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This is something I just knocked up one morning when I couldn't inspire
myself to work on anything major. It's supposed to be a parody of a bad
sex story, but I'm not sure it quite works... Ah well, anyone's opinions
would be most welcome.
Oh, and if perchance your age should be less than 216 months, go back to
reading "The Little Engine That Could". This is grown-up stuff.
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Group Sex in a Ford
by Johnny D.
JohnnyD@cryogen.com
It started with a kiss.
Why understate the truth; it started with Tom tongue-fucking Lucy's throat.
They were at a dance, you see. Dancing. Not together at first, but Tom's
partner was on her period and Lucy's little brother kept treading on her
feet, so they sort of gravitated together. Drawn together by Fate, who
knew when two souls were so perfectly matched.
Or maybe it was the pure bestial lust between a hot young thing in a low-
cut dress and a stud in a tux.
They danced two numbers, quick and slow, before Tom pressed his lips to
Lucy's. The contact was soft, then hard, pressing closer together,
lipstick smudging from woman to man.
It played merry hell with their dancing, careering into three couples and
tripping two more before they made it off the dancefloor.
Up against the wall, drawing disgusted glances from the other dancers.
Mouths opening. Tongues darting forth, exploring their new playgrounds.
Tasting the other's taste, breath-freshener and lipstick.
Red meat-rods thrusting in and out, around and around, side to side and up
and down in their wet mouth-holes.
And when they came up for air, Tom said: "Come out to my car."
Tom's car was big and the seats reclined. Tom took the driver's side,
Lucy the passengers, and they started where they had left off; tongues
playing tag in their newly-created cavern.
Tom's hand was jammed down the front of Lucy's dress, rolling her nipples
between his fingers, roughly kneading her firm udders against her
ribcage. Squeezing them between palm and thumb.
He could feel her respond to that; a sudden urgency in her kissing. He
did it again.
One of his hands was still free. With purpose Tom moved it around the
back of her dress. Looking for the zipper. Finding it. Pulling it
down. Sliding his hand inside, around her back, fondling her tit from the
side. A shuck of both hands, and her dress was sliding down her body.
She was naked to the car's stagnant air.
He still couldn't see her tits, which was a bit of a bummer. All that was
visible were the car seat, a few locks of her hair, and one large ear.
And all this time, Lucy's little hands had been working busily at his
clothing. Undoing shirt buttons, trouser flies, cuffs, ties. His
clothing hung loose around him and he had barely noticed.
They had to stop kissing; it was no good. You just cannot remove a suit
while joined at the lips.
And so Tom drew back, taking in the smile on Lucy's lips before drawing
his gaze to her tits. Buoyant beauties.
His shirt was off with a shrug of his shoulders. He lifted his hips,
pulling his trousers down his legs and onto the floor. His socks, always
annoying at a time like this, followed.
He again descended upon Lucy's lips, his tongue the vanguard of the
assault. Hers came up to greet it, and for an instant they danced
together in the open air, before lipsticked lips again met lipsticked lips
and they were plunged into their dark wet chamber.
Tom rolled onto Lucy.
Nakedness met nakedness.
He slid between her legs easily, as if this was where he was meant to be.
Home. As if he were coming home.
His hardness touched her opening. She pulled at his head, running her
fingers through his hair. Communicating by touch alone what she wanted,
what she deeply desired.
He pushed himself within her welcoming wetness.
A muffled thud. Someone on the bonnet of his car.
But neither of them payed it any attention; Tom continuing to slowly ease
his thick organ into Lucy, feeling her tense with every extra inch she
took.
Another thud. Tom glanced up. Two people in front of his car; a girl on
the bonnet with her legs around a standing man. They were ripping each
others' clothes off.
Lucy pulled him back to her mouth.
The back door opened. Tom and Lucy froze, interlocked at the waist and
clamped together by their legs.
A girl and a man, both naked.
"Hey, would you mind if we joined you in there?" said the girl. "If we do
it out here someone's gonna see us."
Tom looked at Lucy. Lucy looked at Tom.
"N-no, we don't mind." said Tom.
Lucy looked at Tom. Tom looked at Lucy.
Lucy pushed Tom's mouth back down on hers. He resumed his thrusting.
The car bounced as the other man fell onto the back seat. "You better be
ready, Jason, because here I come!" the girl shouted, climbing astride and
slamming the door behind her. She crawled up his body until her swinging
breasts hovered enticingly above Jason's face, then sat back, returning
his rock-hard cock to the deep depths of her steamy love tunnel.
"Oooooh, Dorothy", moaned Jason, as the girl made circular motions of her
impaled hips. And then when she started to raise herself up and down,
punching the slick rod into and out of her slicker innards, the oohs,
arrhhs and ughs of Dorothy and Jason drowned out the creak-creak-creak of
the car's suspension.
Someone opened the back door and shone a torch in Dorothy's face.
"Hey, stop that!" she said. The torch-shiner stopped. Tom and Lucy also
stopped.
