Date: Tue, 01 Aug 2000 21:03:53 EDT
From: Toni Podols <toni526@hotmail.com>
Subject: Randi 21

Randi XXI, a continuation of adventures experienced in my previous stories,
is dedicated to all of my friends and fans.  Your encouragement has given
me a chance to relive in a very dramatic way some very unforgettable times.

The following story happened a few weeks ago, just past Memorial Day, after
a day of crying over lost friends, with Linda and our friends.

Please keep your feedback coming to my toni526 hotmail email address.  I
love it and answer each email personally as soon as possible

And, now. . .

Randi XXI -- Another Congratulations Party for Linda

I pulled the Blazer into the parking building.  As Ryan and I walked across
the building lobby, I was aware of interest, from both the men and women
that lived in this beautiful Soho loft building, realizing that as much as
I wanted the stares to be for me, many were for my darling Ryan.
Fortunately, the most ardent stares came from other men, so I did not have
the feeling that I was being threatened.  Hard to blame them, I thought.
In his black polo shirt and cut off jeans, his thickly muscled arms and
legs easily drew attention, as did his broad shoulders and his back.

As we entered the elevator, I smiled at Ryan and squeezed his arm, feeling
so safe with him next to me.  Today, we were to be a part of another
dichotomy, a happy congratulation to Linda on her wonderful new job and, at
the same time, a sadness that she would soon be 500 miles away in a
Cleveland suburb.  Two men in the elevator tried making eye contact.  I had
become quite adept at ignoring stares aimed at my boobs or my ass although
I rather take the blame for it, since a shirt tied at the waist and
skintight jeans did send a statement.  I was not prepared, however, to
ignore eyes that stared at my hubby!  Oh, well, I guess that's to be
expected with such a gorgeous hunk.  I stared at the men until they
realized I was even in the car with them.  As the door opened at Linda's
floor, we stepped out.  I stopped in the doorway and turned to the two men
and produced my most wicked, toothy smile, grabbing Ryan's arm tight and
danced away from the door.

"Randi," Ryan chastened.  "You have to stop doing things like that.  You're
acting so possessive," he chided, trying his best to hide his smirk.

"Harumph, Studsley," I whispered, burying my cheek against his strong arm.
"I'm a Mother tigress protecting her mate.  I shall scratch out any eyes
that try to turn his love."  I opened my mouth and gently bit his bicep.

"Ouch," Ryan yelled, playfully.  "Now, I have to get a Tetanus shot."

"Shhh," I shushed him.  "Here we are."

I rang the bell and waited, just to the side of the eyepiece in the door.

"Just a minute," Linda hollered from beyond the door.  We heard the chain
lock being released and the door opened.  Standing in the doorway, dressed
in a very, very short lavender silken robe, belted about the waist, stood
my little sister, my young Asian friend.
  Her long, long braid draped over her shoulder and down between her
breasts, my favorite doe-eyed beauty stood, magnificent in her 5'7",
perfectly muscled body.  Upon seeing Ryan and me standing there, her huge
eyes opened so wide, I thought her eyeballs would fall out.



"Randi!!!  Ryan!!!  Eeeeek!  My, God!  Oh, my Goddddd!!!"  Linda cried,
leaping forward, her arms around my neck, her lips crushing mine in her
excitement.  She reached out an arm to hug Ryan into our group, kissing him
long and hard.  Pulling back, she looked at us, tears streaming down her
starkly beautiful face.

"Oh, my God, my sweet Randi and Ryan, I'm so glad you're here," she
stuttered, her hands wiping tears from her huge, doe-like eyes, her feet
dancing in place.  "Please, come in.  The place is a mess, though.  Packing
and stuff," she said, her arms outstretched.  Boxes stood everywhere, some
sealed, others facing huge piles of goods.  Clothes lay stacked and ready
to be put into wardrobes.

"Linda, we're here to help you pack.  And, to take you away from all of
this to dinner, too," Ryan said, taking a small box from her arms.  "Why
did you start all of this and not call us to help you?"  he added.

For the next four hours, we packed and moved and stacked and put in order
the remnants of Linda's life.  The loft was Linda's, a gift from her mother
who owned the entire building.  And, from what she tells me, several
others.  A beautiful structure from the turn of the century, this building
was a remnant of the days when something was made with pride and kept that
way.  Of course, my little Geri was begging me to let her live there while
Linda was out of town.  Right.  I'm sure she really thought I'd go for that
one.  Perhaps if Ryan stood outside the door with a sub machine gun and
followed her everywhere she went.

At last, everything was ready for the movers.

"I don't know how to thank you for this, you guys.  I would never have made
it if not for you," Linda said, curled up in a chair, her long legs beneath
her.  She had changed into a mirror image of my outfit: jean cutoffs, so
tight you could see the crease of her pussy in the material.  And, those
perfect, perfect ass cheeks, some of which were peeking out from the backs
of the shorts made my mouth water.  She wore a man's white dress shirt tied
beneath her breasts, lifting those beauties to perfection.  Her perfect
dancer's legs, muscles flexing as she moved, could not possibly be missed
or ignored.

