Chapter 7
Sally was still lying on the couch, thinking about how good Donnie's fat cock had felt as it slipped in and out of her cunt, when she heard her brother's car glide into the driveway.
George and Cathy came into the living room and sat down, pleasantly tired out. They told Sally what a nice time they had had at the party. They said all the people there were very nice and friendly. They talked about what the people had worn and related a few of the wittier things that had been said.
Cathy offered to make coffee for the three of them, but George said that he was tired and wanted to go to bed.
"How about you, Sally?" Cathy asked
"Well, if you feel like staying up, I'd like to have coffee with you."
"Good," said Cathy, and as she went to make the coffee, George said good night to both women and went upstairs.
Sally followed Cathy into the kitchen, and sat at the table while the other woman began preparing a pot of coffee.
"Sounded like you had a great time at the party tonight," Sally said. She wanted to pursue the topic, because she felt there was more to the party than they had told her. "Were all the people there old friends," Sally asked, "or did you just meet some of them?"
"Oh, we've known them all for quite a while," Cathy said. "We're all really close friends. Every now and then, though, one of us brings someone to a party that no one else has met. I think you might enjoy coming around and meeting our friends sometime. I know they'd be glad to meet you."
Sally detected a note of lust in Cathy's voice. Her suspicions were being confirmed.
"Just what do you do at these parties?" Sally asked. "Do you just sit around and talk, or play cards or something?"
"Well," said Cathy slowly, "we do talk a lot, and then we play certain games, but not cards," she said with a glint in her eye and a sly smile.
"Uh-huh. Sounds like an orgy to me," said Sally in'a tone that suggested she might be joking.
"Oh, no, not an orgy ... exactly," she added teasingly.
"Well then what, exactly?" Sally asked determinedly.
"Well, George said I'm not supposed to tell you," said Cathy.
"Oh, George is such a stick in the mud. He always has been," Sally said.
"You're right ... he is," Cathy said and began to laugh.
Sally joined in the laughter.
"I had my suspicions, and now they're confirmed," Sally laughed.
Cathy brought over the pot of coffee and two cups, and the two women sat at the table across from each other.
"I'd really like to know more about it," Sally said more seriously.
"Well," said Cathy, "actually it's just a simple switching-type party. After sitting' around, telling jokes and having a few drinks, everyone picks a partner for a little fucking and sucking."
"Hmmm, that sounds like a lot of fun," said Sally.
This news, although not exactly surprising to Sally, did make her very horny. As she felt the warmth of her juices oozing from her insatiable pussy, she began looking at the woman opposite her with obvious lust.
"Tell me," Sally said seriously, "do you ever make it with any of the other women at these parties?"
"No," said Cathy, "the men would probably be very jealous if we did."
Sally could sense disappointment in Cathy's voice, and knew that this bitch enjoyed a juicy cunt as much as she did a fat hard cock.
"I'll bet at least some of the women at these parties would love to get their hands on your beautiful body," Sally said as she looked lustfully at her sister-in-law's firm tits bulging from the top of her dress.
"Well, there are certainly some women there that I'd like to get into bed with," Cathy admitted.
This was just what Sally had been waiting for, and she was anxious to let Cathy know she was interested in the same thing. Sally got up and put her empty cup on the counter and walked over to the other woman. She put her hand on Cathy's shoulder in an affectionate manner and said, "I've been wanting to get my hands on you since I first saw you come into the room this evening."
Cathy looked up with a warm smile. "I've been thinking of you all evening," she said as she stood up.
The two women were standing face to face, a few inches from each other. Sally put her arms around Cathy's waist and pulled her tightly against her own body. Their lips came together in a heavy kiss. Cathy was the first to put her tongue into the other woman's mouth and rotate it around and around Sally's tongue. Their heavy tits pressed warmly against each other.
Cathy pushed Sally gently away and said, "Wait here. I'll go make sure George is asleep, and change into something more comfortable."
She disappeared, leaving Sally waiting passionately for her to return. She could taste the other woman's saliva in her mouth. Her breath came in short, deep pants and her body was tense with anticipation. She clutched her own tits and massaged them vigorously. In a few minutes Cathy reappeared. Sally looked at her and could hardly keep from jumping on the sexy chick like a starving tiger. Cathy had changed into a sheer short nightgown. Her huge tits showed clearly through the thin material, and Sally noticed her firm, dark-brown nipples.
Cathy had a narrow waist and a flat smooth stomach. Her hips were wide, and in the middle of the white expanse of her belly, Sally could see the dark triangle of Cathy's muff.
