Chapter 13
Cinnamon sat in a Victorian chair on the far side of the room. The chair was upholstered with brightly colored brocade, and next to it stood a carved mahogany table. On the table was a bottle of champagne, a champagne glass and a cut-crystal vase with a single long-stemmed red rose.
Her thick, lustrous black hair was piled on top of her head and held in place with silver and diamond pins and combs. The arrangement of her hair, her slender, graceful neck and beautiful, nearly aquiline facial features gave her the appearance of an ancient Egyptian goddess. Bright red lipstick, applied quite thick, accentuated her generous, sensual mouth. Her lush lips looked as if they had been dusted with silver dust.
A plethora of silver and diamond jewelry adorned her stunning cafe-au-lait body. She wore a wide choker around her long graceful neck, long earrings dangling from her lobes, a heavy chain gracing her slender waist, at least one ring on each finger and a dainty chain circling her left ankle.
Besides the jewelry and high-heeled silver sandals, she was quite naked. Her large, conical tits jutted haughtily from her chest. The long, thick buds capping her firm tits looked like two chocolate kisses. She sat quietly, her long, shapely legs crossed, a look of perfect serenity on her face. Her jewelry and lips sparkled in the bright light. The overall effect was quite stunning.
Carole sucked in her breath and let it out slowly. "Magnificent," she said softly. "Absolutely stunning."
Kathy patted Carole on the arm and said, "Oh, just wait, darling. You haven't seen anything yet."
Cinnamon uncrossed her legs and opened them wide, exhibiting the black, bushy hair that grew in profusion between her thighs. She poured a glass of champagne, lifted the glass in her left hand and took a sip, then said, "Now that Josh has sampled Kathleen's superb pussy, we'll get on with the fun." Her voice was throaty, so sexy it made the nerves tingle.
"She's positively bewitching," Josh said softly.
"I'll say!" Carole agreed.
Cinnamon took another sip of champagne and let her right hand fall between her legs, and her middle finger glided lazily up and down her slit. "I will be joined shortly by my friend, Billy Joe, and a girl who will be nice enough to volunteer for an encounter she'll never forget."
"Wait until you see Billy Joe," Kathy said.
"He'll make your mouth water."
"My pussy is already watering," Carole said giggled.
Cinnamon took another sip of champagne and pushed her finger between the lips of her pussy. She finished her wine and set the glass on the table. "First, however, I would like to cum for you." She smiled, showing a mouthful of sparkling white teeth.
Carole gasped and looked at Josh. "Isn't this exciting, darling?" she whispered breathlessly. "I've never watched a girl get herself off."
"I'm glad you didn't want to leave," he replied.
Cinnamon closed her eyes and thought about the other people in the room. She could feel them, sense their excitement as they watched her play with her luscious mahogany-colored pussy. like her, they were all lecherous voyeurs and exhibitionists. That's why they had been invited.
She wondered how Josh would react when Carole joined her and Billy Joe and showed Josh both sides of her lusty nature. She touched her tits with her left hand. The chill from the champagne lingered in her fingers, shocking her warm nipples. Her breath came in hoarse gusts as she gently kneaded the jumbo mounds of chocolate tit flesh and her rigid, dark brown nipples.
The middle finger of her right hand skimmed lightly across the feverish, tingling kernel of her extra large clitoris, and her body stiffened in the chair. She always had to fight to keep her legs wide open when she jacked off in front of others so they could see every salacious detail of her randy exploit. A pronounced tremor of lust coursed outward from her loins, saturating her tortured flesh with carnal warmth.
Hedonistic inspiration flooded her imaginative mind. Getting herself off in front of others exhilarated her, aroused her to the peak of passion. Only fucking in a group turned her on as much, and she would soon do that, too.
She thrust a finger in her cunt, twisted it around, pumped it swiftly in and out, then withdrew it and rubbed it slowly up and down her slippery slit. She repeated the penetration, this time using two fingers. Holding the two fingers deep in her heated hole, she stroked the salient point at the top of her slit with the middle finger of her left hand.
She thought about the men, and the women stroking their big cocks. She knew all the men wanted to fuck her and the women wanted to get their tongues in her sweet pussy and lick her big clit. Well, they would all have their chance. As Kathleen said, it wasn't a real party until everybody get sweaty and sticky.