"Getting a little nervous?" Ryan asked as he entered the living room, a
huge box of books sitting on his shoulder. Ryan's broad thick shoulders
were obvious, his thick biceps stretching the sleeves of the shirt as he
easily carried the 100 pounds plus box to a stack near the door.  I watched
Linda's eyes caress those 18-inch biceps, her tongue barely visible between
her lips.  As our eyes met, my pretense at jealousy caused her to glance
skyward, a soundless whistle escaping her puckered lips.

"Yeah, I am.  I really hate not having you guys around me.  I'll miss Nora
and Cleo and the kids and all the rest of our friends.  My boyfriend plans
many visits.  Now.  But, we'll see if he keeps that up once I'm 500 miles
away from him," Linda said, her eyes a bit down, her tone downcast.

Ryan dropped the box and turned, his eyes cruising over Linda's magnificent
form.  I saw that, I thought, thinking a hiss.

"Darling, there is no chance that you won't make new ones," I said.  "Some
very, very new ones," I laughed.  "But, be careful, lovebug.  No fooling
around close to home, if you get my meaning.  Plus," I continued, kneeling
beside her chair, my hands caressing the incredibly soft, smooth texture of
her thigh, "Your friends have substantial transportation at their disposal
and shall visit you from time to time,"

"Mmmm, I shall look forward to that," Linda said, pulling me close to kiss
my lips, her tongue tap, tap, tapping at the entrance to my mouth.

"Wow!  You guys know that Ryan's here?  What if he gets jealous?" Ryan's
pseudo-gruff voice floated like a sponge between our lips.  Linda and I
slowly turned, fixing the hunk with our hungry eyes.  As if rehearsed, we
said, in unison, "You'll get yours, darling."

"Well, first things first," Ryan said, walking toward a huge pile of boxes
and returning with a narrow carton about two inches thick and four feet
square.  Stopping before Linda, he laid the box on the floor and stepped
back.  As I knelt down, Linda had a quizzical look on her face.

"What's this?" she asked, looking from Ryan to me.

"A going away present from both of us, darling" I said, my eyes beginning
to tear just a little bit.

"What?  Oh, you guys!  All I want is your love and just to have you near
me," she said, her voice beginning to crack a bit.  Quickly slipping from
her perch to the floor, she began to open the package.  As she peeled back
the cardboard, her eyes bulged and her jaw dropped.

A recent auction had produced Louis Icart's 'Fair Dancer', a dry-point
etching from the 1940's of a ballerina, seated, tying her shoes on before
dancing.  Extremely rare and valuable, a fitting tribute to a fabulous
dancer.

"Oh, my God," Linda whispered, tears already dropping from her eyes.  She
looked up at us, each of us, her eyes now filled with tears.  She rushed to
us, her arms snaking around our necks, pulling us to her.

"How can I ever thank you?  You've been so wonderful to me.  I love you
both so much," she cried, her lips on each of our cheeks.

"Hey.  For my baby sister, nothing is too good, darling," I whispered,
kissing her cheek.

"You brought me back, Linda.  You're part of our family now," Ryan said,
holding Linda's head in his hands and kissing her forehead.

"Gotta go to the bathroom, now," Linda said, jumping up to run away, her
hand wiping her eyes.

Moments later, her eyes repaired, Linda gently picked up the work of art
and placed it with her other works.

"How about dinner?"  Ryan asked.  The last box crashed heavily to the floor
as he plopped into the sofa, watching Linda and me, our arms firmly around
each other's waists.

"Great Idea.  How about Chinese?" Linda asked in her best Mae West
imitation, wriggling her hips as she suddenly dropped her magnificent body
onto Ryan's lap, her arms around his neck, her giant, dark, glazed eyes
fixed on his. You could almost see Linda rising from his lap as his cock
began to swell underneath her fabulous ass.  Hisssssss . . . . .

"Mmm.  Horny – uh – hungry again in an hour, right?"  Groaning, Linda
kissed his lips gently and jumped from his lap.  "How about pizza?"

Two hours later, fully sated and stuffed to the gills, Linda, Ryan and I
sat on the sofa, watching the Mets play the Yankees, on the tube, Ryan
screaming his anger as Roger Clemens threw a pitch that almost killed Mike
Piazza.  Both Linda and I watched his powerful hands curl into tight fists
as this Met's fan took the act very, very personally.  This was a man that
Ryan had met on several occasions and had taken a personal liking to him.
God help Roger Clemens, I thought, if they ever meet.  We watched very
carefully as he struggled to his feet and made his way off the field.  I
put my arm around Ryan, feeling the steel of his body rigid as his anger
slowly began to melt away.  I kissed his cheek, feeling the stubble
deliciously rough my lips, turning his face to mine.  "Are you all right?"
I asked, my hand gently massaging his cheek.  I watched the amazing change
as the red rims around his irises dimmed, then disappeared.  Ryan was back.

