Chapter 5
Helen slept until a little past noon the next day. The poor woman had come so much she was too tired to move a muscle. Her fun-time with JJ had lasted until the wee hours of the morning. Helen had lost track of the number of times she had come, but she knew that it would no longer be difficult for her to achieve that state. Harry was wrong. It wasn't her fault that she did not come when they fucked. So, Harry would have to change his ways when she got back home. She had thought about not going back, then reconsidered because it would not be fair to Harry for her to simply walk away. He deserved an opportunity to help correct the problem between them.
JJ had extricated herself from Helen's enveloping arms and legs a couple of hours before the young woman awoke. Arrangements for the party she had promised Helen had to be made. JJ was tired, but not nearly as tired as Helen. Helen had been the one who took the lead before the night's activities were over, bringing herself to orgasm time and time again. She had been like a kid in a candy store who could have all he wanted of the sweet goodies. The more she came, the more she wanted to come. JJ had a large sexual appetite, but she was surprised at how eager Helen had been to have orgasms. The only explanation was that Helen had never come before and she wanted to make up for lost time. If Helen's hunger stayed as great as it had been during the night, poor Harry was going to have his hands full trying to keep her satisfied.
JJ was reminded of the old joke about the man who wanted to get rid of his wife so he could collect on the huge life insurance policy on her life. Not having the nerve to kill her, he decided to fuck her to death. Taking a leave of absence from his job, he set about his task. He fucked his wife at least a dozen times every day. The first few days were easy. Then the chore began to get more and more difficult. Twenty-five days later, a male chum of the man's who knew what he was trying to do, came to visit. The man was a wasted shell of his former self. He was, in fact, bedridden, barely able to move. His wife, on the other hand, was hale and hearty, happier and in better health than she had ever been.
"My God," the friend said to the man, "look at yourself! You're killing yourself."
"Oh, no," replied the man weakly. "I'm killing her. Why, she's got only five more days to live.'
JJ had never met Harry, of course, so she didn't know what his state of health was, but she hoped it was good. He was going to need all the stamina he could muster when Helen returned home. JJ wished she could be a mouse in the corner so she could watch what happened.
This was a Thursday, the day the tavern was normally closed, so JJ had no trouble arranging for the people she wanted to attend Helen's special little party. Four men and two women were invited. With JJ and Helen, there would be as many women as men, a situation JJ didn't exactly like, but there were no other men she trusted to keep their mouths shut. It would have been better to have at least two more men than women. After JJ explained the situation to Carrie and Betty, they agreed that it would be okay with them if they didn't get a lot of cock. They, too, wanted Helen to be the one who got fucked as much as she could stand. The girls would find other ways to get their jollies.
By late afternoon, Helen had been fed, bathed, perfumed, and powdered. She was eagerly anticipating the start of the party. She was also nervous. It would be the first time she had fucked any man other than her husband. And the first time she had ever fucked in front of anyone.
"I hope I don't make a fool of myself," she said to JJ. "I've never done this sort of thing before, you know."
"Don't worry about it, dear," JJ said in reassurance. "An orgy is fun. You won't do anything wrong. Whatever you want to do is fine. The only rule that applies is that no one has to do anything they don't like. It's natural that you'll be a little nervous before the party starts, but once that first cock slides into your pretty pussy, you'll feel totally comfortable."
"I may not be a...well, a good fuck. Maybe the men will be disappointed with me."
"Don't you believe that!" JJ exclaimed. "The way you went at it last night tells me that you like sex. All you have to do is turn loose and enjoy it as much as you did last night. You have a wonderful pussy. That's what's important to the men."
"I worry about my body. I don't think it's all that nice."
"Nonsense, you silly goose. You have a perfectly divine body, dear. Even if you didn't have, what you have between your legs would make up for it. Men may like to stare at shapely women and carry on about them, but they don't turn down a good piece of ass, even though it may be housed in a less than perfect body.
"There's an old saying that a man's brains are in the end of his cock. That's unfair to some men, but it has a ring of truth to it, too. Look around you. There are a lot of women who don't have perfect bodies, but do have some real hunks hanging on their arms. What they do have is a love of sex and a very active pussy. They're sexual fireballs and that makes up for the lack of a centerfold body."
Helen took JJ's words to heart, but she was still nervous; still afraid she wouldn't be what the men would like in the way of a sex partner. She also had another reason to be nervous. Suppose she couldn't come when the men fucked her? Suppose she could come only with another woman? She knew she could easily come with a woman. With JJ at least. If she didn't come when the men fucked her, that would mean that she was a lesbian. That worried her. She liked making it with another woman, but she didn't want to be a lesbian.
