Date: Tue, 01 Aug 2000 21:03:53 EDT From: Toni Podols 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. Look for Randi XXII in the near future! Please send comments and suggestions to my hotmail address: