Chapter 6
Helen woke to sweet kisses on the lips from JJ. Her eyes fluttered open. She looked around, then smiled weakly.
"I guess I passed out, huh? Was I out long?"
"Just a few minutes," JJ told her. "I've never seen a woman come so much, or so hard, that she passed out."
"I still feel so close, I think I could come right away if somebody touched my clit." Helen felt her well-fucked pussy. "Thought I'd be sore, but I'm not. Harry fucks me every day, but I've never been fucked so much in such a short time."
"It isn't over yet. Unless you want to call it quits right now."
"Oh, no," Helen responded vehemently. "Just let me catch my breath and I'll be ready to go again."
The group breathed a collective sigh of relief. They were not ready for the party to break up yet. Participating with and watching the young wife shed her sexual inhibitions was too much fun. The other women were also eager to get their share of the available cocks.
"Come on," JJ said, taking Helen's hand and helping her from the table. "You can freshen up while the boys rest. Then we'll see what else we can think up to do."
When Helen and JJ returned from the bathroom, Carrie and Betty were seated on the couch. The four men were sitting on the floor. All of them seemed to be waiting for Helen's return so the party could continue. JJ had Helen sit in a chair that was facing the group. As usual, JJ took the lead.
"Helen has never masturbated," the redhead told the group. "I think she should start the next round by getting herself off while we watch."
There were words of agreement from the group.
"Oh," Helen muttered, blushing, "that's...I don't know if I can do that. It's so personal."
JJ laughed softly. "More personal that fucking four men, one right after the other, while all of us watch? Come on, now. You can do it. That's the last big hurdle you have to cross to get rid of all your shyness. It really turns a man on to watch a woman play with herself. And I like to watch, too."
"So do we," chorused Carrie and Betty. "Uh, well, I'll try. Just don't laugh if I don't do it right."
Helen opened her legs and hesitantly put one hand in her crotch. She saw that the men were slowly stroking their cocks as they watched her. The women held back, doing nothing until Helen started.
Suddenly, Helen thrust a finger in her cunt, twisted it around, then rapidly strummed her finger over her vulva. She repeated the insertion, this time using two fingers. Holding the two fingers deep in her hole, she used the middle finger of the other hand to stroke her clitoris.
Helen paid particular attention to Thug, he with the big cock. He looked completely different with his motorcycle gang garb. Nude, he was just a big man with a full beard and big prick. Her eyes locked with him. He nodded almost imperceptibly, a slight grin on his mouth. He winked, encouraging Helen on. She had her cunt lips spread, parting the thick bush of curly black pubic hair so the pink interior of her vulva was visible.
Thug's big prick was in a limber, half-hard state, its rugged masculine beauty promising any woman who got it in her a good time. He masturbated it slowly, working the foreskin back from the head and pushing it back again. Helen's clit throbbed in sensual approval as she remembered how that tool had felt when it was in her pussy.
Now that Helen had started masturbating, JJ sat on the couch by Carrie. All three women casually played with their pussies, making no effort to come. The other men followed Thug's example of stroking their cocks. They weren't as intent about it as he was, however. He was giving Helen a show, encouraging her to get herself off. The other men, like the women on the couch, were just making themselves feel good while Helen gave them a show.
"Ohhh," Helen breathed, stabbing the two fingers harder in her pulsing cunt. "Look at that big fucking thing!" It helped her to think about how Thug's cock had felt. "Ahhh, he was so nice in my cunt."
Now Helen was over the hurdle; it didn't matter to her that an audience was watching her pleasure her pussy. She was fully aroused and ready to come. Ready to get herself off for the first time. And in front of all these people, to boot.
She finger fucked herself to a quick orgasm. It felt so good she wasn't satisfied with the initial burst of sexual relief. She continued working her fingers in and out of her cunt and back and forth over her clit, bringing herself to a second, stronger shuddering release.
Then she slowed the pace of her fingerfucking, keeping her emotions at the ecstatic peak as long as she could. Thug's stroking of his fully erect cock helped her hang right on the edge.
"That's the way, dear," JJ said softly. "Doesn't it feel good?" She looked from Helen to Thug, understanding that Helen had fantasized about Thug's cock in her pussy until she got going. "Once you got yourself going, it was easy, wasn't it?"
