VII: ANAL BEACH PARTY

The following weekend Dave and Charley went hunting and left their women
behind. It was only natural that Gloria and Susan continue to develop their
interest in anal sex with each other. On Friday night they spent about four
hours in bed together, licking each other’s titties, kissing each other’s
cunts, fingering each other’s assholes. It was a kind of lesbian mini-orgy.
They used kitchen oil to rub down their bodies at one point, and even though it
was rather messy, it was also extremely slippery. The two women went sliding
their luscious fresh flesh against each other, clamping their loins around this
or that limb, pressing their mouths together in long luxurious kisses, using
their tongues to eat out each other’s assholes and pussies. They fell asleep
that night in an embrace normally reserved for heterosexual lovers.

The next morning, however, they were as horny as a couple of teenage virgins.
“I can’t get over it,” said Gloria. “We fucked all night and we came and
everything,’ and here we’ are frustrated as hell all over again.”

“I know,” said Susan, “woman’s work is never done.”

“I got an idea,” said Gloria. “Why don’t we go to the beach. I bet we could
pick up a couple of teenage guys and fuck out our brains with them. It would be
a real kick to get a virgin male to fuck us up the ass, eh?” .”Not a bad idea,”
said Susan. “Let’s do it.”

They dressed in bikinis and other than the slim bathing suits, took only towels
with them. They went to the Santa Monica beach which was crowded with high
school students and surfers, old drunks and an occasional whore. “You know,”
said Susan, as they made their way across the hot sand, “I wonder how we’re
gonna get these two guys, where ever they are, to pick us up.”

“Don’t worry about that,” said Gloria. “I bet we don’t even, get to put down
our, towels before some guy’s showing us his cock.” She laughed because an old
woman they were passing by had looked up with a scowl on her face.

They spread their towels not far from the wet sand. It was hot and sunny, and
there must have been hundreds of people out that day. The beach was lined with
lovely women wearing only bikinis. Every now and then a woman with no bra at
all would pass by, her titties shaking, her ass quaking, her lovely long legs
carrying her off to some other slightly more private portion of the Santa
Monica water front. “I can’t get over it,” said Susan when she saw such a young
woman pass by, “how girls today just go out and do whatever they want. I’m only
a couple of years older than she is, but I’d never think about going around
like that. When I was younger it was just out of the question.”

“We’ve come a long way,” said Gloria. “I like it this way.” She stretched out
on her back and spread sun tan oil along her arms and legs. Her smooth flesh
glistened in the bright afternoon sun. “I hope our knights in shining armor
show up really soon,” she added. “I burn easy.” She laughed at her own joke and
lay back with her eyes closed to bake in the sun. Susan did the same thing and
it didn’t take long for the two lovely women to drift to sleep on the beach.

And it didn’t take long for two teenage boys to catch sight of the young
sleeping beauties. They picked up their towels, and, pretending to have just
arrived, made camp alongside Gloria and Susan. “Well,” said one of the young
men, “looks like they’re sleeping.”

Gloria opened her eyes a notch and caught sight of one of the young men. He was
big, tanned and brawny, and as far as Gloria was concerned, he was made to
order. She figured that a man with a chest as large as his would have to have a
big fuck-stick as well. “I don’t know for sure,” `she whispered to Susan who
was still dozing, “but I think they’ve arrived.” Susan rolled half-way over.
“What?” Gloria nodded in the direction of the two young men. “I think they’re
here for us, Susan. Get ready.” She closed her eyes and pretended to be
sleeping again. So did Susan.

“Hello, ladies,” said one of the young men. “My name’s Dick and this is my
buddy Larry. We thought you might be interested in a little company.”

“Oh, hello,” said Gloria, pretending not to have seen the young men. “Well, I
guess we wouldn’t mind a little company, would we, Susan.” They `made
introductions. `Dick and Larry were — it turned out — both surfers, both
young, probably sixteen Or seventeen, and both were interested in some fast
action. This suited the girls, and it only took a few minutes of casual beach
conversation for everyone to agree to return to Dick’s apartment on the
boardwalk.

There, still dressed in their bathing suits, all four of them began drinking
wine and smoking grass, which Larry just happened to have handy, and it didn’t
take a long time for everyone to get quite high and very aroused. “You know,”
said Larry, eyeing Susan’s big titties and long smooth legs, “I sure wouldn’t
mind having a sister like you.”

“Well,” said Susan, reaching out and taking his hand, “I wouldn’t mind having a
brother like you, Larry. Except then I wouldn’t be able to have sex with you.”
She smiled and took his open hand to play with her leg. She guided him down
between her loins. They were sitting on the floor and she had her long smooth
legs spread out. It would be nothing for him to reach up into her covered
snatch. “Listen,” he said, “why don’t we excuse ourselves for a minute or two,
eh?” She smiled and he took her off to the bedroom.

