Remembering Bethany : Part 5

His brow furrowed, Billy responded with his own roar “Ah...Ah...AH...ARRRRGH!” as his young hips ground against her slick ass and thighs while his buttocks flexed again and again as he pumped load after load of his sperm into Beth's womb. They both continued to convulse for several seconds before they finally collapsed into an extremely erotic sweaty pink and black sculpture. Panting, Beth and Billy slowly regained their breath and pulled apart. As Billy rose, his massive girth withdrew from her tightly clutching labia. His cock was gleaming with her fluids and his spend. When his cock emerged with an audible sucking sound, a massive upwelling of sperm followed it out onto the already soaked sheet. I was amazed at the amount until I remembered that I had already made my own contribution to her over-flowing chatte.

I discovered that I had been masturbating during their climax and I stopped in embarrassment as Beth opened her eyes and observed my self manipulation. She reached down to fondle me and rub her thumb and smear the pre-cum across the glans. “We'll have to do something about that, won't we?” Beth smiled sweetly and turned her gaze towards her partner's crotch. “Billy! I just cleaned that up, just look at the mess you made.” she playfully jested.

Billy hung his head and responded in the same mock tone. “I know, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself.”

“Oh well, boys will be boys.” Beth sat up to put her mouth and tongue to use in cleaning Billy's huge fluid slimed cock and balls. “And a woman's work is never done.” she joked as her hand simultaneously began to shuck my rock hard cock. When his genitals were both spotless and turgid, she turned her mouth to minister to my old nine-iron much to Billy's obvious disappointment. Beth looked back over her shoulder and raised her lovely rump towards him and playfully tapped his straining member with her foot. “Come on in Billy. The water's fine.”

A smile broke across his face. “Yessm, miz Bethany.” as his hands began to fondle the perfect twin globes of her ass and he started to rub himself between them. Beth looked up at me with a grin like a cat that had just entered a seafood store then lowered her head to suck and lick my testicles and then engulf my shaft into her throat. As Billy entered her vagina, she groaned and the vibrations felt fantastic.

Now I don't know if you have ever had a woman go down on you while some one else is screwing her from behind, but let me tell you that for me it was incredible. It started slowly but with each thrust, she would moan around my cock and push back against him with increasing frequency. I think we were building on each other's excitement as Beth increased her frenzied slurping on the head and then re-swallowing of my swollen dick into her silken throat. Her spit was dripping from my tightening balls. I believe that Beth had accidentally discovered a form of autoerotic asphyxiation with my cock in her throat because I had seen her come just by deep-throating. This was no exception and combined with Billy's pounding of her pudding she started to orgasm. I responded by going over the edge myself and pumping my cum into Beth's throat.

Billy quickly followed and the strength of his furious pounding drove her forward and off my spurting cock, choking and spraying sperm over my stomach and chest. We ended up with Billy on top of both Beth and me.

I happened to look over at the label on the sheet where it had come loose and it said Springmaid. Playfully teasing Beth, I asked “Do you feel like a home economist?” recalling the old racist ad campaign that pictured cartoon versions of native or black couples in post coital bliss and titled 'a buck well spent on a Springmaid sheet'.

She caught my gaze and reference and Beth quickly replied “I guess I'm not all that thrifty, because I just spent two bucks on a Springmaid sheet.” I started to laugh and it spread to all of us. After we disentangled our sweaty bodies, both Billy and I succumbed to exhaustion and sleep with Beth between us.

Beth however, was still on fire. She was like a kid on christmas morning with a new toy. After a period of trying to sleep, she gave up. With a glance towards me, she surrendered to her urges and began to fondle and suck sleeping Billy's softened cock. He gradually awoke to the pleasant shock of a beautiful young woman sucking on his manhood. She motioned him to silence with a finger to her glistening lips and then resumed her fabulous fellatio skills.