"I came twice," Helen said, surprised that she had come at all.
"You can come some more if you want to."
Helen removed her hands from her pussy, letting her emotions start to calm. "No, that's enough for right now. What are we going to do next?"
"There are three hungry women here who haven't come yet. I think you should come over here and service our tingling pussies with your mouth. What do you think, girls?"
"Oh, yes," Carrie exclaimed. "I've been waiting to come ever since I got here."
"Me, too," Betty chimed in. "My pussy hasn't been eaten in the longest time!"
"I ate your pussy last night," Bob said, incensed that she had apparently forgotten.
"I know," Betty answered, "but that was a long time ago."
The group laughed. Betty's sexual appetite was well known. She got teased a lot about needing a stable of men and women to keep her sated.
As the women arranged themselves side-by-side on the couch, Helen moved over to them. Carrie was first. She had her feet on the couch, ass pushed forward, pussy on the edge of the cushion so it was easily accessible to Helen's mouth.
"The specialty of the house," Carrie said, spreading her cunt lips with her fingers. "Enjoy it."
Carrie arched her hot, wet pussy in Helen's direction. All the sexual activity that had been going on around her, activity that had left her on the sidelines, had made Carrie so hot she could hardly wait for the black-haired young wife to get her tongue working. Her clit pulsed in anticipation of the orgasm that wasn't far away.
Helen stared into the gaping pink gash for several seconds, awed by the beauty and sexiness of the female sex organ. Then she licked her lips and moved her mouth up against the furry slit.
Carrie looked down at the young pussy-lapper.
"Oh, yes, baby, suck my pussy. Suck it!"
Helen shuddered as she inhaled the distinctive aroma. It was fantastically arousing, just as JJ's had been. She pushed her mouth up tight and kissed the warm, wet cunt meat. The flesh was burning hot. A thick, pungent liquid coated the lips. Helen dug her tongue into the slit and then drug it over the girl's turgid clit. It was smaller than JJ's, bulging out of its hooded enclosure.
Helen pursed her lips and pressed them to Carrie's hot slot. As Helen pushed her tongue against the little bud, Carrie shivered with pleasure. She tongued harder and Carrie convulsed intensely. Helen opened her lips slightly and sucked the burning pink nubbin between her lips.
"Oooooohhhhh," Carrie moaned. "She's good! I can't believe that she just started eating pussy last night. Oh, yes, baby, that feels so good. Aahhh, suck my clit. Suck it! Make me cornel"
Helen pushed in and up on the top of Carrie's mound, lifting the clit up further to her mouth. She surrounded it with her puckered lips and sucked hard. Carrie pushed her hips up and twisted her head around and around, her muscles spasming. Her mouth hung open. Her expression was one of intensely pleasurable pain.
"I'm...starting...to...come!" Carrie panted, her hands mauling her own breasts.
Helen flicked her tongue back and forth over the clit. With each flick, Carrie's body responded wildly, jerking and bucking in great shudders. Helen slipped a finger into Carrie's cunt hole and churned it around while her tongue flayed at the clit.
Carrie screamed out her pleasure, lifting her legs in the air, tipping her cunt mound up to Helen's mouth. Abandoning her tits, she put both hands behind Helen's head, entwining her fingers in the thick black hair, pulling the young woman's face tighter to her cunt.
Helen played with Carrie's clit a while longer, then used both hands to open the pussy wide. She put her mouth and tongue fully into the open gash. She ran her tongue up and down the full length of the wet slit, whipping her lapper over the pink folds of flesh.
"Enough! Enough!" Carrie moaned, pushing Helen's head away from her crotch. "It's so good, baby, but I can't stand any more." Carrie let her self fall to the floor and leaned against JJ, putting her head on the redhead's shoulder. "She's so good, JJ. You really taught her well."
"I didn't really have to teach her anything," JJ responded, holding out her hands to Helen. "I just gave her the chance to practice. She's a natural at eating pussy."
