Chapter 8
The party was in full swing. Bits of clothing were scattered about the living room. The music was low and throbbing. Dancing couples embraced feverishly. There had been lots of joking and teasing when the women stripped down to their panties. And there'd been lots of necking and heavy petting ever since. But, so far, no couple had taken the final step.
It had been a full month since the impromptu party at the Bestnight Motel and Hans and Helga's house, and this was the first time the entire group and the new additions had gotten together.
This didn't bother the old hands, but they didn't want to scare the new members away, particularly since several of them were seniors in high school. Melanie and Gerta, along with Steve and Ken, had recruited quite a few of their classmates, and it had swollen the group considerably.
Brenda was dancing with young Steve Cox. The boy was wearing only his shorts, which did little to conceal the thrust of his big cock. He was cupping her asscheeks and squeezing himself against her, kissing her passionately. Between kisses he nibbled on her neck and shoulders and the upper slopes of her tits.
Brenda had liked it in the beginning, but now the tiny bite pains were becoming annoying. When this record was over, she would find herself a new partner.
Across the room, Helga Franz was dancing with Ken Ray. He had both hands inside her panties and was squeezing and rotating her massive white buttocks. His hot dick was pressing hard against her belly.
The record ended and the phonograph shut off. Everyone looked around, minds drugged with passion. They were all waiting for someone else to put a new stack of records on the machine.
Peggy Ford, who'd been dancing with Chris Johnson, groaned heavily and pushed herself back from him.
"I can't stand it any longer," she said thickly, reaching down to hook her thumbs under the elastic of her panties.
They all watched as her creamy belly and shadowed nest came into view. She tossed her panties away and reached for Chris shorts. "Come on, you big stud. Let's show 'em all how it's done!"
Chris grinned, picked her up in his strong arms, and knelt to ease her down to the floor. She lay back with a sigh, knees bent and legs spread wide. She hooked one of her arms around the back of his neck and drew his mouth down to her big tits. Her other hand reached and found his dick, tickling the length of it.
"They're going to do it!" Steve gasped excitedly in Brenda's ear. "They're really gonna do it!"
Peggy gave a shuddering sigh as Chris plunged into the seething center of her cunt. "Ohbhh, yes, yes," she crooned. "That's it, big boy. Give it to me. Give it all to me. Harder. More!"
Brenda felt Steve's strong arms tighten around her waist. His mouth covered hers and he was sucking hard on her tongue. His hands were all over her body, touching, probing, increasing her excitement. She slipped one hand inside the flap of his shorts and gripped his prick.
She really wanted to fuck some of the new cocks at the party, but Steve would be okay for starters.
They tumbled to the floor together. He tore her panties off, then ripped away his shorts.
"Is there anything special you want this time?" he panted down at her. "I really want it to be good for you!"
"I like to be kissed, baby!" she groaned. To show him what she meant, she put her hand to his face, then moved him high up between her thighs. "Kiss it, honey ... kiss my cunt!"
"My pleasure," the boy said, grinning.
His hands gripped the undersides of her legs, and raised and spread them. Her bent knees were pushed back so far that her buttocks were curved up into the air and her knees were resting against her tits. She was completely exposed and vulnerable.
Brenda moaned softly when she felt his firm lips sweeping up and down the backs of her legs, licking and kissing out onto the ripe contours of her ass cheeks. She strained wider and higher to accept him.
"Oh, shit," she groaned. "That's nice. So nice."
"Like it, huh?"
"Oh, yes, I love It. Don't stop. Don't ever stop!"
Then his face was pressed against her. She could feel his cheeks and chin and nose. She could feel his lips and his tongue brushing her soft cunt-hair. She could feel the gushing of her juice and the sliding of his face in her slit.
Her hands reached down between her upraised legs, grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled him tighter to her pussy.
He licked and sucked at her tasting the sweetness of her juices.
"Ohhhhh, shit, that's wonderful ... so wonderful. Please, baby, please don't stop!" she cried as her body began to writhe more violently beneath him.
Brenda clasped her legs around his back and pushed him down, burying his face deeper between her legs.
Steve became intoxicated with the taste and smell of her cunt and began to suck harder and harder. His tongue darted in and out of her hole. He moved to lick all around her cunt and down the insides of her lush thighs.
Suddenly, his mouth came down on her clit and his tongue began to flick the hard little button back and forth rapidly, sucking and pulling until she was almost driven wild.
