Chapter 8
As Nora reiterated everything she had seen between Brenda and Everett Laver, her emotions ran the gamut from desperation and frustration to fury. Jim didn't seem to care what she had gone through to get his story.
It was even worse when she admitted that the Senator had caught her and fucked her. The fact that her pussy had been violated by another man's cock didn't seem to faze him; to Jim it was just another nail in Kelson's coffin.
"Jesus Christ, Jim, don't you understand?" Nora cried. "He fucked me ... he raped me!"
"I know, baby, I know," Jim replied, with a faraway look in his eyes. "And we'll nail him good for it. Now I want you to go to that party tonight, and make a mental note of everyone who is there and everything that happens!"
Now she was cold as ice inside. Suddenly, the man sitting beside her wasn't her husband anymore-he was her procurer, her pimp. Nora felt nothing as he slipped his arm around her shoulder and pecked her on the cheek.
"And while you do that," he continued, "I'll slip down to the newspaper morgue and see how many victories in Kelson's career may have been sex-oriented."
"Yes, good, Jim," Nora said, standing and staring down at him coldly. "You do that. And I'll do whatever is necessary at the party to get all the information we need for our story."
He didn't even notice the tone in her voice. "That's it, honey, now you're cookin'! We're gonna make a great team, baby ... a great team!"
Without another word, Nora left the room. She undressed and stepped into the shower. She planned on getting her body clean, very clean, so she could wallow in filth that night.
Stepping from the shower, she dried herself and then rummaged in a drawer until she found the things that she had bought so long before to arouse her husband. She'd never had the nerve to wear them, but suddenly, with the party an hour away, they seemed the only thing to wear.
When she was partially dressed, she stood in front of her mirror and thought of herself as the personification of every sex kitten in the world. She was wearing knee-length black leather boots with French heels, crotchless black panties, and a matching nylon French uplift bra whose peaks were cut out to expose her long nipples.
She reached down and touched her curly-haired cunt, then palmed her gigantic tits. The bra was so sexy she found herself wishing she could bend and suck her own titties. She was a whore's dream come true.
"You're beautiful," Nora breathed to the image in the mirror. "I wish I could suck your titties and lick your pussy!"
And the image answered: "I wish you could suck and lick me, too, Nora!"
Nora threw back her head and laughed, glad that nobody was around to hear her holding a conversation with herself.
She turned away from the mirror and donned a black, form-fitting dress that buttoned down the front. It accentuated every sensual curve in her body.
"If every man there doesn't want to fuck you, tonight, Nora," she told her image, "then it won't be your fault!"
"My, my, aren't you beautiful, Nora!" Cynthia cooed, holding the door open for her. "It will almost be a shame to have you take those clothes off so all these wonderful cocks can get at your sweet pussy!"
Nora took a deep breath, and sighed. Now that she was here, she decided to go all the way. It was obvious that the Senator had told his wife about their fuck session that afternoon.
"That's all right, Cynthia," Nora said. "I made it easy for them. I wore crotchless panties."
By eleven o'clock the party was going at full swing. Old faces disappeared and new ones took their places in the expansive, luxuriously furnished living room. Nora noticed couples leaving and entering through a door that led to the rear of the house. Wilmer Pratt, who had taken on the status of her date for the evening, pointed out to her that the couples were going to the back bedroom.
Several drinks had made her bold. "Oh? I'd like to see!"
Pratt grinned leeringly. "Sure! C'mon!"
He led her through the rear corridor to a large darkened room at the end of the hall. Through the obscure lighting, Nora could make out the forms of couples on divans and against cushions on the floor. Low groaning sounds could be heard, echoing the accompanying wet sluicing sounds of flesh striking flesh "throughout the room.
"This is one place everyone escapes to." Pratt put his arm around Nora's waist, drawing her close to his side as they entered the room.
A quick appraisal of the room and the scene sent a shock of lust through Nora's body. Some of the figures appeared to be naked, and though she couldn't see them clearly, they were obviously engaged in various acts of fucking one another.
"What ya think?" Pratt asked.
"Very interesting," Nora gasped, her eyes getting used to the gloom.
None of the people were recognizable in the darkness, yet what they were doing was clear enough to anyone with eyes to see. The bodies moved slowly back and forth, the creamy whiteness of tits and thighs half-shaded by a light that filtered from the ceiling. A woman at the center of the room was bent over a man's outstretched thighs, raising and lowering her head. Looking closer, Nora could see the fleshy hardness of his prick going into the woman's widely ovaled mouth.