Helen got between JJ's open thighs and gazed into the redhead's open twat. Again. It's aroma and taste were familiar to her. They should have been. She had spent enough time the night before with her face buried in that sexy slit. The red hair was thick and curly, framing the fantastically fat, pink lips, staying full and abundant all the way past the woman's asshole. For the first time, Helen saw that there was a big difference between pussies. Whereas Carrie's slit was short and placed farther up her belly, JJ's was long, the bottom of it almost reaching her asshole. JJ's cunt hole was also lower, making it harder to reach as the redhead sat on the couch.
JJ had explored her body often and knew what she had to do to make it easier for Helen. Pulling her feet up on the couch, she put her heels against her buttocks, scooted her ass forward until her asshole was just beyond the edge of the cushion, and they lay back and sideways, her head almost in Betty's lap. When she opened her knees as far apart as possible, her cunt was in just the right place for Helen to easily get her mouth on it. Her body looked slightly contorted, but it was a comfortable enough position for JJ.
"See what experience will do for you," Betty teased. "She just automatically gets in the right position."
"Listen to the pot calling the kettle black," JJ retorted. "Play with my nipples while Helen eats me. Might as well make yourself useful."
"Maybe I want to play with my pussy while I watch Helen suck yours."
"You can wait for a few minutes. It won't take me long to come and Helen will make your hungry pussy feel better than you can." JJ pulled Betty's hands to her hot breasts and settled down for Helen to eat her.
Helen nipped at the soft inner flesh of JJ's knees. Licking and nibbling, she moved her mouth up one leg, skipped the red-furred crotch, and did the same to the other leg. JJ's sounds of pleasure rewarded her efforts. The raven-haired beauty flattened her tongue and ran it along JJ's thigh, leaving a wide stripe of moisture along the tanned flesh. Her wet tongue-tip trickled along the downy borders of JJ's cunt. The gasps of pleasure from JJ's lips mounted in fervor.
Pulling her head back a little, Helen licked her full red lips in anticipation. Suddenly she fell on JJ's pussy like a hawk swooping in for the kill. She licked her pointed tongue along the slit of JJ's labia. Helen slid one hand under JJ's ass and plunged a finger into the rosette of JJ's asshole.
"Whooo!" the redhead yelled, lifting her ass from the couch and swinging it around. "That's the way, baby!"
Helen's tongue probed deeper into the red-haired box. The cunt responded by opening up more. The taste of Carrie's box had excited Helen. The flavor of JJ's juices drove her a bit wilder. As her mouth devoured JJ's pungent sex-hole, her finger pressed into the woman's asshole, establishing an alternating rhythm to the one set by her tongue. As Helen's ecstatic tongue dove deeper into the fleshpot, JJ's hips writhed and bucked in response, her ass still off the couch. As JJ drew back for another hump, Helen's finger kept her from going very far; consequently, JJ's hips merely vibrated rather than humped.
JJ was caught between a rock and a hard spot. To whichever side she tried to retreat for some momentary respite, the other side sent torrents of feeling pounding into her body and drove her back the other way again. Her humping, sweating body began to jerk all over as Helen licked deeply into her hot twat and pressed the probing finger deep into her ass.
On a sudden impulse, Helen stuck her thumb in JJ's pulsing pussy. Rubbing her thumb and finger together, she felt the thin membrane separating her digits. When she pushed down with her thumb, JJ's ass sank. When she pushed up with her finger, the woman's ass raised. Either action added to JJ's delightful dilemma as Helen drove her big clit wild with her tongue-tip. The redhead was, after all, the one who had helped Helen realize her fondest wish: to come in so many different ways. The older, more experienced woman had opened that sensual floodgate for Helen and Helen wanted to repay it.
The paradox of Helen's calculated love play drove JJ mad. She was like a vibrating puppet on a string. A string composed of a tongue, finger, and a thumb. She was not able to move her lower body very far in any direction without setting off additional erotic emotions.
JJ felt her orgasm begin deep in her womb and rush over her body like a tidal wave. Her scream of joy was cut short by a second, more fierce, climax. Her body arched into a box, supported by her feet and shoulders. One after another, the orgasms wracked her body in an endless chain. Finally, they had to subside.
"Ooooohhhhh, Goddddd!" JJ moaned. "Oh, baby, stop for now. Please stop now! I've got to rest. Please!" The redhead tried to pull away from Helen's mouth and fingers.
Helen relented, but not before one final twist of her thumb and finger and a long, lingering lick along JJ's throbbing slit. She sat back on her calves, grinning up at JJ.
"Did you enjoy it?" she asked innocently.
"Vixen!" JJ whispered. "Open the door for you and you don't know when to stop. My body's still vibrating."
"Come to me," Betty pleaded, opening her legs for Helen. "Come to me. I'm about to burst!"
Helen moved to the last woman in line, licking her lips gustily, enjoying the mingled taste of Carrie's and JJ's cunt juices. Adding Betty's juices to that mixture almost made her blood boil. Her cunt tingled with the ache she had come to associate with coming. As she knelt between Betty's open thighs, and before she tasted that woman's cunt, she played with her own cunt with two fingers. When they were wet with her juices, she put the fingers in her mouth and sucked them dry.
"My, my," Helen said, smacking her lips, "pussy sure does taste good. More women should know about this."
"And men," muttered JJ. "There are so many of them out there who don't know about eating pussy."
"Well," purred Betty, "I'm not a man, but I do eat pussy. I can't just sit here and let Helen do mine without getting into the act. From the way she's playing with her pussy, I'd say she needs to come as badly as I do."
Betty slid off the couch and went for Helen. Grappling with each other, they soon found the position they were seeking. Betty was on her knees, straddling Helen's head. She moved her hips low, took Helen's head in her hands, and lifted the young woman's face slowly to her cunt. It was all wet and hairy and open.
"Oh, yes, Betty, I want to," Helen murmured at the moment that Betty pulled her mouth to her pussy.
Helen tasted the rich froth from Betty's pussy and let her tongue slide up into her hole. Betty held her face against her wet pussy and then let her head back down. Helen kept her tongue stuck way out, tickling the open gash.
"I want to make you come while you do me," whispered Betty. "I want us to come together."
Helen was a kitten in Betty's hands. Her soul was filled with the debauchery of the moment, her need to come as great as Betty's. Betty lay on her back by Helen and pulled the other woman over her. Helen got on top, her face immediately dropping between Betty's splayed legs, her mouth quickly finding her cunt hole. Helen pulled it open wide with her fingers and pressed her lips and nose into the gooey, luscious mass of Betty's pussy.
Betty brought her head up and closed her lips over Helen's cunt, her tongue sliding in. Her skill filled Helen with rapture again, sending her even higher than the previous finger-play and pussy eating had.
They lay like that for a long time, nursing steadily at each other's cunts. Betty knew just how to hold Helen just below the peak of her passions and how to prolong that feeling, keeping her from coming until Betty was ready to pop her fun gun.
The instant Betty came, she increased her tongue activity and brought Helen off with her. Both women experienced a shattering, wonderful orgasm. They seemed to hang on the peak, lingering in space, their orgasms going on and one. Finally, Helen had to roll away from the avid cunt-sucking woman, her whole body weak, her muscles trembling with exhaustion. She pulled her pussy away from Betty's mouth and lay beside her, gasping.
"God, that was good!" Helen muttered between pants.
"And how," Betty replied. "You're really quite good. Carrie was right. You certainly don't act like you had just started eating pussy."
JJ didn't give them much time to rest. There were several other people in the room to be considered. The men had watched all the woman-to-woman activity, pleased by the show, but they were now ready to get back into the action. Thug's cock, especially, looked like it was about to burst.
"Next round," JJ said. "Treat time for the guys. All the woman have to lie on their backs in a row and the men get to go along the line, fucking each pussy in turn. When I call time, the men move to the next woman. Any man who comes is out. The last man to come is the winner."
"Winner of what?" Thug asked. "What's the prize?"
"Hell, I don't know," JJ said, then laughed. "We'll think of something when the time comes. Right now, let's just fuck!"
There was some scuffling and shuffling as the women arranged themselves on the floor and the men sorted out who was to be first. It didn't matter to Thug who went first. Each man was going to get the chance to dip his wick in each pussy time and time again, anyway. He wanted to be the last one to come. He was going to name the prize and it was going to be all of the women working on him at once. Or maybe he'd fuck Helen from the rear while she ate one of the other pussies. Or maybe . . .
