Chapter 7
Ellen's son, Brent, as soon as he saw he had Mrs. Warner all to himself, pushed his pants and under-shorts down to his knees, crawled up over her and shoved his prick into her.
"Oh, baby!" Vivian howled.
Where before Vivian had her thighs locked around the young man's head, now her legs were wrapped around his ass.
"You like that?" Ellen heard her son ask.
"Oh, you young devil!" Vivian giggled in her happiness. "No one has ever been in me this deep before!"
"Not even your husband?"
"Especially not my husband!"
"Well, you live just down the street from us, Mrs. Warner," said Ellen's son, "so it'll be real easy for me to slip into your place and give you what you need." He gave her a few extra-deep thrusts, to make sure she knew what he meant.
Ellen almost laughed. That was so like her son. As soon as he found something good, he did his best to hang onto it.
"Oh, we must be very careful if we do that, dear," Vivian told him in a confidential tone. "Because of my daughters, you know. Eva is very fond of you."
"Don't worry about Eva," said Brent, pumping away. "I'll give it to her, too. And as for Julie, I'll fuck her before this party is over."
That wasn't what Mrs. Warner meant at all. Somehow in her booze and sex-fuddled mind, she still had the idea her two daughters were quite virtuous.
"Oh, Brent," she murmured, unable to concentrate on her daughters' imagined chastity while this teenage boy was thrilling the hell out of her. "I just love what you're doing to me. I just wish we could be doing it in private, so there would be no danger of my two daughters seeing us."
"Oh, don't worry about them," said Brent. "They're both upstairs."
"Oh? What are they doing up there?"
"Getting fucked. What else?"
"Oh! How can you say that?"
"Well, they aren't in this room," said Brent. "And neither is Max Hatke and my Uncle Paul. That means they're upstairs, fucking your two daughters!"
"Oh, my God!" gasped Mrs. Warner. "How long have they been up there?"
"I don't know about Julie," said Ellen's son, "but I guess Eva went back up there after I fucked her."
"You-you've fucked my daughter?"
"Sure. About four times-after she sucked me off."
Whether Vivian Warner heard the last of Brent's revelations, was hard for Ellen to determine. The lovely lady was sailing over the edge, into her orgasm.
"Oh! Eei! Oh, Brent, you wonderful, young fucker! Eeei!"
"Jeez, Mrs. Warner! Aagh! Aaagh!"
Ellen, listening and watching Vivian and her son, just had to congratulate the dear woman for being such a good sport and helping to make her party a success. Getting down on her knees, she put her head close to Vivian's to talk to her.
"Oh, Vivian dear, you look like you're having such a good time," said Ellen.
"Oh," Vivian moaned softly, trying to recover from, the most shattering orgasm she ever remembered having, and struggling to catch her breath, while Ellen's son lay sprawled on top of her. "What must my husband Joe think of my behavior?"
Ellen raised her head and looked around the room. At the far end, Joe with Louise Ulmer, was rolling around on the floor, their arms and legs entwined about each other.
"He probably hasn't had time to think about it one way or another," said Ellen. "He and Louise Ulmer are fucking like crazy."
Vivian Warner looked stunned.
"I hope my son is giving you a good time," said Ellen sweetly, "because your husband sure did a great job of eating my pussy. Did you hear me scream awhile ago? He nipped my clit, the horny bastard!"
Getting to her feet, Ellen decided it would be a good idea to look in on the family room, to make sure the teenagers were being civilized.
Just then Pamela came into the room, looking a little rumpled, as though she'd just got laid. Now that her lust for Phil Hatke was satisfied, she apparently was ready now to get back to being faithful to Brent. Then she saw him on top of Mrs. Warner, eagerly plowing her cunt again.
Pamela stifled a sob, dashed from the room and ran upstairs. Ellen stood there, shaking her head.
At the other end of the living room, Clyde Ulmer rolled off of Angie Todd's naked body and onto the floor, panting and gasping. Angie had drained him. There was little doubt that he was finished for awhile. Angie got to her feet and came over to Ellen to complain about these one-shot romeos.
Just as she began to tirade, Phil Hatke came in from the dining room. Having recovered from his romp with Pamela, he had decided that was really hot stuff and he wanted more of her. He came into the living room looking for her and ran smack into Angie, naked, hot and ready. They made eyes at each other and Phil tore off his clothes. When he turned around, Angie was stretched out on the couch, waiting for him. He sailed onto her and connected, like a plug on a lamp being plugged into a wall socket. Both of them lit up.
Ellen started for the family room, shaking her head again.
