where they
stood by the side of the pool, the water up to their waists. Bev ordered
the girls to bend over and splash water on their breasts to rinse them.
At first the girls simply rinsed their own breasts. Soon,
however, they were pouring handfuls of water over each other's
breasts. Finally they began rubbing each other's breasts with their
hands. It was quite a delightful sight, all three girls standing in a
little circle, their hands lovingly playing over each other's bosoms. At
this point Bev intervened.
Bev lined all three girls up by the edge of the pool, the girls, of
course, still being allowed to stand in the cool water. Then Bev washed
each girl's face in turn with a separate hand towel. The towels, having
been in the refrigerator, were refreshingly cold.
Martin and Bill had been walking in and out of the house, carrying
out TV equipment. Bill dropped a makeup kit by Bev's side.
"Now I'm going to touch up your makeup, so you'll look your very
best for the cameras," Bev said.
"We're going to be on TV?" Susie asked.
"Yes, dear, getting your bottom plugged," Bev replied. She began
working on Susie's makeup. Anna and Melanie stood dutifully by,
awaiting their turn, watching as the taping equipment was set up by
Martin and Bill. Both men had raging hard ons.
When all three girls had been prepared with artful additions of
rogue, lipstick, and eyeliner they were taken each by the hand and
assisted from the pool. Martin and Bill, having finished setting up their
equipment, each took up a towel and dried off Anna and Melanie,
respectively. Bev towelled down Susie.
The girls' bodies were practically glowing when they were dry.
Never had better examples of femininity been beheld. Each girl was
taken by the hand and led back over to the mattresses, where now a VHS
camera hooked to a television awaited them. Each girl knelt upon the
mattress. It was a mattress upon which none of them had yet lain. The
mattress of their previous endeavors lay off to their right, available
but ignored.
"Lie flat on your tummies," Martin said. He placed himself
between Susie and Anna once more. All three girls lay down on the
mattress. The single sheet which covered it felt cool against their
skin.
"Spread your legs wide," Martin commanded. The girls opened
their legs into wide vees. "Mmmm, nice," Martin commented. Bev knelt
beside him with a dispenser filled with oil. Delicately she pressed
down upon its top. Oil squirted from the bottle's little faucet-like
outlet. It ran over Martin's index fingers.
Anna and Susie each felt a finger come to their bottoms. It
snaked between their bottom cheeks. Martin, sitting between them,
grinned as he worked his index fingers into the girls' anuses.
"Say goodbye to your anal virginity," Martin said to Anna.
"Nooo!" Anna cried, clenching her bottom cheeks. This was to be
no mere oiling of her bottom crack, as her husband had playfully done so
many times before. Martin was actually at her anus! "Bill!" Anna cried.
WHACK! A heavy leather belt struck Anna full across the back.
"Open up!" Bill ordered. "Martin is preparing you for my penis!"
Melanie, lying on her tummy but otherwise unattended to, looked up
fearfully as she heard the belt fall. She had hidden her face in her
palms, her elbows tucked under her breasts. Now she found that she
was not even the object of the men's attention. She made to rise.
"Stay down!" Martin ordered the frisky 16-year-old. "You're next."
His words seemed to have a finality that brooked no disobedience.
"Let me get a good shot of your bottom, dear," Bev, hands at the
camera, said to Melanie. "How tempting it is to see your lovely bottom,
still untouched, even as the girls beside you suffer their intrusions!"
Martin waited, his fingers just touching the anuses of Susie and Anna,
as Bill laid half a dozen strokes across Anna's back.
"Oh!" Anna cried. She dared not get up, lest the belt be turned to
her bottom instead. Each crack of its leather across her back caused
her to fling up her head. It hurt, but not nearly as much as it could if it
were put to her heinie.
"Now back to the girls' puckered little roses," Bev said, and
redirected her camera to Susie's anus. As the tawse fell for the final
time across Anna's back Martin forced his digit up Susie's rectum.
"Ooo!" Susie cried. The greasy finger slid up her, sending shivers
down her spine. She wriggled her body. She felt like a fish trapped
against the seabed by a spear.
"Unh!" Anna yelped as Martin suddenly forced himself up her, even
as his other finger delved deeper into Susie. Anna wiggled, hoping
somehow to dislodge Martin's finger. Another stroke of the belt fell
across her back. On the television that sat on the mattress near them
her little anus was displayed to her, with Martin's finger lewdly
protruding from it.
Bill sat down in front of his wife, casting his belt aside. Her
mouth, and that of Susie, gaped wide as the anal denouement proceeded.
Grunting, Bill stuffed his cock into Anna's mouth. Then he turned his
head and watched her anus as it suffered Martin's finger on the TV
screen.
"Keep the camera on my wife's bottom," Martin instructed Bev. "I
don't want to miss a minute of this!" He began working his hips back
and forth, sluicing his penis in and out of his wife's mouth.
"Don't spill!" Bev cautioned Bill.
"Mmm, I'll try not to," Bill said. "God, this is good!"
To Susie the whole affair did not seem so good. She had gotten
her makeup touched up and been rinsed and dried just so she could lie
here with a finger up her butt? And on TV, no less! She prayed Martin
would soon satisfy his desire to feel her intestines.
Bev locked down the camera on Anna's anus and walked over to
Susie. She sat down in front of the girl's face and pressed her pussy
into her mouth.
"No, please ma'am!" Susie spluttered as the pussy was put to her.
With uncompromising hands Bev took Susie by the hair and pulled on the
girl's mane to draw her own hips up against Susie's mouth.
"Uhnh!" Bev cried as Susie's lips came to her labia. Bev tossed her
head back.
"Get that on film," Bill said to Melanie, allowing the girl to rise
after all. Eagerly the 16-year-old jumped up from the mattress and got
behind the camera. Bill had to tell her how to unlock it, even as he
struggled to keep from spilling his seed into his wife's petulant mouth.
Listening carefully, Melanie managed to free the camera. Then
she swung it over to where Bev was being gamahuched by Susie. With
some difficulty, still taking instructions from Bill, Melanie managed to
focus on Bev's face. She lingered there for a few minutes, then swung
her camera over to Bill.
"How do I focus this again?" Melanie asked.
"What? You want to focus it on me?" Bill said. "I want to show
this to some of my drinking buddies, I don't want me in it!" He made to
get up, but felt his wife's hands clasp about his testicles, even as her
mouth clamped down more tightly against his dick. He wasn't going
anywhere, unless he was willing to leave his genitals behind.
"Oh, I remember now, turn the lens like this," Melanie said. She
leaned over, past the camera, to look at the TV, her breasts dangling
nakedly. The TV picture was sharp and clear. Martin's stricken face
looked out at her.
"Great shot!" Melanie said. "I think I'll lock the camera down
again."
"Melanie!" Bill roared, but the girl ignored him. The pressure in
his loins to ejaculate increased with every second.
"Honey, don't make me come with that damn camera right on my
face!" Bill begged. His wife paid no attention to his plea. She worked
assiduously now, no longer reluctant, even as Martin's finger pillaged
her bottom. Bill tried ducking his head, but could not get out of the
camera's range. His stomach, chest, and head were all in its view, his
every twitch being recorded onto tape.
"Honey, I'm going to come!" Bill warned. His buttocks squirmed.
"AUGHGH!" Suddenly his hips heaved forward, straining. Melanie gave a
whoop of glee as Bill's loins began ejaculating their precious load. The
16-year-old rushed over and grabbed Bill from behind by his massive
shoulders. She drove her knees into his back, keeping him down and
making sure he couldn't get away until he had released every drop of
sperm. Anna's hands worked Bill's balls. The camera recorded all.
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