Chapter 2
As almost everyone had reached a very strong orgasm within a few minutes of the climactic finale of Myrna's public display of intense and nymphomaniac performance, there was a line at all three available bathrooms. Some showered together in groups of two and three, others preferred privacy.
"Oh, you beautiful bitch!" Doris exclaimed. She was admiring Terri, who had just emerged fresh and clean and with a new touch of lipstick from one of the bathrooms. "I don't know why you insisted on bathing alone. I would certainly have preferred you as a partner in the soap bubbles to Tommy. But ... there is that feeling, you know, the realization that I'm in there sudsing up that big hunk of body, that I've sucked the prick, that I'm sexing it up with a man I can look at on TV every day as such a celebrity."
"Yes, but with the nature of your 'friendship,' " Terri commented, throwing back her long blonde hair and wearing the perpetually sensual look on her face, "you can hardly go about namedropping. I can just see you at one of your very straight afternoon teas saying, 'Oh, I sucked off Tommy Stafford's cock last night! Don't you think he's just marvelous on his TV show?' "
"Kiss me, darling," the woman asked, tilting her face toward Terri. "And get that depressed look off your face."
The slim, small-breasted Doris pressed her moist lips to Terri's. Their mouths moved together, and then their bodies joined in. Doris skillfully pushed her pelvis into Terri's, protruding her organs against those of the girl, until her mound of Venus probed up and down the open slit of the young fashion designer, the pubic hair rubbing roughly over her clit.
Four men gathered around to watch, one so aroused that he began to play with his limp penis. But as women joined in to see too, there were more delicate hands and even a few lips at the men's organs. There was, however, a complete lack of the frenzy, the fiercely intense fucking and sucking that accompanied Myrna's display of pure nymphomania. The sexual activities were leisurely and relaxed, aimed at subtle titillation rather than urgently demanding orgasms.
Doris let her hands roam all over the big, white orbs of Terri's firm, young ass, then pulled them apart. Her fingers began to probe, seeking the sensitive little hole. But it was soon joined by an eager, wet tongue that belonged to Myrna's husband, Ward. He was kneeling behind the beautiful Terri and had preceded his lingual invasion with a thorough licking of her back thighs from the knee up, as well as wetting down the two globes until they glistened with his saliva.
Terri experienced two mini-orgasms, then grasped Doris' hand and broke away from their kiss. "Let's go over and sit down for a while. I'm feeling funny again."
"You've had two drinks and another cigarette since the last time you felt 'funny,' " Doris said scoldingly, settling next to her on a couch and continuing to hold her hand tightly. "Just what is the matter with you tonight? You've lived it up this way before and it never affected you like this."
"It's ... like fear, like mental telepathy," Terri tried to explain, gesturing hopelessly with her hand. "It's as if someone was trying to contact me to tell me something I won't want to hear, someone very close to me in a way, yet also quite distant. It's ... very hard to explain. But I'm afraid, Doris. I think that it may be...."
Terri abruptly ceased her attempted explanation when she felt Doris' hand withdraw quickly as the woman stood up. "Oh, I'm sure it's nothing, really. Forget about it, and have fun. Here come our two sexy, sexy stewardesses!" Doris announced. And Terri had the distinct impression that Doris had been paying her no attention to begin with, but had let her talk to herself. For a wealthy woman obsessed with young girls sexually, their personal problems seemed of little concern to Doris. And this was particularly true when she was anxiously awaiting the arrival of two twenty-year-old stewardesses to double her pleasure.
Doris rushed over to kiss them both, then steered them into the room of debauchees. The sight of a roomful of naked men and women had much less effect on the two pretty girls than their own appearance had on their viewers. They had been told what kind of party to expect and, although neither had attended a genuine orgy such as this, they were bisexual and quite libertine. They had indeed looked forward to Doris' invitation with sensual anticipation.
