Tucker the Fucker

With a short grunt, Lynn shifted her body in order to spread her legs further apart and in effect make it that much easier for Tucker to touch her genitals.

Gina, a good study was now moving up to the calf of Lynn's other leg, the combination of both Tucker and Gina had reduced Lynn to a limp doll, grunting in satisfaction as they plied her form with erotic foreplay.

"Umm, I want . . . I need . . ." she huffed, but was unable to form the proper word to communicate her desires to the others.

But hovering around her they knew, full well what Lynn wanted and expected from them. She was totally in their hands for them to do as they wished. The only clear thought running through Lynn's mind was that she was going to enjoy an explosive orgasm before long.

Tucker moved slightly behind Lynn and leaning over her shoulder kissed her hard on the mouth. She shivered once again and immediately sent her tongue to meet his, even as Gina, with two fingers having already intrusively wormed their way under her own shorts, sent them into her velvet wetness as she sucked on Lynn's toes, one at a time.

As the kiss ended, he removed Lynn's halter top, exposing her vibrant breasts to his mouth and his firm lips sucked voraciously at her left breast. Lynn's pliant flesh shaped itself to the ring of his mouth and her breathing intensified as a small needle of desire pricked through her inflamed loins and raced to her nipple.

Gasping and moaning she sent her fingers through his hair and at the same time pressed the back of his head so that his face was almost buried in the fleshy part of her breast. Then with her other hand between their bodies, she pressed against his flat stomach muscles moving ever southward, unbuckling his belt and opening his fly, inserting her hand into his underwear, gliding through his pubic hairs until she could touch his manhood.

While he fondled and mauled Lynn's tits, Gina stood up and removed her top and shorts, leaving only her thronged bikini clinging to her overheated, sticky crotch.

Noting Gina's actions, Tucker left Lynn for a moment to embrace her, running his hand along her sleek flanks and squeezing the cheeks of her ass in turn.

"God," he groaned into her ear, "You've got a magnificent ass."

Gina moaned softly while in the embrace, reveling in the rough feel of his large hands as they mauled her bottom.

"Gina, open up for me, please?"

She complied moving her legs slightly apart and hissed with explicit anticipation as his fingers slipped under the thong, prying it from her cunt. He kissed her then, much the same as he had Lynn who was spending the time with one hand still gripping his cock and fondling her lonely breast with the other.

Still kissing Gina, he managed to spread her asshole apart and began rubbing her ass and cunt rigorously, alternating only to bring a yip of glee from her throat with the occasional slap upon her ass. And all the while she stared intently into Lynn's wide-open eyes. At some point the girls had, without saying a word, tacitly agreed to have sex with each other although neither had ever ventured into that area before.

Then Lynn released him from her hand and squatted as if she were going to relive herself; and bracing herself against the sofa, tugged her thong to one side and lightly rubbed a finger over her fully exposed cunt. Tucker, sensing the girls were all for the fun and games he'd initiated, had Gina lean forward and grab the sofa for support while he shifted so that he was behind her holding a breast in each hand.

Lynn's hand reached out, once again seeking his manhood; and finding it squeezed it, but found she couldn't really squeeze him for he was like a steel rod and monstrous in his thickness. Amazed at his size, she drew her fingernails along his length and gasped in awe as her mind calculated his enormous size. 'He's like a horse,' she thought. 'My God, he'll rip me apart, I can't let him screw me . . . I'll help him screw Gina. I just won't listen to her screams.'

He easily disengaged himself from her hold and stepping back, quickly disrobed.

"Is this what you wanted to see?" He asked her. Both girls had to draw in their breath at the sight of his enormous erection as it tilted toward them.

Laughing at their surprise and noting that Lynn had recoiled slightly he positioned the girls on the sofa with Gina leaning over Lynn. He slapped Gina on the ass three times to prepare her for what he planned next and as she yelped with increasing pleasure he spit directly on her exposed anal bud and then began working his middle finger into her.

"OW! THAT HURTS!" Gina shrieked.

Yet some innate knowledge told Tucker she had endured as much in the past. Removing his finger after two or three jabs, he asked her if it really hurt.

"Well . . . yes and no."

"So you've been fucked back there before."

"Umm, maybe," Gina said not wanting to commit totally to his query.

"Know what?" He asked her.

"What," she replied already eager to move on to the next series of sensations.

"You know how I just spit on your ass?"

