Uncle Bob Ch. 23

Monique's expression at Barbie's expression of anal lust was wonderful to behold. And a moment later, it changed into one of astonishment as Craig appeared beside us, his monster cock just inches from her face.

"Hey, Bob, how's it hanging?"

"Well, it's not hanging; it's standing up, thanks to your amazing girlfriend."

"She's quite a gal, ain't she," he replied with a grin. "She offering you her ass again? Man, you earned it!"

"Yeah, I think she was a little disappointed that Monique here wasn't interested in discovering the joys of sodomy." I looked at the Tahitian girl's expression. "But I guess that, with Yves' permission, she might be interested in experiencing the joys of big black cock fucking. What do you say, Monique?"

"I - er, I..."

"And can I, like eat your pussy at the same time?" Stacey looked at her hungrily.

Yves said something to her, quietly and in French, which I couldn't quite hear or interpret. And then she reached out and put her hand around Craig's semi-hard dick.

"C'est vraiment énorme," she said, softly. "Mais - mais oui. Pourquoi pas?"

"Hey, Craig, can I get you hard and, like, get Monique wet at the same time?" Stacey scooted around and encouraged Monique to straddle her face. As the two girls settled into a hot sixty-nine, Stacey began licking the Tahitian girl's pussy while simultaneously stroking Craig's cock. I watched in fascination as she settled into her self-appointed dual role, using her spare hand to finger-fuck her new partner and pausing occasionally from licking pussy to suck the head of Craig's impressive dick. Clearly, she felt she was the arbiter of how and when Monique was ready to get fucked, because after a few minutes, during which both Stacey and Monique let out endearing little squeals and moans - sometimes muffled when Craig's dick was in Stacey's mouth - she lined up the impressive member with her partner's fleshy pussy lips, pressed it into the entrance of Monique's juicy fuck-hole and let nature - and lust - take its course.

"Oh merde alors!" Monique moaned as Craig, with a huge grin, began to enter her juicy pussy. I could just make out my slut-angel's face, which appeared to be licking a path from around Monique's large clitoris and along Craig's shaft to his full, dangling balls. Monique's expression was of wide-eyed disbelief as a cock, significantly bigger than her boyfriend's, began to burrow into her body.

But then I was distracted, as I felt Barbie kneel on the mattress beside me and then slip my cock into her mouth. Barbie gives a very enjoyable blowjob, and I know my slut-angel gave her a few deepthroating lessons way back. I discovered that she'd developed her technique since I'd last enjoyed her exquisite body, and when you're being tonsilled by a babe who could have been a Playboy centerfold if that job-description still existed, it's very hard to concentrate on anything else. I had to stop her after barely a minute, catch my breath and focus. There was a vibrating plug in her ass, surrounded by a thick sheen of lube. This girl knew what she wanted next, and it was my job to give it to her and make her come before I deposited a nut in her rectum. Fuck, why do I get all the difficult jobs?

Without being asked, she lay back on the mattress, shoved a cushion under her peachy ass, and spread her legs, exposing her neat pink slit. Fuck, a guy could come just from looking at that view! I reached down and slowly extracted the plug, placing the other hand over her sexy mound and my thumb over her clit. I loved the look of sexual pleasure on her face. I'd so far come three times, but thanks to Barbie's dick-hardening looks and a dose of Cialis taken before lunch, I was hard enough to carry out my allotted task - fucking Barbie's deliciously-tight ass in dirty missionary position (a personal favorite). I hoped that I was sufficiently desensitized to take Barbie where she needed to go before hitting a fourth climax of the evening - which I guessed would have to be my last before sleep.

I loved the way that this amazing babe moaned as I started to insert my dick. Her head rolled back and her eyelids fluttered as she breathed "fuuuuck!" She was so fucking tight that it took me quite a while to work my way in, until, with her legs lifted over my shoulders, I finally managed to work my entire length inside her.

"Oh fuck that feels so good!" she murmured, her eyes closed, her lips slightly parted, a delighted smile on her delightful face. She looked up at me. "Fuck my ass, Bob. Fuck it good and hard. It's yours. You saved my life, now just take what you want."

