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This is the 16th chapter of my book of short stories, collectively 
entitled "Oh, Susana". I am posting all 17 chapters, including reposts 
of the four chapters submitted previously. Please feel free to comment. 

WARNING: This is adult entertainment only, dealing with sex and sexual 
subjects in explicit language and detail. If you are under age for that 
kind of thing, leave now. This story, and others in the Oh, Susana 
series, may be reposted on ASSM, and redirected to ASS, but may not be 
put to commercial use by anyone but myself. I am willing to discuss them 
on ASSD or you can email me at <susanasue@hotmail.com>

Oh, Susana!
The erotic adventures of a South Seas sexpot
by Martina Lee



16. The New Boy Part 2) (NOTE: Read in conjunction with Part 1)

"Don't mind me," said Neil. He picked up his beer off the top of the TV, 
sat down on the couch to Calvin's left, and watched as Susana worked her 
mouth down over Calvin's rampant prick. He'd swapped his trousers for a 
laplap, and was obviously naked beneath it — his own erection was 
clearly evident through the folds of the cloth.

Calvin forced his mind away from what Susana was doing to his cock, 
checked the progress of the movie on the TV. Suck, slurp. Push, shove. 
He considered the cocks on the "actors", compared them with his own, 
decided he was at least as well hung as either of them. He turned his 
attention to the girl, compared her oral technique with Susana's 
efforts, and decided Susana was ahead on points.

As Neil leaned closer to watch, Calvin tangled the fingers of his right 
hand in Susana's hair and urged her on. Her hands crept up his chest, 
unbuttoned his shirt, then reached behind him and grasped the waistband 
of his trousers. He raised his hips, allowed her to pull pants and 
underpants over his bottom, then let go of her hair so she could raise 
her head and peel them down his legs and over his socks.

Susana sat back on her heels, pulled the dress off over her head and 
then, naked, leaned forward again and lapped at the head of his cock. 
She held it low down, between the thumb and forefinger of her left hand, 
and waggled it against her tongue. Then she looked at Neil. "Munch me," 
she said.

She worked her knees apart and Neil got off the couch, lay on his back 
between her legs, and wormed his head into her crotch. She closed her 
eyes as his tongue invaded her slit and began tickling her clitoris. 
Then she remembered her guest, and lowered her head again, her mouth 
wide open to receive his offering.

Her lips closed over the head of Calvin's dick, and he gasped as she 
dived suddenly and, incredibly, swallowed the whole thing to the root. 
For a moment she clung there, and he could feel her throat quivering and 
constricting around the head of his cock as she fought against gagging.

Then her head rose again, and her lips clutched tightly around the shaft 
as she worked her way back to the top and began to bob rhythmically up 
and down, up and down, her tongue stabbing and rubbing busily all the 
time at the fleshy underside of his tool. Spurred on by the sensations 
produced by Neil's tongue probing and flicking at her cunt, she wrapped 
her left hand around the lower third of Calvin's cock and screwed it 
rapidly, round and around, her fingers sliding easily over the 
saliva-slick shaft as she continued to suck and slaver over the upper 
end.

Calvin lay back and closed his eyes, giving himself up completely to her 
expert attentions. This lady really knew her stuff. She purred like a 
cat as she worked on him, the vibrations deep in her throat adding a new 
dimension to the sweet agony of the sensations produced by lips and 
tongue. Calvin looked at the TV, found that the girl had turned over and 
the guys had changed ends, but everything was still pretty much the 
same. Slurp, suck. Shove, push, grunt.

Susana lifted her head from his cock, pushed with her hand at Neil's 
head between her legs. "Fuck me," she said, and he slid out and got to 
his feet, flung his laplap aside and knelt between her calves. "No," she 
said. She looked up at Calvin. "YOU fuck me," she said.

Neil got out of the way as she turned around to face away from Calvin, 
stretched the upper part of her body flat on the floor and pointed her 
bottom at him. Her cunt, swollen with desire, winked wetly.