"Mmmmm?"

"Do the same to Lynn."

With a half snort and half giggle, Gina pried Lynn's asscheeks apart and let a long string of expectorant hang from her mouth until it pooled on Lynn's asshole.

"Hey!" Lynn protested, "What the hell . . ."

But she was quickly mollified by Gina's fingers as they roamed between her legs and moaned with delight; and then screamed out in pain as Tucker surprised her by sending his middle finger surging up into her rectum. But unlike his tactics with Gina he didn't remove the finger after a few short strokes, but kept plunging in back and forth until her anal channel began to accept it. This might have been intolerable for Lynn except for the fact that Gina also had a finger in her pussy and was strumming her swollen clit with a well experienced thumb.

Lynn having reached the point of accepting his intrusive digit in her ass was stunned to feel him pull out and replace the finger with a feathery soft touch. 'What,' she thought momentarily perplexed by the pleasant sensation, and then realized it must be his tongue.

Gina looked on, impressed with how Tucker had opened Lynn's asshole. It seemed to be gaping at her now, almost like a third eye and she wanted nothing more than to replace Tucker and lick Lynn there herself. Only briefly did Gina ponder the fact that she had never entertained such pervasive thoughts before, and when Tucker raised his head and motioned for her to take his place she quickly obeyed, licking her lips once before bending to the task at hand. Gina stopped inches from the crack of Lynn's asshole and gazed at the brown starfish that seemed to be staring right back at her. Then with a soft, obscene giggle, she pressed her face directly between Lynn's cheeks, found the pucker waiting patiently for her and closed down upon it before inhaling the potentially raunchy odor wafting toward her nostrils and kissed it as tenderly as she would have kissed a lover on the mouth.

"Mmmmmm," Lynn cooed, obviously delighting in the sensation of Gina's hot lips.

"That's my girl," Tucker said, complimenting her and knowing that from this point Gina would do almost anything he wanted her to. He lowered his face until it was alongside hers, stuck his tongue in her ear and wriggled it around, savoring the slight taste of wax on his tongue. Then with a lewd smile he nipped at Lynn's partially exposed ass cheek.

Lynn yipped at the sting of his bit and sent her fingers looking for her clit, wanting to stir her honey pot in anticipation of what was to come.

"Oh, yeah, girl," he husked to Gina, "kiss that ass, rim her ass baby," he added as he slowly stroked his cock, then reached for the tube of KY Jelly on the floor next to the sofa.

Gina, motivated even more by his complements put her hands on Lynn's twin globes and spread them wide, then pressed then together. It was almost an anal massage and Lynn appreciated every minute of it. This served to relax Lynn somewhat and provided an easier access for Gina's tongue as she continued lapping away, lathering Lynn's brown spot with her drool.

For her part, Gina had begun to acquire a liking for the slight odor drifting out of Lynn's ass. 'She's reasonably clean there,' Gina thought. 'It tastes kinda musky,' she reflected a moment later and found her arousal intensifying and abandoned the lapping process in favor of working her tongue deeper than the entrance way to Lynn's rectum.

"OH YEAH! OH, YEAH!" Lynn bellowed, as the tongue sank about an inch into her anal channel.

"OH, YEAH! Can you go deeper?"

Gina removed her tongue to reply, "I think so."

"Please try, I love it!"

"What is it that you love, Lynn?" Tucker asked, knowing the answer.

"This tongue fucking . . . OH, GOD YEAH!" She cried out with delight as Gina turned on by her boisterous outburst managed to maneuver her throat muscle far beyond the rubbery ring and beyond what anyone would have considered a reasonable depth.

"Sweet Jesus, I'm gonna come!" Lynn screamed and motivated Gina all the more. Although the movement was slight, Gina's head was actually bobbing very much as though she were giving a blow job, her tongue now squishing around in Lynn's asshole now that it had relaxed and opened even wider.

While Gina concentrated on Lynn's asshole, Tucker moved behind her and started working on Gina's ass; lightly smacking it until it was a dull red; ramming a finger inside as she wriggled her backside against him to show him she wanted more of this treatment and moaned long and loud as he sent a second finger into her shitter.

But Gina wasn't resting under his rough treatment, quite the contrary, her mouth was sealed to Lynn's asshole; her fingers were plying their expertise upon Lynn's cunt; and Lynn was coming hard. Tucker had one more hurdle to surmount --- and pulling Gina away from Lynn, defused Lynn's ongoing explosion. And after allowing her to protest for a moment, ordered her to eat Gina's ass.