Juice began to ooze from Nora's pussy as she watched the woman's head bobbing up and down, her lips clasped tightly around the long, thick prick. The man's cock stood hard and rigid, silhouetted in the soft light, and Nora could see slight tuffs of pubic hair protruding around the edge of its thick base. Her eyes, now accustomed to the dim light, focused on the details of the young woman's body kneeling over the man. Her tits dangled sensuously over the man's taut stomach and brushed against his hair-covered belly as she raised and lowered her sucking mouth up and down over his hard prick.
Suddenly there was an intense intake of air, and a long wailing outburst of breath.
"Jesus, FUCKIN', CHRIST!" the man bellowed, curving his hips up and seizing the woman's hair in his hands, thrusting her moving head down over the length of his long, hard, pulsating cock.
"Ummmm," the girl mewled, her eyes bulging as she sucked in the entire hard length of the thrusting prick.
The man's chin fell to his chest and he watched her suck him like a starving child being fed candy.
"Commminnng!" he rasped, thrusting vigorously into her working mouth while his but tocks danced in a gyration of lust a few-inches off the soft, lush carpet.
"Want to join in?" Wilmer Pratt breathed in Nora's ear. "You're shaking all over."
"Not particularly," she replied, only a little surprised at her own bravery. "At least, not in the dark."
"Huh? I don't get it."
"I watched you fuck Brenda and Cynthia by the pool, in the daylight," Nora calmly said. "I want to fuck you in the light, so I can see that big cock going into me. I like to watch-and get watched-while I fuck."
"Well, shit," Pratt chuckled. "Why didn't you say so? C'mon, let's go back into the living room!"
"I can't wait," Nora said, gulping down her drink and following him.
"All right, folks, it's time for action in here!" Pratt yelled to the room. "Our new little guest, Nora, says she likes it in the light so she can see and be seen!"
Cynthia Kelson roared her approval and stepped to the center of the room. "Bravo!" she said. "C'mon, everybody, let's get with it! Get the clothes off and let it all hang out!" s. Nora looked at her. Clothes off? Well ... why not?
With a shrug, she unzipped the dress. She had no trace of shame or guilt as she let the dress fall, exposing her ripe nakedness to the feasting eyes. She saw that Pratt had done the same, tossing his clothes on her dress. His magnificent prick had stiffened, and Nora felt aroused sensations churn through her at the sight.
"Now everybody else!" the Senator himself directed, and before Nora could gather her wits, the rest of the group had shed their clothing, heaping it with hers. Her eyes widened as she saw Kelson's wonderful thick prick, which was rigid and throbbing slightly as it stood out straight from his groin. She licked her lips, fascinated as ever by its immensity, remembering it in her cunt earlier that day.
Pratt drank in Nora's beauty, his breath hot and ragged, and the lovely Brenda Kelson squealed and bobbed her mammoth tits up and down wildly. Cynthia drifted over to Wilmer and kissed him hotly, and then took his hand and pressed it to her pubic bush, taking his middle finger and shoving it in her pulsing cunt.
"Oh, no, Cynthia," Pratt said. "I've had you. I want her!" He turned and grabbed Nora around the waist, pulling her to him. "C'mon, baby, let's fuck right here, right now!"
Nora gave him a longing look of lust, and he smiled warmly back in return. She felt alive all over, and her soft pussy was oozing juices of desire down her thighs. She knew that she was going to be fucked royally tonight-fucked long and hard and often.
Then Wilmer's hands wrapped around her big tits, squeezing and kneading them, fingers massaging her pink nipples to hardness Nora shivered, and then moaned, as he kissed her on the nape of the neck. His fingers ran down to the pink lips of her inflamed pussy, and his contact made her shiver, as though very cold. Everyone in the room was watching.
She looked down at Wilmer's cock, which was fully erect and pressing against her belly like a log. Her face contorted with pleasure at the sight. It was thick and hard and throbbing.
Pratt took her in his arms and kissed her full on the mouth. Nora returned the sensuous kiss and trembled with erotic anticipation. The sensation made her flesh eager for his dick as he nibbled her ear and let one of his hands feel over her soft ass cheeks.
"Are we just going to fool around? Or are we going to fuck!" Nora gasped hotly.
"Goddam," Pratt chuckled, and rammed his fingers into the crease of her naked ass.
Nora was forced to close her eyes when he dug his fingers into her tender asshole. He molded her cheeks like globs of clay, then became bolder and took big handfuls, making them shake and quiver like jelly. All the while, his finger lay embedded in her asshole.
