Chapter 8
Jennifer lay back on the couch, her compact, curvy body looking endlessly appetizing. After what had happened already, she was as sex-charged as Barbi was all the time, and ready for anything.
Soon enough, some studs gathered around her. They were of various ages and builds, but they had one important thing in common.
Their cocks were hard, and except for their condoms, they were buck naked!
While Barbi and a couple of other swinging women stood by to take on any overflow, this was really Jenny's moment. So she selected a young, dark-haired guy, stretched out her arms to him and spread her legs and her pussy, and began.
He was over her and into her in a minute. Actually, most of these guys would be "minute-men," since there were so many waiting! Supporting himself on his elbows, he thrust strongly and deeply. He looked down between them to see her round, upright breasts bouncing in rhythm, since they were probably her best feature.
"Let me extend my own personal welcome to Orgy Town!" he laughed.
It was all so free and upfront that it did her nympho heart good.
"This certainly is a personal welcome!" she responded, bucking her hot, wet pussy up at him.
She came quickly, giving a little wiggle and letting it rush over her. She didn't want to get too involved, since she'd have to come a lot and she needed to save her strength! On the other hand, she was so primed by now that she might have enough orgasms for everyone. She was so charged with sex, too, that she might have the staying power!
"Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Ahhhhh!" she sighed.
"Ungh. Ungh. Ungh. Ohhhhh!" echoed her partner, as he, too, went over the top and pumped his rubber full.
Jennifer was losing count of how many men she'd fucked since she'd discovered her true, orgy-loving nature!
The next guy was older, with blond hair and a mustache. He reminded her of the classic image of a male swinger, the kind of guy who hung out in singles bars.
But in Orgy Town, every man swung, and so there was no image. Look at the old farmer, for example!
This guy wanted to put it to her pussy from behind, so she turned over and got up on her hands and knees. Because of the different feeling that would provide, she surely had no objection. In fact, she glanced over her shoulder, reached back, and slapped one of her smooth, firm cheeks, as if to say, "Come here!"
Nor was he slow to do so. Kneeling at her rear, he ran the tip of his rod down her cleft, making her shiver with anticipation. Then he found her fur-framed opening and penetrated her deftly. Yes, she was open all night!
Holding onto her waist, he thrust energetically, using his whole, turgid length. She rocked her compact, curvy body back at him. Her breasts hung and swung, her hard nipples pointing downward. There was the exciting sound of flesh on bare, sexy flesh as his front met her buns and the backs of her tightened thighs.
' With murmurs and sighs, the onlookers at the orgy expressed their approval, and for a moment Jennifer looked up and around at them. Once, she would have been ashamed to be in a position like this, but that was all changed now. Instead, her dark eyes simply seemed to say, "Look at me. I'm taking on all comers in public, and I'm enjoying every naughty, hot minute of it!"
And they were "comers," indeed! No sooner had she gone through another tingly, quivering orgasm, than the guy in her shot off like a cannon.
"Oh, yeah. Yeah!" he gasped, as he buried his cock deeply one more time and pumped his rubber full.
"I'm so glad you made it," she said, smiling over her smooth shoulder. But then something wilder, less orderly, and more challenging happened.
Yet Jenny was more than up for that, too!
To make a long story short, there were too many studs in line. So, lest her "performance" go on all night, she came to the conclusion that she'd have to take them on more than one at a time. Nor would anyone argue with that, since it would be all the more exciting.
And it took the following form. Sliding off the couch and to her knees on the carpeted floor, she suddenly became not only the center of attention, but also, as the guys gathered loyally around her, the center of a veritable army of erect cocks!
There were two men standing behind her, their rods sticking over her shoulders so that she could look from side to side and see their swollen red tips.
There were three in front, jockeying for position for her to suck them, with their fine members pointing right at her gaping mouth.
There was even a guy lying on his back on the floor, trying to slide feet-first between her legs so he could arch up and get his cock in her pussy.
And that one, to her amazement, was her dear husband, Joe!
"I hope there isn't any rule against balling your own wife here," he grinned. "Because my balls are ready to explode!"
"Far from it, young fellow," the old farmer told him. "Go right ahead. And this kind of scene ought to really turn you on!"
