Date: Thu, 23 Apr 2009 12:36:20 -0400
From: Robb M <funfla1965@gmail.com>
Subject: Hollies Home part 5

For mature audiences only. Feel free to email me with your thoughts,
comments and what you really liked... funfla1965@gmail.com


Margie arrived just before 7:00pm in a seductive 'fuck-me' dress that left
little to the imagination. From her make up and appearance, it seemed that
she was a veteran of girl/girl seduction. Although we lived in a
clothes-free environment, we thought we would play it cool and dress a
bit. We all had simple pant/shirt outfits that were very reserved for us
since we didn't want to scare off our prey before devouring her. She was
dressed for action. She hugged each of us feeling nervous and excited.

"I am so glad you called. I have been thinking about that day constantly
and wondered... well... um..." Margie stammered.

"Relax Margie." I giggled. "Slow down."

"I'm sorry...it's just that I have never. Well, you see..." Margie composed
herself. "I sensed there is something intriguing about you and I could feel
it when I delivered that package. I have had weird feelings for years and
it was ignited when I came here."

"Oh really?" Greta spoke out. "Like what?"

"Well, female intimacy." Margie looked down. "I have been married for too
long, have a sexy mature daughter and have been searching for something for
years. I had a roommate in college that was lesbian and she had the most
passion I ever seen in anyone. I thought it was just her personality but
when I came here that day, you two had the same 'glow' about you. It
brought me back to my college dorm and how warm it felt. I never
experienced anything like that since I got knocked up and had to leave
college."

The sadness in her face was brief and turned when she looked back at Claire
walking up to her and planting a kiss right on her lips. The lips locked
and Margie was taken aback but didn't resist. Greta and I held hands and
watched as the passion heated up the room.

The bodies melted together and Claire's hands had found bare nooks and
cracks that allowed Margie to moan intently. It was mere moments and Margie
was disrobed completely. It was subtle and Greta and I were tasting each
other that we missed the clothes falling off. Claire stepped back and
allowed us to take in the naked newbie in front of us.

Margie was not shy about her body. Her face was aged but her body was well
developed. She stood about 5' 4" with mountains from breasts that had tiny
nipples and very dark areolas. Her waist and thighs were curvy and very,
very sexy. Her pussy was a thin crack going between her legs with a tiny
tuft of shaved pubic hair right above her slit.

"Look at this ass!!!" Greta moaned grabbing the cheeks of flesh.

Turning her around the curves of her bum caused me to gasp. Aside from
Claire's juvenile bum, Margie's was a flawless work of art. There were
slight dimples in each cheek and the firmness was incredible.

"Your turn, I think..." Margie whispered to all of us.

We all laughed and disrobed in a flash. The four naked bodies all had
distinct features but all had a glow. The three of us had completely shaven
pussies and no tan lines. Margie had mild tan lines and a glow about her
that we could only describe as anxious. The nervousness was waning and the
drinks started flowing from Greta's special drink concoction.

We took up the sofa with Claire and Greta on each side of our fresh meat
and I was sitting on the coffee table in front of her while she explained
her thoughts about what was about to happen. She had an inkling of the
experience but she had nothing of the passion. Like lionesses circling the
prey, we sized up Margie. She was going to be devoured. I looked over to
the bookshelf just to my right. I glanced at Greta who just grinned. She
had an idea that it would be hot to video tape our sexapades. It sounded
really hot. We had bought the video camera for our vacation next month. We
set it up just right so that it could tape the activity right on the
sofa. If you looked right at it, it was obvious, but it sat rather
inconspicuous.

Flesh met flesh. Lips met lips. Heat increased and the roomed went into its
frenzy. Greta and Margie locked lips and hands danced over each
other. Claire took me and it was our typical sisterly love. Tongues
intertwined and hands wondered.