As the honored guest, Helen was first in line. Bob got between her legs and thrust his stiff rod into her waiting cunt. Helen sighed deeply as he slipped into her. It seemed he had been pumping her twat only seconds when JJ told him to move to the next woman. Helen hardly had time to moan his loss, however, for Wade shoved his cock into her as soon as Bob left.
Wade had given Helen only a half dozen strokes when she started coming. Helen grabbed for his waist with her legs, wanting to lock him in so he would give her a good fuck. Lying at the end of the line, JJ saw what was happening and knew that Wade would not last longer than Helen if she was allowed to hold onto him.
"Shift," JJ called, reaching over to pull Helen's legs away from the man.
"Nooooo!" Helen wailed. "I'm coming."
"George will finish you off," JJ said. "Give everybody else a chance."
Reluctantly, Wade left Helen and moved to Carrie. Helen was humping and twisting so much George had to hold her hips still to get his cock into her. He hit bottom and Helen began gyrating harder. George had to grit his teeth and hold his breath to keep from dropping his load in her avidly sucking, squeezing cunt. When JJ called for him to move on, he had to struggle to get his cock away from her clenching cunt muscles.
"God," George muttered, "she's got cunt muscles like a fist. Thought she was going to pull my cock out by the roots."
Thug replaced George, nuzzling the head of his big weapon up between the gaping lips of Helen's cunt. She was still coming, one orgasm after the other rolling over her. Thug buried his massive fuck-spear to the hilt in one hard thrust, then started fucking Helen with mighty strokes. Each stroke took Helen higher and higher. She screamed and wailed, her mind consumed with her orgasms. She didn't know when Thug left her, to be replaced by Bob again. She knew only that she had a cock in her cunt and that she was still coming. Her orgasms were not as strong now, but they kept coming, one after the other, in a continuous string.
Bob was the first man to come. In Helen's cunt. She was simply too much for him to resist. He had wanted to continue down the line again, fucking each of the other pussies at least once more. Helen didn't allow that, however. She milked the come out of his cock before he knew what was happening. Bob took his place on the sidelines and watched the rest of the action.
Carrie got Wade's come. The severe contractions started deep in his gut just as he pulled out of Helen and moved to Carrie. When Carrie finished with him, he joined Bob on the sidelines.
Then JJ drained George. That let Thug the only cock still in the game. Thug went down the line, giving each of the women a good fucking, and a good orgasm. When he reached Betty again, she was determined to have some come in her.
"I'm going to get your come," Betty told him. "Load me up, lover. I've got to have some cream in me or I'll die!"
Thug wanted to get back to Helen again and make her come even harder. But he was content to be the winner. He had also reached the stage where he could come and still stay hard, so he filled Betty's wish. And her cunt. Relaxing his muscles, he let his come pump into Betty while she screamed in joy and humped her ass like a wild woman.
Thug pulled out of Betty's cunt and headed for JJ, who was last in line, big droplets of come hanging from the end of his cock. He was between JJ's legs when she moved away from him.
"You're the winner, Thug. Save that hard-on for the next round. You get to name the next game. What's your pleasure?"
Thug tried to think, but his brains were all in the end of his cock. He wasn't the brightest person under normal circumstances, and these were anything but normal. All he could think of was getting his cock into a pussy again.
JJ took charge again. Scuttling over to Helen, she turned the young woman over on her hands and knees.
"Thug, you fuck Helen from the rear. Carrie, you get under her and lick her clit while Thug fucks her. Betty and I can take turns kneeling in front of her so she can lick out clits."
"What about mine?" Carrie whined.
"She can get yours, too. Don't worry. Everybody will get to come again."
The participants took their places quickly. Thug knelt behind Helen and entered her pussy yet again. She was getting addicted to his big cock. Her mind was working well enough that she reveled in the events. Carrie's pussy was right under her face and JJ was kneeling in front of her, offering her another chance to get her tongue into the redhead's pussy. Then there was Betty waiting for her turn.
Helen couldn't have been happier. She didn't know how much more she could come or how much longer she could stay in this game.
And didn't care. The important thing was that she had found out there was nothing wrong with her, had learned that she could easily come under the proper circumstances.
She pushed her face into JJ's crotch as Thug pumped into her. Whatever the rest of the night brought, she was sure she was going to enjoy it.