"Yeah, I'm fine, honey," Ryan whispered, his chin nuzzling my cheek.  "I'm
just so damn tired of all of it, honey.  Please, keep me in line.  Okay?"
he asked, that sweet, loveable grin curling the corners of his delicious
lips I kissed him, tasting his heated mouth, our tongues gently touching.

"Would you . . . uh . . . mind if Linda and I . . . uh . . . " I began, a
sheepish little grin on my face, flushed a nice shade of pink, turning
quickly to a crimson red.  His long, thick finger touched my lips, shushing
me, his lips quickly replacing the waggling finger.

"Can I come in later?" Ryan whispered, his tongue drawing my obvious answer
from me.

"What do you think, Tiger?" I whispered, kissing him quickly.  I grabbed
Linda's hand and quickly pulled her from the sofa.  Ryan turned back to the
game as we dashed, giggling like schoolgirls, down the hall to the master
bedroom.  Closing the door, we chased each other around the room,
screaming, dodging each other until the lithe, athletic Linda caught me,
dragging me to the bed with her.  Rolling around on the bed (I am
extraordinarily ticklish and I discovered a few select places on Linda,
too), I landed atop the spread-eagled beauty, her hard muscled body
suddenly relaxing, her eyes flashing, the smile suddenly disappearing from
her perfect lips, our fingers interlaced, outstretched above her beautiful
head.

"Big sister," Linda whispered.  "I love you, my big sister.  You know that,
don't you?  I don't know how I'm going to get along without seeing you.
You and Ryan have been my lifeline since we met.  I . . ."

"Darling little sister," I interrupted.  "You know you'll never be out of
our thoughts.  We'll be there for you whenever you need us.  You must know
that.  Just because you're moving to Ohio can't stop that."

Lifting her head, Linda's lips closed the distance to mine, gently
touching, brushing back and forth, no tongue moving in search and destroy.
Just a gentle meeting, barely more than the touch of a butterfly's wings.
My hands squeezed hers, my eyes locked onto her black, liquid orbs, her
adorable, exotic face.  So beautiful.  Exquisite.  Sensual.  Adjectives
could not describe this beauty, only live it and enjoy it.

"God, my little angel, my baby sister," I murmured, my mouth millimeters
above hers.  Releasing her hands, I pulled back and began to untie the
knotted thick, cotton man's dress shirt, watching the slightly sallow
colored flesh of her rock hard abdomen, her perfect belly button beckoning
my tongue.  Later, I thought.  The mounds of her apple-sized breasts peeped
over the edges of mostly unbuttoned shirt, her nipples already peaking the
shirt with their hardness.  God, my hands itched as I unbuttoned the
remaining three buttons of her shirt. I felt Linda's eyes boring into me,
felt that odd sensation I always received with Linda, as if she were
peering directly into my soul, seeing the love I felt for her.  My hands
reached for her breasts, but her hands stopped me.

"Big sister, you're in my loft.  As my guest, I must please you first,"
Linda whispered, her eyes glistening as they locked me to her will.  I
watched with awe as she slid sinuously from beneath me to stand beside the
bed.  I sensed the pure animal lust and power of this lithe, magnificent
creature and allowed her to pull me to my feet.  Her hands, so slim and so
strong, began to untie the knotted white man's shirt that I stole from
Ryan, watching as the shirttails dropped.  She began to open the buttons,
slowly, ever so slowly, revealing my braless breasts, letting the shirt
fall from my shoulders.  Her eyes opened so wide, glazed at her prize.

"Oh, Randi, Randi," Linda whimpered, her hands reaching out to cup my
breasts, squeezing them, rolling them around on my chest.  My nipples had
hardened to rock hardness, the tips tingling as if butterflies were dancing
on my chest, their wings barely touching them.  I leaned back, my eyes
closed, luxuriating in the intimacy of the moment, the thickening
atmosphere, the room heating up dramatically.

I cried a tiny shriek of disappointment as her hands left my breasts.
Opening my eyes, I watched Linda kneel before me, her hands taking my belt,
opening it, loosening the button of my jeans, fingers drawing the zipper
slowly, slowly down.  As the skin just above the cut of my panties came
into view, I watched my Asian beauty's tongue reach out to tease the
surface of my skin.  As her hand slid into my opened jeans and cupped my
pussy, my legs almost gave way, a wave of pure happiness flooding over me.

"Oh, baby sister, you're killing me," I whimpered as Linda's hand squeezed
me through my soaked panties, pressing the silk material into the folds of
my cunt.  My wriggling started my skintight cutoffs to slide down over my
hips, stopped by their adherence to my thighs.  I wanted to be naked!  I
wanted them off and Linda was content to cup my pussy, squeezing me,
kissing and licking my tummy!  Linda!!!!!

