Chapter 10
A couple of days later, Don arrived home from the office in exceptionally good spirits.
"Well, I've done it!" he whooped, and gave Jennifer a playful slap on the ass. "Everything's worked out. The next party will be right here, and we're going to have a couple of special guests. Wait until you see them."
"Tell me all about it," she said, as she sat down beside him on the sofa. She poured their drinks.
"I prowled the gay bars until I found a fairy who would do the job. Then I invited a girl from the office. She's known as the juiciest fuck in the steno pool. Those two are going to play husband and wife. Can you believe it?"
"It sounds like a strange combination. Will they be able to carry it off?"
"Don't worry. I've offered the fag a hundred dollars if he does a good job. He's an actor, anyway. Or so he said. And he isn't an obvious nance. Matter of fact, he's good-looking in a rugged way. The Rock Hudson type."
Jennifer lifted an eyebrow. "You sound as if you may be falling for him yourself."
"Oh, come on now." He winked. "I just might enjoy using my tallywhacker on that cute, blonde stenographer, though."
"And who've I got to amuse me?" his wife asked in apparent pique.
"Brower. Concentrate on him every minute you can. Try to show up Elizabeth."
"If I' recall correctly, she did a pretty good job of showing me up last time."
'That's why you have to go all-out this time. Don't give
Lizzie a chance to get close to the old man. Dig?"
"I'll try," she said. "But, listen-you don't expect Lyle to make a play for the fag right out in the open, do you?"
"Of course not. The fag's gonna make a play for him. He's gonna try to get Lyle interested in a subtle way, while we're all together in the living room. Then when the orgy's really roaring, hell invite Lyle to sneak off to a bedroom with him. That's when the real test comes. If Lyle goes, we've got him by the balls. Brower and I will break in on them and, baby, that'll be all she wrote!"
He laughed in anticipation and took a large swig of booze.
"Maybe we've got the wrong idea about Lyle," Jennifer said. "He fucked me as if he were enjoying himself."
"But didn't you see him the other night, licking my whang as I shoved it in and out of Magda? "
Maybe he was just licking her pussy, and your whang got in the way," Jennifer suggested.
"So what? A real man wouldn't have touched me. Why, that sonofabitch even sucked my balls!"
"Maybe you've got the right slant on him," Jennifer admitted.
"Damned right I have! Lyle's as queer as a Chinese peso. All we have to do is give him a good chance to prove it, and make sure Brower gets an eyeful."
"It's kind of a dirty trick."
"Yeah, but fun. Right?" He chuckled.
"Right, baby," Jennifer said, and snuggled up to her smart, swinging husband.
The memory of the other night's party had settled so sourly on Elizabeth's mind that she felt she had to do something to improve her outlook on life.
How nice it would be, for instance, if she could get together with June Stanley-just the two of them, alone somewhere, free to do anything and everything their little hearts desired.
The trouble was that she didn't know where June lived. She could only contact the young blonde at Brower's office. After thinking it over, Elizabeth decided to do it. June would be as eager as she for some girly fun, she felt certain.
She placed a call to June.
"Well hi, Elizabeth!" the secretary chirped. "It's so nice to hear from you."
"It would be ever nicer if the two of us could get together some place."
"You know, I've been thinking that myself," June said. 'Why don't you come down here?"
"To your office? But we can't..." The sentence died out. She didn't want to say too much on the phone.
"Oh, can't we? There's a big supply room on our floor, and people hardly ever go in there, except first thing in the morning. We can find a cozy corner behind some cabinets. There's even a couch we can wheel back there."
"June ...not on the phone!" Elizabeth whispered urgently.
The other girl chuckled. "Don't worry. Our switchboard operators are too busy to listen in, and there isn't a soul in my office now. When're you going to get here?"
"You're sure it's safe?"
"As safe as your very own bedroom," June promised. 'When can you get away?"
"Early afternoon's the best time. Brower usually takes a long lunch. How about one o'clock?"
"All right," Elizabeth said tensely. "I'll be there then."