I had not survived two tours in 'Nam' with the Airborne by being a heavy sleeper and I woke as soon as Beth had moved but I concealed my awareness through barely opened lashes. I figured that their pleasure in each other was up to them. Even so, I was enough of a voyeur to enjoy them discreetly. In the guise of turning in my sleep, I rolled on my stomach to hide my own growing excitement.

When she deep-throated his hardening johnson, it was amazing to watch the gleaming, saliva coated ebony monster disappear inch by inch past her shining ruby lips. I could see the outline of his big black cock slide down and stretch out her throat until her chin was nestled against his balls. Beth would hold that as long as she could and then pull back enough to get a breath through her nose before diving back down like some Japanese pearl diver in search of treasure. With her salivary glands in overdrive, her mouth juice was flowing down his shaft and dripping from his balls. I also noticed that her fingers were busy in her own secret garden and were making their own wet little sounds. When Beth had Billy 'standing to attention' and throbbing against her tonsils, she disengaged her mouth and throat from her new toy.

With a glance towards me, Beth rose up to straddle Billy's thighs and to position herself so that the head of his third leg was poised at the entrance of her lagoon of mystery. Motioning Billy to silence again, Beth bit her lower lip and then slowly impaled herself on his upthrust mast. Her eyes rolled up in pleasure and she shuddered and released her breath through her nose. Billy tightened his grip on her thighs as she sank to rest her ass on his family jewels. Beth then leaned forward to place her forearms on Billy's broad chest and started to rock back and forth on his abdomen. He responded by cupping her lilly-white butt in his huge black hands to assist her in a position the orientals call the washerwoman. I also noticed that their gaze was locked on each other's eyes in a way that bespoke intimacy beyond mere sex. I didn't want to admit it but I had played cupid to a budding romance and jealousy started to rear it's ugly head and I had to turn mine away.

My emotions were at war because part of me was in love with Beth but I knew she wasn't mine and that she deserved someone good and true like Billy. I was also jealous of him because of his unbelievable luck in finding Beth. However, Billy was also my favorite nephew and the son I never had. Then there was the matter of the raging hard-on pressing into the bed beneath me. I partially resolved that by rolling onto my side facing away from them.

Billy and Beth were still trying to remain silent but their breaths were being exhaled through their noses and they were beginning to sound like a couple of horses pulling a heavy load. Billy's thighs were starting to lift her off the bed and it was shaking like a moderate earthquake. I thought to myself “They think I could be sleeping through this?” and I turned to see if they were just mocking my attempts to feign sleep. Beth and Billy were completely oblivious and lost in the depths of lust. The sight of Beth's perfect alabaster (definitely red where it met Billy's thighs) ass rising an falling on his curved ebony shaft drove all rational thought out of my head and my cock took over my thought process.

I quickly lubed myself with Beth's K-Y jelly and got behind her without either of them noticing. At the top of her arc so that just his cock-head was still in her, I placed my hand on her rump and the tip of my cock at the rosebud of her rectum. Beth froze and her head turned to look back in alarm. I couldn't resist remarking “What's this world coming to? Here's my lover and my favorite nephew going at it like a house-a fire and not even inviting old George to the party. There's gotta be consequences for that kinda behavior; yes sir, there does...” before firmly pressing forward against her initial resistance.

Beth stammered “George I didn't...I mean we didn't... don't...I'm sorry!..I mean..AeeeEE....!” as her voice rose in pitch.
I could tell Billy didn't have a clue what to do in this situation as he stared up into Beth's shock-eyed and reddened, open mouthed countenance. Her tongue was sticking out as if in a silent scream that changed into a shuddering gasp.

Having Beth with her ass in the air and Billy almost totally withdrawn, I standing crouched over her and leaning forward I was in a perfect position to what otherwise might have been a difficult entry. The initial resistance of her rectum gave way and I slowly slid into her tight back passage until my balls were nestled against her ass cheeks. Pausing for a short time, I stated “I was only kidding about the consequences, I just felt left out and felt like horning in on the fun and to tell you the truth, it feels great. But, if you want me to, I can pull out.” and I started to back up.