"Jesus, what a fantastic show," Josh muttered. "And I thought this was going to be a dull party."
"Live and learn, darling," Carole giggled.
Slowly, both of Cinnamon's hands began to move, and stimulating sensations surged delightfully through her flesh. Her fingers flicked faster and faster over her madly pulsing love button, sending shock waves up to her swollen tits. She moaned softly as the titillating tingles of delight radiated out from her loins, provoked by the teasing touch of her finger on the primed bud of her clit.
She dug the spike heels of her shiny silver sandals into the thick carpet, spread her legs wider, and hunched her crotch forward. Gently parting the hair-fringed lips of her cunt, she displayed the bright pink inner flesh for a moment. Then, using the tip of one finger, she spread the heavy flow of love oil up and down the lust-tortured slit, coating her pussy with a thick layer. The flutter of desire in her belly grew stronger as she breathlessly caressed her throbbing pleasure stud in a bawdy act of self-satisfaction.
"God," Carole breathed impetuously. "I've never seen anything so.. . " She couldn't think of the word to describe the sight.
Kathleen could. Several of them. "So lascivious, so electrifying," she suggested. "Watching her excites you, doesn't she?"
"God, yes!" Carole whispered in agreement.
Carole glanced at her husband, saw that he was grinning like a silly jackass. She looked down, saw that Kathleen had his cock in her left hand, stroking it lovingly, and he had his hand between her legs, fingering her pussy as they watched the provocative black woman jack off. The sight aroused Carole even more, and she reached over and added her hand to her husband's cock. She put her other hand between her legs and brazenly fingered her pussy.
With a deep, audible sigh, Cinnamon stilled her hands and let her ass fall back to the chair, delaying the moment when she would finger-fuck herself. Her need was like a ball of fire in her cunt, but she knew how to titillate an audience.
With a soft whimper, she slid down in the chair and lifted her legs in the air, rolling her smoothly rounded ass up to expose the deep cleft between the cheeks. A shiver of rapture shot through her as she rubbed her pulsating clit. The fingers of her other hand coursed up and down her slit. She slid her fingers between her hair-lined lips and probed teasingly into the softly clasping inner flesh of her hot hole, sending further shocks of raunchy pleasure darting over her lustfully quivering body.
She drew a mental image of hard cocks and juicy cunts as her rising lust invaded her mind and body. She spread her legs wide and wormed two fingers into the tightness of her desire-heated love tunnel. Moaning deeply, out loud, she burrowed her fingers into her cunt as the fingers on her clit swiftly agitated the feverish bud of sensitive flesh.
She knew everyone had a perfect view of her wide-open crotch. She could smell the others, knew they had given in to their lust and joined her in pleasuring each other as they watched her. She surrendered to her licentious yearnings and fingerfucked her tight, clenching hole with smooth, urgent strokes.
"God, I can't stand it!" Carole whispered as she rubbed her clit furiously.
"That's the way, darling," Kathleen said encouragingly. "Get it! Bet I cum before you do."
Moaning with tempestuous eroticism, an exhibitionist through and through, Cinnamon finger-fucked herself wildly, writhing frenziedly from the obscene lust engulfing her. Grunts of salacious pleasure spewed from her lips as waited breathlessly for her climax. Her shapely legs trembled. Her large brown tits bounced and shook as her body heaved and jerked.
"God, I love to watch a woman jack off!" Kathleen whispered urgently, her voice strained with erotic tension. "She's going to cum! I'm going to cum! Ohhh, fuck, everybody cum!"
Caught up in the group eroticism, Carole frigged her clit faster. She twisted her head rapidly from side to side as she tried to watch Kathleen and Josh and Cinnamon, all at the same time, afraid she would miss some critical happening.
Kathleen was staring at Cinnamon, transfixed, a mask of lust covering her beautiful face. Her legs were thrust straight out in front of her, open so far Carole could see Josh's fingers in her cunt, trembling all over, obviously in the throes of orgasm. Her fist automatically slid up and down Josh's prick.