Laura Bradford was a California girl, a striking brunette of tall and statuesque proportions and just enough curves to make her interesting. Her slim body was highlighted by a wispy eighteen inch waistline. Her face showed desire, her big brown eyes gazing with intrigue and fascination as if trying to decide which body she would like most to be with.
Lori Heilbronn was a German girl from Frankfurt, who worked as a team with Laura on the New York-Frankfurt runs regularly. Her hair had a sheen which set off its reddish-brown coloring that framed her healthy face and sloe eyes with a meaningful expression of sensuality. Her body was more full and firm than Laura's, probably measuring close to 36-25-37. And, while Laura's eyes scanned the crowd, Lori (for Hannalore) delighted in clinging to Doris, letting her hand roam the naked ass freely.
"You know, Ward," Don was saying to Myrna's husband, "there's something about those miniskirted stewardesses' uniforms that makes them look sexier than the naked dolls around here."
"Wait until they start to strip," Tommy joined in the observation, boasting, "I make about half the stewardesses I try. Watching them strip is a hang-up, man. I like the German girl. That Teutonic cunt tastes better than the French ... and they were the ones who were supposed to have started eating sex."
After Doris introduced the two girls to everyone, she fixed a drink for them at the bar and they sat on stools side by side and let the crowd admire their sleekly panty-hosed legs far beyond mid-thigh. They wore identical uniforms, the short blue skirts, white shirts and yellow jackets, fitted boldly to their firm young bodies. And, of course, they each had on little caps with the flight insignia of their airline toward the front.
Lori, in fact, had just put her hand up to remove the cap when Tommy cried out, "Stop!" He walked over and scooted his hulky frame between the two girls and surrounded them with his arms. His penis was beginning to show new signs of life as he said, "I hereby declare that Lori and Laura will not be allowed to remove their cute little caps under any conditions tonight! Everything else goes! But the caps stay on! Does everyone agree?"
"Yes," was chorused from throughout the crowd.
"And having won a unanimous decision on that," Tommy stated, removing his arm from Laura's neck and facing Lori, "I will be the first guest to have the pleasure of eating a nice young pussy, just flown over from Europe!"
"Oh ... no!" Lori cried out with a big laugh, yet intuitively spread her thighs and pulled up her skirt as she sat on the stool before him. "I still do not take off my pantyhose yet! You can wait two seconds, can you not?"
"Too long, schazi," Tommy declared, kneeling between the full, firm, shapely thighs, and pleased to find that she wore no additional panties. "I'm going to show you something I learned by watching one of your ... your girl friends eat a pussy once. Um-mmm, what a nice smell! Natural cunt!"
Without wasting any more time on words, Tommy began to liquidly lick the sleek nylon of the pantyhose along her mid-thigh. He worked very slowly, tonguing all the way down to her right knee, then crossing over to the left thigh and working up. As he approached her crotch, licking along her inner thigh, the young German girl suddenly gasped and reached out to grasp the raised edge of the bar at either side. Her knuckles turned white and her head began to go limp and loll around with an ecstatic expression.
"Oh, liebchin ... saugst du mir furzi!" she cried out, begging him to "suck."
Tommy eased himself to his knees and put the girl's thighs over his shoulder so as to gain more comfortable access to her crotch. Doris, Laura, and a few other voyeuristic souls, closed in to observe as much as they could. Terri and Myrna were there too, squeezing each others' breasts, sliding fingers between wet pussy lips.
As the easily aroused girl continued to babble passionately in both German and English, Tommy had literally saturated the crotch of her sheer, thin pantyhose with a delightful mixture of his saliva and her abundant feminine secretions. As he sucked hard and long, expelling his hot breath into her cunt after each suck, the sound sent shivers through those watching. The sucking through the nylon material sounded like one sipping the last bits of a drink with crushed ice through a straw. Yet there was a more bass quality, an intimate eroticism that made it differ.
Tommy reached under to grasp each buttock of her firm and full ass, digging his fingers through the material of her pantyhose and making her sigh and pant with even more intense feeling. With each of his cheeks, he nudged the pantyhose deeper into her crotch until the soaked nylon clung with revealing contours of Lori's swollen cunt lips and the beginning of her inside flesh, plus the rounded mound just above her sexual opening.
