I looked at Rachel and said, “Now is as good a time as any.” She grinned and led me by the cock to the kitchen and climbed her ass up on the counter. The height of her pussy was perfect for my height and I let her pull me between her legs and she guided my cock into her sex. Her tits were big for her size. Age and gravity hadn’t had their impacts on them. I tweaked her nipples and she moaned, “Give me that cock.” I rocked my hips forward and my cock easily slid deep in her pussy. I slowed as I anticipated her cervix. She had apparently never encountered a cock that would go that deep and she threw her legs around behind my ass, locked her feet together and yanked me to her.
Her eyes went wide when my cock pushed hard against the bottom of her vagina. She yelled, “Jesus Christ. That hurt.” She let go of me with her legs and I backed up a few inches as Rachel bit her lip and rolled her head to the side and groaned, “Fuck Jack. I’ve never run aground on a guy’s cock.”
I looked down at her and said, “Sorry. I tried to be careful. It happens all the time. Are you okay. I’ll wait until you’re ready.” She smiled up at me and then she rolled her hips up driving her pussy deeper on my cock. She slowed at the depth and then I began fucking her with varying depths and pace and when I shifted to a short depth piston fuck, Rachel went into a constant groan that was emphasized at both ends of the stroke. Her groan built louder and with a higher pitch until she was screaming into her orgasm. Those not engaged in some form of sexual encounter crowded around in a semi-circle to watch Rachel’s facial contortions as she exploded. She grabbed my shoulders and pulled herself to me. I grabbed her ass and pulled her off the counter and fully onto my cock as I pistoned my hips searching for my own orgasm.
The one remaining woman, whom I hadn’t had any contact with pushed herself up on the counter beside Rachel and spread her legs. She ran her fingers through her sex spreading her labia. She was soaking wet. She pulled Rachel back down on the counter and said, “Rachel, honey. I haven’t had any of Jack’s cock. Can I have some before he cums? I want to feel all of him.”
Rachel gave her a delirious smile and said, “Sure Bonny. Everyone should get a piece of that. Holy shit.” She spread her legs and pushed her fingers to her pussy as I pulled out. Rachel frowned as my glans pulled from her. I took one step to my right and Bonny wrapped her legs around my hips to do the same thing that Rachel was sorry that she did.
Rachel put her hand on Bonny’s closest leg and said, “Bonny, honey. I wouldn’t do that if I was you. Well, I was you and I did that. Jack’s cock is too long for your pussy and if you want to feel what its like to have a cock bottom out on your cervix, then go for it. It hurts like hell.”
Bonny looked up at me and smiled as she let her legs fall back down over the counter. I eased my cock into her and slowed even more as I approached what I figured was her cervix. She tensed as I came close and then I started to back away. Bonny apparently was too curious and she thrust her hips up at me and let out a loud groan, “Oh fuck. You weren’t kidding.” She smiled at Rachel and said, “I had to know.” Rachel giggled and nodded that she felt the same way. I started fucking Bonny the same way I had Rachel. With varying depths and pace and just like Rachel had, when I switched to the short depth piston fuck, Bonny’s moans grew into a scream as her orgasm crushed her and her orgasm pulled mine forward and I groaned hard as cum boiled out of my cock and exploded up my shaft to Bonny’s waiting pussy which was furiously pulsing.
I pumped my hips into her until my last shot. Bonny was lying flat on her back on the counter staring at the ceiling as her body spasmed through her orgasm. Rachel rolled over on the counter and bent down and kissed Bonny passionately on the lips. I felt a hand pull my cock from Bonny’s pussy and I looked down to see Divi as she pushed her lips over my wet glans and pushed her lips all the way to my balls. She was showing off again.