After June hung up the telephone, she smiled to herself. As safe as Liz's very own bedroom? The supply room was hardly that! But it suited June perfectly. Ever since that first day in Brower's office, when she'd walked in while Elizabeth was sucking his cock-and a few minutes later, when he'd watched Elizabeth give her a luscious suck-off-June had been hung-up on the idea of watching and being watched during sex. The swap party with the Petersons had reinforced that fascination, but there's been no action since. Now she feared Brower might not invite her to another swap party. So, why not have her own, right on the executive floor of Brower Electronics, Inc.?
She didn't fear the loss of her job. She was in too solid with Brower for that to happen. And as for gossip in the office, who gave a shit about that? If Lyle Peterson could survive the red-hot gossip that had been circulating concerning his wife and him, she felt certain she could survive whatever the busybodies might say.
Anyway, people secretly envied those they whispered about in shocked tones. Most people's lives were so dull, they would give a left ball or a right tit, as the case might be, to have some sinful excitement.
Elizabeth, tingling with anticipation, left her home at a little after twelve and drove downtown. She parked and hurried to the Brower Building, arriving at just five minutes of one. By the time she reached June's office, on the top floor, it was almost one o'clock.
June was there. She smiled cheerily when Elizabeth walked in.
"Let me call one of the girls in the outer office," June said, "and get her to watch my desk."
"Is it safe to tell anyone you'll be away?" Elizabeth inquired.
"Don't worry," June said with a flutter of a hand. She picked up the telephone.
Five minutes later, she and Elizabeth were scurrying into the supply room, eager as a couple of children for a forbidden game. But they were grown-ups, and the game they had in mind was one of the most forbidden ones that adults could play.
They quickly moved the light couch behind a row of tall cabinets at the rear of the room. This was to give Elizabeth a false sense of security. Actually, the office girls were known to go back there frequently for a smoke and to share the latest gossip.
"Hurry up-let's get undressed," June said. "Yes," Elizabeth agreed. "Oh, I want to!" The women stood next to the couch, facing each other, as they removed their clothes. These they piled on two chairs. June's dress fluttered down, then Elizabeth's blouse and skirt. June didn't wear a bra, and it took her just a moment to whisk her panty hose and under briefs off. Elizabeth took longer to remove her bra, stockings, pants and garter belt. Finally they both were nude.
"Come here, you!" Elizabeth said huskily, and she took the slender, young blonde in her arms.
They kissed each other's mouths. Their tongues leaped and fluttered. June's firm little tits drilled into Elizabeth's larger, softer ones. They slid their hands down each other's backs to hold their partners' asses. Their fluffy mounds mingled, dark hair mixing with blonde.
As the kiss broke, Elizabeth said gaspingly, "I want to do everything with you today! Come on, let's get down on the couch."
"What do you want to do?" June teased. 'Tell me."
"Oh, you know. Just everything."
They settled down in snug embrace.
'Tell me," June said again. "I want to hear you say it."
"Well, first of all, I want to suck your breasts."
Elizabeth's hand tenderly cupped one of June's firm, little mounds.
"Call them titties," June said. "I like that"
"All right. I want to suck your titties."
"Ooooo!" she purred, writhing. 'Tell me more."
"I want to kiss you all over-your ears and eyes, your nose, your chin..."
"Get down to the good stuff," June said, and giggled.
"I want to kiss your little tummy," Elizabeth said, her voice husking up. "I want to lick your thighs. Then I want to get my face right down on your juicy, little snatch and... "
"Yes? Tell me!"
"I want to tongue it and suck it. I want to see how far I can shove my tongue up your twat."
June had urged her to talk for a special reason. She wanted to be sure that anyone who just happened to walk into the supply room would hear them and step back, behind the cabinets, to investigate. She got her wish very quickly.
The door of the supply room opened, and two girls entered. One was black-an exotic, sylph-like creature with large, dark eyes and skin like sweet milk-chocolate. Her name was Wilma Pool. Her friend was a young, Swedish blonde with long, straight hair and eyes the color the arctic seas. Her name was Sondra Johanson. Wilma was twenty-two, Sondra just eighteen.