As Tommy continued to lick, the girl's small bud of a clit was outlined, and the sensation of being sucked and licked through sleek, sheer nylon was a completely new and exceptionally wonderful experience for Lori, who loved to have her pussy eaten far more than to have it fucked. But she soon discovered that, while the sensations were making her passions more and more acute, while she gripped the bar edge and moved her hips, pushing and moving her pussy up and down over the rapacious tongue, she could not quite reach orgasm!
"Take off the pantyhose!" she cried critically, gritting her teeth and jerking her head around deliriously. "Tear that off! Bite them off with your teeth ... I don't care if it hurts too. ... "
"I've never seen anyone get the better of you, schazi," her colleague Laura said, her eyes blazing with passion as she felt Doris' juicy clit and rubbed it with her finger. "You were never so mad for an orgasm even when Doris and I both worked you over for two hours that night in Frankfurt last month...."
"Shut up!" Lori screeched at her angrily as she continued to move her hips and let the drooling fluids excite her even more as they crept down the length of the pantyhose to her knees! "If ... .if you had this man to your pussy ... and he don't do it without pantyhose on, you, oh, shit, you be crazy too. Please! Tommeee! Suck my cunt raw! I could kill you for this!"
Terri shifted her eyes to the statuesque Laura, with an idea brewing fast in her erotic mind, her ringers still frigging Myrna's insatiable pussy. But Laura saw the gleam, and looked at Doris, who was telegraphing the same idea with her eyes. Immediately, she disengaged from her clutch with Doris, pulled the miniskirt of her uniform to her hips, and peeled down her pantyhose and removed them. Tossing the wispy garment aside, she looked at Doris and the others who had been observing her exposure of a thickly constructed triangle of jet-black pubic hair that parted at the bottom to reveal two liquidly shining cunt lips.
Doris knelt and immediately glued her lips to Laura's pussy, sucking and licking in the effective way that only a Lesbian can understand. And while Laura's hands gripped the bar edge at her sides, Ward came up and began to remove her clothing as Terri did precisely the same service for the more firmly built German stewardess.
Glancing at each other with a smile, Don and Terri decided they would perform each move in unison. At first, Don had tried to unzip the miniskirt at the side of Laura and figure out how to get it off without bothering Doris's eager sucking of the sighing girl's vulva. Terri shook her head at him and reached for the front buttons of Lori's jacket.
Don followed suit with Laura and both stewardesses briefly let go of the bar edge as their jackets were removed and folded neatly over a chair. More understanding of Terri's strategy now, it was Don whose fingers went immediately to the buttons of Laura's moderately filled blouse, and Terri was only a second behind in unbuttoning the tighter and more bulging blouse of the German girl.
Previous comments by Tommy and others about the greater sexiness of the stewardesses in uniforms or partly dressed, when compared with the girls and women who had been running around for the last hour or more totally naked, were obviously sound. Small sighs, gasps, and breathily whispered comments emerged from the group as the blouses were removed in the same slow and cooperative manner as the jackets.
It was at that point that the two girls ceased to be uniformly attired. The statuesque Laura wore no bra at all! Her titties were small, but very firm and pertly up-tilted at the nipples. "About between the size of average lemons and average oranges," Don commented to a passionate young blonde at his side.
"Darling," she responded to him with flashing eyes, "there's nothing average about that girl. Um-mmm, that tall, willowy body! The long legs! And what a wonderful tit-size! We could open our mouths real wide and suck each one all the way inside ... and suck and suck ... just like sucking cock...."
"We ... we'll have to wait until Terri and Ward finish the stripping," Don said, excited to discover the young blonde was bisexual, as he stood behind her and rubbed his half-hard cock in the crease of her firm and projecting ass.