Jennifer knew, too, that she'd think of this arrangement whenever she fucked her husband from then on. If simple swinging could enliven a marriage, how about this kind of thing? And it was inversely kinky for him to be among the strange studs.
But now it was high time for action. And plenty of action there was!
The six cocks pushed closer. If there was always more sperm than was needed, now there were more male organs! She dealt with them, though, with wanton ingenuity.
She reached up and grabbed the two that were over her shoulders. Stroking them deftly, she soon had their owners moaning with sheer delight.
She also let them rub against her neck, which made her nipples harden, her breasts ache, her tummy tingle, and her dark-furred pussy drip. The contact combined with the whole idea of what she was doing to make her short, curvy body go crazy with lust!
"Ohhh, damn!" the guys sighed from behind her. "Ohhh. Ohhh!"
"Yeah, go for it," she coached them, getting literally into the swing of things.
"Ohhh!" But she could say no more, because the three turgid rods in front of her were begging for attention. So, while maintaining the hand jobs, she started in to blow!
Still keeping some semblance of order, Jennifer moved from left to right. She opened her hot mouth wide and took in the first cock, giving it a few strong sucks. Then she moved on to the next, and the next, after which she repeated the process. The guys stood there, hands on hips and bodies straining with pleasure.
"Uh-huh," they sighed. "Ohhh, yeah!"
"Mmmmm," she moaned softly.
Her own full gratification wasn't being neglected. Glancing down between her round, hard-nippled breasts, she saw another rod pushing up to find her pussy. Joe had completed his move, and was lying right between her legs! From her kneeling position, she lowered herself a bit, and soon he was buried well inside her, making her joy familiar and complete.
"Oh, amazing!" her husband exclaimed. "Oh, incredible. Oh!"
For a good long time, Jenny had sex with those six guys at once. Her whole world had already changed, but now she saw even greater vistas opening up before her. What if she were to be a true nympho like Barbi, and take on hundreds of cocks if she'd taken on a dozen? What if she were to fuck the whole fucking world, indeed?
But all good things had to come to an end, and come, they surely did!
First, the two over-the-shoulder guys got their rocks off. She'd been stroking their members faster and faster, and suddenly her efforts were rewarded. Almost simultaneously, they pulsated and pumped in her busy hands.
"Oh, yeah!" the studs attached to them shouted. "Oh, what a charge!"
She felt their hairy balls against the hollow of her neck, which was an added turn-on. Even better, though, was what happened at the finish.
Unnoticed by her, they had taken off their rubbers, since those wouldn't be needed in such a situation. So she was treated to the sight of long streams of their j ism shooting out from the area of her face!
Then the three horny men in front of her responded to her oral attention. One by one, they went through powerful climaxes, that she could watch close up. She was astounded to be the focus of so much intimate male attention. And she was in charge.
"Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Yes!" exclaimed the first guy, as she concentrated all her sucking on him until he was through. He kept his condom on, but she could still feel his stuff fill the end in her hungry mouth.
"That's it. That's it. Ohhh, damn!" ejaculated the second stud, as she repeated her performance on him. Then he ejaculated in a better sense of the word!
And the third man followed. Since he'd had to wait until last, she gave him especially good treatment, using her hard tongue on the underside of his love tool, pursing her lips, and looking wantonly up at him with her dark eyes. Now he experienced a massive orgasm, one that made his knees buckle, nearly putting him on the floor.
"Oh, fuck!" he gasped, his whole body shaking. "Oh, this is too much!"
Then he pumped so much and so strongly in her mouth that she thought his rubber would burst and she'd get some hot jism to swallow, after all!
And that left Joe.
All that time, her loving husband had been underneath her kneeling form, sticking his familiar cock up into her steaming pussy as best he could. But now, as the other five guys satisfiedly withdrew, she was able to give him her full concentration. So she sank down, and soon she was humping him cowgirl style in the way it should be done.
"Honey, I just fucked five other guys in one fell swoop!" she mused, meeting his eyes.
Her hands were on his chest, her round breasts were thrusting strongly forward, and her hips were lunging at his fully-engorged rod. Her own eyes, she knew, must look drunk with sex.
"But I don't think you shrunk them!" he joked, showing her it was all okay. "At least not until the end."
They both seemed to be conscious that it was fitting to finish up like this, with just the two of them. It demonstrated that no matter how often one of them swung, or with how many, they'd always come back to each other. It was a wild kind of marriage, but what a marriage it was!
