Reel Old Timers – Part 2

Title: Throbbing Memories: A Classic Vintage Tale of Lustful Brunettes and Hairy Treasures

Filthy fingers tracing languidly along the well-worn videotape, he shuddered in anticipation. With trembling hands, he slid the reel into the vintage projector, its whirring an aphrodisiac symphony to his ear. The faded purposely filming, depicting playful co-eds in a bygone era, flickered to life on the slashed screen. His hungry eyes devoured every nuanced detail.

“Welcome back, boys,” the buxom brunette cooed, batting her long lashes at the camera. “Did you miss me as much as you missed this?” Giggling mischievously, she drifted her fingers down to the tantalizing temptations between her legs. “I call dibs on Tim,” she called over her shoulder to her equally alluring girlfriend lounging messily on the threadbare couch.

The camera panned over to focus on the studly young man spreadeagled on the vintage chesterfield, his throbbing manhood standing at rigid attention. “It’s all yours, babe,” he growled sexily, running a calloused hand through his tousled hair. “But don’t hog him all to yourself.”

The brunette sank to her knees on the nubby brown carpet, reaching out to trail feather-light fingers up the rigid length of her lover. She circled her thumb, ever-so-gently, around the engorged tip, retracting sticky drops of pre-cum. “Mm, so ready for me,” she purred, flicking her tongue out to lap it up.

With a wanton moan, she engulfed his thick cock entirely into the warm wet of her eager mouth, taking him deep into her tight throat. “Christ, Bec,” Tim groaned, fisting his hands in her silky brunette locks as he bucked his hips to meet her ministrations. “You tease me so good …”

His vocabulary dissolved into incoherent grunts of pleasure as she swirled her tongue along the ridged underside of his shaft before tracing the vein leading back to his testes. The other brunette sauntered over languidly, her finger lodging its tip in Tim’s mouth. “Suck it, baby,” she ordered breathily. “Get it nice and wet for this.”

Hiking her miniskirt up higher on her hips, she swung a leg over to straddle him, rolling her skimpy panties to the side. She grinded her naked pussy enticingly along his saliva-slicked length, the slick heat of her arousal dripping down him. “I want him inside me, Becca,” she whined desperately. “Please, I can’t wait any longer!”

Tim groaned around his partner’s finger as she sucked it deep, the pressure building inside him intensifying. Beatrice – Becca to her friends – released his cock with an audible pop, crawling up to claim his mouth in a torrid kiss, sliding her tongue past his lips. She bit his lip, hard. “I’m not ready to share this big boy yet,” she pouted.

Her fingers found his nipples, pinching and rolling them between her fingers as she continued relentlessly laving his cock with her tongue. “No fair,” her girlfriend whined again, still grinding on him as she fingered her own pussy to a feverish pitch. “Let’s show the boys what real satisfaction is, Bec.”

The brunettes moved as one, Bianca now on her hands and knees straddling Tim’s head as Becca returned to worshipping his cock. “Taste this thick honey,” Becca winced, scooping slick arousal directly from Bianca’s rarely-waxed folds onto her waiting tongue. Tim moaned into Bianca’s dripping slit, his own fingers digging into the plush cheeks of her ass.

The screen illuminated, highlighting the contrast between Becca’s light salt-and-pepper pubic apex and her girlfriend’s more au-naturale auburn nest. Tim’s Harlotesses tugged at his throbbing meat, stroking it in tandem as they swapped sticky orally pleasuring kisses.

The camera zoomed in, dwarfing Becca’s skilled fingers playing over Tim’s turgid cockhead, tapping and pinching his frenulum as she alternated thrusting the entire length into the cavern of her hot wet throat. Bianca whined above him, smearing her copious arousal over his face as she rode his probing tongue in undulations. His lips wrapped around the throbbing bud of her clit, suckling hard as he thrust two fingers deep into her clenching passage.

Their steady dual stimulation was too much for the virile young man to sustain. He could feel his balls drawing up tight, the pressure building higher and higher as the girth of his shaft grew. His moans were intensifying, his bucking hips growing more erratic as he teetered on the brink of climax.

“Cum for me, baby,” Becca encouraged, her voice as silken as her plugging fingers vibrating along his spasming balls. “Give it all to me …” Bianca sobbed out her own completion, grinding her sodden cunt savagely into Tim’s straining face, his eyes rolled back in ecstasy as his hot seed pulsed, spurt by spurt, onto Becca’s waiting tongue and into her welcoming mouth.

The brunettes made an enthusiastic production of swallowing every drop and licking their fingers clean. “Not bad boys,” Becca purred, laying her head on Tim’s chest and scratching his pepper chest hair. “I think we wore him out.” “About time,” Bianca teased, shifting to lay intimately along his side.

The чего visa con carita of the two voluptuous co-eds draped over him post-coitol glowing in the flickering light projecting the scenario, Tim felt his cock already twitching and coming back to life to the thought of what was next on the agenda for this vintage set.