Lori, whose breasts were among the largest of any of the female guests there, wore a very erotic French bra that covered all of each breast but the nipples, which protruded from the tight cups as if they were being squeezed out! Un-like the small and inverted nipples and minute areolas of Laura's tits, Lori's were huge and red! And as soon as Terri had removed the blouse, Lori put both hands to her mouth, sucked and lubricated both index fingers, then applied one to each nipple in a circular rubbing motion. Her face showed insatiable passion! Her nipples swelled hard! She began to undulate her impassioned body more and more, thinking her auto-arousal of the nipples might bring on the orgasm she so desperately craved!
Since Laura wore no bra, Tommy immediately hatched an idea of what he would do to compensate for the action of Terri's removal of Lori's. As the young American girl untied the bow between the cups of the German girl's bra and let them drop away from the protruding mounds of delicious flesh that seemed to long for their freedom, Tommy licked his index fingers, just as Lori had done, and then applied them to the tiny inverted nipples of Laura in a subtle, circular massage.
In the meantime, Don's cock was growing harder by the second. He moved back from the buxom blonde and let the organ move up into its angle of erection. When he squashed his body to the girl's rear again, his balls rested in the cleavage of her buttocks, while the penis slipped upward into the slight indentation that began at the small of her back. What with the perspiration of their moving bodies, it slid sensually up and down, and Don brought his arms around her hips so that his fingers roamed through the hairy forest of her pubic mound, then began to titillate the moist fleshiness of her eager cunt lips.
"I like a girl who goes both ways," he whispered into her ear, then licked her lobe and down to the nape of her neck before continuing. "You ... are serious about our taking over her tits when Tommy gets that damned skirt off ... aren't you?"
"Oh ... ummm," the girl sighed, pressing her back closer and moving up and down against Don's rigid penis, "you bet your cock and balls I'm serious, darling. I only wish I had Doris' place right now. Oh! I bet that pussy tastes good."
"What about a cock?" Don inquired with a frown, just as Terri and Ward unzipped the skirts at the stewardesses' sides and pulled them up over their heads, with the cooperation of the girls who raised their arms aloft momentarily. "You go for cock too, don't you?"
"Yes ... and I love a mixed fruit salad," the blonde said as they rushed over by Laura. "I'd like to suck on both of you while you're fucking a sweet girl like Laura here. And ... when I'm in the mood ... I like to beat a man's cock!"
"Say ... you sound like you're my kind of broad!" Don said enthusiastically. "I'd like to tie you down on the bed and tease you for about an hour too ... really give you hell...."
"I know you would," she said with an erotic smile as she leaned down next to Laura and pushed aside a very disappointed Tommy. "I've heard about your spanking 'trade-off' sessions with Terri. I think I'd like that. . .
Both Don and the blonde lowered their heads and started to suck on Laura's small nipples. The tall and sensuous airline hostess, who had already screamed out from a climax that Doris had sucked from her moments before, screeched in ecstasy and gripped the edge of the bar tensely with both hands. She looked down in wonder at the three people who were sending sexual thrills all through her passionate body.
The blonde girl already had sucked Laura's entire left breast into her mouth and was pushing it around with her tongue. But when Don, who had merely been teasingly licking her right nipple, suddenly swallowed the breast whole, Laura tensed her slim legs about Doris' head, felt the talented tongue slither fast over her vagina, and screamed again.
"Oh ... oh, I'm coming!" she panted helplessly, ecstatically. "Oh, God! It's so wonderful to just look at all three of you do me like this! Suck ... keep sucking me ... please!"
That was all the cue the orally obsessed trio needed to suck more and more, employ tongue techniques and lip movements that would bring Laura to her third orgasm. But while Doris was fingering her own clit for satisfaction, Don reached over across Laura's taut belly and finger-fondled the dripping cunt of the blonde. She reciprocated by handling his cock expertly and waiting for the telltale throbs of impending orgasm, at which time she fully intended to lunge downward and suck off his entire load.
