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 One+Two+Three = Sex Prime By: Beenthere (C)2011 (M/F, et.  al.  eventually)

   Port of Call Chapter Four

   It was mid morning when Ben began to stir.  The remembrances of the
previous night was replaying in his mind.  Charlene, impetuous Charley, the
second to awake and the first to make any movement, captured the
gentlemen's unexcited dicks in her hands.  The smooth polished foreskin
limber in her finger's caressing grip.  As she slowly stroked the shafts,
circling her thumb and forefingers together, she popped the larger penis
crowns through the foreskin opening and before forcing it back to surround
and shield the limber push toys.  Several times this occurred and the
shafts finally began to swell into what she was endeavoring to accomplish
one handedly on each.

   Not to be selfish, the prone and now awakening gents began to fondle the
nearest breast.  A squeeze, a pinch, a full handed smothering domination of
the pillow comfort, preceded as their lips began to encircle and consume
her mammary fullness.  Ben moved his hand to the junction between her legs.
One finger separated the outer lips as the other pressed into a deeper
penetration.  Her matted pubic hair stiff and dry, resisted before the deed
opened her to a new onslaught of his inquisitive digits.

   Her juices began to ease the entry of each curious probe as he slipped
passed her labia and softly stirred the vaginal cavity.  The deeper touch
ignited her passion and her mouth salivated at the images she began to
envision.  Her excitement increased both the tempo and grip on the phallic
handholds.  They became even stiffer and swelled as she pumped the shafts
vigorously.  Fuller her cunt became as the 'fingerer' joined fingers
together to form a enlarging shaft.  Plunging as deep as his wrist, one
fist filled her to more than she felt was possible and the twisting
clutching movements within tormented her body vibrated pulses of a pending
orgasm.  Deeper Ben plunged until he met the wall of her cervix.  His
forefinger explored the opening to her womb before he plunged ahead.

   She hunched her body against the invading magnitude of these internal
pleasures.  Slowly at first he began a withdrawal, slightly at first then
more pronounced with each stroke.  His fist plunged deep and retracted
within her heavenly cunt, faster and faster.  Her hips rose off the bed to
meet and compound the feeling that were racking her body.  Ben was excited
as he witnessed the debauchery and lust of the scene beneath him.  Curious,
when he followed the trail of womanly discharge from her molested cunt
passed the small band flesh before his fingers touched the squinting eye of
her bung.  First touch received a contracting wink and moan of consent.  He
wiggled his middle finger deeper into the dark depths and felt the strong
convulsions her body was experiencing.  Stroking into her ass until he
bottomed his digit excited him more than he expected.  He chose to expand
on that feeling as he joined one then other fingers into a larger piston.
She readily accepted his attempt with each size increase until he also had
a full fist deep within her bowels.

   She was now in a continuing convulsive orgasm and she still begged for
more abuse.  The intruding plugs stroked her in unison or separately,
plunging to the limit and backing away until resistance formed around the
entrance to her fuck holes.  She clung to the stiff cocks as her lifeline
and reacted with her strokes to every jolt sizzling through her
uncontrollable body.

   Ben took her to the very edge of orgasm before he stilled his movement.
He paused momentarily until she quieted her writhing and thrashing.  Except
for the grip on his solid shaft, she was mute and still.  Slowly he began
again with a twist of his wrist, her bung vibrating on his fist.  Stopping,
he alternated fist movements to her other plugged orifices.  Again a
radical reaction drove her quickly to the near summit of release.  He took
her up the slope and let her body recover at rest many more times.  She
begged him to finalize her passionate climb each time she was driven to the
near peak of climax.  The perspiration drenched her body as the tension
stretched her to a point never before attained.

   She was so paralyzed from the tension within her body that her grip on
their stiff peckers was frozen.  She begged him again, offered him her
undying gratitude if he would finish her off and let her rest.  Smoothly
his warm breath warmed the extended clit, swollen and extended from all of
the pressure inserted within her body.  "If I were to suck you now, would
that make you cum?", He asked.

   She mumbled affirmative and arched her body into the air, seeking
closure with that warm breath.  Easily he enveloped the small giant between
his lips and continued to stroke her cunt and ass.  She screamed
affirmation of her release and collapsed into a lump of warm, damp used up
flesh.