They stopped perfectly still and listened when they heard the murmur of voices from behind the far cabinets. It wasn't the fact that they heard voices from there that attracted their special interest, but rather the tone of those voices, murmuring.
June asked, "Are you going to do anything else? Tell
"Yes," said Elizabeth. "I'm going to give you my cunt to kiss while I'm tonguing and sucking yours."
Wilma and Sondra stared at each other. Then they both grinned. They moved forward, soundlessly.
By the time they reached the corner of the block of cabinets and could peer around at the two women on the couch, Elizabeth had spread-eagled herself on top of June. The dark-haired woman was cupping one of June's little titties, forcing the pink nipple up, and licking it with her moist, rosy tongue.
"Ooooeeee!" Wilma breathed, as she took in the erotic sight.
"Man, are they swinging!" Sondra said. "Shall we join 'em? " Wilma whispered. "Why not? We can't all get fired."
The new arrivals moved forward, already starting to take off their clothes. June saw them and a sharp, new thrill went through her.
'We have company," she purred to Elizabeth.
The more mature woman looked up. She gasped when she saw the Negro girl and the fresh, young blonde, both smiling down at them and busily stripping.
"No!" Elizabeth cried. "God, no!"
"Relax," June said, and pulled Elizabeth's head back down to her breast "My titty needs some more licking."
"How'd you like to give those cute little titties a lick, Sondra baby? " Wilma asked, as she tossed off her blouse.
'They look tasty," Sondra admitted, and whisked her dress up, over her head.
The young blonde had a pair of world-beating knockers, only half-concealed by a lacy, white, low-cut bra. They were round, full and gorgeously erect. They didn't need a brassiere to support them, which Sondra immediately proved when she whipped the bra off and left them standing high, their plump, pink nipples sticking out and upward.
Wilma had smaller tits, and her nipples were the color of ripe plums.
Elizabeth's brain was ablaze with a strange mingling of passion and horror. Her lust for June was as strong as ever, and perhaps she was already measuring, subconsciously, the added possibilities that were presented by the newcomers to the game. But the newcomers frightened her. Suppose they talked. Suppose the talk got back to Brower. Suppose it destroyed Lyle's chances for the big promotion.
But she couldn't stop. She had to go on licking June's tit while the other girls stripped off their stockings and panties. June watched them and smiled.
"Baby, you got a good thing going!" said Wilma.
"There's always room for more," June replied.
The truth was that there wasn't room on the couch, but the new girls could kneel beside the couch and get in on the action. This was what they did.
Elizabeth felt a sharp, new thrill as Wilma began to flick her talented tongue along Elizabeth's spine. Sondra gazed down at June's pretty face and wanted to kiss it. She'd had that desire for other girls and never given in to it. Now she would!
She bent and brought her moist, soft lips into thrilling contact with June's. June responded warmly. They developed an immediate passionate suction as their lips parted. June's tongue rose into Sondra's mouth, and the younger girl played with it. Her pussy moistened.
So this was Lesbian love! Man, it was the greatest!
Elizabeth backed up atop June, and moved one of her knees, to place it between June's. She arched herself to kiss June's smooth, straight tummy. Wilma reached between the two girls and gripped one of Elizabeth's full, dangling knockers. She worked the tit deftly, bringing new excitement to Elizabeth. At the same time, Wilma's kissing proceeded downward to the vicinity of Elizabeth's wide, white, billowing ass.
Trembling with excitement, Sondra slid her mouth from June's, gliding it down over her chin, along her graceful throat to a titty, which her hand squeezed upward. Sondra licked the lovely little nipple all over, then began to suck daintily at the nub.
Wilma kissed one of Elizabeth's round, soft buttocks.