Only a few feet away on the next stool, Lori was panting and muttering erotic phrases in English and German again. With the gusto of an obsession, Terri was sucking hard, tonguing and nibbling the girl's right nipple and surrounding areola. With her left hand, Terri reached all the way around her back and jiggled the other melon, squeezed the nipple mercilessly between her ringers and moaned passionately. Lori threw back her head and cried out, begging the insistent Tommy to take off her pantyhose. like a nymphomaniac or "hard-comer," the poor girl was going through agonized despair ... so wildly aroused, but unable to come.
"Oh, look sweetie, meine schazi," she whispered pleadingly in Terri's ear. "You got to help me! Make him go away ... kick his god damn balls maybe. Honey ... I got to have your tongue in my pussy. I got to! And ... tear off them god damn pantyhose! Don't mess with time to take them off. In my flight bag, I got two more pair ... oh, do it, please, liebchin!"
Slowly, Terri let the big tit drop from her grip. She continued to fondle and squeeze them both as she looked down at Tommy, who was still licking and sucking Lori's pussy through the pantyhose. Briefly, Terry glanced over to see Doris working on the tall girl's naked crotch, her whole face almost buried in it. Chills ran up and down Terri's fiery body. She smoothed her hands over the full and shapely thighs of the German girl, the sheerness of the nylon causing a subtly different sensation.
Terri slid down on the floor by Tommy and kissed him on the back of the neck. With her wet tongue constantly in motion, she worked around and across his broad shoulder, up into his armpit and over to his left nipple. She tongued and sucked it a few moments in the awkward I position, then licked her way liquidly back to his left ear. I She could tell that the effect of her ministrations had already made him suck harder on Lori's pantyhosed cunt, I made his body move around more.
"I'm going to suck your cock, darling," she whispered breathlessly in his ear, feeling that would be the easiest way to cool him off and make him lose interest in sucking I Lori enough so he could easily be persuaded to turn the j girl over to Terri, perhaps with a request to suck her j pussy.
Tommy grunted a definite "go ahead," and Terri lay I sideways under his belly after he raised his lower body. I The two movements were hardly coordinated, only I causing Terri's mouth to be farther from his manhandled, hard cock. Quickly, she sat down on the floor and leaned j back a little, supporting herself at the right height with her I hands. She was thus on the floor, legs stretched out between Tommy's heavy thighs, and could tilt her head backward just a little and receive the cock after it brushed across her hair.
Terri did not want to prolong her activity with Tommy, because she knew Lori was desperate to be eaten raw, rather than through the panty material, which was Tommy's current kick. However, Terri also enjoyed cocksucking so she was determined to get some pleasure from Tommy, too.
The head of his cock grazed over her soft cheeks as she moved her neck around. Then she let it go up over her forehead and into her hair, feeling the pulse of it on the sensitive flesh of her scalp. Terri liked Tommy's cock. It was a very "shapely" penis and quite clean and free of blemishes and veins. She continued to move her head around so that the cock and balls grazed over her chin, rested in her eye recesses over closed lids, brushed her lips, and even squashed over her nose.
After a few moments of this extreme titillation of the sexually enflamed man, Terri started to lick the furry softness of the head of Tommy's cock. She gathered much saliva on her tongue and saw to it that his penis was coated with it all over the head, around and under the ridge, and at the beginning of the shaft. Tommy grunted and moaned as he continued to lap and suck at the crotch of the German girl's pantyhose, desperate for Terri to take all his cock in her mouth.
It was a slightly different feeling, Terri realized with intrigue, for her to suck a cock without the use of her hands for manipulation. She raised her head slightly and let it go forward again, the head of the prick moving along the roof of her mouth until it was finally forced past her palate and tilted down into her throat. She was quite proud of the fact that she hardly ever gagged or felt any discomfort while eating a man. Tommy's prick slid in so deeply, in fact, that her lips could feel the pubic hair above and the scrotum below.
