The Sliders Love-In (2/4) (M/F)

     When the girls entered the bedroom, the boys had assumed the
positions that Maggie had ordered. Each was on a bed on his back
with his prick pointed toward the ceiling.  The girls walked to a
position in front of the dressing table.

     "Now, boys," Maggie began, as if she were lecturing to a
platoon of recruits, "would you like to watch us undress each
other?  Would you?"

     Both men nodded.  Quinn said, "Maggie, I'm so hot now that if
you don't do something about it, I'll come just by watching you."
There was a pleading note in his voice.  Wade felt empathy for
him.

     "You'll do no such thing,"  You just control yourself until
Wade and I get ready to take care of you."

     "But, I want to fuck you," Quinn said boldly.

     Maggie looked at him sternly.  "Quinn, unless you stop talking
and obey orders, you'll get no fucking tonight.  Now, which will
it be?"

     "I'm sorry, Maggie, but this is torture.  We're so damned hot
we're about to explode.  I don't know whether we can hold it or
not."

     "Torture?" Maggie questioned, then said, "That's what it's
supposed to be.  You have to hold it.  Now be quiet and lie back."

     Quinn, who had sat up in his eagerness, lay back but kept
himself propped up on an elbow.  The two women sat down, kicked
off their shoes and began removing their stockings.  Both made
sure that their panties were frequently revealed.

     After the shoes and stockings were kicked aside, both girls
stood up.  Maggie moved in behind Wade, put her arms around her
and fondled her tits for a moment.  Then her hands moved down over
Wade's body.  One hand went up under her miniskirt, and the boys
watched its progress as it felt the full thighs, probed into her
crotch and stayed there a moment, gently exerting pressure on
Wade's warm cunt.

     Maggie then brought both hands into view and began unbuttoning
Wade's dress, one button at a time.  As each button was undone,
more and more of Wade's gorgeous tits were revealed.  Maggie
would reach inside, fondle one, then unfasten another button,
teasing the two boys.

     All four of the participants in this sexual drama were now
breathing hard, thoroughly aroused.

     "For Heaven's sake, Maggie, hurry up!" Wade whispered.  "I'm
having a hard time holding it back myself."

     But Maggie only smiled and continued undressing Wade.
Presently the last button was unfastened.  Maggie let the dress
drop to the floor. Now Wade stood naked, except for her panties.
Her gorgeous tits jutting straight out, she affected a pose,
smiling at the two boys sensuously.

     Wade could tell by Maggie's breathing that the other woman
couldn't hold out much longer either.  Swiftly, Maggie stripped off
Wade's panties and exposed her cunt for inspection.  Wade
executed a slow lewd grind and then did two bumps.  The boys both
groaned in unison, a sound of pure agony in their hoarse voices.

     It was now Wade's turn to undress Maggie, and she did it much
faster.  "Maggie," she whispered in the other woman's ear, "they'll
rape us if we don't get on with this."

     Maggie nodded and smiled and helped Wade pull the net panties
down.  Now the two stark naked women walked toward the beds.
Wade sat next to Rembrandt and held his throbbing cock.

     "Did you like watching us undress each other, Rembrandt?"

     He gulped and nodded.

     "Did you also enjoy sucking my cunt?"

     Again a gulp and a wide-eyed nod.

     "Do you like having me play with your big cock?  Do you like
the feel of my hands around it?"

     He groaned in agony.

     "Would you like having me suck and jack you off?"

     "Don't torture me anymore, Wade.  Please!"

     Wade felt a wave of shame creep through her as she
intentionally teased her friend.  She leaned over now and suspended
one of her tits over his mouth.  "Suck my tit, Rembrandt.  Get as much
as you can in your mouth and use your tongue."

     Rembrandt lunged at her tit and gobbled it.  While he was
sucking, Wade glanced across at the other bed.  Maggie had a hold of
Quinn's cock and had begun a slow rhythmic pulling back and forth
of the skin, watching his face intently.  He was groaning and
moaning, turning his head from right to left on the pillow.  As
Wade watched, the boy reached up and began to fondle one of
Maggie's tits.

     Wade took her own tit from Rembrandt's mouth.  She sat up.  "Now
I'm going to make you come, Rembrandt.  We've both been cruel long
enough.  I'm going to suck your cock until you make it.  Would you
like that?"