His cock pushed harder against her and she grabbed his shoulders and gave her pussy in abandonment. And to her surprise, she was beginning to sweat and roll her hips back into his. A long moan escaped her throat when her tongue flicked to meet his. His chest was hard and muscular against the jut of her tits; she was all soft, all feminine, and very eager.
Every place he touched her, she shivered and every place he put his tongue, the fire made her unsteady. He brought his hands up to her tits and the huge globes spilled into his palm. Nora squirmed as he looked eagerly at them. Then his hot hands began to milk them and he sucked the tips into hardened tips of desire, as his giant cock rammed to the hilt inside her pussy.
Nora whimpered with pleasure.
Pratt rubbed her between the legs, and she squatted to give him all the room he needed. She no longer cared about the other couples in the room. She just wanted to fuck, one cock after another. And then, when she returned home, she would not only give her husband-the bastard-the men's names, she would also give him the size of their cocks!
Then her attention was diverted when she felt hot juice running down her legs. She had exploded. She was more startled when Wilmer wrapped his hand around his own dick and pulled out of her just in time to spew his hot cum all over her tits and belly.
His dick had barely stopped coming when Cynthia and another woman fell on Nora's body and began licking at Wilmer's cum. Their lips were hot and greedy as they attacked the sticky juice.
Nora lay quiet, enjoying their raspy tongues and ogling everything that was happening around her. It was like another world, one that was filled with sensuous, free-wheeling sex. There were people fucking on the carpet. There were people stepping over people, or stopping to insert a prick or a finger, or doing it in a trio.
But what really blew her mind was young Brenda Kelson. She had to admit, that was one sexy body. She saw how all the men were going after her. The way they kept crowding around the young beautiful girl sent chills up Nora's spine, it looked so bizarre; all those long cocks sticking out like hard telephone poles, and Brenda moving around within the circle, trying desperately to suck each one of the men's stiff pricks. Every once in awhile, one of them would simply step up behind her and rub his dick in her ass or her cunt.
Nora at first thought she was jealous because a younger woman was getting all the attention. But then she remembered how she had felt when she was Brenda's age. How she had dreamed of this kind of sex, all the cocks she could get. Brenda was doing it. Nora had missed out.
But she would miss out no more!
Then one young man with an enormous, steel-hard prick maneuvered the big-titted young girl away from the other men. He embraced her, putting his arms possessively around her, pulling her to his big dick. Just looking at the young girl's beautiful face was like giving him an aphrodisiac-because Nora saw his prick shoot out like a rod of steel.
He was kissing Brenda passionately now, jamming his tongue down her throat, urging his body against her. His inflamed cock was stiff across her belly. And Brenda was giving it back to him-working on his mouth, nibbling and whispering things to him. He was out of control from her burning passion. He felt her warm curves, her pointed tits and hardening nipples. Her thighs were lush, and they came open slightly as she worked her body so that her pussy mound was pushing against his dick.
Nora could hear them all the way across the room.
His hands moved feverishly, running up and down the generous, curvy half of her upper thighs. His hands finally rested firmly on her voluptuous ass. He let his fingers sink into her beautiful cheeks and fondle the softness of her bare ass. Brenda caressed her tits and pushed them into his mouth. He took them from her and squeezed the unbelievably large globes of titmeat.
Nora held her breath when she saw Brenda take his big prick in her hand. She rubbed the stiff cock like a pro-her fingers smoothing and massaging it expertly. The massive tool throbbed wildly, swinging back and forth in front of his groin. Then Brenda's fingers trailed down until they brushed the tip of his cock.
The young man fell to the soft carpet, and Brenda followed him, impaling her cunt on the full length of his meat in one swift, downward thrust.
Nora wanted to watch her get fucked, but Everett Laver was now over her body. She could feel his hard dick poking at her pussy.
"I hope Wilmer didn't stretch your pussy too much, honey!" the man rasped.
"Stick it in, and find out," Nora smiled.
He spun her around and raised her high enough to stick his dick in her. Then he lowered her twisting hips down on his throbbing shaft. The contact, the sensation, was all too much for Nora. She was experiencing sex as never before. There was sheer bliss shooting through her body as she rode up and down on Laver's dick.
Beside her, Cynthia was fucking a man she'd never seen before. It felt wonderful having the Senator's wife there watching her fuck, seeing how good Laver's cock was fucking her, to know that she did enjoy a good stiff prick the same as Cynthia.