And then she began to suck, reveling in the fullness sensation of his fat cock, wanting it to last as long as possible. Terri knew she was very selfish, thinking only of her own pleasures, wanting to drag out each erotic act to its limit, knowing others were waiting to possess her in various physical ways.
Terri gulped and felt her throat muscles close over the head of Tommy's penis. And then she began to move her head back and forth slowly, treasuring each moment that her mouth and throat could enjoy the fulfilling pleasure of his throbbing rod.
And then suddenly, she felt the mighty male muscle constrict and begin to spasm. She knew that he was on the verge of coming, and she too felt the need to taste him, swallow him ... right that moment! She sucked harder, moved it in and out of her mouth faster, the timing instinctive or by luck, allowing his generous flow of ejaculate to pour over her tongue as she was moving her mouth backward.
So incensed and titillated was she that Terri pushed her cunt up and down his leg sideways and managed to squeeze out an orgasm of her own as she gulped deliciously at the sperm that flowed and then oozed out into her mouth.
"Whee-yow!" Tommy exclaimed boisterously as he voluntarily removed his aching mouth from the crotch of Lori's pantyhose. "God damn, Terri ... you suck cock better than a fifteen-year-old queer!"
Terri paid the TV celebrity the scantest of attention. She took his place, moving in between the German girl's thighs and ripping open the crotch of her pantyhose before burying her face in the slick flesh and lapping out with vigor at the outer and inner lips, the clit, and all the delightfully meaty insides of the young and oversexed cunt.
Jack Morgan came over and tugged the torn garment down each leg, in two pieces, until Lori was finally as naked as everyone else, though she still wore the "cute" little stewardess' cap pinned to her flowingly pretty reddish-blonde hair. Jack stood up and began kissing the German girl on the mouth and breasts as she fondled his prick and balls, both of them moaning sensually from time to time.
Terri was overwhelmed with Lori's well-formed pussy, delighting in the way the clit was almost pointed in shape when it became intensely excited. She moved her hands up around the huge, firm, sleek balls of Lori's naked ass cheeks, then brought her hands back down to the backs of the girl's thighs, squeezing the creamy flesh until the stool finally came in her way and she had to press her hands, force them under the weight of the girl's upper body.
Although the pressure on her hands was tremendous, Terri managed to get her fingers to the ass crease of the sexually agonized German girl. While sucking and gently licking over the clit and gulping the delicious feminine juices that Tommy had helped to create, Terri brought both hands from beneath Lori's ass at the back. Of course! Terri seemed stupid at not having thought to approach from the back in the first place.
"Oh! Oh!" Lori cried out in her husky German accent. "That Terri ... she gon' make me come! Ah! Ah! Saugst du mir! Und mein esel! Fuck my ass-hole, Terri ... put your finger in all way ... Oh! Ah! Scheiss, alles so gut! So schon ... make me crazy! Please, Terri ... don' stop. I keep more coming. I make you have crazy feeling later ... eat your ass-hole ... eat. Oh, suck ... suck my tit, Jack ... bite me!"
As Lori went into what appeared to be a lengthy fit of deeply felt and strong orgasms, Terri became so excited that she sucked the delicious young cunt faster and faster, and smoothed a hand down her own stomach and began to finger her throbbing clit. As she was positioned there in front of Lori, supported on her parted knees, she heard the voice of Myrna, very close by.
"May I eat you too, darling?" Myrna asked plaintively.
Immediately, Terri grunted in the affirmative and spread her knees a little farther apart. She recalled that she had left poor Myrna high and dry to come over and strip Lori. If her mouth had not been buried between the sweet juncture of the airline hostess' thighs, she would have apologized, although in this crowd, apologies were never necessary if one decided to link with someone else. And Terri also knew how very much Myrna loved to suck her pussy. Letting her would be ample compensation.
The nymphomaniac redhead scooted between Terri's thighs until her face was straddled by them and she felt a drop of the girl's secretions fall on her lips. Avidly licking it into her mouth, and spreading her own thighs to accommodate a prick whose owner she could not even see, Myrna reached up to grasp the two creamy balls of Terri's buttocks and pulled her down until her crotch was right in her face.