"Shush, my big sister," Linda whispered, my first inkling that I had been
thinking out loud.  Very, very loud.  "You must be patient.  I intend to
gently bring my big sister to the orgasm of her beautiful life."

Shuddering again, my hands gently gripped her head, holding her close to
me,
  as her hands began to ease my jeans down my thighs until they puddled
around my feet.  I stepped out of them, feeling her lips return to my belly
button, sucking hard, her tongue delving deep inside of me.  I was moaning
like a virgin schoolgirl now, my pussy as wet as it had ever been.  Her
hands had reached behind me, cupping my ass, squeezing my cheeks through
the silken panties, her fingers teasing my crack.  I shuddered once again
as her mouth now slid down to begin licking the soaked material, the flat
of her tongue pressing hard against my pussy.  God, her tongue was so hard,
it actually entered me, the material becoming wedged inside my cunt.

Linda's teeth took hold of the soaked material and began to drag the
panties down, exposing my red bush, already soaked with my come.  Halfway
down, she stopped, staring at the fiery hair, her tongue sliding over the
wet curls, licking more and more of my juices into her mouth.  As I stared
down to her, her eyes met mine, the glaze over her eyes so pronounced she
seemed to be crying.  Oh, God, she was!

I reached for Linda and pulled her up to hold her muscular body against
mine, my hands sliding up to hold her around her back, her face pressed
against my shoulder.  She was sobbing and my heart was breaking.

"Linda, darling little Linda," I whispered, kissing the side of her face,
holding her so tightly against me.  "Little sister, please don't cry.
We'll never leave you alone.  You know that," I said, my hands now stroking
her soft neck and her shoulders.

"I . . . I know, Randi," she stuttered, wiping her eyes with the back of
her hand.  "I know.  It's just that I treasure our friendship so much.  You
and that hunk out there have been so wonderful to me, so precious.  I don't
like to be so far away.  My family is gone, except for Mom in Paris.  I
guess I'm a little frightened.  I'm really going to be on my own out
there," she whispered.

"First, Nora and all of our friends were there for me.  And then you and
Ryan came along.  I felt I had family again," she continued, turning her
back on me, her head lowered.  "And, now, here I go, off to be a big girl,
all alone."

"Darn!" she cried, turning back to me.  "This is so stupid!  I'm
twenty-three years old.  I'm grown and on my own and . . .".  I stopped her
words with my lips, butterfly wing kisses soothing her pain.

"Linda, you will never be alone.  We have our email and the telephone and
we can be there in a matter of a few hours if you need us.  And, we will
always be there.  Hell, if you'd like, we can ask Nora to buy Cleveland for
you and we'll all move in with you," I laughed.

"Oh, damn, Randi," Linda cried, grasping my face in her hands and kissing
me long and deep, her slithering tongue finding all the places I loved,
knowing exactly where to look, to lick, to taste, my saliva pouring into
her sucking mouth.  Her lithe hands pushed my panties all the way down to
my knees and I finished the job, pulling the soaked material from my body
and standing there for her, my naked body only for her.

"This is my treat for you, Big Sister.  Relax and enjoy," she whispered.

I watched Linda, desperately reaching for her, watching as she danced just
beyond my reach, my body quivering as her lithe movements enraptured me.
Slowly, so slowly, Linda began to back away from me, moving back to the
desk, her fingers touching her stereo.  Filling the room, a tribute to me,
I knew, were the soft sounds of John Coltrane, my favorite.  Soft, soft
strains of music flooded the room, my heart beating faster and faster as I
watched Linda begin to move, swaying, gently, like a reed-thin tree swaying
in a gentle breeze, her eyes closed, her long, luxurious braid swaying with
her.  I watched mesmerized as her arms extended, fingers magically curled,
reaching toward me.  She swirled and danced in time with the beautiful
music, her movements perfect, smooth, gliding as a butterfly flitting from
flower to flower.  As she moved, her cutoffs opened as if by magic and,
with a slight tug, slithered down her perfect legs, no panties to obstruct
my view of her perfect, naked body.

"Oh!  My God," I whispered.  The sound of my gasp echoed in my ears as I
felt the air in the bedroom become even thicker, become heavy with the
scent of my own juices.  I felt a flush on my face and body, painfully
aware of the spasms that wracked my body, felt the copious flow of my
juices dripped from my pussy, down my thighs.  I felt my tongue slide along
my parched lips, staring at a vision.

I know that I've said this before, but Linda's body is perfection, the body
that artists search for the world over.  Her arms, long, smooth, strong,
extended above her head, down to her breathtakingly beautiful face, her
long braid curled over her shoulder and down the front of her body.  The
perfect, gentle curve of her hip, the barely protruding roundness of her
soft belly, the perfection of her shaven pussy, down her classic dancer's
muscular legs.  She was a nymph discovered by a stream in the midst of a
dense forest.  For me.