Falling back further on the sofa gave room for all four of us to join
together and play. I loved feeling Claire's passion knowing she was hot for
the action next to us. It was amazing how she could make love to me and be
in tune with her surroundings. I had a hard time focusing on anything but
my immediate lover or lovers if we are all together. Claire was a natural
as we nibbled on each other's face and she was enjoying the sex right next
to us. Several minutes passed as Greta and Margie heated up one side of the
sofa and Claire and I ignited the other. Sucking faces and fingers were
flying... moaning was echoing from all over. The sloshing of my pussy was
getting louder as I soaked Claire's hand. There was blissful heat melting
everything. I wanted more from Claire, but I wanted a piece of
Margie. Backing off, sensing my desires, Claire and I peeled the two sofa
mates apart and went onto her face. Greta moved south and nibbled her
midsection. Glancing at Margie's aged face, it appeared that her head was
for a different body. Her body was tone and firm, yet her face was
weathered from years of abuse. As our lips intertwined I felt
experience. Not just experience, but wonton passion. Her big lips wrapped
on mine and it was an explosion of controlled heat. Claire was nibbling her
ears and Greta was someplace else. The taste was exquisite.

For over an hour we taunted, tease and devoured Margie passionately leaving
her sex buttons alone except for a brushing here and there. She was in for
the long night and we played to it. The videotape ran out and Greta
switched it without hiding the fact. The drinks poured more and we ended up
out on the patio with a few toys. I decided to sit back on the lounge chair
and watch my two lovers take Margie. I was feeling a bit dizzy from the
alcohol and the amount of saliva exchanging I had done with her. I think
Greta was feeling a bit selfish as she had the strap-on tied on and was
taking over the scene. Claire was content with nipple torture as Margie was
laid into the open-ended lounge chair. Greta was an animal as Margie's legs
were hoisted open and her pussy lips opened. She had huge labia lips that
hung out a good two inches. Cherry red and parting, Greta's fingers toyed a
bit pulling the cave entrance open. Margie had a very milky box that oozed
pleasure juice as it parted. The knob of Greta's toy slipped in easily and
went deep. It was a slow moving toy disappearing into the redness. Margie
moaned with ages of experience. Claire was biting hard onto the 'had to be
fake' breasts leaving red welts all over. My fingers were flying over my
liquefying pussy.

"OH Fuck yes!!!" Margie sang.

Claire moved up to her mouth muffling her screams of pleasure while letting
her tongue slide into the moaning mouth.

"Oh you like it, bitch??" Greta queried taunting her.

"Yes..." muffled and blocked by Claire emanated.

"DO her hard... fuck that love box like you do me, Greta!" I cheered on.

It was a lightning reflex as the graceful hips of Greta pistoned with speed
and agility pumping the love box of Margie. The sound of bodies slapping
mixed with the gargled screams of Margie filled the air. I had to have a
piece of the action and I went to a bruised tit and suckled harder than I
normally did. Her screams had orgasm on the verge of explosion and Greta
was not letting up. When she erupted, she was an organized shaking chaos as
Greta lost her positioning and popped out of the lava flowing pussy. I
jumped right in and sucked the love juice. Margie found a new height of
orgasm from the pussy eating and squealed louder pushing Claire
off. Leaning over Margie, Claire found a breast to eat and Greta took her
cum-soaked dildo and pressed it into Claire.

"FUCK!" Claire squealed with surprise...

So much so that I had to stop my licking to see if she was okay. Greta was
pounding the fuck out of her instantly and Claire was lost in surprise and
delight. I went back to my cum and Margie thrashed from ecstasy. My fingers
found her ass and easily slipped in the back door causing another eruption
that bucked my face away from the spewing cave.

"Damn...shiiiiiiii... holy... OOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Margie was in a non-stop orgasm ride that I didn't want to end. Even though
she was thrashing hard, I got my other hand to disappear in her pussy while
my fingers were still knocking in the back door. Wave after wave continued
through her.

"Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrasaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh....."

"Gggggggggggrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeettttttttttttttaaaaaaaaaaaa..." Claire
screamed.

Giggles were the only thing coming from Greta and she fucked Claire deep
and hard. I looked into Greta's glossy eyes and she was lost. I know she
loved the hard raw fucking sex but this was much more intense. She was
almost in an S&M mentality as she was ripping Claire apart with reckless
abandonment. She was pounding so hard and her hands around Claire's waist
were pressing her harder and harder back into the toy between them.

"Pleaseeeeeeee....stoppppppppppppppppp..." Claire begged.