Her body became a violent mass of raw sensation as she thrashed wildly, crying out in ecstasy. She tried to hold back the feelings flooding her cunt, but her body was no longer in her control. Every movement of Steve's mouth and tongue pushed her higher and higher. She couldn't have stopped it if she had wanted to. Her body demanded release now and it took over, responding violently to what he was doing.
She wanted to cry out, but the sounds caught in her throat. She could only moan incoherently as she grabbed at his• head and pushed. He could feel her muscles tighten even more as her body suddenly went rigid. She could feel her orgasm begin deep inside her body, could feel her cunt begin to throb.
She felt as though her insides were going to spill out, that everything inside her was attached to the orgasm she could feel overtaking her.
"OHHHHH, MY GOD!" she shrieked as Steve again took her clitoris firmly between his lips and began rolling and sucking.
For a few seconds, Brenda remained suspended at the edge of a high cliff, held only by a thin, fragile thread. Then the thread broke with the next movement of his lips. Her come, exploded through her body, engulfing every feeling, every muscle in its fury. Her body shuddered uncontrollably as she felt the wave of relief overtake and consume her.
"Now! Oh, my God now ... FUUUUUCK MEEEEEE!"
Steve rose up quickly and spread her legs wider, plunging his young cock deep into her waiting flesh.
"Ohhh, yes, yessss! Oh, Steve, your young cock is so wonderful!" Brenda shrieked. "So hard, so big! I love it!"
She felt her muscles tighten around his driving shaft and begin to milk him, drawing every ounce of fluid from his body. The boiling cum shot out of his prick in violent spurts, pelting her insides, mixing with her own hot liquid.
Her body tensed when she felt him inside her like a hot poker tearing her body in two. Her cunt-muscles grabbed at his meat and pulled it deeper until she felt completely filled with hot male flesh. She came again with short, violent spasms, reaching a peak even higher than the one before. She was completely overpowered by the erotic sensations that lifted her and whirled her
Then Steve was rolling away from her and her pussy was being pierced by a new cock. She opened her eyes.
It was Hans Franz.
"You've got a nice cock, Hans" she moaned.
"You've got a beautiful pussy, Brenda," he replied.
"Who's Helga fucking?"
"Your husband," he grinned, moving in and out of her with rapid strokes, his cock hard and hot. He felt her cunt-muscles squeeze at his flesh, refusing to let go, as if trying to pull all of him into her body. He slowly pushed in then pulled out of the clutching tightness, feeling more in control now that the urgency was gone. His inward thrusts were firm and strong and the outward were slow and lingering.
Brenda opened her eyes again and looked at him. She held her outstretched arms up to him and he fell forward on her, burying his face in her neck, biting gently at the soft, fragrant skin.
She felt his body relax slightly, only his prick remaining hard and strong, filling her cunt completely. He continued kissing her softly on the neck, then moved across her cheek until their mouths met firmly. His tongue parted her lips and met with hers.
As he kissed her, Brenda murmured into his mouth, "Welcome to the group, darling!"
And the rest of the room was just as hot with fucking.
Chris Johnson was coming in Peggy Ford's cunt. She was groaning and writhing beneath him. She was holding his lean asscheeks in her hands, digging in with her nails, groaning foul curses at him as she strained for a climax.
Rod Saylor was sitting on a chair. Helga, naked and hot and eager, was straddling his legs. She shuddered when they made contact and twisted at the shoulders to brush her gigantic fits against his chest.
"Baby," she groaned, her eyes squeezed tightly shut and saliva dripping from one corner of her mouth. "Hurt me, baby. Hurt me!"
Rod heard her and he obeyed. His hands reached past her hips and felt under her ass. With cruel fingers, he pinched at the pillowy flesh of her cheeks as she rose and fell upon him.
"You're sure a wild fuck, Helga," he moaned.
"As good as my daughter?" she replied.
"Almost," Rod chuckled.
"HARDER!" Helga suddenly shouted. "GIVE ME MORE COCK!"
Rod jammed everything but his balls into the screaming woman's hole. He looked around her huge swaying tits, and saw Phil Beard fucking his wife. "Hey, Phil!"
"Yeah?"
"Come on over here and gimme a hand. Shit, you can fuck your old lady any time."
"Right, right."