“The reason I wanted to be alone with you,” he said, “is because I like the way
you smile.” Susan winked at him and turned around. “Would you mind, Larry,
taking my top off?” The youth blushed and undid the strap. Susan turned back
around. “The reason I wanted to be alone with you, Larry,” she said, “is
because I like the looks of your crotch.” She reached one hand down between his
legs and rubbed the place in his trunks where his cock was. Larry was busy
inspecting her titties until he felt her hand massaging his joint. “Wow,” he
said, “you’re really good at that.”

“Well,” she said, falling to her knees between his legs, “I kind of like you,
Larry. And when a girl likes a fella, well, you know how that is.” Her hands
slid gracefully between his legs and under his trunks. She came up inside his
bathing suit holding onto his cock and balls. `Wow,” he said, “I didn’t think
you really liked me all that much already.” She smiled and withdrew her hands
from. his crotch. She came around the topside of his trunks and loosened the
drawstring. Then she slipped the trunks down around his knees, thereby exposing
his genitals. “Well,” she said, “I was right.”

“Right about what?” blushed Larry. He knew, though, what she meant. He waited
for her to say it.

“You do have a nice big cock, don’t you?” She took the head of his big meat in
her hand. She stretched the firming muscle out away from his body and licked
it, with her tongue. She sucked on the base of the joy rod and before long she
had him fully erect. “Now,” she said, “that’s a little more like it, no?”

Larry took her head in his, hands. He pressed her face into his crotch. He
rubbed her smooth blonde cheek against his dick. The feel of her satin skin
against his boner made him hot. He liked her face rubbing in his crotch. Susan
helped him get aroused by using her hands. She rubbed his fanny. She stroked
the space between his buns with one finger. Up and down, lightly, in the groove
she caressed his ass. “Oh, yeah,” said Larry, “I like the way you do that.”

“Good,” she said, his cock still sliding back and forth next to her face. “I
want you to be happy, Larry.” He reached down and cupped her mammoth titties.
He caressed the nipples, teased them just a little, and then palmed the full
pendular breasts themselves. He kneaded the soft flesh, the heating breasts,
and his palms were full of her large nipples, the pink tips and the big brown
caps. “God damn,” he said, “you sure do have the kind of titties I like to play
with!”

“My breasts are very sensitive, Larry,” she panted. “It makes me feel
especially good when you play with them that way.” She spoke in a whisper. Her.
breath was coming faster. Her heart beat strong in her soft chest. “I’m getting
turned on,” she told him. “It’s getting nice in my cunt. Would you like to play
with my twat a little?” She came upright, standing, her legs spread, her
titties still in his hands. His fingers let loose of her big soft boobs. He
stroked down along her smooth stomach. He arrived at her cunt. “You bet I
would.” He worked his fingers under her bikini bottom. “This thing’s in the
way,” he told her as his fingers began to feel up her vagina, her bush and the
wet crack. “Take it off.” He took his hand out of her groin.

She smiled and slipped out of the bottom of her bathing suit. “There,” she
said, tossing the colorful strap aside. “Is that better?” She spread her naked
legs and shook her hips. “Do you see what you want now, Larry?” she asked.

He looked down at her cunt. He pushed her backwards and she lost her balance,
toppling onto the bed on her back. “Now I see what I want,” he said, watching
her titties bounce into place. He climbed up between her legs. “Maybe,” she
said, as he came down on her chest with his torso, “you’d like to have
something really special from me.”

“Special?” he asked, stroking her silky blond hair, pressing his chest against
her titties and fingering her cunt, down between their two bodies. “What
special?”

“Well,” she said, “why don’t you get that big hard prick of yours wet in my
twat, and then I’ll show you what I mean.”

“Sure,” said Larry. “Couldn’t ask for a better beginning myself.” He slid his
finger out from the wet twat hole. “Nice and greasy,” he said. Then he used his
hand to guide his beefy joint into place. He pushed forward, down deep, and
filled Susan’s narrow tube with all the cock she could possibly wish for.
“Oooh, fuck” she even moaned, “that’s delicious.” She rolled her hips so as to
be sure to make the young teenager’s cock as wet and slippery as possible. She
wanted him well-lubricated because she was going to ask him to fuck her up the
asshole. “O.k.,” she said, after he’d stroked inside her tube for a while, “I
want you to take it out now.”