"He's asleep," said Cathy as she walked quickly over to Sally and, taking her hand, led her into the den. Cathy turned on a small lamp that bathed the room in a soft light.
It was a small room, very nicely furnished. There was .a soft carpet on the floor, and some very comfortable-looking couches and chairs. The two women stood in the middle of the room and embraced once again. Their open mouths came softly together in a warm, wet, passionate kiss. Sally pulled Cathy's short nightgown up over her soft white ass and ran her fingers up the silken smooth crack between Cathy's cheeks. Suddenly Cathy stood back a few steps and pulled her nightgown over her head and threw it on the floor. She stood there naked for Sally's inspection. Sally liked what she saw. Without her nightgown, Cathy's tits looked even bigger and firmer. Even though they were big and must have weighed quite a bit, they didn't sag at all. They were each capped with a dark, puckered nipple. Sally looked down at her sister-in-law's pussy patch. The hair was curly and thick, and Sally couldn't wait to bury her face in the lush growth.
Cathy sat down, on the couch behind her, and slouched down in a very girlish pose. Her chin rested on her chest, and her legs were open slightly. Sally could barely make out the dark crack between the woman's white thighs.
"Take your clothes off," said Cathy quietly. Sally began unbuttoning her blouse, and as she pulled it from her shoulders and tossed it on a chair, Cathy could see that Sally's tits were as nice as her own. Sally stripped off her pants and undies and stood before Cathy fully nude. Cathy held her arms up to Sally, and Sally sank down on the floor next to Cathy's long body.
Cathy put her arms around Sally's head and drew her face into the warm flesh of her big boobs. Sally sank her flushed face between the warm mounds, and breathed in the feminine odor that rose from Cathy's lush body.
Sally began gently rubbing her lips and the tip of her tongue over the firm white tits, until her parted lips found Cathy's stiff nipple. She drew the nipple into her mouth and ran her tongue over and around the stiff little bud. While she sucked strongly on Cathy's delicious nipple, she ran her fingers down the firm stomach and into the tangle of kinky hair between her thighs.
Cathy's body tensed, and she spread her legs a little wider, enabling Sally to insert her fingertips into her pussy. Cathy's cunt felt hot and soaking wet to Sally's probing fingers, and as she sucked the nipple harder and harder, her fingers began to press deeper into the panting woman's sopping cunt. Sally's index finger found the hard little knot of Cathy's clit and brushed back and forth over it.
After teasing her clitoris for a while, Sally slid her little finger deep into Cathy's warm wet hole. Sally could hear low moans escaping from her mouth, and then she drew her legs apart as far as she could and up on the edge of the couch to open her crotch to Sally's skillfully massaging hand. Sally felt Cathy's hands suddenly on her head, pushing it softly down away from her throbbing tit, towards her steaming pussy.
Sally slid her head down the middle of the woman's- body, running her tongue along the smooth white flesh until she felt the woman's muff tickling her chin.
She could smell the delicately pungent odor of Cathy's boiling twat, and, plunging her face into the warmth of the wet cuntlips, she gave herself up to pure, wild lust. She poked her tongue up Cathy's cunt hole as far as she could, and moved it around and around in a spiral motion against the soft walls of Cathy's box.
Cathy held Sally's head tightly against her soaking crotch and ground her cunt against the other woman's hungry mouth. Sally sucked the hard clitoris into her mouth and rqlled it around between her tongue and her lips as hard as she could. She could hear Cathy's breathing become deeper and faster as she tried to keep from moaning too loud. She could feel the cunt pressed against her face, twitching and contracting as Cathy had a powerful orgasm.
Sally felt a tremor pass through the woman's body and then felt the body sink into a relaxed, jellylike mass. As Sally looked up into Cathy's face, Cathy could see her cunt juice shining on Sally's cheeks and chin. She pulled Sally up to her and pressed her wet face against her own in a hot kiss. Cathy could taste her juices in Sally's mouth. Cathy laid Sally down on the couch and firmly but gently spread her legs wide open. She looked down at Sally's gaping cunt with a smile of satisfaction on her face. She put her thumbs on the throbbing outer lips of this gorgeous pussy and spread them open. The sight of the pink folds within Sally's flowing cunt filled Cathy with excitement. She could see the clear hot juices running out of that gaping hole, down into the valley of Sally's ass, flowing over her brown puckered bung. While she held the cunt wide open, Cathy ran her fingertips over the gleaming pink flesh inside.
