Chapter 7
Fascinated, she watched along with everyone else, as Velma raised one of her legs high in the air. She was directly in front of Paul's jutting cock now, and it took only a second before she had succeeded in bringing the big head of his glorious prick into contact with her swollen cunt lips, leaving the living shaft directly lined up for its penetration of her cunt. Balancing herself precariously, she nimbly attempted the difficult task of climbing onto the huge tool. At first it slipped past the point she was trying to imbed it in, and she had to try again. Then, being patient, she tried once more, and this time she met with partial success. The onlookers were treated to the sight of the doorknob-sized head disappearing into Velma's moist hole. They heard the girl leader moaning loudly, and to a person could understand why. The girls resented her for taking such advantage, but had to admit to themselves that they would have done the same thing had they been in her unique position, and glued their attention to every breathtaking movement.
Velma delicately moved herself still further onto the head of Paul's cock, succeeding in burying still more of the meaty shaft deep inside her. Although the head and only three inches of the shaft had found a haven in her cunt, she had her legs spread grotesquely. Janet could almost imagine the totality of the sensations that Velma was experiencing, and wished with all her might that she was the one with the cock in her. Velma was lucky indeed, the girl thought to herself. Having a cock the size of that in her would, without a doubt, be the most wonderful feeling in the world.
By now there were several calls for Velma to take still more of the prick into herself. Some even suggested that she lay down on the mattress and let him fuck her straight on. Velma, being completely absorbed in the pleasure she was having, ignored them one and all. She merely continued to slowly move herself ever deeper onto Paul's beautiful prick. From the look of pure ecstasy on her face, there was no doubt that she would soon be experiencing her climax, even though Paul's joint wasn't completely in her yet. Janet wished that it would come quickly, and before Paul had exploded inside her. Then maybe she would have a chance to get that thing in her before the meeting was over. She desperately hoped so.
Velma was gently rocking back and forth on the sex organ implanted firmly between her legs. Her breathing was shallow, and came in a series of short gasps, rather than evenly spaced. She was fucking the big cock for all she was worth, savoring such delight as she had never known before; savoring it for all it was worth. Holding onto it for as long as possible, and letting it finally drift past her, she let the wonderful sensations of passionate heat engulf her and carry her along a twisting path of hedonistic pleasure; until at last she was raised up on the crest of a tidal wave of ardent voluptuousness and sent crashing into despotism.
Bending his knees slightly, Paul too was cooperating in his public demonstration of fucking. With each forward movement, Velma would make toward him, he would simultaneously push forward with his hips at the same time, thus insuring her of getting maximum penetration. It was with astonished awe that everyone watched the giant prick begin to disappear more and more into Velma's love hole. Although it didn't seem possible, it appeared as if she was going to be able to take the entire thing in her. Outwardly, she was showing no signs of fatigue, and nothing in the way she was pushing herself forward, and accepting still more and more of the cock indicated that she was anywhere near full. Still deeper and deeper did Paul's cock go, and even Janet swallowed hard as she realized how far in Velma it actually was. She stared at the sight with wide-eyed amazement.
Now, almost ten full inches of the huge cock meat were into her by now, and at last she began to show some signs that she was getting full. A slight twinge of discomfort etched itself on her face as Paul inched himself forward again, and she twitched slightly.
To compensate for it, she adjusted her stance, and a little more of his cock disappeared into her crevice. When Paul withdrew slightly before making another slash at her, his organ glistened wetly in the light. Paul continued to inch forward and this time another inch of his meat found entrance. No sooner had that disappeared than still more of his meat found haven in the warm haven of lust that Velma was willingly providing for it. Then Velma's voice found itself and she cried out, her face contorting at the same time. She was finally full, and could take no more. The crowd could see that Paul still hadn't succeeded in getting it all in her.
Janet for one had been surprised that she had been able to take as much as she had. The ten huge inches that were in her cunt now caused her to look terribly stretched, and the sight was almost gruesome in appearance. Her widely expanded cunt gaping open with the short hilt of the intruder still visible at the opening was more than Janet could have taken. She couldn't help turning away from the spectacle in front of her. She was so hot that she just had to find some form of relief. Looking around, she spied Big Bob sitting on the side, and the look on his face clearly indicated that he wasn't too happy at being deposed from the throne as the biggest cock in the club. Janet went to him, still feeling that she owed him something for his saving her asshole for her earlier.