He’d had plenty of luck listening to her so far, so he decided to continue in
this fashion. He pulled his prick out of her vagina. “Now what?” he asked.

“Now,” said Susan, rolling over between her legs and showing off her hot pink
fanny, “put your fingers in my cunt and get some of that juice. Spread it
around on my asshole. O.k.?”

“You’re the boss, lady,” said Larry. He happily went to work getting enough
juice from Susan’s pussy to coat her asshole with a thin covering of
lubrication Every now and then he stuck his finger into her anus, just to be
sure he knew what he was getting himself into, and wormed around inside it.
“Oooh, yes,” she said, “that’s the way, young Larry. That’s the way to make me
hot, alright. It feels nice.” She rolled her buttocks open and closed on his
digit by shaking her hips. “Wow!” exclaimed the surfer. “You sure do know what
you want, don’t you!”

“Yes,” she said, “and I think it’s time you gave it to me.” He took the cue and
started sliding his joint up and down in her anal crack. He rubbed up and down
between the firm fanny buns. He made sure his prick was good and hot. Then he
took the mushroom head and aimed it at her asshole. He pushed down and it went
in.

“Oooh, God,” grunted Susan, “that’s the way. Go hard. Now go hard.”

He pushed hard, the way she wanted it, and filled her asshole tube full of his
young meat. “Is that how … uuuumph … you ,like it?” he asked. She didn’t
say anything. She’d stretched her hands out to grab something for support and
she had her face buried in the pillow. “Are you o.k.?” he asked. Susan lifted
her head. She nodded and grunted, but she still didn’t say anything. “Lady? Are
you alright?” he asked again.

Finally she blurted out:. “Ooooh, God, yes! That’s good, darling. That’s God
damn good!” He couldn’t believe how passionate she was for his prick in her
bunghole. He reached around her hips, however, and stuffed her twat with along
finger. He gave the inside of her front hole a good thrashing, easily as much
sexual stimulation as he was giving her back hole. He used his other free hand
to reach up under her chest. Locating her large pendular titty, he squeezed and
rubbed. He tweaked the nipple, the big brown cap, the cherry tip, and he
kneaded the soft flesh of the body of the breast. “Ooooh, God,” moaned Susan,
who was having a, sensual festival for her body, “I love it.” She had a finger
up her cunt, a hand on her titty, and a cock up her asshole. She could not have
asked for more. “You have me nice,” she told the young man. “You have me very,
very nice.”

A moment later he was shooting off in her anal cavity. He flooded the rear
canyon with his anxious sperm juice. She rolled her buttocks to make it that
much better for him, and though she hoped he wouldn’t leave her too soon, the
young man had already begun to pull his spent hog out of the long smooth anal
muscle. Susan gave him a last squeeze, a tug and a milking rub, and then his
erect prick popped out of her ass flesh. “That was nice,” she said quickly. “I
sure do hope you want to do it again.”

He blushed as he rolled onto his back, his cock flopping between his thighs. “I
need a little break,” he said, “but I sure would like to do it at least once
more.” He smiled and waited for Susan to answer. She was so hot and
pre-orgasmic that she could barely speak. “It was my first time that way,” said
Larry. “I like it. You know that? I really do like it.”

“Good,” said Susan. “That’s good.” She was still breathless. Her chest heaved
up and down, her loins sweated, and her cunt leaked a steady flow of oily
juice. “I’m so fucking hot,” she said. “I don’t know how you do it,” she said,
“but I’m really hot.” She reached down to the youth’s hot, hard pecker. She
palmed it with one hand. She had thought she would only touch it lightly, but
once she got a feel of the thing, she had to get more. She climbed down close
to his crotch. “I’ll just play with it for a little while until you’re ready,
eh?” She smiled as she stroked his prick. Her fingers went up and down along
the shaft of his penis. She ended up around the base, squeezing his firming joy
rod until the mushroom head turned bright pink, red.

“You’re good, Susan,” said Larry. The blood rushing to his head. He looked down
between his legs. Susan’s hands were wrapped around his cock, and she was
brushing her long silky blond hair back behind her head. She worked his prick
muscle with her fingers, the way a farmer’s daughter milks a cow’s teat. She
rolled a ripple into the muscle and then leaned close with her open mouth. She
sucked up the hot spongy head. Her lips surrounded the crown and sucked it off.
She applied a great deal of sucking pressure to Larry’s hot penis tip, so much
that he felt like; coming in her face right then. He wondered if she would
swallow it down. Just as he was about to moan with orgasmic ecstasy, Susan
pulled her face away: “Are you hot enough?” she asked.

“Oh, God, yes,” he said. “Do you want to suck my jism out of my penis?”