“N...N...Nooo.” she gasped. “It's OK... just take it slow...please! I've never done this before.”

I responded “We never have either.”

Beth snorted “That's easy for you to say, You don't have close to twenty inches of thick black cock shoved up you and you're not sandwiched between two big black men like a slice of white meat on dark rye. Good thing there's plenty of mayo.” We all laughed and the tension disappeared.

“OK,” I told Billy “I'll ease out and you ease back in and then visa-versa. We'll take turns with this lovely little turkey sandwiched between us. Like the lady said, take it slow.” And so we began our joint pipe laying project with nothing but her thin perineum between us and Beth shuddered and groaned and her twin channels gradually became more tolerant and the siren song of her nerve endings started to overwhelm her being.

A sheen formed on all of us and the sweat made everything slippery as we picked up the pace. It was a good thing I knew how to keep my balance from years at the open door of a jump plane shoving troops into 220 mph winds before following them out the door. Otherwise, I might have been doing a PLF (parachute landing fall) off of bed onto the floor. Now that would have been hilarious but very embarrassing.

As focused as we were on our syncopated thrust and withdrawal and the weird sensation of another guy's cock rubbing on yours, Billy and I could do little but pant and grunt. With practice we got better and Beth's passages got easier.

Having more of a passive role and belonging to the more verbal sex, Beth began to comment on her first double penetration. “Oh my god, this is so weird. At first it hurt but now it feels fantastic, now it's pure pleasure. I'm so lucky to have two good looking studs making me the center of attention. I can feel every inch of both of you rubbing against each other as you slide in and out of me and it's heavenly. You guys can go faster now, can't you? Oh shit,...oh fuck,...that's good! Oh … oh...OH GOD! Harder,... you ...black bastards...you beautiful black bastards! Fuck me, … fuck my pussy and ass with those beautiful big black cocks, ...Oh god … oh god...FUCK MEeee! Oh shit ...oh fuck...you're gonna make me... I'm gonna...oh god....help me...I'm...Ah...ah...ah...AAAAAHHHH!”

Beth's massive mindless, clenching, squirting orgasm drove all three of us over the edge and I could feel each pulse of Billy's cock as he pumped himself into her womb and I emptied my balls into her hot, welcoming bowels with a joint roar. We all collapsed on each other like a triple scoop of chocolate and strawberry ice cream to drip on the sheets below. The only sounds were our panting and sighs of contentment.

Billy was the first to speak “I feel like I'm on the bottom of a football pileup but I feel wonderful!”

Beth chimed in with a hoarse squeak “Me too.”

I took the hint and slid off Beth's sweat slick backside,withdrawing from her reddened rump with a groan of exhausted contentment. Beth turned her face to mine for a thanks-giving kiss and then gave an even more passionate kiss to Billy. As we all drifted off to sleep, I felt her fingers snaking down to cradle my slimed and drained genitals.

Out of old habit, I couldn't sleep past dawn and so I got up and took a shower. Thankfully she had some Dr. Bonner's Peppermint soap so that I wouldn't go home smelling like a female. I kissed Beth on her sleeping cheek nestled on Billy's chest and covered the innocently sleeping couple. I stepped outside into a world of white. A early spring snowstorm had blown in from the plains and blanketed Denver. With my European- acquired snow driving talents I had no fears. I got on the roads in the heavy, rock solid Mercedes and slowly made progress before the new immigrants to the high country could make their usual three ring ice circus/traffic jam with their lack of winter driving skill. I got into Fitzsimons only to find that I was the only one to make it in and the outpatient clinic was closed. I had breakfast at the canteen and then worked with a few of the in-patients before going home myself.

Adele had replaced her anger with worry and was glad to see me safe. When she asked about Billy I told her the old joke about the homeless musician and said “One of the guys took us home to his girlfriend's place and she ended up replacing him with my nephew so I guess Billy's doing OK.” She gave me a look but didn't say anything.

To be continued...