Phil pulled out of Jean, and crawled toward Rod and Helga. Jean's hips kept working, fucking up and down as if his cock were still filling her sloshing hole.
Phil was right behind Helga now. "You take the other hole," Rod said. He took Helga's asscheeks, one in each hand, and flattened them apart. He fell to one side so that she lay across him.
Phil sighed and knelt down. So far as Rod could make out, he was engaged in a patient examination of Helga's asshole. He dabbed a hand down and she let out another of her screams.
Finally there was .a pleased grunt, and Phil nestled in behind her.
Then Rod felt an increase in the weight over him and he was in Helga so far that the lips of her cunt spread out like goo around his cock. At the same moment, she let out a high, squealing wail, running quickly into a great bawl of pain.
Phil was in her ass. Rod could feel the other man's ramming prick against his own through Helga's thin membrane.
They swung solidly onto their sides then. Her they forgot about. Two of their hands came together, levering her left leg up above their heads so that she did a painful split. This eased things for them. Then they went to work, plunging massively in and out, towards each other, tearing her almost apart. But the flesh was pleasingly solid. Nothing quite broke or tore. Everything stretched, and kept on stretching.
"Shit, man!" Phil howled. "You can pound it, but you can't wear it out!"
They fucked her unmercifully, and Helga's cries of pain soon shifted to pleasure. Her big body went stiff. The men could feel her orgasm. Her flanks and thighs began pounding around the two impaling hunks of meat.
They fucked their own comes into her with howling cries of release, each blowing a load into her asshole and her cunt-as Helga screamed through yet another orgasm.
One after another, the couples reached their peaks and their frantic straining subsided. They drew apart, picked themselves up off the floor, and looked around at the others with flushed and smiling faces.
All inhibitions were gone, and they were still drunk with lust. In the coarsest possible terms, they discussed what they'd just done with one another, offering praise or criticism as the case demanded. No one thought twice about it when Jean put her arm around Peggy's shoulder, tweaked her nipple, and caressed the lush curve of her ass.
"I want to suck some cum from your cunt," Jean purred.
Peggy promptly fell to the floor and splayed her legs.
Brenda walked around behind the bar to mix up a fresh batch of drinks. The others crowded around. She felt a man press himself against her back. She didn't bother turning around to see who it was. Identity mattered very little.
She felt his hands slip beneath her arms and reach around to the front of her body. One hand toyed with her tits, the other dropped to the apex of her thighs and played with her pussy-fur. She could feel the flaring surge of his cock pressing against the crease of her ass. She swayed her but back against his prick and was rewarded with the rising of his prick.
His hands left the front of her body and moved to her hips, then to the lush, full globes of her buttocks. He squeezed himself against her cheeks, then pried the creamy globes wide apart.
"Bend over, Brenda!" several voices shouted. "He wants you up the shit-chute!"
She bent over, too excited by then even to think. There was a moment of splitting pain, almost as though she were losing her virginity again.
The moment of pain passed quickly swept away by bolts of unbelievable pleasure. She grunted, cried out, and jammed herself back against the man, whoever he was.
Other new pairings were now occurring. Everybody found himself a new partner. Drinks were hastily slugged down.
"I want it like that!" Gerta Franz's voice was loud and shrill, over the gasps and groans and wet kissing. "I want it like Brenda's getting it! UP THE ASS!"
In no time, Hans, her own father, accommodated her and split her asshole with his log-like prick.
Brenda, bent forward at the waist and holding onto the bar, couldn't have cared less what Gerta wanted. She only knew that the stallion behind her was thrilling her in an entirely new way. Every time he whipped himself to her, bumping her buttocks' with his hot loins, she experienced another orgasm. Every detonation tore her apart inside, each one bigger and better than the one preceding. She wanted it to go on forever.
"Oh, God, whoever you are, you're WONDERFUL! FANTASTIC!" she cried. "Don't stop ... OH, GOD, DON'T STOP!"
And then the man fucking her in the ass leaned over and whispered in her ear. "I ran something through the computers at school yesterday afternoon."
It was Rod! Her own husband was stuffing her ass with his dick for a change, and it felt wonderful!
"What was it, darling?" Brenda grunted, grinding her asshole against his hard cock.
"If we go at the rate we're going, we'll have the entire adult population of the town in the group in less than three years." Brenda roared with laughter. "Darling, I'll start working on it in the morning!"