     "Oh man, yes," he moaned.  "Yes, yes, yes!  Suck it.  Suck my
cock.  Hurry!"

     Wade bent over, pulled the dark skin on his prick far down, then
began to lick the knob.  He cried out in delight and thrust up his
ass.  She put the head of his cock in her mouth, reached under the
thigh of his near leg, found his balls and caressed them tenderly.
She began a slow suck, taking more and more of his prick into her
mouth with each downward movement.

     Rembrandt was also moaning wildly now, crying out now and then in
delight.  Wade herself was aroused to a high peak just listening
to his love sounds.  She considered having Rembrandt thrust his finger
up her cunt, but changed her mind.  She and Maggie had agreed that
the boys would get a hardon almost immediately after their first
orgasm.

     "They won't be able to come as quickly the second time,"
Maggie had pointed out.  "They'll be able to fuck us longer."

     On the other bed, Maggie had stopped jacking Quinn's cock and
was sucking him.  Quinn was practically out of his mind with the
joy of it.

     Wade felt Rembrandt's cock begin to swell.  She pulled her mouth
away, letting her hot lips trail over the head, and grasped his
now jumping cock and began to stroke it firmly.

     "Hang on!" Wade urged.  "I'll have you shooting off any
minute now.  Tell me when."

     "Now!" Rembrandt shrieked.  "I'm coming now!"

     Wade jerked his cock faster.  A moment later she watched in
awe as the first spurt of sperm shot upward.  She followed its
flight as it jetted about three feet in the air, before plummeting
back down and splattering all over her face and breasts.

     Still holding his cock, Wade smiled down at Rembrandt, who was
looking gratefully up at her.  "My," she commented, "you were
certainly loaded.  Did you like it?  Did I do all right by you,
Rembrandt?"

     "It was great," he smiled.  "Thank you.  But I'd like to fuck
you too."

     She leaned over and kissed him, thrusting her tongue deep
into his mouth.  A loud moan startled her and she looked toward
the other bed just as Quinn emptied his load deep into Maggie's
throat.  The woman was gobbling greedily, swallowing the come as
fast as it spurted into her throat.

     Wade still had hold of Rembrandt's cock.  She squeezed it,
fondled it, stroked it.  Now it was almost as hard as it had been
before he had come. She bent  over and kissed the head, then
turned back and leaned over Rembrandt's face.  "Would you really fuck
me now, Rembrandt?"

     He nodded.

     "Do you think you can come again so soon?"

     "I know I can," he said, his voice firm.

     She smiled and kissed him, darting her tongue in and out of
his mouth.  She was trembling with desire, but contained herself,
remembering how much more she had enjoyed her previous lovers' 
hard cocks when they had spent a lot of time arousing her.  She 
squeezed Rembrandt's cock again.  He was almost ready. "Tell me 
you want to fuck me, Rembrandt.  Let me hear you say it."

     "I do want to fuck you, Wade.  I want to fuck you until you
can't fuck anymore."

     She smiled.  "I like that.  Now describe just how you're
going to fuck me."

     "I'm going to put you on your back and get on my knees
between your legs and stick my cock up your cunt as far as it'll
go."

     "Hmmmm," she sighed and squeezed his cock. It was hard now,
as hard as a rock.  "I think you might do just that, and I think
we're both ready now.  Get up on your knees, Remmie.  I'll lie on my
back and you give the best fucking you can.  Really drive it into
me.  Oh I'm so ready."

     Rembrandt scrambled to his knees and Wade spread-eagled herself
on the bed.

     In the next bed, Quinn was already on top of Maggie, ramming
his prick up into her hot cunt. She was moaning in pure sexual
delight.

     Wade was glad Maggie had insisted they make the boys have
orgasms before they allowed themselves to be fucked.  The ever-
increasing way Rembrandt was fucking her cunt, he would have come
after three or four strokes if he hadn't blown his nuts a minute
or two previously.

     She smiled up at him, running her hands along his body, liking
the feel of him on her.  "Take it easy, dear.  You're going too
fast.  Slow down.  We have a long ways to go."

     He slowed down.  "I'm sorry," he said.  "I want to get it all
right now, I guess.  Just tell me how you like it.  I want to
please you."