So they went on to come, and it proved to be the best climax of the group encounter. He kept lunging upward, and she rode him like a wild woman. His every muscle flexed, and her short, curvy body quivered like crazy. It was hard to tell when they did finally let loose, since the whole act was like one big orgasm from beginning to end.
"Ohhh, yeah!" Joe struggled to shout, when his cock went off and he gave her his all.
"Ohhhhh!"
He reached up, grabbed her marvelous breasts, and squeezed them just hard enough.
"Ahhh. Ahhh!" Jennifer echoed, her pussy spasming out of control as she joined him in happy land. "Ahhh. Ahhh. Ahhhhh!"
And she felt his warm, soothing stuff wash her insides, since he hadn't had to wear a rubber, either.
At last, her stupendous session was over. She struggled nakedly to her feet, letting her husband's cock slip out of her. Her dark hair was tousled, her pretty face was flushed, and she felt like she'd had the best kind of workout of her life.
She felt like a libertine, too, as she had when Joe had eaten her on the sofa at home. But now it was more like some ancient Roman empress, some outrageous queen of those who fucked freely!
There was one thing more. Slowly, she became conscious again of her surroundings, of the small-town hall, the opulent furnishings, and the multitude of people looking on. But her sensation wasn't as much visual as aural.
Quite simply, everyone at Orgy Town was clapping their hands and cheering her for a job well done!
And then it was Joe's turn.
When he'd fucked Jennifer just now, he'd been aware of the fact that he'd soon have to make it with a lot more women, as the old farmer had told him. As a newcomer and an initiatee, he'd have to put on a performance just as his wife had.
But Joe felt more than adequate to do it. Indeed, as he also stood up, his cock was already renewed. The whole scene had made him like a satyr, possessed of more virility than he'd believed possible in his wildest dreams.
So he selected a couple of naked, comely lasses and led them over to the centrally located couch. He was just lying back between them when the old farmer, that unofficial master of ceremonies and even mayor of Orgy Town, walked up.
"Excuse me, but I've got a better idea," he said, waving the two women away. "And I hope all you folks won't mind if I break tradition a bit."
The others present murmured that they wouldn't.
"You see, my friend, you're supposed to take on a lot of women," the farmer continued. "But what if it was to be a lot of woman, in the singular? And what if she was the most 'singular' woman you ever saw?"
Now the others reacted more strongly, since they must have known where the old guy was going. In fact, they almost cheered again.
But the farmer prolonged the suspense.
"Did you ever have one of those wet dreams where the gal is too good to be true?" he asked Joe, who nodded. "Where her buns aren't just like firm ripe melons, but like balloons? And where her tits, heaven help you, are as big as her buns? Where you're maybe looking at her from behind, ready to walk up, grab all that woman and stick it to her pussy, and her boobs are so big you can see practically all of them sticking out to her sides? And where you turn her around instead, and it's even better, because her tits are standing out a good eight inches and her nipples are like silver dollars, and her pussy hair is like a forest? Where's she's really two women, like those gals you were just now going to fuck, in one?"
"Damn, you've got a flair for the dramatic," his listener sighed. "Of course I've had dreams like that. What red-blooded guy hasn't?"
"Well, I'm here to tell you that if there's any place dreams come true, it's here in Orgy Town," the old farmer grinned, as the other citizens smiled with him. "You see, I could hardly believe it myself, but I found such a woman on one of my trips, and I moved heaven and earth to bring her here. It just goes to show that if you believe and look long enough, you'll find what you've always desired."
He paused, as Joe's mouth began unconsciously to gape open.
"With all due respect, she's bigger and better than Marge," the old guy went on. "She's sexier than Barbi, too. And, to be frank about it, she's more of 'secret weapon' than my own wife's tight pussy!"
He paused again.
"We keep her under wraps," he concluded. "We only bring her out on special occasion like this one, and often not even then. But you seem like you're a great guy, and so you deserve her."
Now Joe found himself panting.
A curtain parted at the end of the room. He felt like he'd faint with anticipation and lust. Although he'd thought nothing more was possible, he was about to have the most colossal experience of his existence.
"Ladies and gents," the old farmer declaimed, "presenting.. . Myra!"