Chapter 13
Cherry finally got her breath back and settled her skirt. She made a face at the way her skirt was wrinkled from being hiked up so much, but she decided no one was-likely to notice. She was only a hired hand at the party, not one of the people invited to enjoy themselves.
"Just goes to show you," Cherry said to herself, checking herself in a small mirror near the door. "I'm supposed to be working and I end up enjoying myself more than anybody at the party."
She wondered if this might be true. The two doctors hadn't been any slouches about singling her out for some hot and heavy fun. And Emma was hosting the party. With Garth they had really gotten off with Cherry caught in the middle.
Delightfully in the middle, she thought. She ran her hands down over her butt again as much to smooth wrinkles as to enjoy the feel.
Cherry didn't understand what was going on. She had more cock in the past few hours than in the last week-and now she was still hungry for more.
Her body craved sex. And it didn't matter if it came from Emma, Garth, the doctors or anyone else. She simply had to have more to put out the gnawing hunger eating away inside her.
To her left, the party grew noisier by the minute. She turned from that direction and went along the corridor, eyeing the imagine pictures and furniture and seeing how tastefully they had placed the fresh flowers in enameled pots. But she wasn't as interested in the furnishing as she was in the sounds coming from the room where a door stood partially open.
Cherry peeked inside and almost laughed. Will, her boss who had been so wrapped up in his job, now found something else to get wrapped up in. Emma swarmed over him, stroking and licking, fondling and jacking him off. The lovely brunette's hand squeezed and stroked and moved up and down the thick plug of his dick.
"You're too much for me," Will gasped out.
"No, no," protested Emma. The brunette's hand tugged at him. She pushed Will flat on his back and hiked her sleek leg over his lap. Her dewy snatch opened above the head of his pecker. For a moment, she hung above him, hand guiding him to her most intimate place.
Then she simply relaxed. Her hips plunged down and Will's cock vanished inside her. From the way pleasure flooded onto Emma's face, Cherry knew this would go on for some time.
The aching in her own twat almost caused Cherry to intrude on Will and Emma. But she hung back. From the way Emma wantonly fucked herself on her boss' cock, she wouldn't want to be interrupted. Even if Cherry could add to the brunette's enjoyment, it wouldn't be enough for her.
Cherry backed off, knowing she could get other action if she looked far enough. Seeing stairs going to the second floor, Cherry climbed up and immediately heard the liquid, slurpy, lewd sounds of fucking. She put her ear against a door panel and heard Tiffany inside.
Opening the door a few inches, Cherry saw her blonde friend flat on her back, legs thrust high in the air. Between her legs moved the stud Cherry had seen Tiffany with earlier. He tirelessly fucked the blonde, his cock flashing in and out of her twat.
Tiffany moaned and cried out for the man to keep fucking her. And from the way the stud's butt muscles tightened, he was doing one fine job of giving her all she could handle. In Tiffany's case, that was a lot of fucking, Cherry knew.
Again, there was nothing she could do here. Tiffany would wear the guy out soon. And what good was a limp dick to her? Cherry needed one that was long and hard and aimed directly up her cunt.
Or her ass-hole.
She rubbed over her ass cheeks again, remembering how she had caught fire and burned inside when Garth had taken her up the rear. That had shown her a new and wonderful way of fucking.
"Cherry's cherry ass-hole," she muttered. "No more virgin ass-hole for this chick. Garth plucked it. And I want him to do it again," she said resolutely.
She stopped and stared down the hallway. A branch along the corridor caught her attention as a door opened, then partly closed. She walked to it and carefully pushed it wider. She caught her breath when she saw the room.
"Wow," she said, stepping into the room without even knowing it. The four-poster bed was decorated with fresh flowers. The scent made her nostrils flare. She went to the bed and placed her hand on the mattress. It was strewn with rose petals.
When the lights dimmed, Cherry spun about guiltily.
"I didn't mean to spy," she said. Cherry found herself talking to an empty room. She tried to see into the deep shadows at the corner of the room but couldn't.
"Who's there?" she asked, her pulse racing. "Come out right now!"
From the darkness came a man wearing a black silk mask and nothing else but a hard-on. Her eyes kept bouncing from the erection to the silk mask hiding the man's features. But Cherry had no trouble recognizing the man advancing slowly on her.
"Garth!"
Silently, he motioned her toward the bed. As she started for the huge bed, she felt quick touches on her body. As if by magic, her dress came off, leaving her completely naked. A soft puff of wind blew in through the open door leading to a balcony. She shivered deliciously. Her pussy was beginning to drool in anticipation of taking that bobbing love stick.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked. Garth did not reply. He stroked over her body, fingertips lightly touching her here and there. Cherry closed her eyes and surrendered to the wondrous sensations.