“With my asshole, I do,” she said. “How’s that sound?”

He’d completely forgotten about that.

“Sure,” he said, delighted with the idea of another opportunity to punch her
butt. “That’s a good idea.” She rolled off of his crotch and onto her belly.
She spread her legs and reached back and held her ass cheeks open. The brown
hole was predominant in the groove. “O.k.,” she said, “come and get it!”

He smiled lecherously and climbed up between her smooth thighs. Her buns needed
a little pressing which he was happy to provide. He gave her cheeks a couple of
squeezes, and then he stuffed a finger into her anus. “Oh, God, good!” she
squeaked. “That’s the way to do it, Larry. Keep that finger going.” He kept his
finger going. He went all the way down her anal track. Then he pulled out
slowly. “Use your cock now,” she told him. “Stuff your prick in there now!”

He took hold of her buttocks with his two strong surfer hands. He spread her
wide open and put his cock into place. He was ready-to mount her for the second
time. His big red boner was hot and stiff. “O.k.,” he said, “here you go,
lady.” He slammed forward and his prick went in one long stroke all the way up
her anus. He landed the mushroom head at the back of her bowels. She started
screaming bloody murder, complaining and enjoying about every inch of that
thick meat crammed into her asshole. “Good,” she grunted. “Fuck me good, Larry.
Good and hard.” She pushed backwards so that she could control his prick in her
asshole. She stuffed herself with his big cock. She made sure that if he wanted
to, he could go even deeper. She swung her hips around in a soft circle which
stimulated the sides of Larry’s big shaft. “You do that just right,” he told
her. “You fuck me with your asshole the way some girls fuck with their pussies.
I like that, lady. It’s good.”

He leaned down close and rode her like a jockey rides a horse. He had his face
close to her blushing cheek, his cock pressed fully inside her anal cavity. He
whispered in her ear: “Ride me, baby. Ride me hard.” She gasped and bounced him
on her back. His cock swung upwards and she knew that he was throbbing. “You’re
going to come?” she asked.

“Oh, yeah,” he answered softly. “I’m going to give you some more sweet pudding,
little girl. All the jism you can possibly use.” He stroked down deep and
started squirting off. He let loose of his second wad in her anus. “Fuck,” he
grunted at the end, “that was nice.”

“Don’t leave!” Susan started to say, but it was too late. The young surfer had
pulled his hot wet hog out of her asshole He ended up on his side next to her.
“You’re good,” he was saying, but Susan wasn’t paying any attention. She had
been on the verge of an anal orgasm, and because the fellow had pulled out she
just missed having herself come. “God damn,” she muttered, “why’d you stop?”

“I was all done,” said Larry. “Why not stop?”

“Fuck,” she grumbled, her `face heated and red, her eyes flashing. “I wasn’t
done.”

“Sorry,” he said. “Next time.”

“Ah, shit,” grumbled Susan, and she’d have said more, but it was just then that
Gloria’s friendly voice filtered through to the bedroom: “You two having as
much fun as we are?”

“Some of us are,” said Susan at the top of her lungs, “and some of us aren’t.”

“Reason I ask,!” came the voice through `the door, “is. we want to be sure and
be alone for a little while longer. You mind staying cooped up in there for
just a little bit more?”

“Not at all,” said Susan. “Let us know when you’re done.” She smiled and looked
over at Larry. “Apparently, your friend is having a good time with my friend.”
Larry nodded. “Want to take a look-see?” asked Susan in a whisper. “You know,
just to see what it looks like the way they do it?”

They tip-toed out the bedroom door and opened it a crack. They both peered out
between the door frame and the open door. “How about that!” whispered Susan.
“Will you get a load- of that style?” Larry moaned: “How do they do it?”

What Larry and Susan saw was this: Gloria had her legs spread wide and she
leaned with her hands spread against the wall. Her buttocks were wide open, as
they would have to be in order to accommodate Dick’s huge fuck-stick, and 8he
was standing. He had a hold of her breasts, from behind, and was jamming his
prick up into her. He too was upright. They were both standing. Though Gloria
was on a slight tilt, for all practical purposes, they were getting an anus
fuck by standing up. It was quite a sight to see.

“I’ll be damned,” said Susan, “I wonder why I never tried it standing up.”

“It’s because Dick’s so tall,” whispered Larry. “He can get his joint up there
without any trouble at all.” They took to watching their friends in anal
intercourse. Dick was working his flesh needle up between Gloria’s smooth white
buns. He had most of his cock buried upwards in the anal cavity, and he was
still holding onto Gloria’s big melon-styled titties. He was working the hot
breasts with both hands while his prick went flying up her anus. “Uuuuh, God,”
she moaned, looking down between her body and the wall, “I want you to do some
stuff up front, too, Dick.”