     "That's a good boy.  It's nice having you fuck me.  This is a
two-way game, you know.  I'm enjoying it too.  I want to enjoy it
and I want you to enjoy it."

     "Tell me what to do."  Remmie interrupted her thoughts.  "Just
tell me what to do."

     "That's better."  She kissed him.  "Now draw your cock out to
the very entrance to my cunt, then plunge it in.  Do this with
every stroke, making each stroke faster and shorter.  Now, try it
once."

     Groaning, Rembrandt obeyed.  He was trembling.  She could feel
the tremors as they raced up and down his bare back.

     "Very good.  Now hold it in, far inside me for a moment or
so, while I give you some more instructions," she sighed softly.
"While you're screwing me I want you to play with my breasts, and
I want you to stick your tongue in my mouth and suck my tongue.
When you're doing either of these things, I want you to talk to
me.  I want you to tell me how much you enjoy fucking me, and what
a nice cunt you think I have, and what nice breasts.  I like to
hear your voice telling me these things.  And when we both get
ready to come, I want you to really pound your cock up into me.
Oh, Rembrandt.  Oh, ohhhh, Rembrandt.  You're really turning me on," 
she said and sighed again.  "Can you remember all these things?"

     "Yes, yes," he moaned.  "I can.  I know I can, just watch my
action."

     "Good," she murmured.

     He desperately tried to follow Wade's instruction to the
letter.  He pulled his prick to the very mouth of her pussy, and
then plunged it in. He fondled her tits and sucked her tongue
vigorously.  Now he took his mouth away and said, "Oh, Wade.  I
love fucking you so much.  It's the most wonderful thing that's
ever happened to me. Your cunt is so warm and so beautiful and
your tits are outta sight.  They're so firm and yet so soft and
beautiful."

     Wade was feeling the effects of what he was doing and saying
to her.  His fucking was driving her to a plateau she hadn't
reached before during this encounter, and Wade wanted to stay
there.

     She arched up her cunt and gripped his shoulders, liking the
feel of his muscles under her hands.  "A bit faster now, Rembrandt.
Fuck me a little faster."

     His tongue went into her mouth again as he shortened his
strokes and picked up the pace.

     She wrenched her mouth away.  "You're doing it just right.
Fuck me harder now.  Drive it in there. Oh, wow!"  She had the
wonderful feeling along her loins and knew that she was only
moments away from her orgasm.  "You can start to come anytime,
Remmie.  Don't stop now!"  Her voice rose. "Screw me!  Fuck me!
Give it to me!"  She clutched him about the shoulders, then about
the taut ass, pulling him into her cunt, trying to bury him in
her.  "I'm coming, Rembrandt!  I'm coming!  Fuck me!" Now she was
screaming at the plunging man on top of her lust crazed body,

     At last she let him go.  He looked down at her anxiously.  "Did I 
do it right, Wade?  Did I?"

     "You were fine, Rembrandt.  Simply splendid."

     "Was my cock big enough for you?"

     "Your cock is just the right size, dear. It isn't the size of
a man's cock that counts with a girl.  It's how he uses it and
what he says when he uses it. Now get off me and let's rest for a
while."  She patted him on the head and added, "You're very nice
and very good in bed."

     Rembrandt scrambled off and lay close to her.  He put his hands
between her legs and toyed with the lips of her cunt.

     Wade glanced over at the other bed.  Maggie and Quinn were
just reaching their climaxes.  Maggie was practically on the back
of her neck.  Both of her legs were over Quinn's shoulders.  Quinn
was on his knees, driving his cock down into her cunt.  Wade
could see part of his stiff pole when he pulled back only to drive
it in with more force.

     "Give it to me, darling.  Grind it!  I'm coming! Wow!  Oh
yesssssss!"  Maggie was babbling.

     Quinn only grunted a response, but his movement became erratic
as he showed signs of his own orgasm.

     Both Wade and Rembrandt watched, their eyes bright with lust, as
Quinn shot his semen up into Maggie's hungry cunt, mixing it with
the juices of her twat. Both of them were moaning and groaning
loudly. But gradually the sounds and their bodies relaxed,
exhausted from their fucking match.

     All four rested for a while.  The aroma of their fucking
permeated the air in the room.  Wade felt the aroma arousing her
again.  She stretched and said, "Good, wasn't it?"

     They all agreed that it was.