The party got started with a bang. JJ introduced Helen to Bob, Thug, Wade, and George. Carrie and Betty she already knew. Then she removed Helen's thin robe and put her on the dining table with her legs hanging over the edge so that her pussy was right at the edge of the table.
"Just like being on an alter of love," JJ told the young woman. "You're just the right height now for the men to fuck you easily. Would you like one of us girls to get your pussy ready?" JJ patted Helen's crotch and ran her finger along the tender love slit.
Helen took a deep breath before replying. She felt very conspicuous and vulnerable lying on the table, her legs spread open for everyone to see all her charms. She had never been in a mixed group naked, let alone fucked in front of others.
"Yeah, I guess so," she replied. "They won't hurt me, will they?" she asked, eyeing the four men standing by the table, slowly stroking their already hardening cocks.
"They'll be very gentle," JJ assured her. "I'll be right here all the time to see to it." JJ gave the men a knowing look, but she wasn't worried that things would get out of hand. She had total control of them. "If anything you don't like starts to happen, you just speak up."
"Let me get her ready," Carrie said, stepping up between Helen's legs. "I want to taste her pussy."
Having talked to Carrie in the tavern the day before, Helen felt a bit more comfortable with her than she did with anyone else besides JJ.
Carrie made a deep sound of pleasure in her throat and sank to her knees between Helen's open legs. Carrie had a beautiful, sexy mouth, her lips full and sensual. Her large tits were rounded out, her nipples already stiff.
Her hands slid along Helen's upper thighs, toyed around the edges of the young wife's cunt, and then slid under her ass. Holding Helen's full buttocks, Carrie pushed her face into the waiting crotch, her tongue-tip showing between her expressive lips. Helen shivered as she felt Carrie's breath on her cunt. She arched her back, tipping her cunt up toward the descending mouth, eager to feel the other woman's mouth and tongue.
"That's a very sexy pussy," Carrie purred softly. "Somebody play with her tits while I eat her."
Purring like a satisfied pussy cat, Carrie fastened her mouth on Helen's tender young box as JJ and Betty each sucked a taut nipple into their mouths. Some women are tentative about eating a pussy, but not Carrie. Nuzzling her mouth up against the puffed-out labia and spreading them apart, her tongue snaked into Helen's honey pot and probed its depths.
"Oooooohhhhh!" Helen moaned.
Carrie's oral probe felt at least five inches long as it dove into Helen's cunt. Her mouth had a terrific sucking action that started an immediate flow of cunt juice. Carrie drank up the liquid as her tongue stroked in and out of Helen's cunt, just like a small cock.
"Damn, that's good!" Helen exclaimed. She would have been content to let Carrie get her off with her mouth before anything else happened.
Helen angled her cunt higher. The two mouths working on her tits and the skillful mouth and tongue in her twat were causing things to start happening immediately. The faint stirrings of an orgasm were already beginning to make themselves felt deep in her guts. Helen lay on her back on the table, her eyes glazed and staring at the ceiling as the three women worked their magic on her body. Some girls work only on the clit when they nibble pussy, but Carrie paid equal attention to the full length of Helen's box, entrancing the young wife with her skill.
Just as Helen thought she was going to come, JJ released her nipple and said to Carrie, "Don't suck her off. Just get her nice and juicy so Thug won't have any trouble getting his cock in her."
Carrie reluctantly lifted her head from the black-haired cunt, running her tongue over her own lips. She liked the taste of this woman and would have been very happy to get her off in a big way. But JJ was right. There would be plenty of time later for pussy eating.
Carrie moved out of the way and Thug replaced her, holding his big cock in one hand, aimed at Helen's open cunt. He nuzzled her slit with his huge prick, opening her lips, spreading them wide to receive the monstrous cock.
Helen lifted her head and stared into her crotch. "My God, he's so big! He'll tear me apart!" She looked around and found JJ's eyes, a hint of fear in her voice and her eyes.
"I told you he was big, dear. But he won't hurt you. You took my big dildo okay, remember."
"I. . . oh, Thug...oh, God...please don't hurt me," Helen moaned.
"I won't, baby. You'll like it. I've been looking forward to this all day. You're one hell of a sexy woman."
His words were important to Helen. She didn't want to be just a piece of meat he was going to stick his cock and jerk off in. She wanted to be wanted. It was important that she be desired; that Thug really wanted to fuck her for herself and not just because JJ had asked him to. His massive knob opened her, split her cunt lips apart, and eased in. Helen gasped harshly as the entire head disappeared between the straining lips of her pussy. She tried to raise her legs and hands, but could only jerk her hips up a little way. The way her legs were hanging over the edge of the table prevented her from getting them up.
