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 CHAPTER 4

   I smiled back at her and repaid her with a sensual kiss of my own.  John
who was still sitting beside her heard what she had said to me and went to
get her something to drink.  On the way he asked if anyone else wanted
anything and everyone responded affirmative, so he brought out five fresh
beers.

   Carol sat up on the small table and watched John return with the "Bud".
It seemed that she could not remove her eyes from his cock.

   He handed out the beverages and when he turned to Carol she kissed the
end of his black monster and patted the table beside her, inviting him to
sit down.  John straddled the table and sat behind Carol, who was facing
Kyle and Ray on the couch.  She reached back and absently fondled John's
dick as the four of them casually talked about the sex that had just taken
place.

   I was the only one who still had his swim suit on and everyone was
teasing me as I moved around the room picking up.  I accepted their banter
with a smile but did not remove my trunks.

   I decided to take advantage of the break to make some changes regarding
the video camera.  Rather than run it using the battery I decided to
connect it to the adapter and feed the images to the large screen TV so
that we could watch what was being taped while it was happening.  I also
got out the tripod in case I got in on the action and no one else wanted to
operate the camera.

   By the time I had finished with my preparations John's hands were
roaming Carol's body and he was nibbling her neck.  This time when I turned
the camera on John and Carol were swapping tongues in the nude on the 60"
screen.  The contrast between their skin was more pronounced on the TV.

   Ray was showing new signs of life, however Kyle was still ragged out. 
Carol got up and pulled John from the table and spread him out on the
floor. She then crawled around between his legs and tucked her knees under
her and began licking John's groin.  I got down on my elbows alongside
Carol's head and zoomed in on the action.  Glancing over at the camera and
smiling she began running her tongue over his balls and everyone else
watched his sack tighten up in living color, bigger than life on the TV.

   She then began licking up and down his cock getting it wet and very
hard. She again licked the pre come from the end of the massive shaft and
stuck her tongue into the slit in the tip.

   Carol got up and squatted over the huge black member placing the tip at
the entrance of her sex.  I moved around behind her and she could see
herself and the black monster reflected in the TV.  If John had wanted he
could have looked over his shoulder at the action as well but he was more
interested in doing rather than watching.

   She had placed her hands on his abdomen and her thighs were parallel to
the floor with his penis touching her flower.  Ever so slowly she began
settling down onto what seemed an impossible feat.  Slowly she wiggled back
and forth, rocking, moving in tiny vertical pulses down then back up.  She
had her eyes closed now and the concentration on her face was absolute.

   I place the camera on the floor and pointed up at the intersection of
black and white.  She made a little bounce and the head popped through just
inside the tortured opening.  She froze.  John showed remarkable restraint
by not moving a muscle.

   On the TV you could see that the glands were just inside of her body. 
The skin around lips of her pussy were so taunt that you could see where
the blood had been forced out, making it whiter than her already pale skin.
She hung there for a moment before moving back off of the intruder.  The
camera picked up her opening still stretched and hollow as she allowed it
to relax before attempting her new assault on that black pillar.

   I was glad that I had remembered the flashlight.  I would need it later.


   Again she moved down, wiggling, pushing, and stretching herself in
little tiny increments.  Impatiently John flexed his thighs and poked the
head back where it had been earlier.  Grunting at his sudden movement, she
remained still letting herself adjust to the forces attacking her body.

   She asked John to please not move again until she had adjusted to his
size, he nodded his compliance.  Again moving slowly she rocked and flexed
drawing tiny fractions of cock into her womanhood.  The lips of her pussy
were not visible.  It was as if they had been pulled inside her, being
dragged by the massive pole that she was sitting on.  She now had about 3
or 4 inches inside of her and it was at the widest point across his penis.
It truly looked as though she had a brown beer bottle pressed inside of
her. She rose back up just keeping the head inside her.  Her juices had
lubricated his flesh and she seemed to more easily engulf the portion that
she had just removed.  Up again, down, each time taking a fraction more
into her stretched cavity.

   She was definitely moving easier, not fast, but steady.  Six, seven
inches disappeared, only a few more inches remained.  Her head was bent in
effort and her legs were trembling with the strain of supporting her
weight. John reached out and cupped her butt with his strong hands helping
to support her.  More and more of that black shaft vanished inside of her
white cunt until amazingly she was resting on his pubic bone.  Sweat was
running down her face as she looked up at John and smiled.

