Big Black Cocks

“Yes.” Was all Janice said.
Elsa smiled and then moved, her mouth and lips nibbling and
kissing their way down her neck to her breasts. Janice leaned
back on both hands, and let Elsa explore. When Elsa reached her
breasts, she cupped them against her face, her tounge sliding
wetly against Janice’s breast-bone. The sensations were lovely,
especially when Janice felt the blonde’s firm breasts and hard
nipples brushing over her lower abdomen. Elsa sighed softly,
licking Janice’s firm nipples, tracing the outline of her areolae
with her tounge.
Diane and Cathy made a slight noise, and Janice looked at them,
and she saw little, thin Diane, perched on Cathy’s mouth, rocking
her hips back and forth, pulling hard on her nipples, stretching
her small breasts into points. And, she was watching Janice and
Elsa.
Elsa drew a line down Janice’s stomach, then rubbed her face
lightly against Janice’s thick, red-orange bush. Her breath was
hot, and Janice’s hips rose automatically.
“Do her.” Diane said almost breathlessly.”Go on Elsa, do her
good.”
Elsa’s head lowered between Janice’s thighs, and Janice felt a
drop of her own cream flow out, slowly sliding down her ass.
Elsa’s tounge started with that drop, and Janice gasped at her
touch. That wonderful tounge drew up and paused, then circled her
entrance. Janice shivered despite the warm night. Elsa looked
up, looked up over Janice’s red bush, over her full, firm tits,
to see estascy written on her new friend’s face. Janice looked
down and her face changed from estascy to a warm smile. Elsa
drew her tounge up, sliding over Janice’s already wet and
engorged labia. Janet felt the tounge drawing nearer her favorite
spot, felt the slow, sensual pleasure flowing from Elsa to her.
Then, as if Elsa paused before diving into a pool, she hesitated,
drawing out the inevetible.

Elsa turned her face towards Janice, and in the moonlight, her
eyes shone like twin sparkling fires of passion. Janice felt the
slight pres-sure from her hand on her back, drawing them
together. Elsa’s mouth was so soft, so warm and inviting. Janice
almost couldn’t beleive how sweet and sensual Elsa’s kiss was.
Her lips parted and Elsa’s tounge invaded her mouth. Not as a
rampaging dervish, but a slow, sensual snake that teased and
promised all things were possible.
Janice felt Elsa’s hand on her right breast, gently, tenderly
sliding over her skin. Her hand moulded itself to her curves,
making skin contact and heightening Janice’s nervous senses.
Elsa’s tounge was circling and playing over her tounge, flicking
the tip of Janice’s tounge like a clit, then playfully sliding
under her upper lip, stroking the roof of her mouth. Janice felt
her body melting, trying to flow into Elsa’s warm mouth. Janice
ran her left hand down, sliding it under the blonde’s ass and
tickling her anus, probing for her pussy. Janice wanted her. Most
of all, Janice wanted her to want Janice. Her needs had gone
unstatisfied too long tonight, and she yearned for release.
Their kiss parted, and Janice looked into Elsa’s blue eyes. She
saw a pair of wide, sparkling eyes that begged her not to stop.
Eyes that were pleading for her to satisfy Elsa’s deepest needs
as only another woman could know.

Cathy was bucking against the motions Diane made against her
pussy, and she was using one hand to pump the didlo in and out of
her mouth. She looked frantic and wanton, her eyes closed and her
face contorted by her desperate desire for release. Both Elsa
and Janice could hear Cathy’s heavy breathing, her soft moans of
estascy. Cathy’s breasts, no her tits, heaved and rippled as she
moved. Her thighs and buttocks quivered when her hips cleared
the ground and then dropped down again.
Diane was whispering encouragement to Cathy.
“Yes, suck it.” Diane cooed to her softly. “Suck it and make it
come in your mouth. Let it fuck your hot little pussy, spread it
wide open, let everyone see you getting your twat stretched.”
Cathy was beginning to reach her climax and Diane stopped, just
as Elsa said she would. Cathy, frantic, reached down and tried
to fuck herself with the dildo, but it was awkward. She had to
let it out of her mouth.
“Ohhh, you bitch! Don’t stop now!” Cathy spat the words out
harshly
at Diane, her breathing keeping her from shouting.
Diane grabbed the end of the dildo and shoved it deep into Cathy.
“So, you wanna come do you?” Diane pumped it hard and fast, then
stopped. “Tell me what you want me to do.”
“Fuck me.” Cathy panted.
“I don’t understand, you can be more descriptive than that.”
Diane said, smiling over her shoulder at her audience.
“Fuck me and make me come!” Cathy hissed. “Shove it up my cunt!”
Diane began pumping. “Faster, fuck me hard and fast.”
Diane’s hands moved quickly, giving Cathy the kind of hard, fast
fuck that Janice had hoped for tonight, before Mark had fallen
asleep. Elsa moved and looped her arm around Janice’s waist,
sitting almost crosswise in her lap. Elsa’s firm right breast
pressed against the Janice’s cleavage, her nipple hard and
swollen. Janice’s left hand slid up Elsa’s form, cupping her
left breast and pinching her nipple. Cathy chose that moment to
moan and arch up, and Janice felt Elsa’s bottom wriggle in her
lap, as though she were thrusting her hips forward too. Janice
moved her reddish bush closer, so that she could feel it rubbing
the side of Elsa’s ass. Cathy arched again and her hands cupped
her big,
tits, pulling them up until they threatened to spill over her
hands. Diane slid the huge cock out of Cathy and licked it, her
mouth finding the supine girl’s clit and sucking it a moment
later.