That seemed to push Greta even further and harder.

"Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii..."

Claire's scream was one of intense orgasmic bliss and pain. I stopped with
Margie and went to pull Greta off of Claire but she slipped out and fell
back onto the ground in an almost fainting manner. I looked at my sister
wondering if she was okay and she was limp over Margie. Concerned I went
over to her and put my arm around her.

"Greta has never fucked me that hard before." She whimpered. "It was nice,
very nice... but maybe a bit too hard."

I turned to Greta and gave her a look.

"What?" Greta said with such a glazed look. "I just fucked her."

I wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. I shook my head. I
wanted to do something but not sure what. Claire got up and she walked a
bit funny but she changed the mood quickly.

"Let's take Margie into the shower and get her cleaned up..." Claire said
in her playful mood. "Then we can do it all over again."

I looked over at Greta not sure how I felt. She looked different, almost
too melancholy. Tossing it aside to maybe she was just a bit out of it, we
went to the shower and bathed Margie in our sensual desires. Greta was a
bit distant but we didn't seem to mind as Margie savored the
experience. She kept praising the passion and the sex she was having.

"This is so... so... hot and incredible. I never thought it would be this
good. I can't describe it..."

On and on she went as we took her through the shower and onto the bed
barely drying off. Margie's breasts were spotted with numerous bruises and
teeth marks. Claire and I proceeded to devour her again from head to
toe. Greta was working her mouth again with a softness that was new for her
tonight. She was caressing her face while kissing her lips with a gentle
touch. She was definitely lost in the experience.

Claire and I were on another path as we nibbled all over, back and
front. Fingers were being inserted and removed all over... and our bodies
were being pressed together. It was aggressive passion for a long
time. Just as Margie came for the up-teenth-time, I remembered that we were
supposed to be taping the night. I guess that was lost in the living room.
The waves of orgasmic bliss poured from Margie as she fell limp from out
ministrations. Claire looked at me and I looked back. The smile rose and we
jumped into our favorite position. It was tribbing time!!! Greta was
nowhere to be found and Margie was on the edge of the bed in a trance
watching as we got into our pussy kissing position. We were both soaked and
I could see that Claire's pussy was very puffy and red. I was planning to
go easy on her but she started humping me like her animalistic self. I
humped back.

"Oooohhhhhhhhh, soooooooo gooodd...." I moaned.

"Doooooooooooooo itttttttttttttttttt" Claire mused back.

I looked over at Margie and she was now in the upright position watching
intently giving her pussy a brushing with her fingers.  I knew this was
going to be a wet one. I really loved showing off for Margie and Claire was
just being wild. The sloshing of pussy juices mixed in a hypnotic melody
that got louder as the end was near.

"I'm almost there!!!" I humped harder into my little sis.

"It's time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Claire squirmed.

The eruption was earth shattering as I exploded my juice into my sister
hard and furious and she was shaking and baking from the explosion.

"Sssssssssssssssssssssssiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiisssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."

Claire screamed
back. "Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooooooooollllllllllll..."

This ride over the crest of orgasmic torture lasted much longer than usual
as we sang over to Margie who was beating her pussy relentlessly. Her
scream echoed into the night as she came moments after us.

The bed was soaked in cum. The room reeked and we melted to the
bed. Somehow the three of us found our way together making Margie the
center of a sandwich. We fell asleep.

The morning sun awoke us to another love making session in the stickiness
of the bed. We both ate Margie not allowing her to taste us... just
yet. Another shower followed and we eventually had to bid Margie
good-bye. Greta was nowhere to be found as Margie was leaving. She had so
much to say but couldn't find the words.

"This was...something!" Was all she could mouthed.

"Next time, you will be the leader and we will be the followers." I
giggled.

"Oh, and you better be creative!" Claire taunted.

The door closed and Claire and I sucked face. We were all over each other
as we made it to the sofa and proceeded to have another heated session.
This was halted as Greta appeared out of nowhere, dressed and headed to the
door. She looked like shit. I got up to see her at the door. I opened my
mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She barely looked at us as
she disappeared out the door.

I looked at Claire, she looked and me and we were lost.