Office-boy Rick Powers was thrilled by the contrast of chocolate brown on white as he peeked around the supply cabinets. He was stoked by everything he saw, in fact: Sondra's delightful ass, aimed his way; Elizabeth's suspended tits, one of which Wilma was squeezing; June's cute, little boobs sticking up, one being sucked by Sondra.
Rick's cock was rapier-stiff in his clothes. He wanted to get in on the action, but he was afraid. Maybe this was just a girl thing. Maybe all of them would turn on him. But even if they didn't, somebody was sure to walk in. Would he want somebody watching him while he screwed around with the girls? And if they all got in trouble, would it cost him his job?
These unanswerable questions swirled through his lust-inflamed mind as his prick throbbed harder and harder and his eyes bugged at the delicious scene in front of him.
Wilma moved around, behind Elizabeth, and gazed with delight at the plump, hair-covered cunt that was on display as the Swede straddled June's leg and hunched to kiss around her middle. Wilma began licking upward, along one of Elizabeth's pale, full thighs. Her skin was tasty. Wilma's head grew light as she neared the prize.
One of June's slim thighs was in the clear. This was the one nearer to Sondra. The younger girl gripped June's knee, lifted it and aimed it outward. She bent and began to lick upward along the soft, warm, thigh slope.
Suddenly Elizabeth backed up, so she could capture Jane's cunt before that young snip with the long, golden hair got to it This caused Elizabeth's cunt to smack into Wilma's face.
The black girl said, "Mmmmm!" and proceeded to lick the furry box greedily.
Those tongue strokes were like leaping flames to Elizabeth. Her cunt got hotter and hotter. It dribbled more. Wilma slurped up the tasty juice and swallowed it. She dug her eager tongue deeper and deeper into the quim.
Elizabeth's mouth landed on June's pussy, which the latter tilted upward in eager anticipation.
Sondra found she couldn't lick any higher on June's thigh, so she returned to her tits. But, by then, June wanted something more exciting.
"Straddle my neck," she told the younger blonde. Sondra was thrilled, and immediately complied. June discovered that Sondra, in addition to being younger, was also blonder than herself. She was a real golden girl-on the bottom as well as on top. The fluff on her pussy was of a beautiful pale, silken quality, and there was quite a lot of it.
June eagerly dug into that young, sweet cunt, fluttering her tongue and wiggling her lips. She reached up and squeezed Sondra's titties.
All this was too much for Rick; he couldn't just stand and watch. He had to get in on the fun. By then his prick was so hard and full of blood that it ached.
He rushed into view and began to pull his clothes off. "Rickie!" squealed Sondra, who was the first to see him. She stopped grinding her cunt against June's mouth, but she didn't make any silly attempt to cover her tits. He'd already gotten an eyeful, and it looked as if he were going to get a lot more than that!
Wilma raised her face from Elizabeth's box. Cunt juice glistened on her light brown skin.
"Come on, Rick baby, get in here with us," Wilma invited, for she was a switch-hitter, as were all the others.
June was rather pleased to have this young, good-looking stud join the action. Elizabeth was more frightened than ever, and yet more passion-inflamed, also. What could she do?
Rick had already tossed off his shirt. Then he peeled his slim slacks down and kicked them away, together with his loafers. His white. Jockey briefs were stretched absurdly out of shape by the super-stiff condition of his pecker. The girls gazed at that.
"Oh, get that big cock out! "Wilma demanded.
He gladly did so, yanking his briefs down and letting his young, very virile prick snap out and upward, quivering. It was bare-headed. His balk were drawn up, taut, at its base.
Sondra gazed at it and wasn't sure which was best-to have a stiff dick like that stroking in her cunt, or to have her cunt licked and sucked by the likes of June. There was a place for both thrills in this world, she supposed.
Elizabeth bowed her head into June's crotch again. This was partly motivated by the simple desire to hide, much as an ostrich buries its head in the sand. Also like an ostrich, Elizabeth's ass was stuck up in the air.