A finger brushed an aroused nipple. Another stroked over her curvy ass. A moment of no feeling and then a feathery touch across her lips and neck, moving lower, past the succulent globes of her tit flesh and to her navel.
"Yes, oh, yes, this is such a turn on," Cherry moaned. She sat heavily, feeling the rose petals beneath her naked butt. Fragrance wafted up and excited Cherry even more.
Panting, tits rising and falling, she lay back and spread her thighs to the feather moving all over her body. The feather raced along her delicate pussy lips. She wanted a cock inside her, but this was a new and different sensation she wanted to savor.
Cherry's blue eyes fluttered open. The sight of Garth wearing the black mask made her shiver with anticipation.
"What are you going to do?" she asked. But Garth stayed mysteriously silent.
She gasped as the feather worked back across her turgid nipples, sliding down a snowy slope of tit flesh and then up to her throat. Cherry rolled from side to side, reveling in the feel of flower petals under her and enjoying the odor.
Cherry yelped in surprise when a wet tongue poked into her cunt. She looked down and saw the masked head lift up. The pink tongue probed out from the slit in the black mask. Cherry tried to hold down her excitement at the sight and couldn't. When the feather ran over her nipples again, she climaxed.
Throwing herself back on the bed, she let the orgasm rock her to the core of her being. But something kept her balanced on this peak of ultimate enjoyment. She felt the man's tongue invading her cunt. And lower. His tongue licked lower. She lifted her ass cheeks off the bed, and still his tongue probed lower.
He found her ass-hole and drove his tongue into it. Cherry rolled over onto her belly and shoved her butt up into the air. Hands moved over the sleek curves of her buttocks. Then the meaty slabs parted and hot breath gusted down to her puckered ass-hole.
"Do it, do it," she pleaded. The light touch and the mystery excited her. This pushed her over the edge again.
Garth silently lifted her to hands and knees. She remembered how she had been earlier when he had taken her in the grotto.
"Not in the pussy. Please, no. Take me up the ass again. That's where I want to feel you moving. Fuck me good, Garth!"
His strong grip pulled her ass back to the curve of his groin. The long fleshy prod parted her ass cheeks where his tongue had been seconds earlier. Cherry pushed up on her hands and waggled her ass to encourage him. She didn't have to entice him too much. He was already turned on by her nakedness, her wanton willingness to have her ass fucked.
"Yes, yes, aieee!" Cherry cried out in joy as his ramrod hard pecker invaded her. It slid into the slickness created by the licking and went in deeper. She gasped and moaned in delight.
For a moment, he stayed absolutely still. He said nothing. He didn't move. This drove Cherry wild with lust.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" she demanded.
And then he began. He started with slow, deliberate strokes. His cock drew back, paused a moment, then slammed all the way into her body again. She felt the pubic hair surrounding his balls grind into her naked ass flesh.
Most of all, she felt his prick buried all the way up her back door.
Then Garth added something more to the fucking. The feather dragged over her dangling tits. The light touch joined with the heavy thrusting of his dork into her ass-hole to send new excitement blasting through her.
"You're driving me crazy," Cherry sobbed out. She started shoving her butt back with every thrust he made forward. This added to the rapture of the fucking, but Cherry quickly found Garth had something more in store for her.
The feather drew across her belly and went lower. He found her clit with the tip of the feather. Cherry knew her cunt was drooling now. She was creaming so much the juices boiled from her twat and leaked down the insides of her thighs. And the feather tormented her even more.
Assaulted on all sides, Cherry could no longer hold back. As if Garth had buried a stick of dynamite up her rear, she exploded.
The world spun in crazy circles around her as she fell forward, her ass still poking up in the air. Garth held her firmly to his crotch. His cock began twitching and jerking far up her back as orgasm sailed through her.
And then he came. His fiery load spilled out and set off a new round of unleashed hedonism. He pumped frantically in and out. Friction burned his pecker and Cherry's ass-hole. And all too soon, he went limp within her tightest passage.
Cherry stretched out on the bed, flower petals rubbing against her cheeks. She enjoyed the velvety softness against her sensitive tits and, most of all, she reveled in the warm glow spreading from her loins.
It was the feel of a good fucking.
"A great fucking," she said in a dreamy voice.
"I agree," Garth said, laying beside her. He tossed aside the feather, now gummy with her cunt oils. He ran his fingertips over her silky skin.
"How can you ever top this?" she asked. "You can't guess?"
Cherry's eyes opened wide and she saw she was surrounded by mirrors. The top of the bed was a huge mirror. And on either side of the bed were full-length mirrors. No matter how she turned, she saw her own naked glory-and how Garth's pecker was already stirring again.
"Show me," Cherry urged, reaching out for him. And he did, with Cherry able to watch every thrust, every move, every subtle movement as they fucked.