The light touch of Cathy's fingers in her cunt drove Sally wild with anticipation. She wanted to feel the other woman's tongue licking her box as hard as humanly possible, but she knew that would come in due time. As her body quivered with passion, Sally admired the skillful technique Cathy possessed. She wondered if Cathy was this skillful with George, and, if so, she envied her brother very much. She felt the other woman's fingers slowly become firmer in their explorations of her starving pussy, and as the fingers became more forceful, they probed deeper into the hole.
Sally began rotating her hips in an effort to meet the fingertips with the most sensitive parts of her cunt. Sally drew in a deep breath when she felt Cathy's long index finger slide slowly into her oozing hole, then withdraw. As the finger slipped back into her deep hole, Sally felt two fingers instead of onev As she slid it in and back out, Cathy spread her fingers and wiggled them around independently, giving Sally an unusually exquisite sensation.
Next, Sally felt three fingers all working independently as they slid along the hot, smooth walls of her box. The three fingers spread open, stretching the insides of the elastic twat, until Sally felt a small pang of pain along with the delicious sensations. Slight pain made her lust even more intense. She tensed and relaxed her cunt in an attempt to gobble up the whole hand that was probing into it.
While Cathy was occupying Sally's deep hole with one hand, she took the hot pearl that was Sally's clitoris between the thumb and index finger of her other hand. Sally felt her clit being rolled around gently between the experienced and clever -fingers. While two of Cathy's fingers were making themselves felt in Sally's velvet twat, a third finger began tickling her asshole. The finger would dart into the oozing cunt and back to the puckered little door. Sally realized that Cathy was expertly lubricating her asshole with juice from her cunt, and she would soon feel one of Cathy's strong slim fingers in her ass.
It wasn't long before she was proved right in her prediction. Cathy slid her ring finger firmly into the tight space of Sally's beautiful asshole. Sally completely submitted to the intense joy that filled her body. Her head rocked back and forth; her mouth was open and emitting desperate groans. The fingers on her clitoris were replaced by Cathy's hot lips and tongue, while she kept her other fingers working on Sally's twin holes.
While Cathy worked on Sally with one hand and her mouth, her other hand slipped into her own hungry cunt and began massaging it vigorously. Cathy wanted to catch up to Sally on her way to an orgasm, so she rubbed her hard clitoris fast and furiously. When she felt that they were both about thirty seconds away from coming, Cathy climbed on top of Sally's body with her face between Sally's thighs and her own crotch grinding down on Sally's waving mouth. As both women began licking each other's twats wildly, they each began to feel an orgasm welling up deep inside them. Soon they were both in the throes of a fantastically intense orgasm. When they had both come, they sat back up on the couch and fell into each other's arms.
They told each other how good it had felt, and complimented each other on their cunt-lapping skills. Finally, Cathy kissed both of Sally's nipples and said good night. She told Sally she could lie there as long as she liked and leave whenever she was ready.
As Cathy slipped into her nightgown, Sally said she hoped she would get a chance to babysit for them again.
"You will, and soon," Cathy assured her.
Sally lay in the cozy den for quite a while. She felt very nice after the wonderful sex she had had that evening. For a while she occupied her mind trying to decide who was better. Her son or the mother. She concluded, though, that they were different and both wonderful.
Sally rested until she thought she had regained enough energy to get dressed and be on her way. It was a beautiful night, and she decided to stop at the park on the way home, and sit by the lake for a while.
She walked into the park, and she could see lovers sitting on benches .every where, holding each other in their arms. At one place, as she passed by some bushes, she could hear the ecstatic moans of someone being fucked in the warm night air. She walked to the edge of the lake and sat on a rock, watching the moonlight quiver on the still surface of the water. She thought about all the people she had had the pleasure of fucking, and thought about how glad she was that she had devoted her life to the pursuit of sex.
She thought of the days when she was a teen-ager, and fucking was new to her. For Sally, the discovery of fucking was the greatest thing that ever happened. She couldn't understand how other girls refused to engage in this wonderfully marvelous pastime. She had never worried about her reputation; in fact, she was glad to have the word spread far and wide, because the more people that knew, the more dates she would have, and the more young cocks she would be able to get into her young cunt.
She knew that most girls' mothers warned them about sex, and told them that they should wait until they were married. She realized that this was mainly from the fear of pregnancy. Sally's mother, however, never told her it was wrong to fuck, but she did warn her daughter about the possibilities of getting pregnant. Her mother suggested the method of birth control that consisted of giving blow-jobs and taking it in the ass. Her mother told her that was the birth-control method she used and that she .had learned it from her mother. Sally figured that she was at least a third-generation cocksucker, and imagined it had gone far back into the family's history.