In the family room, Ellen saw that Greg Hatke was alone with Carol and Dorie, since his brother Phil had crawled under the dining room table with
Pamela to fuck her and was now in the living room having a romp on the couch with Angie.
The two girls had Greg stripped naked and were naked themselves. Greg was on his back on the carpeted floor with Carol's hot moist cunt covering his mouth. Behind her, Dorie straddled him, impaled on his cock. Since all Ellen could see was his big, hairy balls wedged tightly in the crack of Doric's ass, she assumed the girl had all of Greg's cock she could possibly get.
Seeing her standing there didn't startle them, so she remained there watching the show they put on, while they screamed, shrieked, panted and groaned their way through one orgasm after another. Then to add a little variety to their activities, Carol and Dorie changed places and Greg got the benefit of tasting his own juices, oozing out of Dorie's cunt that she was crushing onto his mouth.
"Why don't you kids come into the living room now?" Ellen suggested when the three teenagers tired of the position they were in. "The party up there has caught up to the party back here and it might be fun to merge."
She went on back to the living room, while the three teenagers made up their mind whether to join in or go it by themselves.
On entering the living room, she saw that the party had indeed made progress. Everyone was naked, so she quickly pulled off her clothes so as not to be accused of being a party pooper. Max Hatke and Paul had brought the Warner girls back downstairs.
Then Pamela, having decided that grieving over an unfaithful lover wasn't much fun, returned to the party. It surprised her to see everyone naked, but she quickly got out of her clothes. No sooner had she done so than Joe Warner dumped her onto the floor and shoved his prick up into her. It took her a moment to get over the surprise, then she was delighted.
Ellen saw that Angie, to pass the time, had Clyde Ulmer's head securely held between her thighs. Her husband, Paul, noticing her actions, was pleased to see his spouse enjoying herself.
"Nothing like a little group physical therapy to brighten everyone's spirits," he said to Vivian Warner, who quickly pointed out to him that her pussy was in urgent need of attention.
Ellen laughed when she saw Carol, Dorie and Greg come into the room to join the party. On seeing that everyone there was bare-assed naked, they realized they'd put their clothes on for nothing and had to strip all over again.
Young Greg Hatke, whom Ellen learned had been on the make for Julie Warner for nearly a year without any success, suddenly found the girl was quite receptive to him. They soon disappeared from the living room, having decided their newfound relationship would thrive much better upstairs in one of the bedrooms.
Ellen was pleased to see her son having such a good time. While Louise Ulmer knelt before him and sucked his cock, Brent had his hands full. One hand was holding Eva Warner's curvacious ass, the other was grasping Dorie's shapely buns. Both girls pressed their tits up tight against him while they covered his face, neck and chest with kisses.
When Ellen looked at Carol, she saw that the girl was almost as busy as Brent was. She was on her knees in front of Phil Hatke, sucking his cock as he was sprawled in an easy chair. Behind her was Phil's father, Max, holding the girl by her ass, fucking her doggy style.
It was all so interesting to watch, Ellen hated to leave it, but she had to get upstairs to the bathroom, to give her kidneys some relief.
Rushing through the door, she plopped onto the seat of the John and let her water gush, before she saw that the bathroom was occupied by Julie and Greg. Julie was caught in the act of letting Greg give her a good wash between her legs and she looked very embarrassed.
"Sorry, kids," said Ellen matter-of-factly, "but when you gotta go, you gotta go."
Ellen's explanation did little to soothe the girl who wasn't accustomed to sharing a bathroom with anyone, much less someone who was pissing in front of her boyfriend. The fact that the boy had his hands all over her ass, made her feel like she'd been caught in the act of doing something dirty. Actually she was in the act of doing something clean. Greg was washing her cunt, the crack of her ass and her asshole.
As soon as Greg had dried her sexual parts with a towel, the blushing girl hastily departed from the bathroom. Ellen pulled the door closed behind her and got to her feet, blocking the boy's departure.
"You aren't in any hurry, are you, dear?" asked Ellen in a low, sensuous voice, as her arms entwined about the boy's neck. "God, you're a good-looking kid, you know that?"
Her mouth pressed onto his and she gave him a kiss hot enough to singe his hair. Her tongue darted inside his mouth and stayed there. Pressing up against him, she felt his cock spring into life and her heart beat faster as she realized what an impressive length he had.
"Greg? Are you coming?" said a voice through the door.
"Yeah ..."
"You've been busy with teenage pussy all evening, lover," said Ellen throatily. "How about finding out what a mature woman is like, one who's really hot for you?"
