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"The Nightcomers" - part 2
  by Eyesnthyz


The following is mostly fantasy...enjoy it as such...and do
please write and let me know if you like it...

As her mind and body responded, Ann was aware of the others
moving around her on the bed. She felt lips and hands and
warm flesh moving over her body. But above all, she felt the
cool, hard body of the first man moving against the soft
flesh of her inner thighs and his weight bearing down on her
belly.

When the man's hard flesh pushed into her body, Ann felt as
if a peppercorn had burst inside her vagina. A hot, sweet
sensation erupted into the mass of sensitized tissue that
was her belly, and she cried out incoherently at the
pleasures that filled her. Her orgasms surged and ebbed in
tides of feeling, until she lay temporarily fulfilled,
luxuriating in the feel of the man's flesh slowly sliding in
and out of her sex.

The man leaned forward and kissed her full on the mouth, and
she opened her lips to accept his tongue. She probed his
mouth with her own tongue, tasting his saliva and feeling
his hard, even teeth. He tasted faintly of brandy and his
breath was sweet. She could feel his heart thundering in his
chest and knew that he was close to his climax.

She knew the man quite well. Graham Maxwell had fucked her
several times in the past, but always alone and in a hurry,
usually in the small office at the golf course where James
and her sons were members. Ann smiled inwardly and began to
gather control of her body... now it was time to join in
their game. Graham's body suddenly stiffened and he tore his
lips from the mouth of thenaked woman spread-eagled under
him. His eyes widened and a strangled cry burst from his
throat.

"Oh! My God!...Oh!...That is so good!"

His buttocks were clenching furiously and the others watched
as he lost control and began to release his seed into the
woman's body. The woman lying beside the couple saw the
smile on Ann's face and immediately realized what was
happening. She had heard of women with this capability, but
had never mastered the skill herself. Graham collapsed,
groaning, on top of Ann's body as she used on him the art
she had learned from her girlhood friend so long ago...

As she milked the last drops of semen from his penis, her
mind flashed back to the days of her teens in Singapore. She
remembered the giggling as Alimah, her Indian friend, had
demonstrated the arts she had learned from her mother. She
remembered how she had gasped the first time she felt Alimah
grasp her probing fingers with muscles deep in her vagina.
She remembered how she had been taught to develop and use
her own internal muscles to grasp and hold the lead-filled
ivory phallus, so that she could eventually walk around the
house, holding it inside her, or suck it into her body from
the little carved table in Alimah's bedroom.

Now as she lay, outwardly soft and compliant, under Graham's
weight, she used those muscles to pleasure him, in thanks
for the delight he had given her minutes earlier.

Reluctantly, Graham gave way to a second man, and Ann's
heart beat faster as she felt the transfer taking place
between her splayed thighs. Her new lover was slim and
delicate, scarcely more than a boy, and she knew that it
must be Graham's son, Johnny.

He too had had Ann before, but never in such circumstances,
and he was trembling with the excitement of the situation.
His skin was smooth in contrast with his father's, and his
approach was uncertain, fumbling. Jennifer Maxwell reached
forward and guided her son's penis between the swollen lips
of Ann's sex.. With a groan he plunged into her and began to
fuck wildly. Ann marveled at the size and hardness of his
penis and felt the curved shape penetrating to the very
limits of her vagina. She did not attempt to seize him, but
lay yielding and submissive under his straining body until
she felt the beginning of his climax. Only then did she
allow herself to respond and release her own body to a
sweet, burning orgasm. She felt his seed spurting into her
belly with the vigor of youth and sucked it into her depths.

For close on an hour the others fucked her in turn...

Jeff...the farmer from down the valley, short and stocky,
who never said much. One day he had caught James and her
making love in the garden and had stood and watched, quite
openly. When they had finished he had nodded and said to
James "I'd like to 'ave her someday...she looks to be a hot
un!" She remembered how they had laughed and one day soon
after James had taken her across to Broad Oaks and given her
to him. Ann had quickly learned to enjoy Jeff's squat heavy
body, covered in thick, wiry hair, and his short, thick
penis with an enormous gleaming helmet sheathed in thick
velvety foreskin. He had become a regular visitor to their
cottage, often looking in on his way back from the fields,
dirty, and smelling of his animals. He seldom spoke, just
accepting a cool beer or cup of tea, and waiting for an
invitation from James.