Sally thought about the older men she had fucked. How in high school she had gone to bed with so many of her teachers, male and female. She always preferred the younger men, though. Boys her own age and younger. She thought that, as she grew older, her testes for younger meri remained with her. In fact, it seemed the older she got, the younger her tastes became. She thought a sixteen-year-old boy was just right.
Sally then began thinking about various people she had fucked. She realized she could never remember them all. There were hundreds that were completely forgotten, and she probably wouldn't even recognize if she fucked them again. But there were many more hundreds that she did remember, and she sat for a long time as a vision of past lovers went through her mind. It seemed like an endless procession of faces and cocks and cunts. Sometimes she could put a cock together with a face, but very often not. She remembered particularly big cocks, or particularly well-shaped cunts. Sometimes she remembered a particular way someone had of kissing or sucking her cunt. She knew that there were still new experiences to be had.
When she was younger and not so wise, there, were times she thought she had seen and experienced everything. But every now and then she would be surprised' by something totally different. By now, she knew the possibilities were infinite.
Suddenly she thought of Robert. She wondered if she would see him again, and if she did, would she have a chance to fuck him. Somehow, he seemed more interesting because of the undiscovered possibilities. It wasn't often that Sally met a man, or a woman for that matter, who attracted her, that she didn't get a chance to make it with. Well, she wasn't going to give up on Robert, if she saw him again, she would do everything she could to get her hands on his cock.
Sally noticed the moon had risen high in the dark sky, and she had' been sitting there longer than she realized. She got up and began walking to where she had parked her car. The park was empty now. All the people who had been occupying the benches had either gone home or into the bushes.
As Sally walked towards her car, she saw three young boys standing in the path. As she walked towards them, they formed an impenetrable line across the walk. Sally would have been scared, normally, but there was something about these boys that seemed entirely harmless.
"Hand over your purse, lady," one of them said and held out his hand.
She heard something behind her and turned around. There were three more boys who blocked her possible retreat.
"I don't have a purse," said Sally.
She was slightly frightened now, but the boys still seemed so young and innocent.
"Well, give us your money," demanded the boy.
"I don't have a cent with me, honest," Sally insisted in a calm voice.
One of the boys approached her nervously and patted her pockets. His hand on her hips gave her a thrill.
"Shit," said the boy who had demanded the purse. "We always pick somebody with no money."
The boys stood around Sally, looking at her and not knowing what to do. Sally looked back at them, wondering if they were going to rape her. The thought of these young boys ravaging her body excited Sally, but the possibility of being hurt scared her.
"Let's get out of here," said the boy who had done all the talking.
When Sally realized they had no intention of raping her, she felt relieved, but the relief brought disappointment. "Wait," Sally called.
She had to find a way to detain these prized studs until she could figure out a way to get their long, hard cocks in her greedy bodily holes.
The boys were waiting for her to say something.
"Are you guys really muggers?" she asked.
It was a silly question, she knew, but it was all she could think of.
"Well, not exactly," the spokesman began. "We decided to give it a try. So far, we haven't made a dime."
"You guys should be with your girl friends on a night like this."
Sally knew the best way to get things going was to turn the conversation to girls and sex. Her nymphomaniac instinets told her these kids were horny, and if she could get their dicks hard, they would be glad to stick them in her.
"You guys have girl friends, don't you?"
They didn't say anything, so Sally had to be more aggressive.
"Well, listen, fellas, why don't we just sit down on the grass here for a while and talk about it?"
Some of the boys seemed anxious to keep Sally company; the slower ones, however, were still confused. She walked, over to a soft spot on the grass and sat down. Slowly the boys walked over to her and sat down all around her.
"On a .warm night like this, I always get very horny," Sally said. "That's why I thought young good-looking guys like you would be with a girl."
"Most of the girls we know have to be home early," said the talkative boy.
"Yeah, I can see your problem," said Sally. "Well, if you guys don't mind having a girl friend who's a little older, I wouldn't mind being a girl friend to all of you."
Sally knew she was old enough to be these boys' mother, but she also knew that her body was nice enough to attract these horny young studs. She leaned back and stuck out her big tits. Her nipples were hard with excitement, and showed clearly through the tight material stretched across her tits. Beneath her short dress, her thighs showed white in the moonlight.
She introduced herself and asked the boys their names. They told her. Then two of the more aggressive boys moved close to her, until one pressed against her body on either side. They put their arms around her, and she leaned over and kissed the boy on her right. This seemed to signal the beginning of a flood of hot horny hands caressing and stroking every part of her body. The boys had all moved as close as they could to her. The boy on her right was kissing her passionately. He stuck his tongue deep into her mouth, and she could taste the saliva flowing into her. There were several pairs of hands running over her huge boobs. They were squeezing and massaging them with all the vigor of horny teen-agers. Each of her legs was being stroked by several hands, and she felt her crotch being invaded by curious fingertips.