Wilma, torn momentarily between an urge to fuck the white boy's prick and the desire to resume licking Elizabeth's pussy, decided to finish first things first. Anyway, she wasn't sure how Rickie felt about dark meat-maybe he wouldn't want to fuck her. So she resumed licking Elizabeth's luscious cunt, gliding her red tongue in and out between the rosy, slick folds of pussy flesh.
Rick stood for a moment uncertainly, not quite knowing what to do with his big, hard prick, now that he'd bared it. June smiled at him and reached out. Her cool, soft fingers curled around his cock.
"Man, you're hung!" she said. Then she buried her mouth in Sondra's strawberry pudding once more and enjoyed that with her lips and tongue while she held the young man's pecker.
This was a thrill for Rick, but he wanted something more than just having a girl hold his cock in her hand Before him were four very fuckable babes, and he was anxious to start fucking!
Mainly, he wanted to make sure he got his prick into at least one of those pussies before somebody with some authority showed up on the scene and broke up the wild, swinging game.
Rick didn't care a hell of a lot where he started. Sure, if he'd had his choice and everything else was equal, he would have picked Sondra. She was the youngest and the curviest of the group. Man, look at the tits on her!
But she was astride June's neck, feeding her little blonde twat to that chick, and this made her unavailable, unless Rick were to drag her off the couch. He wasn't quite that aggressive. The most accessible of the four females was the one he chose first-Wilma.
There wasn't a bigoted bone in Rick's body, and that applied particularly to his cock. He'd ogled some young, black babes on television that he'd longed to screw. And Wilma, though she wasn't as curvy as she might have been, had drawn his admiring glance more than once.
Now that he had his chance to sink his eager prick into her, he didn't hesitate. He got down on his knees behind her, while she tongued Elizabeth's pussy. Gripping his hard-on in his fist, he wiggled it up and down her ass crack.
She stopped kissing Elizabeth and grinned at him over her smooth, brown shoulder.
"Stick it in there, white boy!" she said. "But make sure you get the right gate. I don't think my asshole could handle a bone as long and stiff as yours."
Rick wasn't an asshole man, anyway. Pussies turned him on. He found Wilma's moist vagina with the tip of his cock, and he threw his hips forward, sinking his glans and at least half his shaft into her in one thrust. A giddiness took over his brain. Christ, but black snatch felt good!
He began to fuck it vigorously. Wilma twisted and thrust backward at him, taking in more and more of his cock on each successive thrust. At the same time, she kept tonguing and sucking at Elizabeth's bearded clam.
Sondra was fairly hopping against June's mouth by now, her titties bouncing up and down as June tongued her to perfection, stroking her hot little clit like it had never been stimulated before.
Elizabeth had her entire mouth within the folds of June's! cunt and was sucking wildly while she tongued the spasming inner hole.
Charley McGraw, a big Black who was called "Whang" by some of his envious male friends (plus a considerable number of women who'd had the immense, good fortune of sampling his eight-inch prick), breezed into the supply room from the mimeograph department, where he worked.
Right away, his experienced nose smelled fucking in the air.
A big grin split his ebony-colored face, and he ambled to the rear of the room where the action was.
"Man, that's boss!" he said, when he saw young Rick Powers screwing Wilma while she sucked Elizabeth, who sucked June while the latter pleasured choice, young Sondra in a similar way.
His gigantic cock swelled and poked forward hard against the interior of his clothes. He too began to strip.
The suckers and fuckers were all too excited to even pause in their frenzied copulations by this time. Only Sondra even looked at Whang. Her eyes went wide.
When he pulled off his shorts and let his pile-driver prick spring to full, stiff extension, Sondra knew she would have to have that pecker. And she wanted it right now!
She scrambled off June and flopped onto the bare floor, next to the couch.
"Fuck me, man!" she implored Whang, spreading her legs wide.
In all his fucking days, Whang had never ogled such a tempting target. He'd had his share of hot women, both white and black, but this was real prime stuff-young, fair, and golden blonde. The curls that bordered her juicy, pink cunt were the color of butter. Her tits soared straight up from her chest, thrusting their rosy nipples at the sky.