Calvin heaved himself to his feet, sliding the chair backwards out of 
the way, and knelt behind her. Susana reached between her legs, grasped 
his prick and guided it up to the portal. He knocked once, twice, then 
parted the curtains and worked the head of his cock into her cunt. He 
gave her a moment to get used to the enormity of him, grunted with 
pleasure as her muscles contracted and clutched tight around his glans, 
then grabbed her by the hips and shoved himself all the way into her.

Susana bit her lip, clawed at the carpet with her fingers and whimpered 
softly in time to Calvin's thrusting as he settled into a long, steady 
stroke, in, out, in, out, in, out, pushing deeper into her with every 
fresh assault. She looked up and reached for Neil, pulled him down on to 
the floor in front of her, his legs stretching down either side of her 
body and his crotch directly beneath her head. He lay flat and humped 
his hips as she fed his cock into her mouth and began to pump, making 
soft, wet, slurping noises with each downstroke.

Push, push. Suck, slurp. Susana gripped Neil's hips and pumped faster 
and deeper as Calvin's giant cock kept up its regular stroking of her 
tightly-stretched pussy. She was hot with passion and exertion, and 
rivulets of perspiration were running off her back and down her sides, 
tickling her breasts and dripping off her nipples.

A squeal from the TV made her glance up at the screen for almost the 
first time since Neil had switched it on. The girl was on her back, her 
bottom raised and her hands holding her knees up to her chest. Her mouth 
was open in what might have been pain, ecstasy or a combination of both, 
and one of the guys was wedging his cock into her anus.

Susana shivered as she watched the big rod draw back, then press deep 
inside the girl, who thrashed her head and tugged wildly at the other 
guy's tool. She lifted her head from Neil's dick, watched panting as 
Rear-End Charlie plunged his cock time and again into the girl's bottom. 
"I've never done that," she gasped. "I want to try it now."

Calvin stopped in mid-stroke, raised his eyes to the screen and saw what 
she was talking about. "No you don't," he said. "It hurts." To emphasise 
his point, he drew almost all of the way out, then jerked her backwards 
and rammed brutally into her. Susana gasped again, blinked back tears of 
pain and found that the agony only intensified her arousal. "Yes," she 
said. "I want it. Do it. Fuck me in my arse. Do it."

Calvin considered. He didn't want to hurt her, and he wasn't really into 
bum-stuffing anyway. Susana drove back against him, cramming herself to 
the limit with his cock, craned her head over her shoulder to look back 
and up at him. "Do it," she said again. "I want it. Do it now."

She looked back at the screen, fascinated by the sight, in close-up, of 
the guy hauling his dick from the girl's rectum, then working it back in 
and burying it in her up to the hilt. "Do it," she said. "Please. Do it. 
Stick it in my arse." Calvin gave in. "All right," he said. "But it's 
gonna hurt. Don't say I didn't warn you."

He slipped a thumb down the cleft between her cheeks and prodded at her 
little brown bottom-hole. It tensed, then relaxed, and his thumb sank in 
halfway to the first joint. Susana, still impaled on his cock in her 
cunt, wriggled impatiently. "Do it," she said. "I want it now!"

Calvin allowed his thumb to slip in a further centimetre or so. "I need 
some grease," he said. "Got any KY Jelly?" Neil propped himself up on 
his elbows. "Funny you should ask," he said. "Just a minute." He rolled 
out from under Susana, went into the bathroom and was back in about 20 
seconds. "Here," he said.

Calvin took the tube, unscrewed the cap, and dribbled jelly down the 
cleft. It was cold, and Susana flinched. She reached for Neil's leg, 
urged him back to his former position and dived back on to his cock as 
Calvin worked the jelly around and into her virgin bottom-hole with his 
thumb. He pressed again at the entrance, and this time his thumb slipped 
in easily all the way.

Susana wriggled again, clamped tight on his thumb and sucked hard at the 
cock in her mouth. Calvin withdrew his thumb, applied more jelly and 
then pulled his dick from her cunt. He squeezed still more jelly on to 
his shaft, spread it over the head of his cock, and pressed the tip to 
the target. "You do it," he said.