Josh stared at the magnificent black woman, his eyes nearly bugging out of his head. Carole wondered if he was contemplating fucking Cinnamon, or if the uniqueness of the circumstances accounted for his beguilement. Or maybe both.
Cinnamon's body fidgeted furiously in the chair, her loins jerking wildly as she pleasured herself. The obscene passion roaring through every fiber of her being nearly drove her out of her mind. The agitation of her self-inflicted excitement inundated her. She heard Kathleen cry out, and her entire body tensed and shuddered.
"I'm going to cum," Carole wailed. She glanced at Kathleen's hand sliding up and down Josh's dick and went off like a keg of blasting powder.
Cinnamon's climax began as a distant rumbling far up inside her quivering cunt, then swiftly reached the surface in a blinding volcano of elation, bursting forth in a wave of breathtaking sensations that roared through every inch of naked body. She cried out loudly in deliverance, wallowing in obscene rapture as the lightning bolts of ecstasy smashed relentlessly through her.
The audience gave Cinnamon a rousing round of applause.
She sat up and smiled.
"Thank you. It's nice to be appreciated."
A naked man came into the room and stood by Cinnamon's chair. He was about six foot, six inches tall, a gorgeous specimen of maleness, slightly darker than Cinnamon. Carole thought his cock couldn't be real. The flaccid chunk of meat dangled between his legs, and the end of the damn thing reached halfway down his thigh! My God, he was the black giant right out her favorite jack off fantasy!
"Most of the girls already know Billy Joe, and have taken wonderful rides on his magnificent cock," Cinnamon said.
Kathleen looked at Carole and said, "What do you think of him?"
"He's magnificent," Carole breathed. "I didn't know cocks grew that big! I can't imagine a girl taking anything so big."
"Oh, it slides right in if your pussy is wet enough," Kathleen giggled.
"That damn thing would choke a horse," Carole muttered.
"Yeah, it really makes your jaws creak," Kathleen said.
"Forget the jaws," Carole said. "My God, it would tear a pussy apart!"
"You'd be surprised," Kathleen said. "Cinnamon and I both have had it up our ass."
"You've got to be kidding!" Carole muttered. "God, if he just put it in my pussy, I wouldn't be able to walk for a week."
"You never know until you try, darling," Kathleen giggled.
Cinnamon looked directly at Carole and crooked her finger. "Kathleen promised to make you the star of the orgy, darling."
Carole knew what she had to do. She got up and went to Cinnamon. Cinnamon stood, took a small bottle from the table and quickly covered Carole's body with oil, and the blonde's body glistened in the bright light. Cinnamon sat down and patted her thighs.
Carole perched herself on Cinnamon's lap, put one arm around the black woman's neck and kissed her on the lips. Cinnamon whispered in Carole's ear, and she spread her legs wide. Her hairy slit seemed to wink suggestively at the small audience. Cinnamon ran her finger up and down the charming gash, opening the thick lips so everyone could see the bright pink interior.
Josh's cock twitched furiously as he watched his wife. He knew that Billy Joe was going to fuck Carole. The only question was how and when. He looked at Kathleen and said, "You're a diabolical witch."
"Excited?" Kathleen asked.
"Wildly," Josh replied.
Kathleen glanced at his stiff prick. "Keep that thing ready. Every girl here is going to want some of it."
Billy Joe moved closer to Cinnamon's chair, standing in profile, his long dark dong swaying gently, looking like a cop's night stick swinging on his belt.
Carole put both hands under his dick and lifted it. Her snow-white hands were a striking contrast to his black stem. She regarded the stupendous tool lovingly, kissed the tip, then looked at Cinnamon. Cinnamon opened her mouth wide and Carole guided the black knob between her lush, bright red lips. Carole wrapped her small white hands around the thick black stalk, one above the other, and stroked it as the large dark bulb glided slowly, smoothly into Cinnamon's gaping mouth.
Cinnamon sucked Billy Joe's cock as she slid the tip of one brown finger up and down Carole's slit, dipping it into her hole and diddling her clit.
Carole's temperature shot up. Her skin felt flushed to the inner depths of her body. Her nipples peaked, as hard as granite, and her pussy absolutely gushed. She squirmed on Cinnamon's lap as she played with Billy Joe's balls with one hand and stroked his thick shaft with her other hand. His meaty licorice stick began to grow like Jack's bean stalk.