Sitting down beside him, she quickly reached over and felt of his prick. It was hard and ready for action. She smiled at him when he looked at her in amazement. His attention had been totally devoted to what was going on in the center of the room, and he had not noticed her when she sat down beside him. Feeling her put her hot hand on his enlarged prick made him feel better. When he saw who was doing it, he felt even better. Maybe she wasn't such a bad kid after all, he thought to himself. He reached out and slipped his hand up under her dress. Her cunt was very hot and moist, just as he had expected it to be, and the touch and feel of it made his already erect prick give a start. He was ready and he wanted to fuck. Janet would do just fine as far as Big Bob was concerned, especially when he remembered that he hadn't fucked her in the cunt before. He was still attracted to the girl, and had watched the way she enjoyed getting her ashes hauled with interest. The only reason he had agreed to lay off her was because of Sharon, and from what Karen had done to her he became convinced that she was an alright girl.
Lifting her easily, he pulled her dress up and exposed her cunt. Janet, in the meantime, had succeeded in freeing his cock and it now jutted upward from his sitting position to point accusingly at her. When she saw that Big Bob was pulling her back onto it even as he sat there, she felt a tinge of fear that he might try to cram it up her ass again. She struggled for a moment as this fear too hold, but his firm grasp of her prevented her from breaking away. Realizing then why she had suddenly begun to struggle, Big Bob pulled her head close to his and whispered in her ear that she was not to worry. He only intended to let her sit down on it, with her hot cunt as the target. That was what Janet had wanted in the first place, and she stopped struggling. This way, she could ride up and down on it to her heart's content and still be fully in charge of how far it went into her cunt. Even if Big Bob would be the second cock in the club now, he still wasn't anything to be sneezed at.
After hearing what he had planned, and being still greatly in his debt for having delivered her ass from further punishment earlier, Janet felt her face blush hotly. She had deeply misjudged him and she was sorry. Eager to make amends, she quickly climbed on top of his extended cock and let the huge thing find easy access to her hold. She felt the wonderful feeling of having it slip into her. Lower and still lower she allowed herself to fall onto it until she could feel the fullness quickly enveloping her. She glanced around briefly, and was greeted with the sight of most of the others in the room engaging in similar acts of lustful, satisfying actions. Some were doubling, and even tripling up. One of the girls, with a cock in each hand, and one boy's hand under her dress and apparently in her cunt, with still another boy gently massaging her aching breast was happily sucking still another boy's hard prick. Just as Janet looked at them, the boy getting the blow-job shot his come and yelled loudly. The girl's mouth worked feverishly to get all she could.
Even though she was deeply concerned with the feelings inside herself, Janet couldn't help hearing the loud cry of arduous lust that came from Velma. She was holding onto Paul's shoulders now and as she would reach to the heights of joy, tried to impale herself still further onto his ominous war club. Being unable to stand it, she had nonetheless succeeded in getting at least one more inch of cock meat into her hot pussy, and in spite of her heat, was crying out her torment. Paul, in the meantime, his knees still bent, was working his hips into her with a savagery born of desire. His face was still blindfolded, but it was clear from the expression that was partly visible, that he was only a few strokes away from satisfaction himself. In spite of the growing feeling of being boiling inside, Janet watched with fascination as he continued to fuck rapidly into Velma's hot pussy with his hard cock. She wanted desperately to watch his face at the exact moment he let go of his flood of come into Velma's burning hole.
In almost the next instant, she was granted her wish. His face muscles tightening perceptively, he opened his mouth in a soundless yell of pleasure/pain. Then, lunging into Velma's cunt more passionately then before, he couldn't control himself any longer, and reached for her. His hands found her hips and pulled her into him with a mighty jab. Still more of the unearthly cock went deep inside Velma. So agonizingly wonderful was it, that Velma screamed horribly, but no effort whatsoever to get the terrible thing out of her. She herself had tried to do the same thing and been unable to, and now that Paul had succeeded instead, she wasn't about to be cheated out of her ecstasy.
Paul was pumping into her frantically now, and Janet could see the big vein at the bottom of his prick jerking spasmodically. He is shooting it off in her, Janet realized, and wished for all the world that it was her cunt on the receiving end of that hot milk. Then the speed with which she rode the more than adequate cunt tickler in her own cunt, increased and she felt the impending surge of her come fast approaching. She could tell that her partner was almost there also, his breathing having become harder and deeper. Also, he had placed his hands on her hips, and was pulling her down onto him much harder than he had been doing before. The thought of what was about to happen to them both, coupled with the sight of the big cock shooting off stream after stream of pearly nectar into Velma's hot cunt, brought Janet to the brink, and then pushed her over.