"Grant Trendt, Nightingale Securities." said the man, moonlight catching
the silver badge on his lapel. "Come on now, we can't be having this in
the car park."
"Awwww, go on..." hummed Dorothy, reaching out to fondle Grant's crotch.
"I'm sure we can find a way to change your mind."
"Well, I don't..." said Grant. Then: "Nooo, stop that!" as Dorothy pulled
his unresisting body into the car. Then: "Ahhhhhhooooowwww" when Dorothy
unzipped his jeans, whipped out his cock and started sucking.
"Close the door behind you." said Lucy, as the suspension started to creak
once more.
Tom looked up as someone opened the passenger's door. A young girl, maybe
fifteen or sixteen, dressed in a pretty party frock.
"Aww, Dorry!" she called. "What are you doing, you said you'd show me how
to dance!"
"Mmmph! Mmph mmmph!" Dorothy mmphed around Grant's meat.
"No, I won't go away! I won't I won't I won't!"
"Mmmmmmph Mmph-mmphhhhh!"
"But it's raining, Dorry, an I wanna be just like you! I wanna do what
you're doing!"
This was enough to make Dorothy take Grant's engorged lower head from
between her lips. "No, run along now Tina, this is for grown-ups."
Tina stamped her foot. "No no no, if you don't let me join in I'll tell
Mom what you're doing!"
"Well..." wavered Dorothy.
"I tell you what, Tina." Lucy said. "You can join in with us."
Tina's face lit up. "Oh, thank you thank you thank you! What do I have
to do?"
Lucy reached and and grabbed Tina's thighs. "Just sit here, darling, and
I'll do everything else." She lifted the younger girl's dress and found
Tina's teenage twat winking back. Licking her lips, Lucy guided Tina's
hairless genitals onto her face, while from above Tom watched in amazement.
Lucy felt Tina tense as she ran her tongue along the slick slit. A brush
against the girl's protruding love-nugget and she was moaning with the
exquisite pleasure. Another and Lucy was savouring the taste of Tina's
liquor as the pussy began to drool before her very eyes.
Tom reached out and closed the door before he resumed his pumping.
But the doors didn't stay closed for long; as the rain got heavier and
chased coupled couples out of their comfortable corners, they made for
whatever warmth and cover they could see. Like a rocking Ford in the car-
park. And so Lucy, Tom, Tina, Dorothy, Jason and Grant were soon joined
by many, many more.
Among the first to arrive were Kevin and Kelly. Kevin took one look at
Tina and decided to educate the youngster in how to give a perfect blow
job. This initially left Kelly at a loose end fondling Jason's balls, but
the arrival of Dave and Sally soon changed that; Dave beaming his beam
into Kelly's box, them both leaning forward to eat out Sally.
The car in no time ran out of seat- and floor-space, forcing the nude
bodies to pile up in a tangle of arms, legs and heads. The next arrivals
were the brother-and-sister team of Steve and Stephanne; Steve's cock
found a happy home in Sally's mouth, while his and Grant's heads became
the bread in a Stephanne sandwich. As her brother's tongue worked it's
wonders around her anus, Stephanne's only wish was for something upon
which she could perform her own oral wonders - a request quickly granted
with the arrival of Leon.
And then there were Adele and Judy, who were happy to quietly 69 away on
Tom's back - until Dave's brother Donald happened to see Judy's asshole
gazing enticingly through the window. As might be expected, he opened the
door and thrust home.
Still they came; Steven who gave Adele's cunt a second thing to consider,
Fiona who occupied Kevin's mouth, Bob who sucked her tits. Jean and
Michelle, who arrived just in time to ease the pressure on Bob's balls.
The car was filling up by this time, but there was still room for John to
happily alternate between the wet love tunnels of Jean and Michelle, his
girlfriend Pat who had to make do with his mouth - on her lower lips. Her
other lips were occupied sucking on Lisa's love button.
Lisa was bent right over, her back pressed tight on the roof of the car.
Therefore, she was surprised to feel something long and thick pushing at
her anus, and cried "Hey, what gives?"
"I opened the sunroof." said Michael, as his nine inch wonder-wand
vanished into Lisa's tight guts.
That sent Lisa over the edge, and her cunt started to tense around Pat's
tongue. The feeling fired Pat into orbit, and that was enough to start
John ejaculating into Jean. Michelle felt her friend tensing beside her
and groaned into Bob's crotch, and then moaned in delight as his seed
flowed freely down her throat.
In fact, the ripples of orgasm spread through the car like wildfire, and
in no time the car was filled with screaming, screeching, shuddering,
spurting, groaning, moaning, panting, cumming humanity.
Once they had all come down, the people at the top of the pile started to
roll off and shamble shakily away from the car. The people in the middle
wondered how they were going to get out.
The people at the bottom were dead, but hey, what a way to go.
***********
Remember, kids, don't try this at home!
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Group Sex in a Ford
by Johnny D.
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