Laver rolled Nora over and began fucking her from the top. He raised his weight and plunged down with a mighty surge. He fucked with every ounce of strength in his body, and Nora cried out in ecstasy. She cried so loud that everyone in the room stopped their screwing and looked at her. Each one knew that here was new pussy hung up on fucking and getting an orgasm. It was almost an animal's cry.
Then they all gathered around Nora and Laver as the couple fucked wildly on the floor.
The other women were especially interested in this little scene, because they had wondered about Nora Brand and her reporter husband. The Senator had clued them all in about Jim Brand.
They watched intently as Laver, knowing that he had an attentive audience, began doing his real thing. He was the raging male with the giant-sized cock, trying to tear down the walls of Nora's cunt. He was going to melt her like butter with his hard prick, cut her in half and slice her lust apart.
They could all see how his cock was long and deep in her hole, and how the lips of her pussy turned up and swelled into pink slits. There was white, milky juice caking around her hole and it was bubbling from the rapid fire of his cock driving in and out. The sight was so sensuous that Cynthia crawled up behind them and kissed Laver's ass. Her tongue came out and flattened over the cheeks of his butt, while her hands stroked his balls, tantalizing them, making him jerk and wiggle all of his prick down inside Nora's pussy.
Cynthia stuck a finger into Nora's asshole, too. The three of them jerked their bodies from the floor, with Nora frantically bucking. She was in ecstasy, lying there letting a man fuck her and a woman suck her and stick her with a finger.
Then Jeff Kelson stuck his cock into Cynthia's mouth. The woman gasped and gripped it, proud to let them all see what a magnificent prick her husband had. She stretched it full-length for them, then licked the throbbing head. It stood out proud, lusty and demanding to enter some cunt hole. She worked on it with her mouth and her tongue, tickling him, then buried it in her hot mouth.
Then there were two more couples fucking beside them. Nora was again on top of Laver, and Kelson on top of Cynthia. Both men began to race to see who could out-fuck the other, who could make his woman get her come off first.
Nora nearly collapsed from the fucking Laver was giving her. Then he and the Senator shifted; Laver was pounding his prick into Cynthia while Kelson slipped his big meat into Nora's hole.
Nora came. She exploded wildly, and the whole room exploded with her.
She drifted off into a fantasy world, unable to believe all this was actually happening to her. She opened her eyes, feeling totally exhausted, but happy to have had so many orgasms in one terrific night.
The room was quiet and dark, and from all corners of the room she heard the heavy breathing of people fucking. They were moaning, squealing, and shouting. Every once in a while, some female would cry out as if she had just got stuck by a hot prick. That sound alone was enough to excite Nora all over again.
She found herself moving toward the back bedrooms. The doors were all opened and she stopped to look inside one.
Cynthia was sucking the cum of twenty orgasms from her own daughter's cunt.
From her vantage point, Nora heard Brenda's loud groan of ecstasy as Cynthia sucked between her open thighs. The young girl's clit was fully erect, and the mother lost no time in clamping her hungry mouth over it. Brenda squealed like a pig. Then, within seconds, she came and flooded the wildly sucking woman's mouth with a hotly flowing cream thicker than honey.
Nora gasped as the young girl continued to come as her mother's educated tongue and fingers wreaked a divine havoc through her sensitive cuntal area. Brenda lay there helpless in desire and panting as Cynthia moved her legs out and straddled her, then lowered her own steaming cuntal lips to the girl's wide open mouth. The daughter ate hungrily, eagerly, as Cynthia continued her ministrations at the tender crotch. They both screamed out their climaxes, the sweat pouring off their thrashing bodies. Their eyes rolled crazily in their heads.
On and on the two females went, with Nora standing there glued to the door. Finally, Cynthia called a halt. Panting in exhaustion, she directed her still eager daughter to her desk drawer and told her to pull out a black plastic box.
The box was opened and Brenda reverently pulled out a twelve-inch dildo, from which two large inflatable balls dangled. Nora continued to watch, fascinated, as Brenda was instructed to fill the balls with hot water.
When the dildo was strapped on, the girl went to work like a maniac on her mother.
"Beautiful, isn't it?"
Nora whirled. The Senator was standing at her side, watching his wife and daughter fuck.
"Yes," Nora said. "It is."
"How would you like to be a part of this ... all. the time?"
"I would like that," Nora replied.
Jeff Kelson handed her the movie camera she had seen Cynthia using that afternoon. Then he turned to the women on the bed.
"Brenda, will you go with Nora? You know what to do."