Susana, still slurping at Neil's prick, pushed back against the pole at 
her rear entrance. Nothing happened. "Relax," said Calvin. She 
unclenched her anal muscles, pushed back again. The pressure increased, 
became suddenly too great and the tiny hole yawned hugely, engulfing the 
head of his cock.

Calvin was right. It HURT. Susana felt as if she was being torn open, 
but she was past the point of no return. Again she pushed, and the giant 
tool bored its way into her. Groaning with combined pain and passion, 
she pushed again and was almost surprised when she felt her buttocks 
fetch up against Calvin's crotch.

She raised her head from Neil's cock, panted: "Now. Fuck me. Hard." 
Calvin grasped her hips to steady himself, pulled out slowly until only 
the head of his cock was still inside her. He dripped on more jelly, 
spread it around his shaft with his fingers, then pushed it in, slowly 
again, as far as he could.

The pain was exquisite. Susana dived back on to Neil's cock and sucked 
it savagely as Calvin settled into a steady rhythm. Previously 
unheard-of nerve-endings woke up, sent messages to her brain that caused 
tiny explosions in her head. Calvin fucked faster, deeper, and the 
separate explosions merged together in a blinding flash as he pushed her 
over the edge into an orgasm that was more intense than any she had ever 
experienced.

She screamed, the sound muffled by the meat in her mouth, bucked and 
plunged against Calvin as they climaxed together and she felt his juice 
squirting out of her and dribbling down over her recently vacated cunt. 
Sparks danced in front of her eyes, great spasms shook her body and she 
almost fainted under the sheer force of the sensations pouring from her 
tortured bottom.

Then it was over, and there was just the sting of an over-stretched 
anus. She jerked herself off Calvin's prick, lifted her head from the 
cock in her mouth, and rolled on to the floor. She fingered her aching 
bottom, looked at Calvin and giggled. "You," she said, "are a pain in 
the arse."

Calvin shrugged. "I told you," he said. Then: "Don't go away. I haven't 
finished with you yet." He got to his feet and walked into the bathroom.

Beside her, Neil sat up, leaned across and caressed her cheek. "How do 
you feel?" he asked. Susana giggled again. "Fucked," she said. "And 
sore." She took his arm, pulled him down to her and kissed him. "Suck 
me," she said. He rolled on to his knees, placed a hand either side of 
her hips, and lowered his head to her cunt. Susana reached for his cock, 
milked it slowly as his tongue lapped at her clitoris and dipped into 
her vagina.

Gradually, the pain in her bottom subsided and she began to respond to 
the gentle probing of Neil's tongue in her pussy. She worked her free 
hand under his chin, parted and stretched her labia with her index and 
middle fingers to improve his access, panted with pleasure as he licked 
and nibbled at her clit. She tugged more urgently at his tool, was about 
to pull him into her mouth when Calvin returned.

He tapped Neil on the shoulder. "My turn," he said, and Neil rolled out 
of the way. Calvin knelt behind Susana's head, leaned forward and spread 
her legs wide apart, trapped them by placing his hands on the floor 
behind her thighs, and dipped his head to her crotch. His tool dangled 
limply over her face, smelling faintly of soap.

Susana wrapped her arms around his back and raised her head to take him 
into her mouth. Even in its limp state his prick was enormous, and she 
had to stretch her mouth wide to accommodate it. She sucked at the tip, 
drawing him deeper into her mouth as he drove his tongue into her cunt. 
Calvin worked his knees apart and lowered his hips to make it easier for 
her, and Susana purred with satisfaction when his cock began to stiffen 
again between her lips.

He moved his hands from between her legs, slid them under her buttocks 
and pulled her cheeks apart, then slipped one finger into her cunt and 
another into her bottom, and frigged her while his tongue ran lazy 
circles around her clit. His cock throbbed in her mouth, became fully 
erect, and he began slow rooting movements with his hips.

Susana cuddled him tighter around the waist, hauled her shoulders off 
the floor and gobbled at his cock until it was deep in her throat and 
his pubic hairs were tickling her lips, then flopped back and let him 
fuck her mouth.