"Oh, goddam, JJ, he's so big! So fucking big. I'll never be able to take all of it. He'll tear me apart!" She kept trying to raise her legs.
Thug lifted her calves under his arms and pulled her knees up. The movement tilted Helen's crotch up, easing the way for his prick. Helen shuddered as Thug pushed his hips forward, gently shoving more of the huge weapon into her.
"Don't hurt me, Thug," the young raven-haired woman pleaded. "Please don't hurt me. Ooooohhhh, damn...oh, oh, oh...fuck me, Thug...fuck my pussy. . . it's so big...feels so good...so fucking good . . . "
Thug's monster cock was half way in and he kept pushing, kept easing more prick shaft into Helen. She had never been opened so wide, had never felt so full and there was still more cock to go. But she knew now that she could take it. That she wanted to take it all, right down to the root. Thug had at least ten terrible inches to give her and she wanted every fraction of it buried in her belly. She flexed her legs, locked her heels behind his back, and pulled him toward her. This was going to be goodl"
"Oh, Thug...oh, yes, fuck me...shove it in...feed me every inch of that wonderful prick...easy...a little more, give me a little more. . . oh, yes...like that. . . fill my cunt. . . fuck me, Thug...oh, fuck me. . . I've got it. . . I've got it...it's all in there...harder now...yeah, like that. . . like that. . . " Helen's cunt felt like it was being stretched all the way into tomorrow. "Aaahhh, yes, fuck me like that. Shove that thing in me, fuck me! It's so good...fuck me...FUCK ME!"
Using her legs for leverage, Helen fucked with Thug, tossing her head from side to side. She was glad no one was doing anything else to her right then. She wanted to concentrate on nothing but that huge hunk of male flesh probing the extreme depths of her cunt. All her inhibitions were gone. The others were watching her get fucked by Thug, but she wasn't even aware of them. Her mind, every nerve in her body, seemed to be concentrated in her crotch. She was in heaven.
Thug held her hips tightly, his ass moving back and forth, his huge prick moving smoothly in and out of her ecstatic cunt, ravishing her. They fucked steadily, oblivious to anything and everything except each other and the pleasure they were giving each other. Involuntarily, Helen's inner cunt muscles started squeezing and relaxing around the prick, increasing Thug's pleasure.
"God, she's tight!" Thug hissed. "Good cunt...good cunt...good fucking cunt. Milk me, baby. Squeeze that cock!"
"Oh, Thug," Helen moaned. "I love having your cock in me. You fit me so well. I love it. I'm getting close. Slow down...make it last. . . fuck me forever...getting there...going to come...going to come...come...oh, yes! I'm almost there. Fuck me, make me come, fuck me, fuck me . . . "
"Come, honey," JJ crooned, running her hand over Helen's tense belly. "Come real hard for us. Show us how much you like his big fat cock."
Thug moved smoothly in and out of Helen's cunt. His cock felt so long, so thick. It seemed to take an eternity for him to draw almost out, then it was heaven again when he shoved it back in, his fat cock rolling her cunt lips inward around the shaft when it went back in. Helen felt the beginnings of her come deep inside her. Had never felt anything like it. A massive explosion was building within her, getting ready to blow her apart.
"Oh, oh, oh, Thug! It's starting! I'm there! Fuck me harder! Fuck me faster! Hard, Thug! Hard! Fuck me! Fill me with your come! Oh, God, I'm coming! Oh, God, am I ever coming!"
Helen yelled and bucked, her body twisting and writhing across the table as Thug pured the cock to her. He had to hold onto her hips tightly to keep her from sliding off the table. She was totally unaware of what she was doing; oblivious to anything but the wonderful feelings that washed over her in waves. Each time Thug's massive cockhead hit the bottom of her cunt, the sensations intensified.
Then Thug was coming. Pouring gush after gush of thick globs of hot cream into the depths of her quivering cunt. He was ramming into her with all his might, adding to her bucking and heaving with powerful strokes. Helen felt his come filling her hole. That, too, added to her pleasure. She thought she would go crazy from the incredibly intense sensations. She was coming so hard she couldn't even yell any more. She could only gasp and pant and try to hang onto her sanity.
Thug finally slowed down. Dropping Helen's legs, he leaned over, his hands on the table by her body. He drug in deep breaths, his knees shaking from the exertion. He kept himself in good physical condition, but fucking this wild young woman had drained his energy.