   "I have never had anyone this big inside of me before.  I wasn't sure I
could do it," she whispered.  "I feel stuffed."

   "Not many women have tried and the ones that have were much larger, in
all respects," John confessed.  "I didn't think you would be able to even
get part of me in much less all of me."

   She began moving again, smooth and slow.  Up, up, up until he was just
inside her, then down, down, down until she bounced off of his loins.  Soon
he began to move against her.  Carefully at first, then faster, harder,
more urgently, she slammed her pussy down on his rapidly rising shaft. 
Their juices were running down his penis and wetting his groin.  Their
grunts and groans filled the room.  Ray and Kyle were again aroused by the
action that was exploding in front of them.

   After about five minutes of this aggressive pounding John asked her if
he could get on top.  She nodded her consent and he rolled to the left and
ended up on top, stilled buried deep into her cunt.  He moved her legs up
and out so that they were along side of her body.  As small as she was her
face was about even with his nipples, which she began nibbling.

   He then got up on his arms and toes holding her ankles to the floor next
to her ears.  Then like a soldier doing pushups and drew his butt away
until he was nearly out of her, then he would press back deep inside of
her. Stiffly he dipped the center of his body, like a piece of spring steel
flexing in the middle.

   Faster and harder he pounded down, driving his massive meat deeper and
deeper into her body.  Each plunge shook her like a doll.  His 240 pounds
rocked her fragile 100 pound body with each thrust.  She did not seem to be
in any pain and she made no move to slow him.

   They were getting louder and louder with each thrust.  She was beginning
to moan deep in her throat, as her explosion approached.  He began
growling, getting louder and louder until he was practically yelling.  He
pounded harder and harder.  Pined as she was, she could not move her body,
yet she was trembling.  Her eyes rolled back in her head and wave after
wave of orgasm slammed through her.  John exploded into her with a force
that I thought would split her.

   Semen spurted from around his dick because there was no room for it
inside of her.  He slowly wound down, pumping with less and less effort. 
Panting they both shivered from the impact of their orgasm.  Sweat covered
their bodies despite the air-conditioning.

   John gently pulled and his dick slid from her cunt like a black boa
slithering from its lair.  He rolled off of her and lay panting at her
side. Globs of white sperm were floating inside of her orifice.  I pointed
the flashlight inside and focused deep within her.  She was so wide open I
felt as though I could have reached my hand right inside of her without any
effort.

   The glistening pink cavity was an amazing portrait of creases and folds.
Puddles of whitish fluid floated inside of her vagina.  For the first time
I wondered if she was on birth control.  I was fascinated with the inside
of her cunt and I explored all that I could before her opening slowly
closed around my probing vision.

   Carefully she sat up, stood on shaky legs and wobbled over to me.  She
took the camera from my hands and passed it back to Ray.  She then put her
foot to my chest and pushed me back to the floor, then dropping to her
knees above my head she crawled down over me and planted her used pussy on
my face.  Sperm and orgasmic fluids ran into my mouth and I hungrily ate
all that I could.  I stuck my tongue deep into her vaginal cavity and
because her opening was so loose it seemed as if I were able to get half of
my face into that heavenly orifice.

   She fell forward and lay her head on my stomach spreading her sex even
further for my probing tongue.  I kept lapping at her entire groin area
cleaning her completely.

   Soon she began humping my face and pressed her pussy hard down onto my
nose and lips.  Faster and harder she used my face to get another nut.  She
convulsed on top of me, sending fresh fluids into my mouth.  Like honey, I
sucked her nectar until she was dry.  My erection was so hard I felt as
though it could cut glass.

   She reached out and ran her hands under the waist of my suit, grasped my
cock and squeezed as hard as she could.  I groaned and felt as if I grew
even harder.  Sitting up she put all of her weight on my face and ground
her pussy down as if she were trying to get my entire head into her.

   Slowly she got up and staggered over to Kyle and Ray and fell across
their laps.  I got up and looked at her spread across my two friends laps.
Her face was in Ray's crotch, pressed against his curly pubes, unmoving she
lay there as if she were sound asleep.

   No woman had ever turned me on as much this little blonde slut just had
and I wondered at the hungering emotions stirring within me.

   No one spoke.  What could one say after a performance like that?  I
picked up a warm beer and drank deeply and I asked if anyone wanted a cold
one, everyone declined.  Ray had turned off the camera.  John staggered to
his feet, excused himself and wandered off to the bathroom.