"I won't," she shouted, Fuck all . . . I was still coming!"

He smacked her ass, hard.

"You can't make me . . ." She was weeping by now.

He smacked her hard three times in succession.

Tears poured from her eyes, but not from the pain. Lynn discovered she loved the pain, deriving a certain kind of inner rapture from it and from this came a certain willingness to explore the erotic area this handsome, well hung guy was opening up to her.

'Does he know I really want to go along with this?' Lynn asked herself and then answered her own question. 'Of course he does,' she thought and lowered her head already deliriously depraved with lust and desires to return the magnificent sensations to her friend. Taking a deep breath, she sent her tongue swimming into the opening Tucker had created in Gina's ass.

The bitter, oily taste of shit remnants on her tongue drove her crazy with desire. She gazed bleary-eyed upward, beyond Gina's cunt and past her tits to her eyes and mewed like a cat.

Gina laughed obscenely. "How does it taste?" she asked, meeting Lynn's look.

"Okay, I guess," Lynn answered smiling up at her. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled and seemed to savor the smell wafting out of Gina's butt.

From Gina's point of view, she was delighted that Tucker had forced her to service Lynn earlier because it seemed this pervaded pleasure had a great deal to offer. She concluded that anal licking would be part and parcel of her sexual experiences from now on.

"Go on," She said, urging Lynn to resume eating her out, moaned as she felt the soft, wet tongue surge into her rear entrance.

Lynn felt Gina's body spasm and knew she would be coming soon from that and the copious amount of fluids oozing from her pussy down to the crack of her ass. All of which Lynn lapped up joyfully. Suddenly Gina started to scream out her climax; going from trembling all over to clenching her ass checks and forcing Lynn's tongue from her rectum. Lynn continued to devour Gina's cum as fast as she spewed it forth, easing a finger into her friend's asshole to replace her now cuntlapping tongue.

Tucker waited patiently for Gina's convulsive climax to abate. Lynn did not, having decided for the second or third time that analingus wasn't as bad as she'd thought it would be and began experimenting with her technique, only to pull away with a loud gasp as Tucker's finger relocated her own puckered hole and plunged in.

"AH! Ahhh!" She cried out as he added second finger. But after a moment she realized it hurt far less than expected and returned to tonguing Gina's ass once more.

Both girls had the same thought within nanoseconds of each other. "He's going to fuck me in the ass," Lynn thought as she delighted in causing Gina's body to writhe and squirm from her hands and mouth.

'He's gonna put that monster up my rear,' Gina thought, thrashing about and playing with her clittie while Lynn's devious mouth played havoc behind her; Gina grew more anxious to come again, but was thinking only of having his gigantic cock in her behind.

'It'll hurt some, but then I bet it will be wonderful. Jeez, he'll be able to shove a hand up there after he's finished fucking me there,' she told herself. 'Oh, I'm just know I'm gonna come big time . . . .'

Tucker had to smile as he watched Lynn's new found proclivity for munching ass, and thought she'd done this somewhere, sometime and was renewing her interest in the game.

Leaving a hickey on her neck, he kissed his way to her ear and whispered, "So Lynn, baby, have you eaten her ass out before?"

She didn't respond, but kept licking and sucking the light brown pucker in front of her face. He had to slap her on her ass twice before he got her attention.

"Wha?" She asked dreamily. Her pussy was smoking with desire and she thought her climax was enroute and cared for little else. He walloped her ass even harder and got her full attention.

"What?" Lynn yelped, distracted by the sudden pain.

"I asked you once -- have you two played the ass eating game before?"

Trying to focus on his question it took a second or two for it to sink in.

"No, what the hell do you think I am -- a whore?"

"I never meant to imply that. I just figured you two seem to have a flare for this stuff and thought that just maybe you'd done it before."

"Well, no I haven't. I don't know about Gina."

"Have you gone down on her?" He persisted.

"No! We don't even know each other that well. We have a class or two together and that's it."

"Have you ever gone down on a girl before?"

This prompted Lynn to turn her head and stare directly at him. "What if I have?"

"Just curious," he replied. "Did the girl eat you too?"

"Yeah, she did."

"Often?" He was caressing her shoulder and nibbling on her neck again, no doubt leaving even more hickies in his wake.