James would look at Ann and wait for her response...an
almost imperceptible nod from her, and he would turn to the
farmer... "Want to fuck her, Jeff?" "Aye, I would like
that."

James would grin and leave the room, while the stocky man
waited for Ann to slip off her dress and lie on the soft
sheepskin rug... Tonight, as usual, Jeff said nothing as he
fucked her, concentrating on driving his thick penis in and
out of her belly until he grunted and exploded into her. Ann
liked the simple farmer for his honest brutality...this was
sex in the raw...no complications...

Then it was Peter. Peter N'goro, nearly six and a half feet
of Black Hercules. She had known Peter, with his tiny blonde
wife Helen, for over three years now, and she loved them
both dearly. The first time she had seen the couple she had
wondered how such a tiny woman could accommodate such a huge
man, but she had discovered that Peter, although massively
equipped, was a gentle and sensitive lover. He too, had
fucked her many times previously, and she remembered to
relax her muscles as he slowly pressed his gleaming black
shaft into her body. When he was fully implanted, he began
to move gently, grinding his wiry pubis against her
clitoris. Ann felt an extraordinary feeling of
completeness...her belly filled with the warm flesh of this
gentle giant, yet stimulated by the gentle brush of his
curly hair against her most tender spot. Her orgasm began to
build deep, deep in her gut and welled up, flowing through
her sinews and out to the farthest extremities of her body.
Peter bent and kissed her on her mouth, stifling her cries,
and vaguely she tasted the sweet spiciness of his saliva as
his tongue entered her like another penis, driving her over
the edge of reason, into writhing, panting delight.

Finally her husband. Dear, wonderful James...the father of
her two sons. Her lover for twenty-five years. The only man
who knew her completely, and who had shared the good times
as well as the bad. She accepted them all with equal
pleasure that evening, taking satisfaction from them and
using her body to reward their efforts. She knew the night
was just beginning and that she would receive and give so
much more before morning.

When all five men had finished with Ann, they sat back on
the chairs around the bed and watched as the two women began
to use her...

Jennifer Maxwell lay propped up on her elbow on Ann's right
and ran her free hand softly over Ann's body. Her own sex
was swollen and sopping with arousal at the scene she had
witnessed, and she desperately wanted release, but she knew
that her husband Graham would not be ready for her for some
time, and she couldn't wait. She pushed two fingers into
Ann's gaping hole and scooped out a thick blob of semen. She
put her fingers to her lips and took it into her mouth. She
repeated the act several times, until her mouth was full.
Then she smeared some over the gash that opened between her
parted thighs. Using the semen as a lubricant, she began to
masturbate, rubbing furiously at the swollen bud of her
clitoris. She leaned forward and placed her mouth directly
above Ann's. The others watched as she slowly dribbled the
semen between Ann's parted lips. Ann savored the liquor for
a few moments, then turned her blindfolded face to the woman
on her left and lifted her chin in a beckoning gesture.

Helen N'goro knelt on the bed and leaning forward, put her
lips to Ann's, eagerly taking the sweetly pungent mixture of
saliva and semen into her mouth. Raising her blonde head,
she let the others see her squishing the thick liquid around
her mouth. Finally she bent forward and returned the milky
fluid to Ann's mouth. Ann tilted her head back and
swallowed, an act which seemed to bond her to the other two
women.

The gnawing sexual hunger Ann had felt had been satisfied by
the hard flesh of the five men, and now she felt she could
relax and give herself to the group. She lay between the two
women and surrendered to their caresses, while the men
regained their appetite for her body.

Ann was torn from her play by the sound of yet another car
stopping in the driveway of the cottage. She heard voices
calling out, and the deep bark of a large dog.

Jennifer leaned forward and put her lips close to Ann's
ear...

"Mark and Paul are here! Your sons are here, darling...and
it sounds as if they have an old friend with them..."

"Hello Mum! Wow!" Mark's voice was excited.

Paul's greeting was more subdued "Hello Mum, sorry we're
late..."

Raven's greeting was totally uninhibited. He put his paws on
the bed and his muzzle explored her intimately until he was
constrained by the boys.

Ann sighed...her contentment was almost complete.


                        -- The End --


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