I stood perfectly still, watching this vision dance with long, languid,
mesmerizing moves, her arms moving so gracefully, her long legs flaring
out.  I watched as she lifted one leg almost straight up and slightly back
over her head, such perfect balance and fluidity of motion that I just
stood there, amazed and transformed.  I began to shiver, almost
uncontrollably, watching her dance closer and closer to me, dancing around
me, her fingers suddenly touching my flesh, then disappearing.  I let out a
sharp cry each time her fingers touched me, her fingertips barely grazing
my flesh as she danced around and around me.  Her fingers grazed the
sensitive flesh of my breasts, my nipples, my ass, my thighs, my face.
Each touch electrifying, my legs were becoming more and more unstable as
she teased and enticed, eliciting gasps, moans, screams whenever she
touched my body.



Linda stopped behind me, her fingertips barely touching the softness of my
shoulders, her soft, sweet lips touching the delicate skin at the hollow
beneath my earlobe.  Her long slender fingers slid beneath my arms to
gently caress my breasts, her cheek pressed between my shoulder blades, the
heat of her pussy pressed against the roundness of my ass.  It took her
strong arms to keep me from falling.

"Oh, God, little sister," I breathed, barely audible, drowned out by the
pounding of my heart in my ears.  "I'm so. . ." I tried so speak, but was
totally lost.

Linda released my breasts and gently lowered me to her bed.  I lay back, my
right leg bent at the knee, my legs slightly parted, moaning, watching as
she began to prowl, as sensuously as a giant cat, circling me, occasionally
reaching out to touch with her fingers, pausing at times to lick with her
tongue.  She had turned my body into a finely tuned sexual instrument and
she was playing me, urging my responses to her stimulations.  My
mini-orgasms were blending into a prolonged, intense continual orgasm that
she nurtured and fed upon.

"Linda, you're doing it again.  I almost had to go to a psychiatric
hospital the last time. Please . . ."  I whispered, shaking my head from
side to side, watching her move as sinuously as a prowling cat, a
sallow-skinned sleek beast, her eyes huge and glazed.

As Linda paused alongside me, I waited with painful anticipation as she
threw her long, smooth, muscular leg across my body, straddling my tummy.
I watch in amazement as her shaved pussy, virtually dripping come, settled
onto my tummy, leaking streamers of juice onto my body as her tiny hole
spasmed open and closed..  I looked up into her glazed eyes as her hands
found mine, interlacing our fingers above my head.  Leaning forward, her
delicious breasts passed close to my face, her hard, long, beautiful
nipples almost touching my hungry lips.  My mouth opened and I reached my
tongue up to touch the tips of her passing nipples, her moans joining mine.
She kept her titties hovering over my mouth for a long moment, permitting
me to honor her wonderful body.

Slowly, Linda began to drag her white-hot pussy down my body, her dripping
vagina leaving a delicious trail past my navel.  I was startled to hear my
own screams of pleasure at the feel of her on my body.

Now, it was my turn to listen to Linda scream as her smooth, naked pussy
came into contact with my fuzzy red pussy hair.  I felt her steaming hot
juices mix with those of mine, felt the extraordinary heat of her cunt on
mine.  God, I watched her move, sinuously, a lithe feline moving her body,
flowing like a series of waves.  I watched as she leaned her head back,
screaming fiercely, her hands reaching down to interlace within my long,
thick hair.  I watched her glistening pussy, dancing wildly against mine
and her eyes, almost glowing, flashing in passion.  I watched, amazed, as
Linda's dance against my pussy increased in fury and power as she screamed
fiercely, her orgasm exploding throughout her body.  My own orgasm reached
its apogee as I thrust my pelvis up against her driving cunt, listening as
she screamed her climax, watched as she froze in mid thrust, screamed with
me again and collapsed fully atop me, our combined pussy juices coating
each other's bodies.

As my fingertips caressed the wonderfully smooth texture of her flawless
skin, our ragged breathing and the quaking of our orgasms begin to recede.
Marveling at the warmth of Linda's hard body against mine, I felt the
strength of her form, the passion within her.  And, silently thanked God
that we had found each other, that she was now my official baby sister.
The word Incest passed through my mind and I stifled a giggle, reaching
down to take her beautiful face in hand to kiss her gently.

"Thank you, Baby Sister," I whispered, kissing each of those wide staring
eyes.

I looked into Linda's eyes and saw the return of the evil, kinky kid
sister, watched as the devilish grin curled the corners of her beautiful
mouth.  I responded in kind and we rose as one from the bed and slowly,
cautiously walked down the hall to the living room.