"Fuck, Barbie, what I want is to feel you coming on my cock. Is that allowed?"

"Oh yes, it sure is. And I'm sure you'll do that. You've done it before." She smiled. My dick gave a little pulse.

Now don't get me wrong; my slut-princess is the love of my life and is a fantastic fuck. She has the sexiest little size zero body and the dirtiest mind, and she likes to play out some seriously hot fantasies. The street hooker role-play we did, soon after we'd started fucking, was absolutely wild. The slutty secretary scenario on my office table was horny as fuck, and her cute Christmas deep-throat was sublime. But sex with Barbie is almost in a different dimension. Where Stacey conveys perverted innocence, fucking Barbie makes you feel like you're an unbelievably lucky fucker, because she's so far out of your league - or any other normal guy's - that it's like you've almost died and gone to heaven. And when you come inside any of her delicious wet holes, that really is like heaven. I don't have the same emotional connection with Barbie as I do with Stacey, but she is a world-class babe and fucking her is a privilege and a truly out-of-this-world experience.

About two minutes in, she was moaning with pleasure and, despite being mostly cummed-out, I was struggling with my control. Alongside us, Monique was making her own erotic noises. "Oh mon dieu! Tu es énorme! Ouais! Baise-moi! Baise-moi plus fort!" While Monique was receiving a king-sized dick in her princess-sized pussy, my Stacey was ensuring that the Polynesian girl's clit was getting more than adequate stimulation. But no-one was seeing to Stacey's needs.

Meanwhile, I could see Yves looking from where his girlfriend was getting a powerful shafting from a huge cock, to where Barbie was taking my cock up her ass and clearly relishing both that and my thumb on her clit.

"Hey Yves. Let Barbie suck your cock awhile. Then - then maybe Stacey - would like to get fucked."

From beneath Monique, I heard Stacey say "YAY!"

Barbie smiled, then tilted her head back as Yves lowered his substantial cock-head onto her lips. She reached up to his hips and pulled him forward, engulfing increasing amounts of that large organ, pushing him deeper than I expected. For maybe a couple more minutes, I fucked Barbie's delicious ass while Yves went deeper into her throat than I would've believed possible. I could see the bulge. Finally, there was a deep moan and a throbbing around my cock, and I knew she was coming. Frankly, I couldn't hold out any longer, and I let loose deep inside Barbie's ass.

Fortunately, despite Barbie's amazing oral technique, Yves maintained control, and carefully withdrew from her throat, trailing goo as he did. He looked at me quizzically, and I nodded. He moved across to face his girlfriend, who was by now almost hysterical with the pussy-pounding she was getting from Craig. He leaned in and kissed her, then reached down, spread my wife's legs and slowly inserted his wet cock into the appropriate socket. Stacey, whose mouth had been occupied on Monique's pussy, let out a muffled "OH FUCK YEAH!"

I extracted my softening cock from Barbie's tight asshole and lowered myself between her open thighs to kiss her. Then we both turned to witness a series of orgasms. First Monique, who was writhing and moaning incoherently as she hit what I later discovered to be her third orgasm on Craig's cock. Craig let out an almost bull-like roar as he emptied his balls into Monique's tight pussy. (At least, it had been tight when I'd fucked it earlier, but I suspected it was a little slacker by the time Craig had finished with her).

Then Yves moaned "Merde! Merde! Merde!" as he unloaded into my wife's pussy, clearly earlier than he'd intended. I might have been pissed that he hadn't made her come first, but knowing that he'd recently spent some minutes deep in Barbie's throat, I had some sympathy. Fortunately, he knew how to manipulate a clitoris with his thumb, and Stacey's cries were not far behind his. Before he'd softened and slipped out, he'd succeeded in getting her where she needed to go.

After some kissing and caressing, we all separated and returned to our respective partners. Barbie hugged Craig, Yves helped a still-shaking Monique to her feet, and I carried my apparently-exhausted wife to a bed at the rear of the hut, covered us both with a light blanket, and we fell asleep in each other's arms.