"Greg . . . ?"
"Uh . . . In a minute ..."
His hands around her waist moved onto Ellen's ass and fondled the shapely well rounded cheeks. Ellen smiled excitedly. The fox Was about to snare a rabbit.
"Mmmmmm, that's it, lover. Feel my ass," she whispered lewdly. "I love the feel of your hands on my ass. You're going to feel me all over ... my tits ... my cunt ..."
"Greg!"
"Uh . . . You go ahead, Julie. I'll be along . . .
after awhile ..."
"Mminmmm," murmured Ellen, after she'd covered his face, neck and shoulders with kisses. "I'm going to take you into my bedroom and lock the door behind us. Then you're going to fuck me in every position you know about, and a few that I'm going to show you."
She soon had the boy so worked up he could hardly wait to get started.
"In a little while, darling," she murmured. "We'll give your girlfriend out there a few minutes to get the idea that I want you all to myself. Then we'll go."
She went back to kissing him, then pulled his face down: onto: her tits.; Greg sucked:on- them like: it was the first time he'd ever been that close to a pair of tits.
"My God, darling," Ellen gasped. "You act like you're starved. Didn't you get any tit sucking from Carol and Dorie, or from Julie?"
"Oh, sure," said Greg. "But they're not like these. Your tits are fabulous!"
"Darling," she said after awhile. "Let's take a shower together."
"Sure!" said Greg with a big grin.
"You go ahead and adjust the water, while I tuck my hair into a shower cap," said Ellen.
As soon as Ellen got into the shower with him, Greg began having the time of his life. He coated her with a thick creamy lather of soap from her neck to her knees. He spent a lot of time lathering up her tits, until Ellen was hot enough to go up the wall. Then he spent just as much time soaping her cunt.
It was more than Ellen could stand. She climaxed while he was working his finger around her asshole.
"Ah! Oh! Ah ..."
Greg couldn't resist the temptation. He thrust his finger up her ass while Ellen clung frantically to the towel bar.
"Sorry dear," said Ellen panting. "You spend too much time fooling around. I couldn't wait for you,"
"I didn't know you had to leave on schedule/' said Greg, grinning at her. "Next time I'll climb on board first and then fool around."
"Very funny," said Ellen, sticking her tongue out at him.
Turning her back to him for a moment, Ellen was suddenly grabbed from behind. Young Greg's arms encircled her as his stiffly erect cock pressed into the groove between the shapely globes of her ass. Taking the hint, she bent over, placing her feet wide apart. Greg did the rest. With his hands on her hips, the head of his cock pressed in past the lips of her cunt. In a moment, Ellen had the entire length up in her, right to his balls.
"Oh, that's it, honey," she said, feeling good all over. "Now you can fool around as much as you want."
Ellen was in seventh heaven with the teenager's cock buried in her cunt, as Greg put it to her doggy style. She knew she couldn't take too much of what he was doing to her, it felt too good. Already she was feeling stabs of pleasure shooting through her.
She humped her ass back against his loins and wriggled her hips frantically. Inside her head, images of what they must look like together, flashed lik& a pornographic movie on a screen. The sheer ecstasy of what young Greg was doing to her with his cock, drove her closer and closer to the brink. Before she realized it, she felt a rising tingle in her cunt, an exciting itch. Then it happened. The flood of pleasure was almost more than she could stand. Ellen thrust her ass into the young boy's groin. She ground her throbbing wet pussy onto his cock and rode the crest of her orgasm.
"Oh, lover! Give it to me! Ah!"
"Jeez, Mrs. Harden! Uuugh!"
Ellen was so hot and so far gone, it was all she could do to keep on her feet as Greg rammed her with his hard prick. She could feel his load gushing up into her. Huge gobs of it.
"Ah! Eeei!"
She was making noises in her throat and thrashing about wildly. He had his arms under and around her, holding onto her tightly. She wanted him to cling to her like that forever.
The boy's bone-hard prick never left Ellen's cunt. He kept right on pounding away at her, holdling her by her ass and then by her shoulders, seemingly unaffected by the torrent of hot cream he had shot into her ass.
It wasn't long until Ellen realized there was a strong possibility he'd bring her into another orgasm, even before his prick spurted a second time into her cunt.
Ellen knew it was coming.;She,could tell by the way that she felt and she wriggled her hot, little ass even more. Her hips undulated and she pushed her cunt back onto his cock. Greg tightened his hold on her and really put it to her.