Ryan was watching the baseball game, his feet stretched out on the coffee
table before him.  I stood to one side of him and Linda the other.  "He
fell asleep," I whispered.  Quietly, I reached past my sleeping hunk and
picked up his Bud Lite longneck beer bottle and brought it between my legs.
I touched it to my pussy, soaking the neck of the bottle and passed it to
Linda.  She did the same and we replaced the bottle on the table.  Quickly,
giggling like idiots, we dashed back to the bedroom.

When we reached the bedroom and closed the door, we grabbed each other and
began to dance to the music, laughing our silly asses off.  As our breasts
touched, our hands down around our asses, squeezing and pulling, we slowed
our pace noticeably, our lips touching, tongues teasing.

"Hey!  What the fuck?" The cry came floating in from the living room.

Linda and I looked at each other and burst out with huge gales of laughter
and dived for the bed, hitting hard and rolling around, arms around each
other.  Suddenly, the door burst open and a huge giant stood silhouetted
against the hallway light.

"Very, very cute, ladies," he said, his hands on his hips, a stern face
turned toward us.  Linda and I assumed a pouting demeanor, and stared
downwards.  Ryan approached the bed and stood sternly, staring at us.
"And, extraordinarily delicious," he added, an evil smile playing across
his face.

Linda climbed onto her hands and knees and began to crawl sinuously across
the large bed, her perfect titties swaying slightly, her ass too much to
ignore as she passed me.  I reached up and began to stroke it, marveling at
the amazing dichotomy of a dancer's body.  An ass muscular enough to crush
a beer can, yet so soft and smooth.  I crawled behind her and began to kiss
and lick each cheek as she continued across to Ryan, stopping suddenly
before him, my nose slamming into the crack of her sweet ass.

Linda reached out to open Ryan's belt, but stopped, staring up into his
gorgeous eyes.  Without taking her eyes from his, she began to lick the
front of his jean cutoffs, her tongue running over his zipper to the huge
bulge, growing larger under her lingual manipulations.  I watched her mouth
continue down his bulge to his balls, rubbing her face against him like a
huge pussycat.  Her tongue slid off the edge of his jeans to his muscular
thigh, kissing and licking, her hands caressing his exposed inner thighs.

Ryan was groaning, his cock growing exponentially as Linda continued her
licking.  I slid off the bed on all fours and moved around behind Ryan and
began to kiss and lick the backs of his legs.  We kept him between us,
totally soaking his legs, listening to his breath slowly start to shorten,
become huskier as we began to take control of the poor boy.  Toast!

Linda opened the top button of his shorts and took the zipper tab in her
teeth, slowly running it down, down, down until his white briefs came into
full view.  I grasped them from behind and pulled them down around his
ankles.  I glanced between his spread thighs and watched Linda's eyes grow
huge as she obviously enjoyed the cotton wrapped goodies before her.



"Uh, Randi.  Uh, I think I'd better leave.  How will I go to Cleveland,
walking like a bowlegged cowboy?" she said, gulping at the enormous package
presented to her.  She leaned forward and placed her lips against the
outline of Ryan's cock, kissing it, licking the damp cotton.  Her mouth
opened wide and her teeth wrapped tightly around his burgeoning cock,
chewing the length of it.  I began to kiss and lick his thickly muscled
buttocks, licking each cheek, pressing my nose between them.  Ryan's legs
were shaking, his hands resting on the soft muscular shoulders of my baby
sister.

I slid my fingers inside the band of Ryan's briefs and began to pull them
down.  As his gorgeous bubble butt came into view, I couldn't resist
kissing and licking his cheeks, nuzzling them as I fought with Linda to
release her hold on the front of his shorts.  I slid around in front, my
cheek next to Linda's as together we slid the briefs down.  We had to pull
the front of the briefs out a long way to let his cock spring free.  Ryan
kicked away the shorts and briefs before stripping his polo shirt from his
upper body.

"Oh!  My!  God!" Linda murmured.  "Oh, shit!"  I began to laugh, watching
Linda's mouth drop open, her eyes growing even bigger.  "Randi, my God!"
she murmured, her hand reaching out to hold Ryan's cock in her small hand,
her fingers far from being able to encompass it.  "It's grown!  It's bigger
than the last time!"

"Are you two finally finished making fun of me?" Ryan asked, smiling down
on us like the Jolly Green Giant.  Linda and I looked at each other for a
pregnant moment, and then suddenly burst into gales of laughter, cackling
like two witches holding onto their broomstick.  Together, we reached out
and kissed the beautiful cock still in Linda's hand, licking it from its
base to its head, our tongues touching as they lay across the top of his
cock.  I watched as Linda grasped his huge balls in her hands and pulled,
leading Ryan to lie on the bed

Together, Linda and I slid down Ryan's body, our hands pressing all of his
hard chest, fingers entwining in the thick hair, then down over his hips
and his legs, touching everything and everywhere.  As one, we moved up to
his face, our tongues meeting inside his mouth, exploring his tongue, his
teeth, every little nook and cranny of his mouth.  His powerful hands held
the backs of our necks as we began kissing down to his hairy chest, licking
his rock hard nipples.