Terri was extremely aroused, experiencing an orgasm as soon as Myrna's lips and tongue began their special brand of oral lovemaking on her pussy. And Myrna was so fascinated and delighted by the taste of her favorite cunt that she really didn't care who was fucking her at the same time. It might even have been her husband for all she knew. Not that such a situation would be unusual or unpleasant. All Myrna could think about was enjoying the potent sensuality of group sex, multiple connections, wet pussies, erupting cocks, soft feminine asses and anuses.
In fact, just as she probed between the cheeks of Terri's lovely young ass (and unknown to her, Terri was doing the same to Lori), the slim, blonde stewardess, Laura, began to scream and cry out in ecstatic throes of orgasm. Her long, slim legs rose up from the floor. She beat on the bar behind her with both hands, then wrapped her arms around the necks of Don and the blonde who were sucking her whole titties while Doris continued to lick and lick at her clit.
Terri only heard the screams and cries of Laura's orgasm, but it added to her sexual enjoyment just the same, knowing that Doris had fucked the tall girl's pussy to climax. She tried to grunt and gesture to everyone interested to come over to her and Lori and Myrna and squeeze every bit of sexual thrill that was left in them!
As Terri continued deliciously to suck Lori's pussy, and experience the strong titillation of Myrna's lips and tongue draining her own vulva, she felt her left breast fondled and sucked by Doris! The statuesque brunette began to handle and massage and squeeze her right breast! Terri wished she had a succession of cocks to suck because she could then swallow all of the delicious sperm. But she remained content in her present condition of having almost every sensitive zone of her body attended to. There was even a tongue at her pulsing and sensitive ass-hole, and she could only assume that Tommy was eating her rear. Why? Because she knew the way he delighted in hardening the tip of his tongue and jamming it past the anal muscles into her rectum!
While a completely simultaneous orgasm was impossible of attainment, Terri's turbulent, undulations, grunts and incoherently muffled squeals of climax resulted in a demonstration of the "domino theory" as it applies to group sex. Myrna pumped her legs and ass up and down, forcing her unseen fucker's prick to dig deeply and his body to pound at her clit! The blonde, Doris and Lori and Laura all began to cry out as they ground their pelvises against a thigh, pushed a cunt to a tongue, or found other physical means of bringing themselves to the crest of orgasmic joy.
Don, meanwhile, had seen to it that he, Jack, Tommy, and one other man, were in the position of sucking and licking the German girl's titties, navel, belly or face, as they all handled their own gorged cocks. One after another, they shot their cream all over Terri's face, breasts, even in her hair.
And as the gushes of precious semen flooded over her while she was still climaxing and enjoying the feel of Lori's soaked crotch with her lips and tongue, Terri felt yet another orgasm coming, and another. She was like a fanatic wild woman, obsessed with sudden nymphomania as the explosions of orgasm kept triggering off in her obsessed body!
"Aw-oh! Oh, God, I can't stand it! It's too wonderful...." Terri screamed and panted. She broke away from Laura and twisted and writhed around on the smooth carpet. At the same time, she used both hands to smear the globs of come all over her big breasts. She licked as much as she could from around her mouth and chin, then began to lick her hands and fingers. She attempted to scoop up more from her body, but the coating was thin and drying.
"Quick," Myrna whispered to Doris urgently, "go in and fill the bathtub with cold water ... all cold water. I know how she feels. It's the only way to shock it out of her."
"Look at my body! Look at my cunt!" Terri cried out deliriously as she rolled from side to side on the rug, one hand trying to scoop secretions from her pussy, the other squeezing her nipples and breasts. "Sex! Sex! There's nothing better. I want sex! Fuck it! Suck it! Bite it! Oh ... oh-oh...!"
"I love to watch a girl suffer like that," Don whispered to his blonde girl friend as he pinched both her nipples and looked at Terri's scene with a ghoulish expression.