Suddenly she was there, Ellen could hear the boy shrieking with the intense pleasure and passion he was feeling. He gave her cunt another flood of hot juice. With a fierce grip on her writhing ass, he drilled his cock into her cunt, trying to gallantly give it all to her. In that same instant Ellen felt an intense erotic sensation that seemed to explode in her cunt, as the juice from the head of Greg's cock spurted into her heated pussy.
"Ah! Eei! Oh!"
"You luscious cunt! Uuuh! Uuugh!"
"Will you listen to them in there?" said a voice in the bathroom, on the other side of the glass shower door.
"Maybe the water's too hot," suggested another voice.
Ellen heard water splashing into the John. "Let's not disturb them," said one voice.
"On the other hand," said the other voice. "Let's!"
The shower door suddenly came open and Angie stuck her head in. "I might have known," she said. "It had to be my sister. Who else screams like that, when she's getting fucked?"
"Is it Ellen?" asked Vivian Warner, trying to peer over Angle's shoulder.
Without any further hesitation, Angie stepped into the shower and Vivian crowed in behind her.
"Hey, you two are sure getting it on," said Angie. "I hope we're not intruding."
"And if we are," said Vivian with a laugh, "tough shit!"
"I'm amazed," said Angie. "This kid is still on his feet. And quite active, too, after all the poor boy's been through. Carol and Dorie told me what all they did with him in the family room. The heartless little twerps!"
In the crowded shower stall, Ellen was still feeling intense pleasure from her orgasm and frpm the grunting, gasping sounds Greg was making, so was he. When he finally slipped his prick out of Ellen's cunt, both Angie and Vivian gave him their loving attention. They soaped him all over, working up a thick lather on him, especially on his cock.
Angie and Vivian gave so much time and attention to Greg's prick and balls, they soon had his cock standing up again.
Ellen grinned good naturedly at the two women who were mauling her young lover. The boy seemed not to mind at all. One hand was feeling Angie's tits while his other was exploring Vivian's ass. It was quite obvious to Ellen that her plans to get the boy into her bedroom where she would have him all to herself, were shot to hell. So there seemed little point in staying in the shower and getting in the way. Giving her cunt a quick wash, she opened the door and stepped out.
"Hey! You leaving?" asked Angie.
"Yes. I got mine," said EUen, drying herself off. "Hope I left enough for you. If I didn't, well, that's the way the mop flops."
"Thanks a lot. Don't go away mad," said Vivian.
"Fuck you, too," said Ellen, pulling off her shower cap and then combing her hair.
Back in the living room, Ellen watched her son Brent for awhile. He was a good mixer. Not content to hang onto Eva Warner all evening, he left her in the hands of Clyde Ulmer, who was anxious to try out her teenage cunt. Then Brent circulated among the ladies, sucking on tits of various shapes and sizes and fingering cunts, also in a variety of sizes and shapes. He knelt down and gave an affectionate kiss to Louise Ulmer who was on her hands and knees, being fucked doggy style by young Phil Hatke.
When the couch was vacant, Ellen went over and sat down on it. She wasn't there long, when she was joined by Max Hatke.
"Hey, Ellen, how about sucking my cock for awhile? It's nice and clean. I just washed it in the kitchen sink."
"Thanks. I'll try to remember that when I wash the breakfast dishes in it."
"Well, I went upstairs to the bathroom, but some babe was getting fucked in the shower."
"Really? Was someone getting fucked in the sink, too?"
"No, but her screams were awfully hard on my nerves," said Max. "I took a piss and got out of there."
"And washed your cock in the kitchen sink?"
"Yeah."
"I'm glad you didn't take a piss there, too," said Ellen. "That was very thoughtful of you."
"Well, it's little things like that, that make the difference between a gentleman and a slob. You know what I mean?" said Max.
"You're right," agreed Ellen. "Like farting at the dinner table."
"Or belching in church."
"Or scratching your balls in a restaurant."
"Are you gonna suck my cock?"
"Oh . . . yes."
Ellen placed her mouth over the throbbing bulbous head of Max's hard cock and sucked gently. The feeling of having his big, solid prick so lovingly sucked and licked by this beautiful woman, was obviously a big thrill for him. He let Ellen know it in no uncertain terms.
"Oh, Ellen, baby! Can you ever suck cock! Oh, that feels so nice, I could shoot off right now in your mouth!"
"Ellen looked up at him. "Well, isn't that the whole idea?"
"You don't mind?"
"Well, I sure as hell don't want you shooting all over my couch. Or my carpet either."
Max shrugged. "Then I guess it has to be in your mouth. Damned if I want to mess up your house."
"Thanks."