He responded immediately, removed one hand from her chest and let his fingers
go searching between her tender loins for her cunt hole. He found her clit, it
appeared, and rubbed the little rubbery knob until chills and a blush climbed
up Gloria’s otherwise ivory complected body. She began to perspire and quiver.
She spread her legs a little wider, and Dick continued to manipulate her
clitoris. It didn’t take long at all for Gloria to moan out her heated passion.
“Come on, Dick,” she said with excitement, “It’s time to go hard. Go really
fucking hard now.” She rolled her hips on his joint. If she’d leaned backwards,
and if he’d cupped his hands around her buns, she’d have been sitting with her
hefty little asshole on his big tough flesh `spike. “Wow,” he whispered to her,
“that’s really something, Gloria Let me feel you squeeze a bit”

“Squeeze? You asked for it!” She was delighted with the opportunity to milk his
thick prick with her smooth anal muscles.

She gave him a little smile, over the shoulder, and their she took to
concentrating on using her ass hole tube to make him come. She contracted,
flexed her interior muscle and tugged on the head of his meat and on the thick
shaft. A moment later it was plain to see, from the way his butt hammered away,
from the way his hips shoved forward against Gloria’s smooth ass cheeks, that
Dick was ejaculating in her bunghole. “Oooh, yes,” he moaned, “that’s just
right, honey. That’s just the little buttfuck I was needing. Mmmmmm.” With that
he pulled, his joy rod out of her corn holed ass. “I like that, baby,” he said.
“I liked that a lot” He sat down on the couch and smiled at her. She went over
and sat at his feet, stroking his legs, cooing because he’d given her such an
excellent thrill.

“That’s really something,” said Larry to Susan as he shut the bedroom door. “It
looks like they really hit it off.”

“It sure does,” said Susan, wondering if she hadn’t ended up with the wrong
young man. “How you feeling yourself?” She eyeballed his cock which had curled
up like an elephant trunk.

“I feel fine,” he said. “You want it once more, eh?”

“I wouldn’t mind,” said Susan with a sexy smile. She stretched her hand toward
Larry’s groin.

“I’ll really grind it into you this time, honey,” he promised. Having seen his
friend and Gloria at it, he was easily turned on. He gave Susan complete access
to his cock and balls, and she took advantage of every inch. She rubbed the
shaft of his dick, the tip and the rim of the crown, and she used her long
slender finger to stroke his balls, too. “Wow,” he said, “I think this one’s
gonna be the best yet.”

Then he had her bent over, using the foot of the bed for support. He used his
hands to spread her soft buns. The tube was plenty juicy, ripe and ready for a
good stiff probe. He shoved his thick muscle up the ass hole corridor. “Oooh,”
squeaked Susan, “it feels bigger than before and I mean a lot bigger.”

“Good,” said young Larry. He reached around and squeezed her titties. He rubbed
her breasts with his palms while he scrubbed her asshole with his tough cock
meat. The head of his joint was punching in her bowels when she started
wailing: “Fuck me hard, Larry. Use your fingers on my clit. Fuck me good and
hard. Don’t miss my twat-penis, honey. Don’t forget that.” He let loose of her
breasts and went for the beaver pie. He stroked her clit with his long middle
digit, and the more he caressed and fondled the minicock, the easier it was to
get his prick up higher inside Susan’s hot bunghole tube. “Shit,” she grunted,
“just one more.., stroke… and … oooh, yes, Larry. Yes, yes, yes!” She
turned orgasmic. She thrust her hips backwards and impaled herself on his flesh
sword.

A moment later, he, too, let loose with his sex juice and the fuck up her ass
was over. He pulled his prick out and sat down on the edge of the bed. She
collapsed along side him. “That was the way, honey,” she said. “I mean my
husband never even did it three times in a row up my asshole.”

“You’re married?” said Larry, dumbfounded.

“Very happily married,” she said. “Didn’t you know that? Gloria and I are both
married. We’re just out joy riding for the afternoon. You don’t mind, do you?”

“I was kind of hoping we’d see each other again,” said Larry.

“So? We can see each other even though I’m married.” She smiled and kissed him
on his arm. Then she stood up and, wiped herself a bit. A few minutes later
both Susan and Gloria were dressed and ready to leave. “Thanks a lot, Larry,”
said Susan, “and don’t worry, I’ll be seeing you again sometime. It doesn’t
matter at all that I’m married. When it comes to anal fucking, marriage doesn’t
mean a damn.”