I threw my leg across Ryan's hips and straddled his body, sitting on his
chest, just above his cock.  I leaned forward, my hands pressing against
the headboard, and kissed Ryan's lips.  My sensitive nipples grazed his
chest, the curly hairs teasing them.

Ryan's powerful hands were everywhere on my soft, smooth skin.  My
shoulders, my back, tracing fingertips down my arms, down to the small of
my back.  As I ground myself against him, Ryan felt the heat and wetness of
my pussy against the washboard muscles of his abdomen as he held me
tightly.

Unable to sit still, Linda crept up behind me and began to kiss and lick
the soft flesh of my shoulders, my back.  Her sharp tongue slid around to
my arm, lifting it, licking the inside of my upper arm, my armpit.  Moving
around in front of me, she threw her leg across Ryan's chest, placing her
gorgeous ass just inches from his face.  Reaching out, her hands cupped my
breasts, squeezing them, rolling them around in circles on my chest, her
fingers pinching my nipples, pulling hard on them.  Using my breasts, she
pulled my face to hers, her tongue sliding into my mouth, meeting mine, our
saliva mixing.

Ryan's hands held Linda's hips, gently caressing the softness of her, the
succulence of her beautiful ass.  Leaning forward, he began to kiss her
soft cheeks, watching the crack of her ass stay intact, her muscularity
preventing it from opening so easily.



Linda's hands slid down to my hips, her hands gently caressing my flesh,
down to my thighs and in between, to touch the flared lips of my cunt.
Turning her hand palm up, she cupped my cunt, her middle finger sliding
deep into me.  Quivering, I reached up to cup her pert, perfectly rounded
titties, her nipples so hard against my palms.  I felt Linda's hand urging
me to slide further back and raise up, letting Ryan's cock and balls free.

Linda slid further back, her cunt pressing hard against Ryan's mouth as she
took his long thick cock in her hands, gently stroking it up and down.  Her
huge eyes glazed as she stared at it, her hands encircling it, squeezing
it.  Her hands slid down to cup his enormous balls, squeezing them, rolling
them around inside their sac, listening to Ryan groan under her
manipulation.

Linda leaned down to press her lips against the broad head of Ryan's cock,
her tongue licking the smooth surface, the point of her tongue dipping into
the little hole.  Her tongue quickly became coated with Ryan's precome
which she proceeded to spread all over the head.  Slowly, her lips began to
slide down, taking the head of his thick cock into her mouth.  I watched as
more and more of his over nine inches disappeared from view into her
beautiful mouth, watched as her hands continued to roll his balls around.

Ryan's hands held tight to Linda's ass as his long thick tongue teased the
outer lips of her pussy, licking her flowing juices into his mouth,
searching for her pulsating clittie.  Linda began to moan around the cock
expanding her sucking mouth as his tongue found her little soldier and
began to flick against it.  His teeth wrapped tightly on it, pulling it,
chewing on it, producing a steady flow of juices from her, letting them
flow into his mouth and down his throat.  His tongue slid past her clittie
and into the opening of Linda's vagina, pushing deep inside of her, down
into the depths of her channel.  I watched as Linda swallowed the remainder
of his cock, letting his balls press against her darling nose.

I could wait no longer.  I slid forward, bringing my pussy flush against
Ryan's balls, rubbing my wetness hard against them, feeling the edge of
Linda's lips brush against it, too.  Her hands slithered around my hips to
grasp my ass cheeks, pulling them hard, forcing my juicy pussy hard against
Ryan's balls.  I felt her fingers sliding between my ass cheeks, pressing
against my exposed asshole.  Slowly, one finger slid in to the second
knuckle.

As Linda's mouth slid up to hold only the head of Ryan's cock, my hands
grasped his shaft, squeezing it, pumping it hard, letting her suck the head
and two inches of his cock as I worked hard at his cock, my pussy still
pressing hard against his balls.  Linda was groaning louder now, removing
the cock from her mouth occasionally, then returning for more.  I watched
her face contort in pleasurable agony as her orgasm was only seconds away,
her cunt about to release a torrent of come into my darling's mouth.

I watched as Ryan's tongue slid between the bald pussy lips, watched as
Linda's juices flowed down onto his tongue.  I was so close, I wanted to
explode.  Suddenly, Linda removed her mouth from Ryan's cock and she
reached her hands out to my hips, lifting them.  Smiling at me, she helped
me lift myself up from Ryan's thighs until I was poised directly above the
long and thick love pole.  Linda reached down to open the lips of my cunt
with one hand while holding Ryan's cock in place with the other.  Slowly, I
lowered myself, feeling the huge bulbous head of his cock press against me,
feeling my hole open up to allow the thick pole to enter me.