Cathy had the plastic penis in her mouth, and she was trying to
put the other end in her pussy. Diane leaned over and helped her,
slowly pushing the huge thing inside her. Even in moonlight, or
perhaps just especially because of it, the creamy white skin
between her legs seemed to swell and stretch as the monster
invaded her most secret place. Cathy rocked her hips forward and
up, bending at the waist. She now had a fake cock that ran from
pussy to mouth, and Diane was pumping it slowly in and out of
her.
Elsa pivoted slightly, her back brushing over Janice’s very erect
nipples. “Diane gets off on the control thing. Watch, she’ll stop
just before Cathy is ready to come, and she make her beg for it.”
Elsa’s right hand now rested firmly on Janice’s upper thigh.
“Surely this can’t be an innocent touch.” thought Janice. She
slid one hand to Elsa’s waist, feeling the soft curve where her
hips flair out. Elsa’s hand moved a fraction of an inch higher on
Janice’s thigh.

“If you like ‘em big,” Diane said, “Try that one. Guaranteed to
stretch your pussy wide open. As for me, I prefer something a
little more agile and versitile.” Diane pulled out a smaller
dildo, just about six inches long, and sized normally.
“You can keep your toys.” Elsa said, “I prefer the real thing, or
a nice wet tounge.”
“Who doesn’t?” Cathy grinned back.
“Or a couple of them.” Diane added. “But you can’t use something
that big just anywhere, and you can’t suck it either.”
“Maybe you can’t,” Cathy said, “But I can.” Cathy demonstrated by
taking one end of the huge thing and licking all around the head
like it was real. Watching her work on it made Janice’s pussy
tingle and her nipples crinkled up, standing erect. Cathy had
everyone’s attention and then opened her mouth wide, slowly
working it into her mouth. The ersatz cock lay down between her
big breasts, and even past her mons. She bent the shaft and began
rubbing the other end against her pussy, still sucking the head.
“You always did have a big mouth.” Diane chided, getting a dirty
look from the brunette. Elsa leaned back to whisper to Janice,
her warm, smooth back pressing against Janice’s soft breasts.
“She really gets off on sucking cock.” Elsa said softly. Elsa was
leaning back against Janice lightly, supporting herself with her
hands on the blanket. She made little effort to move back
upright, and Janice enjoyed the feeling of her warmth against
her.

When Janice found a snarl of hair, Elsa put her hands on Janice’s
legs, just above the knee while the knot was worked out. Her
touch evoked another round of yearnings within Janice, and she
found herself being attracted to the young blonde. The brushing
continued, with no indication from Elsa that she was making or
receiving sexual advances.
Diane retreived a small bag from near the tent and returned. She
was of the “bigger is not necessarily better” school, and she
pulled out a long, thick dildo, handing it to Cathy.
“That’s huge!” Janice blurted out, not believing how big the
tubular piece of molded plastic was. It was huge, by any
standards. Fully two and a half feet long, molded in flexible
flesh tone plastic, and about four or five inches around. The
head molded into both ends was gigantic. Cathy ooooh’d and ran
her hands over it lovingly.