As the first drops began to secrete from the walls of her cunt, Janet felt the first hot jet of Big Bob's come juice explode in her. Bouncing up and down on his prick faster and faster than ever, she cried out her release. No one turned to watch this time, however. All eyes were closely tied to the more imposing drama unfolding in the middle of the room. So much come had the two poured out into Velma's cunt, that most of it had escaped, and with her legs so wildly spread and raised the way they were, the thick cream was running freely down the insides of her thighs. The sight of the hot juice running wild and being wasted that way only made Janet all that much hotter. She was pushing back onto Big Bob's prick as hard as she could now, determined not to miss a single tingling sensation he had to offer her, and equally determined not to let any of his milk go to waste.
The action in the middle of the room finally came to a halt and Paul's knees trembled from the exertion and passion he had experienced. He began withdrawing his wonderful organ, and Velma, having drained all the life from it, allowed it to go, but not without a slight look of disappointment that it was indeed over with. Once it was out, his meat hung, wet and limp, between his legs. Velma quickly let her dress fall back into place, thus hiding her just well-fucked cunt from sight. But so much of the come had run down her legs that the little river was still clearly visible. Velma walked over to a corner, and there taking a towel, began to clean herself up. The task completed, and her composure once more intact, she returned to her place at the table beside Ron; completely satisfied.
By now all the spectators had finished what they were doing and began to also resume then-places. The electric tension in the air began disappearing, and for once everyone seemed a little tired. It was small wonder considering how late it had become, and what they had all been doing the entire night. There wasn't a one of them that hadn't fucked at least two others in the group that night, and most of them had fucked at least three times. Some of the girls had done even more, when they could find a hard cock to stick up their hot little boxes, and the numbers of pricks that had been sucked dry were uncountable.
It almost seemed silly for Ron to have to ask, but he did. When he again called on a vote regarding Paul's pledging the club, there was one single loud roar of approval. Then Ron went through the boring routine of explaining all the rules to him. As he came to the end of the list, he asked if he understood everything. Paul said he did and pledged that he would do his best to abide by all the club rules. This done, they took off his blindfold, and welcomed him as a pledge.
Paul blinked for a moment or two in the strange newness of the light. He glanced around quickly, taking in the scene with one grinning look. Apparently liking what he saw, his grin turned to a smile to one and all. Steve stepped forward, and taking his friend by the arm, pulled him over to where he was sitting, after first asking if there were any further business to transact. Since there was none, it was alright for Paul to stay. But Ron had to make it official, so he asked, and got no reply.
No more business to go into, Ron called for a motion to adjourn. Immediately, he got it and a second to the motion. Quickly, he rapped the coke bottle on the table, and announced that that fucking meeting was over, and for everyone to get the hell out of there and go some place else. A few snickers answered him, but by and large everyone was too tired for anything else.
As the group broke up, some of them came to Janet and again welcomed her to the club. Still others, mostly the girls, went over to Paul and welcomed him as a pledge to the club, and indicated that they had something special in mind for them. The looks they gave him left little doubt exactly what it was they had in mind. He thanked them with a wide grin that showed a row of clean, even, beautiful teeth. Thinking of those teeth, Janet couldn't help wondering how they would feel nibbling at the tender folds of her hot cunt. She was determined to find out.
Just then Kenny came over and handed her a small envelope. Inside were several of the pictures that had been taken of her that night. Each one was different, and as Janet glanced through them, she once more experienced the thrill of what had happened to her. Unbelievable as it was, she felt herself getting wet again. Sharon came up as she was glancing through them, and since both of them were very tired, it was agreed that they would go straight home.
Most of the others also were on their way to the door, the fun and games of the night before beginning to take their toll. They had enjoyed themselves, but after all, one could take only so much of a good thing, and they had had plenty. As the girls passed Paul and Steve, Janet paused a moment to look at Paul. He was indeed a good-looking boy, she thought. Walking up to him, she introduced herself to him. She smiled at him and when he returned the smile she felt warm all over. She just couldn't wait to get him alone somewhere at school and command him to do what she wanted. He almost seemed to sense what she was thinking, for his smile took on a tint of outright amusement. Unexplainably, Janet found herself annoyed.
Steve again congratulated Janet on her successful entry into the club. At this, Paul's ears perked up and he inquired if this was her initiation night. She conceded that it was, feeling a little awkward, then pointedly reminded him that she was a full member now. As she talked, she made a point to get across that that meant she was his lord and master, as long as he was a pledge. Bowing exaggeratedly from the waist, Paul looked up at her and vowed that her every wish would be his command, pledge or no pledge. For some reason, the look in his eyes annoyed Janet even more, and she couldn't shake the feeling that he was making fun of her. Well, she thought to herself, just wait until I get you alone. I'll show you what happens to pledges who make fun of members. I'll make you do things you never even dreamed of, then we'll see how much you laugh.
All in all, she was sure she would enjoy her membership in the club.