"Oh, God, Ryan, Linda," I cried, my cunt now expanding to impossible size
as the long, thick cock began to move deeper and deeper, plunging to
absolute depths, until, finally it rested against my cervix.

Linda bent down and began to lick my clittie, biting and chewing on my
pussy lips and caress the length of Ryan's cock.  Her pussy completely
covered the helpless Ryan as she ground herself against him.

Ryan's hips began to buck, fucking me, driving his cock deeper and deeper
into my clutching pussy, hitting my cervix hard.  I could feel his cock
expanding now and knew that he would be coming soon, sending torrents of
his hot seed deep into my body.

Linda's body danced above Ryan's thrusting tongue, her body twisting and
turning, growling like a powerful mountain lion, shaking her head and her
torso in a powerful, sensual dance.  Slowly, carefully, I began to run my
fingernails along Linda's sensitive back, feeling her tongue dance harder
and harder against my clittie and my pussy, all around Ryan's thick cock as
I danced above it.

Ryan slid his tongue from Linda's clutching pussy and pushed her further
ahead.  His hands grasped her firm, muscular ass cheeks and spread them
open, his tongue touching the opening into her ass, licking all around her
beautiful pucker.  Poised and hardened, his tongue slid into her demanding
asshole.  An inch deep, then another, then . . . so deep inside her
asshole, his tongue touched the walls of her rectum.  Linda screamed.

"Mmmmph!  God, yes, fuck, fuck, fuck me, Ryan, fuck meeeeeeeeeee!  Fuck my
asshole!" she cried, now sitting on his face, her hands holding her head as
she rocked hard up and down, side to side, her braid swinging from side to
side.  Ryan's hands held firmly to her ass cheeks, squeezing them as his
orgasm began to form, bucking his hips, driving his cock into me harder and
harder.

"Oh, God, shit.  I'm going to come, Goddddd," he cried.  "Randi!" he cried
out.  I began to ride harder and harder, lifting and collapsing onto his
growing cock, feeling it touch each and every single spot within my vagina.
Ryan began to cry out even as Linda screamed her loudest, her come dripping
from her like a faucet.  Ryan's come shot from his balls through the
enormous tube of his cock and fired spurt after spurt of hot, steamy come
deep into my spasming cunt.

"Oh, my God, my God, I'm coming!!!!" I screamed, my hands slid all over
Linda's soft smoothness and Ryan's hard muscles as my come spurted from me,
oozing from my cunt all around Ryan's wonderful cock.  I grabbed Linda's
face and buried my tongue deep inside her tiny mouth, licking and sucking
on her tongue, my body still vibrating from my orgasm.  Linda collapsed,
falling off to lay beside Ryan as I slowly lifted myself from Ryan's cock.
I fell back, my face landing hear Linda's bald pussy, my tongue tasting the
remnants of her orgasm that hadn't drained into Ryan's mouth.

For a long while, the only sounds in the room were the booming of three
hearts and the sweet sounds of John Coltrane.  The sparse light from the
window being the only light in the passion thick great room, shadows
flickered across three spent bodies, holding on to each other for dear
life.

Slowly, Linda began to move, sinuously moving on Ryan.  She slid down
Ryan's body, her eyes fixed on his, licking and kissing his body.  Her
mouth hovered above his still-erect cock and slowly descended, leading with
her tongue.  She laved his cock, licking up all of our mixed come, savoring
it, swallowing it, then slowly descending, taking more and more into her
mouth.  I watched, transfixed, as Ryan's cock disappeared over her tongue
to the opening of her throat.  Her cheeks puckered as she began a slow
sucking motion, moving back up to the thick, bulbous head.  And, down
again, past her tongue and down her throat until her chin rested on his
balls.  Slowly, she began to suck and suck and suck that magnificent cock.
I watched as he grew back to full staff in her tiny, sucking mouth.

I crawled behind Linda and began to kiss the softness of her ass, feel the
muscularity just beneath the surface.  Spreading her thighs, I licked the
totality of her cunt and up to her sweet, tiny asshole and back down.  All
leisurely now, loving the taste, feeling the throbbing of her body against
my tongue.

"Oh, shit, I'm coming again," Ryan screamed, his cock spewing thick, white
come into Linda's sucking mouth, moving higher on his cock, taking his come
into her mouth, swirling it around, swallowing it, letting the excess flow
from the corners of her mouth.

"Oh, wow!" Ryan whispered as Linda's mouth left his cock with a loud
slurping sound.  Smiling, she slid across his body to cuddle into his right
shoulder as I make my way to his left one.  Pulling me up to cuddle against
his chest, my nose tickled by the hairs of his broad chest, his great,
strong hand ran down my back, gently stroking me, holding me tightly
against him.  Linda lay beside him, her hand filled with the great cock,
her fingers squeezing the last possible drops of fluid onto her hands.
Reaching across to me, she offered her bounty to me to share.

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