“Did you come up here alone?” Cathy asked.
“No, my boyfriend pooped out early.” Janice replied. “He’s conked
out in our tent up in the campground.”
Elsa returned and asked Janice if she would brush out her hair.
Janice agreed taking the brush from Elsa. The blonde sat in
front of Janice, her long hair reaching the ground by her hips.
Janice began to brush the long tresses.
“I wish it was as warm now as it was earlier today.” Diane said,
remembering the sweltering heat.
“Not me.” Cathy said. “I get too horny when it gets that
hot.”Janice was brushing Elsa’s lovely long hair, kneeling behind
the blonde. The job was no small effort, as she had to bend down
to reach the end of each stroke. Sensing this Elsa offered a
suggestion.
“It’ll be easier if you sit down and let me sit closer, with my
hair in your lap.” Elsa suggested to Janice.
Janice sat down, and Elsa slid back, sliding between Janice’s
outstretched legs. Her long hair slid over sensitive areas of
Janice’s body, tickling, caressing, exciting. As Cathy and Diane
talked about the relative merits of Kevin’s big cock versus
Keith’s smaller one, Janice kept brushing out Elsa’s long hair.
Elsa’s warm hips pressed against the soft flesh of Janice’s inner
thighs, and Janice was aroused by the skin to skin contact.
Janice had only once been naked with another girl, and that was
long ago, when she and a close friend had experimented with
lesbian sex. It had been pleasurable, but she’d closed it off,
mostly because she was worried someone would find out. Now she
felt a sensual, sexy urging growing within her, being so close to
Elsa, who seemed to be naturally free of such inhibitions.

“Neat.” Elsa said.
“Oooh, sex-eeee!” Cathy smiled, and Diane gave an “o.k.” sign
with her fingers. They were all staring at Janice’s thick mat of
reddish-orange hair that covered her mons. Janice was a true
redhead, with the luck of an Italian mother she inherited none of
the freckles and fair skin problems so many other had.
Diane explained that they had all gone camping after one of their
boyfriends doubted Diane’s natural hair color. They made a bet,
which involved the guys acting as pack mules for the trip if they
lost, and they did, of course. Diane had showed her tiny patch
of pubic hair by stripping in the back of Keith’s van. The girls
had made the guys carry up the heavy stuff, and after dinner,
they’d worn them out.
“All three of your boyfriends agreed to that?” Janice asked.
Elsa giggled, “No, actually Diane doesn’t have one right now, and
Keith is my cousin from Idaho.”
“Kevin’s my boyfriend right now,” Cathy stated, “but we’re not
engaged or anything.”"Well, you were certainly engaged earlier
tonight!” Diane laughed.
Elsa and Cathy laughed too, and Janice smiled.
“I gotta brush out my hair.” Elsa said, standing and moving
quietly over by the tent.

“Did you just wake up?” Elsa asked Cathy.
“A little bit ago. I heard you guys talking and got up.” Cathy
replied casually.
“I see Kevin got off.” Diane remarked, looking at Cathy’s
breasts.
Cathy smiled, and sat down with her knees up against her large
breasts, her pussy facing Janice and glistening in the moonlight.
“Yeah, he got off alright.” Cathy smiled, licking her lips.
Elsa looked at Janice. “Do you want to undress too? We’re all
friends here.”
Janice wondered if that was a reference to their single sex, or
if it meant that these girls were more intimate. “Sure, why not?”
Janice said, and she slipped off her tee-shirt. She wondered if
she should, thinking about at least two guys in the tent,
wondering what might happen if they came out. “Oh never mind.”
She told herself. “If they want a pussy to fuck, they’ve got
these girls.”
“Oh, my!” Diane said softly. “Your breasts are lovely!”
“Ummm, yes.” Elsa cooed. Cathy remained silent, puffing on her
cigarette and looking at Janice.
Janice was proud of her breasts, and especially her tan. She’d
gone to great lengths to find just the right bikini to accent her
breasts with a tan and it paid off. Her breasts were pleasantly
large, 37C’s, without being saggy. They tended to look full and
slope down, the tan lines accenting the curve of them. Her
nipples were large, and pink, the kind many guys groan over.
Janice stood up to remove her jogging pants.
“The moment of truth.” Elsa said softly. “Is she or isn’t she?”
Janice stepped out of the last of her clothes, letting the warm
summer night caress her skin.

A rustling noise caught their attention, and a figure crawled out
of the tent, then stood, coming over to the small group of women.
Once out from under the awning, Janice saw another girl, this one
naked too,
with large, swaying breasts, walking over.
“Hi Cathy.” Elsa said softly. “Meet Janice.”
Cathy paused, not expecting a stranger to see her nude. Then she
saw Janice and smiled. “Hi.” Then to Diane, “You got a cigarette
I could bum?”
Diane handed her the pack and Janice looked Cathy over. She was a
bit taller and heavier that either Elsa or Diane, with shoulder
length dark hair. In the moonlight she appeared to be all curves.
Her large breasts were certainly D-cups, judging by the way they
wobbled and hung on her chest. Cathy lit the cigarette, the
lighter’s flame casting a light glow over her face and upper
body. Janice felt a sensation caress her pussy when she saw the
glistening wet streaks on Cathy’s neck and breasts. Cathy blew
out a cloud of bluish smoke and handed the pack back to Diane.
Diane lit one too, letting Janice see her face and small breasts.
Diane was pretty alright, with light eyes and almost white hair.
Her breasts ended in large, pink-brown nipples that covered most
of her tits.