Jack and Doris hurried from the bathroom and asked Myrna how to handle the situation. Myrna immediately joined in and they lifted her, one person at each flailing arm and leg (Lori helped too). They carried the screaming girl into the bathroom and literally dumped her in the tub of overflowing cold water!
Terri's head went under too, the long blonde hair flowing in the ripples of water behind her head. Myrna brought her face out of the water and looked into a pair of terrified eyes. "You're okay now, honey," she assured with a smile. "You must have had a fifth of whiskey and four roaches tonight. When you're oversexed to start with, that's what can happen. You better lay off too much of the stuff."
Twenty minutes later, a very clean and fully dressed Terri was sitting at the dining table surrounded by other fully dressed people, drinking coffee. She felt terribly embarrassed, but realized the fear that had so strangely tried to dominate her thoughts during this session, had forced her to overdo things. And the fear was still there.
"I don't know how to thank all of you for helping me tonight. . . this morning, I mean." Terri tried to drive the fear away by talking, starting a conversation to liven up the last moments, while half the guests were still present "You were really wonderful ... and...."
"Forget it, doll," Tommy suggested cheerily, rubbing his hands together. "The sensations were great, I'll bet Well ... it's almost three in the morning. Can I give you a ride home, Terri?"
"We'll take her!" Doris snapped jealously, settling the question immediately.
Doris tried to persuade Terri to come spend the night with her and the two young stewardesses, but she declined. Terri felt drawn to her own apartment tonight, as if by some mysteriously magnetic force. She was tired, exhausted. But that had not stopped her from joining in with a sex threesome or foursome after a party before. Her mind was all garbled. The experience had been traumatic for her. She had fears that she might soon become as continually nymphomaniac as Myrna.
"You're sure that you're all right now, darling?" Doris questioned as they stopped in front of Terri's apartment building. "One of us can see you upstairs, if you like."
"No, I'm all right now." Terri gave out with the best smile of which she was capable and French kissed Lori, Laura and Doris very briefly before getting out of the car. "I hope you'll be able to stop by for a few days again sometime. I know Doris will make your visit this time a wonderful experience."
"It's already been that!" Laura exclaimed, smiling delightedly. "But it's nice to have more of the same to look forward to. New York is our turn-around usually. We hardly ever get more than twenty-four hours here."
Terri did not go into the apartment building immediately, but watched the car drive away. She was jealous, knowing Doris would have Lori and Laura for herself. Strange, she thought, how passionate she was beginning to feel again, passionate for the love of a woman. With just Doris along, Lori and Laura could possibly present her with a challenge. But a conquest was what she wanted.
Terri realized this as she nodded a "good morning" to two very attractive young women who came out of the apartment building and hailed a cab. They were probably professional prostitutes, the expensive call girl types, she realized, admiring their legs. Terri was about to make some remark to them, boldly ask them up for a cup of coffee. But the cab pulled away too quickly.
The very idea lifted Terri's spirits somewhat, and by the rime she was fitting the key into the front door of her apartment, she felt much, much better. She was even able to start enjoying a fantasy, wondering which men or women the two girls had been having sex with, what acts they did, were they both gay? There was even the hint of a smile on her face as she opened the door and turned on the tight in the front room.
"No! Oh, no!" Terri cried out after she had closed the door and saw the all too familiar person sitting quietly in the big overstuffed chair, her eyes staring through her very brain with what Terri felt was some sort of "X-ray" vision. "When ... why did you come here? What. . . ?"
"Sit down, Terri," the person said sternly, pointing to the couch across from her. "We have a lot to talk about."
"But ... it's no good!" Terri insisted, dropping her purse at her side as she obediently sat down on the couch, her trembling lips indicating the terror of this moment, the fear that she had felt all evening. "You can't. . . ."
"Don't tell me what I can't do, Terri?" the person cut her off, and then stood up and walked over to the couch menacingly as the terrified expression on Terri's face grew more fearful by the second.