"Damn, what a hot, tight cunt!" he exclaimed. "I thought she was going to pull my cock out by the roots. She's really got an active cunt," he told the others.
"I loved it," Helen told him. "I love to fuck. What a cock you've got. You make me come so hard. I can still feel it, down deep."
She could feel his cock shrinking inside her, but even soft it filled her hole full. It thrilled her, too. She was even more thrilled that she had come while a man was fucking her. There was now no doubt in her mind about liking to fuck me as well as she liked to fuck women. Another door had been opened for her. She had the best of both worlds.
Feeling very mellow, Helen sat up and looked around at the others. They all smiled at her, sharing her pleasure. She sought out JJ's eyes.
"That was good. Thank you, dear friend." She held out her arms to JJ, indicating that she would like for the woman to hug her.
JJ moved between Helen's still-open legs and hugged the young woman to her, rubbing their nipples together. They kissed deeply. Helen took advantage of the opportunity to play with her girlfriend's tits.
The redhead broke the kiss and moved away from Helen. "Your turn, Betty, she said. "Clean her pussy and get it ready for another fuck."
"Oh, I. . . " Helen started to object, but stopped as Betty glued her mouth to the soppy cunt.
"I told you that you'd get fucked all you wanted," JJ told Helen. "There are three more men here who are eager to get into that lovely pussy."
"Ooooohhhh," Helen moaned, her tender cunt responding to the rapid lapping and deep sucking that Betty was giving her pussy. "If I keep coming the way I did with Thug, I'll die before I can fuck all of them."
"I can't think of a better way to go," JJ said with a laugh. "Do you have a choice for the next one?"
"Yeah," Helen muttered. "A hard one."
That brought a chuckle from the group. JJ had told them all about the reason for the party. It pleased them that Helen had really gotten into the spirit of things.
What Betty was doing to her pussy pleased Helen. She had not really come down from her orgasm when the girl started eating Thug's big load of come from her cunt. But Betty was doing more than just drinking come. As Carrie had done, she was also getting a thorough taste of Helen. Her technique of eating pussy was slightly different from Carrie's, but it felt just as good. The beginning of yet another orgasm was already stirring in her. She wondered if she would be able to stand all the pleasure she was going to get. Whatever happened, she wouldn't be able to say that she hadn't gotten a lot of attention.
Betty stood, smacked her lips with gusto. "My, my, that's about the best thing I've tasted in a long time. Delicious pussy, mixed with good male juice. You're sure I can't suck her off?" she asked JJ.
"Later, dear. It's time for another cock now."
Wade stepped forward and slipped his cock into Helen. This time, she remained sitting up so she could watch it go in. This one wasn't as big as Thug's, but Wade had nothing to be ashamed of. He was bigger than Harry. Helen wondered if she was going to get hooked on big cocks and would no longer like the one her husband had for her.
Throwing her arms around Wade's neck, Helen hung onto him as he fucked her. Wade put his arms around her waist, holding her as right on the edge of the table as he thrust into her cunt.
"Fuck me, Wade," Helen muttered, her lips near the man's ear. "I want you to fuck me hard and make me come again."
"You are wonderful," Wade replied, sinking his cock in her to the hilt. "The way you squeeze and milk my cock sends shivers all over me."
"Pull back just a little," Helen said, pushing on his hips. "Yeah, right there. I can feel the head of your cock just where I want it. Now just hold still. I want to squeeze your cock with my cunt muscles and see if I can make you come that way."
Helen was setting herself up for something more than merely making Wade come by the use of her inner muscles. The head of his cock was directly on her G-spot. But, of course, she didn't have the least idea what that was. Not yet. Moments after she began clamping and relaxing her muscles, she got some idea that something was different. What she felt was not like anything she had experienced before.
"Ooohhh, it feels good, Wade. Different, but good. It feels like I've got a clit inside me and your cock head's rubbing against it." Helen was puzzled that such a thing could be happening, but she kept squeezing and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing. She wasn't about to stop doing what felt so good to her.
JJ spoke up then. "He's on your G-spot, dear. That's an area inside the top of your cunt that acts the same way your clit does. Just keep using your muscles."
"Does it feel good to you, too?" Helen asked
Wade.
"God, yes! I don't know how long I can hold out. Feels like I'm about ready to come."
"Don't hold back. I'm almost there, too. We'll come together."
Helen's face was screwed up in ecstasy. She and Wade were perfectly still, except for her inner muscles. Taking a deep breath, she began working those muscles harder and harder. The harder she worked, the better Wade's cockhead felt to her. She couldn't believe it, but she was about to come again.