"It's over with now, but at the time maybe once or twice a week, depending on how horny we were."

"I appreciate your honesty," Tucker told her and sent a third finger into her.

She quivered and shook, moaned and said in a lewd voice, "I hope to hell you stretch it wide open, 'cause that telephone pole of yours will tear me apart otherwise.

Gina brought both of them back to the present, demanding that, "someone do me and quick, please!"

"Let's get even nastier first," Tucker said.

"Okay," Lynn responded, apparently happy to get back to Gina's rectum. She gave the puckered hole a lascivious lick and then used her hands to spread Gina's plump cheeks apart, opening her hole even wider, then sent her tongue on an exploratory expedition. Tucker lent a hand, literally belting Gina's behind in rhythm with Lynn's licking and sucking.

Gina was moaning louder and louder.

Suddenly Gina took matters into her own hands and seized Tucker's hardon and brought it to her lips. Once Lynn realized what Gina had done, she joined her and both girls began to suck and kiss his thick shaft with abandon. Lynn was first to actually close her mouth around the tip of his cock, while Gina contented herself with fondling his testicles and trying to close her fist around him. She couldn't manage that and so stuck to jerking him slowing up and down, waiting patiently for Lynn to relinquish him to her mouth.

Lynn wasn't greedy and knew how to share. Soon Gina's head was bobbing up and down on Tucker's monster. Gina was the first to get past his large knob-like head, but couldn't really make a solid purchase on his shaft.

'No way either one of us is going to deep-throat this guy,' Gina thought. And as if to confirm her suspicions, she found Lynn's mouth waiting for her as she was giving him over to her. Their tongues intertwined and both tasted the strange pungent flavor of the others shit once again.

'Not so bad,' Gina told herself.

'This . . . I know what it is,' Lynn thought, 'but I could swear I've sampled it before . . . maybe as a baby?'

He pulled them both from their respective reveries, saying with easy authority, "Let's suck my dick some more, girls."

And they readily complied. It wasn't long before Tucker realized Lynn couldn't really suck him off from her position and he pulled from her grasp and grabbing Gina by her hair, pulled her face to his cock. Lynn moaned at the loss of both Gina's tongue and Tucker's cock, but quickly responded by inserting a finger into Gina's ass and driving it deep to the last knuckle. Gina moaned at this even though she had Tucker's mammoth cockhead firmly embedded in her throat.

She caught him by surprise, taking it out, giving it a loving lick and offering it to Lynn.

In seconds the two girls had worked out a system wherein they managed to share his cock between them. Lynn licked and sucked her way up and down the outside of his lengthy shaft and Gina mouthed as much of him as possible, laving his corona with her talented tongue and long before she tired of this they switched, with Lynn engulfing his prick part way down her throat while Gina jerked him and kissed his shaft and ultimately his balls.

Tucker decided to start teasing them, and starting with Gina, pulled her thong tightly into her cuntal crevice, twisting it back and forth ever so slightly. Even this minimal movement caused Gina, already highly aroused, to tremble and grow weak. She reacted by rocking forward and backward in a counter movement to that generated by Tucker and shifted her haunches so as to bring the material into contact with her clitoris.

The movement served to create a very pleasant friction that quickly grew into a throbbing ache.

"Oh God, YES!" Gina cried out in a choked whisper. But she resumed her concentration on sucking and licking his testicles and even as he tormented her clit, her finger returned the tantalizing by drawing circles around his anus.

He increased the length of motion that the thong had had, traversing a longer distance now and Gina felt every nerve ending in her body scream with excitement.

When he finally ended his thong teasing she whimpered at the loss, but consoled herself with the knowledge that she would in the course of this evening enjoy some of the best orgasms she'd ever known. And partly in retaliation of the loss of pleasure, she jammed her finger into his ass, causing him to grunt from the sudden discomfort. But he didn't react otherwise.

After releasing Gina's thong, he grabbed Lynn's. His huge cock flopped from her lips. She screeched elatedly as his fingers grazed her labia and shuddered when he pulled the thong taut and ran it over her exposed, stiffened clit. She felt the delicious sense that she normally got when it has been a while between orgasms, and knew that multiple orgasms were coming.

Suddenly Tucker savagely kissed each girl in turn. The girls were his to do with as he wished and he knew it. It was the first time either of them had been with a real man and not a boy.