The sensation was driving Sally wild, and her cunt was leaking huge quantities of warm fragrant juice.
"Wait a minute, fellas," Sally said suddenly and began to untangle herself from the groping hands. "Let's go to my car where we won't be so conspicuous."
She got up and began walking to the car, with the six young boys following closely behind. A few of them kept their hands on her ass and thighs as they walked.
Sally opened the car door and crawled into the back seat. The boys all piled in with her. Once again they started pawing at her hot sexy body and probing into her most intimate crevices. Sally leaned back against a few of the boys' firm bodies and picked her legs up on the seat, encircling two of the boys. They lifted her short skirt above her waist and struggled to pull her panties off her long shapely legs. Her pussy patch showed in the moonlight that beamed into the car's rear window. Immediately, three or four hands began to comb through the thick curly hairs. Her hot cunt was invaded by handfuls of young fingers, and there were several pairs of hands unbuttoning her blouse and caressing her warm, firm tits.
Sally leaned her head back and closed her eyes, luxuriating in the feeling of young hands, lips and tongues working all over her body. When she opened her eyes and looked around, one of the boys between her legs had unfastened his pants and pulled them down, exposing his firm hard cock. As he leaned forward, she felt the fat head of his firm .rod pressing against the wet lips of her snatch. The boy began to pump his dick vigorously into the hot tube of her cunt.
Suddenly, young pricks were merging all around her. They pressed against her body, and one boy was poking his pounding shaft at her slightly opened mouth. She immediately took the wonderful piece of meat into her mouth and began sucking it as hard as she could. One of the boys took her hand and laid it oh his throbbing cock and balls. She ran her fingers all along his mighty shaft and cupped his hot heavy balls in her palm. The cock in her pussy began dumping spurt after spurt of hot cum into her. She could feel the heat of his load mixing with her own slimy cunt cream. The boy withdrew his soggy prick, and it was immediately replaced by a fresh hard-on.
Other pricks were sliding back and forth along the flesh of her tits and belly. The cock in her mouth now began firing hot bullets of sizzling sperm down her throat. She sucked every drop of jizz out of the burning prickhead. Before the boy could pull his dong from her mouth, another of the lads was already forcing his tool into her mouth.
As Sally began sucking on the new intruder, she felt a hot wad of cum oozing onto her forehead. She looked up and saw a big prick, with a young hand held tightly around it, sliding the skin wildly up and down the shaft, while splash after splash of steaming scum fell on her flushed face.
Sally thought it was too bad the boy had to jerk himself off, but realized there were more cocks in the car than she had holes to accommodate them. The boy's cum felt warm and nice as it ran into her hair. She thought it would be wonderful to have her whole body covered with the warm, sticky juice.
The parade of cocks continued marching into her cunt and mouth. Young, hot and heavy balls were bouncing off the cheeks of her ass and her chin, as her body was filled from top and bottom with tremendous quantities of young sperm. It was clear to Sally that the boys were on their second and third turns, and she knew by the taste of some of the cocks in her mouth that they had recently been ramming into her hot gaping pussy.
Sally loved young boys for their ability to keep their dicks up and have orgasm after orgasm without stopping. The more pricks that were shoved into her body, the more Sally wanted. Her own orgasms were coming in long chains, and she wished it could go on forever. She couldn't distinguish between the cocks that were stuffed into her cunt or those that were filling her mouth, or the ones that were rubbing and prodding her all over her body. She only felt a delirious wave of pleasure rising over her and crushing her down.
The bittersweet taste of jism filled her mouth and she felt as if she had swallowed a gallon of the thick slimy stuff. Its smell filled her nostrils along with the smell of her own gnashing pussy. Slowly, Sally became aware that the onslaught of the young cocks was subsiding. Her own lust was diminishing, and in a few minutes she realized she was alone in the car in the quiet of the night.
The amount of cum that had been pumped into her seemed to weigh her down, and the long train of orgasms that had wrenched her body had left her exhausted. Her face and body were covered with sperm that had begun to dry, and it flowed out of her gash onto her thighs, and into the crack of her ass. She loved the feeling of being covered with the wonderful stuff. She lay in a heap in the back seat, thinking of the glorious experience she had just had, until the sun began to lighten the sky.
At long last Sally struggled into the front seat and drove home. She threw her clothes on the floor and dropped into bed, immediately falling into a deep sleep. The young cocks that had filled her body were now filling her dreams.