"Oh, lord," Wade hissed. "You're really getting to me. Your cunt's so tight! So tight and hot. Damn, you're good! You sure you haven't...aaaaahhhhh...been doing this all your life?"
Helen was really getting to Wade. And to herself. She had no idea that she could use her pussy the way she was. She might have discovered it quite by accident, but she certainly wasn't going to forget it.
"I'm almost there, Wade. Can you come with me? Feel my cunt milking you? I'm going to drain the come right out of you. Come with me, Wade, I'm there. I'm there! I'm coming again! Oh, God, I'm coming! So good...good! Goooood! Aaaaaahhhhh!"
Unable to restrain himself, Wade lunged forward, shoving his cock all the way into the sucking cunt. He gave Helen two powerful strokes and started pumping his come into her eager receptacle. He, too, was surprised that Helen had made him come the way she had.
"Fuck me, Wade. Fuck your cock in me. I can feel your come hitting the back of my cunt. Shoot it in there. Give it to me. I want all of it." She kept up her squeezing and relaxing action while he pumped into her.
Her cunt muscles were so powerful, Wade had trouble moving his cock in her. Every time he shoved into her, those tight muscles skinned the head of his cock like a tight fist.
"You've got it," Wade moaned. "You've got ittttt!"
He was unable to move. The head of his cock was so sensitive, it almost hurt to try. Helen had clamped down on the full length of his shaft, holding him in a vise-like grip. He could feel her inner muscles rippling, both from coming and from the effort of holding his cock.
Helen lay back on the table again, worn out. Her cunt muscles were still contracting and relaxing, but not nearly as much as they were a few moments ago. Wade moved back, pulling his softening cock from her with a soft, wet plop. It was red and a little sore. Helen had done a job on him that he wouldn't forget. He moved to a chair and sat down to rest and recover his strength. And give his cock time to get over its soreness.
JJ took her place between Helen's splayed thighs, fastening her mouth on the young wife's cunt. Helen knew it was JJ without looking, recognizing the redhead's touch. She was too tired to sit up and watch the woman take Wade's come from her. She was also still on a high plateau of erotic sensations. JJ had to touch her clit only very lightly with her tongue-tip and Helen had another orgasm. Not as deep or as strong as the one she had with Wade, but clearly an orgasm. She just knew that she was going to die from exhaustion before the night was over. There were two more cocks waiting to fuck her. And no telling what else was going to happen.
George replaced JJ, slipping his stiff prick into Helen's waiting cunt and fucking away. Helen worked with him, but was too tired to use her inner muscles on him the way she had on Wade. Her pride kept her from just lying there and letting George fuck her. She had to give him as good a fuck as she could. And judging from George's moaning and groaning, she did.
Helen came before George did. Not a single orgasm, but a whole string of them, each one a little stronger and deeper than the one before. She couldn't stop coming now; couldn't come down from the emotional high she had reached. Her body jerked and twitched of its own accord. Her mind was totally consumed by orgasmic pleasure.
After George had come, Carrie orally serviced Helen's cunt the way Betty and JJ had done. Helen wasn't even aware that George had taken his cock from her and that Carrie was eating her pussy. She hadn't stopped coming during the change-over. Nor did she stop when Carrie buried her face in the black-haired crotch and went to work on the sloppy cunt.
Nor did she stop coming when Bob took his place between her thighs and shoved his cock into her cunt. He was bigger than either Wade or George, but Helen didn't know that. She lay on the table, wriggling and twisting and jerking and bucking, keening wails pouring from her mouth as her juices poured from her cunt, one orgasm after the other rolling over her. She lost all sense of time. Nothing existed for her but orgasms.
After Bob had dumped his load of come in Helen's still sucking cunt and stepped away, JJ again took her place between Helen's legs and set to work on her cunt. Not only was she going to clean out Bob's come, she was going to give the young woman one last, mind shattering orgasm.
JJ's tongue swooped down with a broad licking stroke. She trembled with emotion, wanting to make sure Helen got her full measure of pleasure. Each swiping lap of her oral digit wiped up the heavy drops of come, as well as Helen's own cunt juices. JJ savored the mingled juices.
Helen began to squirm and whimper as another orgasm built within her belly. Her puss was quivering deep inside again. JJ's tongue circled around within the quivering folds of Helen's vagina.
With a loud moan, Helen came again. Or came stronger, since she hadn't really stopped coming earlier. Too spent to speak, she simply moaned and wailed as JJ's experienced tongue and mouth drew the orgasmic juices form her. Then she passed out, arms thrown out from her body, her legs hanging limply over the edge of the table.