Calvin's busy fingers and tongue continued to stoke the fire in her 
crotch, and suddenly she was coming again. She threw her legs up and 
trapped his head between her thighs, her whole body shaking and her 
mouth working frantically on his cock as she climaxed. The juice factory 
in her cunt overloaded, gushing creamy fluid over Calvin's invading 
fingers.

Calvin's teeth nipped softly at her clitoris, and she climaxed again. 
Then she was pushing at his chest, urging him off. He resisted for a 
moment, then lifted his head and pulled his dick from her mouth, rocked 
back on his heels and tweaked her nipples. He looked up at Neil, 
signalled with his eyes. Neil stepped between her outflung legs, knelt 
and lifted them on to his shoulders, and fitted his cock into her cunt.

Still playing with her breasts, Calvin bent his head to hers and worked 
his tongue into her mouth. Susana fought for breath, flung her arms 
around his neck and kissed him back as Neil began a steady thrust and 
retreat, thrust and retreat. After Calvin, she thought his cock would be 
comparatively insignificant, and was a little surprised that her cunt 
was still able to grip him tightly. She reached between Calvin's legs, 
tugged his tool in time with Neil's thrusting, and sucked at his tongue.

Neil was beside himself with lust after watching their sixty-nine 
performance. He humped furiously, churning the juice in her cunt to 
cream and gasping for breath as the ache in his crotch contracted to a 
searing pinpoint of white heat and he exploded inside her, jet after 
warm jet of sperm pouring from his plunging, twitching cock. Susana 
writhed beneath him, came again, her cunt clutching convulsively around 
his tool.

Finally, drained of both semen and energy, shaking his head to clear the 
red fog from his eyes, he slumped against her upraised legs, then drew 
back and allowed his softening tool to slip out of her. Sperm bubbled 
out of her cunt as he lowered her legs to the floor, hauled himself to 
his feet and collapsed panting in the armchair.

Susana, her mouth still glued to Calvin's and still pumping his cock 
with her left hand, took her right hand from behind his neck and 
explored her sopping slit, squeezed out another shuddering climax and 
lay still. She felt thoroughly satiated, ready to roll over and go to 
sleep.

But Calvin wasn't finished. He lifted his mouth from hers, stood up and 
pulled her to her feet, facing him. Then he put his big hands under her 
armpits and lifted her effortlessly into the air. Instinctively, Susana 
raised her legs and wrapped them loosely around his waist, then cried 
out in sudden pain and triumph as he dropped her with deadly aim and 
impaled her on his cock.

Susana locked her hands behind Calvin's neck and leaned back. He moved 
his hands to her seat, lifted her again, dropped her again. Lifted, 
dropped, lifted, dropped, lifted, dropped, and she cried out each time 
his massive tool tore into her vitals. It was agony, it was pure 
ecstasy, and in moments she was once again on the verge of orgasm.

Calvin turned, stepped past Neil in the armchair and carried her to the 
table, laid her flat with her buttocks poking over the edge. He was 
panting, not from exertion but from the nearness of his own climax. 
"Now," he said, "enough of this fucking about." He pulled back until 
only the very tip of his cock was still in her cunt, tensed his hips and 
crashed into her.

For the second time, Susana screamed. She flung up her legs, thrashed 
about on the table-top and tried to push him away. He was not to be 
stopped. Again he plunged his huge cock into her, again, and again, and 
again. Susana tried to beg him to stop, but the only words that came 
were: "Yes. Oh, yes. Fuck me. Kill me. Fuck me."

Calvin battered into her, the force of his thrusting driving her back 
across the table. "Yes," she cried. "Kill me. Fuck me." She pounded on 
his bottom with her feet, arched her back and clawed at the table, came 
in a series of shuddering spasms that left her weak and shaking. Calvin 
jerked himself from her cunt, pressed the base of his tool hard against 
her crotch and came too, sperm arcing through the air and splashing as 
high as her breast. Another spurt, almost as powerful. And another.

Susana was drenched in sperm. It trickled off her belly, down her sides, 
dripped on to the table. Calvin worked his cock back into her cunt, 
shoved two or three times for good measure, then pulled out of her and 
stepped back.

"Now," he said, "where's the beer?"



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