Ellen, for her part, was enjoying Max's prick to the fullest. She was completely thrilled by it and was so hot she didn't want to waste any more time. She was very much aware that he would be with her only a short time and she intended to make the most of every minute of it.
"Ellen," he said in a hoarse whisper. "Turn yourself around, so I can do something nice for you."
She caught his meaning. Without taking her mouth from his cock, she moved around and lifted her leg over him, so that her ass was over his face, as he stretched out on the couch on his back.
Ellen gasped as he pulled her cunt down onto his face. His tongue licked along the moist, sensitive lips of her cunt and she let out a squeal of delight. He gave her cuntlips a good going over with his tongue until he had her panting from his lewd activity.
When his eager, searching tongue found her clit, she rotated her hips against him. She loved having a man do this to her. She loved the feel of his tongue on her clit. She wanted to come all over his face and have him taste her juices.
The very thought of having Max eating her pussy was almost enough to make her climax. She clung to his body and stuffed as much of his cock into her mouth as she could manage. Max was hung very well. He would make her very happy when he got that huge, hard thing up into her cunt.
Ellen was as excited as all get out with the feel of Max's tongue on her cunt and she arched her back and rubbed her hot, wet cuntlips across his face. She couldn't stand much more of what he was doing to her. She was already lost in the delicious sensations he was causing in her cunt.
His eager tongue worked on her cunt faster and faster. He nibbled frantically on her clit. His finger teased her asshole. He didn't penetrate the tight muscle, but he rubbed it gently to stimulate her there.
"Oh! Max! Oh, Jee!"
The ferocity of Ellen's orgasm was so violent, and the subsequent sucking she did on his prick so strong, Max couldn't hold out. Before he could even warn her, he shot his hot load into her mouth. He filled her with all the juice he had for her. He thrust his prick back and forth in her mouth the way he thrust his tongue in and out of her cunt.
"Take it, Ellen, baby! Swallow my juice!"
Ellen put all her efforts into sucking Max's spurting prick. She had come down somewhat from the heights of her climax and now she could concentrate on giving him as much pleasure as he had given her. She wasn't content to be merely good. She wanted to be absolutely fabulous, to be the best piece of ass he'd had tonight. She wanted to possess him in this way, so that he'd always feel that no other female at this party could suck his cock as wonderfully as she did.
She kept licking and sucking around the head of his cock with practiced expertise. Having swallowed his hot charge of come, she was determined to keep his prick stiff and strong and bring him off a second time. She had no cause for worry. Max's cock showed not the slightest sign of wilting. She bobbed her head up and down on the shaft of his prick, trying to keep up a strong suction on the head.
In front of the couch, Ellen's son, Brent, stood with his arms around Eva Warner. His prick was stiff and he tried to get Eva down onto the floor, but she wasn't cooperating.
"Not just now, honey. I want to watch your mother. God, look at her suck Max's cock. She's so good at it!"
"You're telling me?" said Brent.
"She's sensational."
"Well, she practices a lot."
"Oh? Who on?"
"Me?"
"Really?"
"Sure. Before the Todds came to stay with us, I slept with Mom," said Brent. "I could always figure on getting two blow jobs a night, besides the fucking we did."
"Ohhhhhh ..." said Eva. "Don't you sleep with her now, since the Todds are staying with you?"
"Oh, sure, but not as often," said Brent. "Uncle Paul sleeps with her, too. And I sleep with Aunt Angie. And the girls."
"It sure sounds like you have fun here," said Eva.
Brent grinned at her, sneaking his hand along the crack of her ass. "We sure do. Why don't you stay overnight sometime, and be a part of our sleeping arrangements?"
"I sure will," Eva promised, "if Mom will let me."
Brent laughed. "After tonight, she'll come with you."
"Max!" shrieked Ellen. "Oh, Je-Ah! Oh! Eeei." .
Ellen sucked on Max's cock lustfully, thrilling to the feel of his mouth on her spasming cunt.
"Ellen! Oh, God, baby! Uuugh!"
Ellen didn't stop sucking when Max shot his load, but hungrily sucked him until she had the last drop from his cock. She took the entire load without letting any of it escape. She was still rubbing her cunt on Max's mouth, the pleasure of her last orgasm still quite overwhelming.
Finally it was over. Max's cock collapsed in her mouth as he lay with his head wedged smugly between her hot, wet thighs. Ellen was breathing hard with her full weight on top of him, but there was a warmth in her soul that mellowed her gasping exertion.
She looked up and the eyes of all in the room were on her. Everyone stood and applaused.
Ellen and Max got a standing ovation!