"Ooooh, shit!" Whang exclaimed with ecstatic anticipation, and he dropped onto his knees between the lush, firm thighs of the young white girl.
He palmed her titties first, covering them with his big, black hands. He shook them up and down and rolled them on her chest.
"Stick it into me!" she cried. "I want your mean old cock!"
"Baby, you're gonna get my cock," he growled. "You're gonna get all the mean, black cock your little cunt can take!"
"I want it now!" she demanded.
June watched, her own passion soaring, as Whang hand-aimed his huge prick into Sondra's tender orifice.
Then, after the tip of his pecker was well embedded there, he lowered himself fully against her, sinking his cock inch by excruciating inch into Sondra's slick, small pussy, stretching it and filling it with more throbbing manhood than that young chick had ever before possessed.
Sondra whined, then yelped, then bit her hand, but she wouldn't have asked Whang to stop for anything. This was great! Man, this was the grooviest!
Grunting with pleasure as he grinned down at her. Whang pulled his big prick nearly out of her pussy and pressed it into her again. This time it went even deeper. "Oooh!"she exclaimed. "Like it, baby?" the black man asked. "Love it!" she panted. "Ooh, fuck me .. .fuck meeee!" He withdrew and plunged, withdrew and plunged, setting up a rhythm as his baloney-cock drove deeper and deeper into the young blonde's tender depths.
Rick saw this as he screwed hell out of Wilma's backward-thrusting snatch. June kept watching, also. But Wilma and Elizabeth kept their heads down, busily eating pussy. Elizabeth knew someone else had entered, but she assumed they weren't making trouble. She only hoped all this would end before somebody blew a whistle.
June was about to come. The sight of Whang fucking Sondra-and from her angle June could actually watch his thick, black pole stroking between the little pink lips of Sondra's cunt-had added to the excitement of Elizabeth's mouth on her quim, and she was about to blow her ever-loving bird!
Elizabeth was tremulously close to a climax. Wilma wasn't quite that far along, because Rick wasn't stropping her clit as intensely as she would have liked. That was the trouble with dog-style screwing!
When she felt Elizabeth's juicy twat quiver in orgasm, she gave it a couple of final licks, then said over her shoulder to the youth who was screwing her, "Pull out, man, and let me get on top of you!"
That sounded great to Rick, so he withdrew his wet, red prick and let it bounce in the open air. Wilma quickly twisted around. By the time the young white man was stretched out on his back, she was ready to hop aboard. She did so, taking his stiff dick all the way up, into her meat grinder.
She went to town, rotating and bobbing her hot cunt around him, and bearing forward so that her clit felt all the action.
"Ooh, wow!" she yelled. "That's the way, white boy! What a stiff pecker you ve got!
Praise like that, from a woman who obviously knew her peckers as well as Wilma did, stoked Rick's fire, and he banged his prick upward into her with all his might while she went wild atop it.
Elizabeth woozily climbed off June, who also was sated by this time. They sat side by side on the couch and watched Whang screw Sondra while Wilma bobbed and weaved her lithe, brown form astride Rick.
"God!" Elizabeth said. "Oh, God! Look what we started."
"Yeah," June purred, gazing at the fucking with fascination. "It's a wild scene, huh?"
"I guess that's the word for it," Elizabeth agreed, feeling too weak now to try to halt the proceedings. She only hoped somebody else wouldn't walk in.
As she continued to stare at the big black man who was driving his super-sized pecker in and out of Sondra, a new hope arose in her mind: I want to get some of that cock!
June gazed enviously at Rick. She'd always kind of had die hots for him. She wasn't sure whether there'd be much
Swap at the Top left of him, though, after Wilma finally let him go. June watched Wilma's dark cunt bobbing and twisting around his dick.
"Ooh, I'm getting it!" Sondra yelled, as Whang humped her to the very edge of orgasm. He was pumping his prick in and out of her at a merry rate now, the big dong sinking all die way on each plunge.
"Go, baby!" he growled. "Come your cocoa. Blast off for daddy!"
"Keep fucking!" she shrilled. "Ooh, man! Oooh, Jesus! Wowwwww!"
She came, her cunt spasming and bobbing out of control as Whang kept driving his thick cock in and out of it Her tits hopped crazily, their stiff nipples doing loop-the-loops.
When she'd calmed down, he pulled his huge prick out of her with a wet, sucking sound. It swung back and forth, still as stiff as ever.
"Well, ladies, who's next?" he grinned. Wilma and Rick were moaning and grabbing at each other as their hips bounced spastically. They were having a luscious, double come.
"I want it!" Elizabeth said to Whang, and she practically pushed June off the couch as she scrambled around to spread out on the vinyl.
"Okay, mama," Whang said, and got up to move to the couch, his awesome tool bobbing in continued full erection. "Who're you, anyway? I ain't seen you around here before."
"Never mind," she said. "Just screw me!" "Baby, it'll be a pleasure.
He got down on his knees on the couch and, with one mighty thrust, jammed his thick cock all the way up her hick-hole.
"Ooooooooh!" she bellowed.
"Come on, now," Whang growled pleasantly, his black face gazing down at hers. "You got a big enough cunt to handle all I've got, and then some."
She couldn't speak. She just panted.
He began to fuck her, stroking in and out, in and out, pressing her womb each time he plunged his immense pecker in. She started moving with him.
"That's the way, mama," he said, as he leaned on one elbow and gripped a tit with his other hand. "Gimme a lotta action."
She screwed energetically with him and got a greater charge than any man had ever given her before. This was even better than with Brower.
Rick, June, Wilma and Sondra entangled themselves on the floor. June went down on Rick's cock, sucking it wildly as she twiddled his nuts. She wanted to get him up as quickly as she could. Wilma gripped June's trim little ass and went to work on her pussy with a slurping, fluttering tongue. Sondra snuggled down between Wilma's brown thighs and licked her cunt while Rick gripped her juicy-firm tits and squeezed them.
Whang and Elizabeth nearly broke the flimsy couch before they fucked each other to a thrilling, mind-blowing orgasm. When Whang's thick, hot cream leaped from the end of his pumping prick and pooled inside her, Elizabeth's ecstatic cunt convulsed around him, sucking at his shaft. He spurted and spurted. Wave after wave of luscious warmth went through her. She nearly passed out.
June had restored Rick's cock to thrusting stiffness by this time, and she pulled him atop her. He gazed a bit wistfully at the younger and more curvaceous Sondra as he began to screw June. It wasn't that he felt he had grounds for complaint-but shit, he wanted to ball Sondra before this was over, if he could.
Meanwhile, Wilma had drawn Sondra into a snuggly sixty-nine. The white girl and black girl lapped each other's steamy, slick, pink cunts as they lay on their sides, gripping each other's ass. While Rick screwed June, he managed to reach over and clamp a hand around one of Sondra's bobbing tits. He squeezed it in a rhythm which was identical to that of his cock in June's pussy.
"Oooh, give it to me! "June cried, gripping his shoulders so hard that her nails nearly broke his flesh. Her cunt surged up to encompass all of his prick, each time he thrust it into her.
She was a wet, warm fuck, and he enjoyed her very much, especially when she lifted her legs over his back and began to bang his flanks with her heels. He humped harder and harder. She came just before he did. Her hot little cunt pulsated around him as his prick spewed forth the second load of cream his balls had manufactured.
He hoped he wasn't yet through.
But, by then, Wilma and Sondra were heaving together, climaxing at the end of a suckingly successful sixty-nine. And Rick didn't have a prayer for getting his cock up again right away.
He would have waited, and Whang was willing, too, but the girls decided they'd better get back to work before someone came looking for them. Elizabeth heaved a sigh of relief, which was also a sigh of deep gratification.
She'd gotten more than she'd bargained for today, and it had been the-greatest!
She drove home to greet her children when they got out of school.
"Hi, mom. Anything new happen today? "