Carole slid off Cinnamon's lap and knelt in front of Billy Joe. He pulled his cock out of Cinnamon's mouth and half-turned, offering the semi-tumescent stick of salami to Carole.
Carole peeled Billy Joe's foreskin back and kissed the end of the blunt stalk, then opened her mouth as wide as she could and took the big purple-black knob inside. She surprised herself by devouring not only all of the big head, but also part of the thick shaft. With her mouth stuffed so full of dark meat, she couldn't move her head, but her hands slid rapidly up and down the shaft, giving the appearance that she was fucking herself in the mouth with the weighty tool.
His wife's lascivious behavior had an astounding effect on Josh. His cock was bloated with fresh blood, standing at full erection. His pussy pleaser wasn't as substantial as Billy Joe's, but it wasn't small potatoes, either. He took the hand of a woman sitting next to him and put it in his lap. She sighed softly, wrapped his fist around his dick and started stroking, enjoying the way it pulsed sturdily in her fist. He put his hand between Kathleen's legs and caressed her pussy.
Billy Joe bent over, grasped Carole's hips and lifted her as easily as one would lift a doll. His muscles barely rippled as she turned her over. She clung to his cock with her mouth and both hands as he flipped her upside down with her pussy in front of his face. She spread her legs like a pair of scissors and his tongue flashed out and slithered up and down the full length of her slit.
He turned so everyone had a clear view of his long tongue as he licked her gash. Extending his tongue to its full length, he stuck the tip in her hole, then pulled her body up and made his lapper disappear into her magic box.
Cinnamon sat calmly, again sipping champagne and fingering her pussy as he watched Billy Joe and Carole.
Carole sucked Billy Joe's cock, fantasizing about riding his black monster until she went crazy with passion. She wasn't sure the damn thing would fit, but she was sure going to try!
For several minutes, Billy Joe tongue-fucked Carole as she valiantly gobbled his black wand. He brought her to a quivering climax, then spun her around like a cheerleader twirls her baton and positioned her pussy at the end of his fully erect, enormous instrument of pleasure.
Cinnamon reached out and grasped the stupendous black spear. She guided the distended knob to the blonde's pussy, put it between the thick lips, and worked it up and down the slit several times.
Slowly, steadily, Billy Joe pushed the horny blonde down on his big ebony cock. Carole hung limply in his arms, her feet on his hips, intent only on accepting all of the colossal black club he was shoving up her snatch. The expression on her face was clear evidence that she was lost in the ecstasy of having her cunt split wide open, stuffed full by a cock that looked as big as her arm.
Billy Joe buried his prick to the hilt in Carole's tight pussy, then pulled her up against his chest and slowly turned, giving everyone a clear view of her taut white ass and the big black cock stuck in her. He faced the room and began to pump the young woman up and down on his shaft. Her head hung way back, allowing everybody to see and share her intense pleasure.
Cinnamon wet her finger in her mouth, slid it between the cheeks of Carole's ass, and plunged it into the blonde's ass-hole. Carole yelped and writhed on Billy Joe's cock, using her feet against his hips for enough leverage to bounce her ass up and down.
Kathleen opened her thighs a little wider and angled her crotch up so Josh could explore her slit. He played around a moment, then eased his middle finger into her liquefied love hole. Her cunt felt like oily silk. She curled her crotch up and hunched on his finger. He withdrew her finger and put it back on her rigid clit. He titillated the nubbin with his fingertip as he stared at the sight of his randy wife bobbing on Billy Joe's cock.
Kathleen leaned back and watched the intense action across the room as Josh went after her charms. She felt an orgasm beginning to grow in her belly and shivered.
"I'm going to cum," she said, loud enough for Carole to hear her.
Josh stroked his finger in the redhead's juicy cunt, then tickled her clit. He liked the magnitude of her girl-cock. He toyed with the fat stud, feeling her shivers of full arousal. In his experience, a woman with such a big clit came quick and hard and repeatedly. He slid his finger back to her slick hole, back up to her clit, then repeated the action in a steady rhythm, nearly lost in a cloud of ecstasy, barely able to remain aware of his wife's raunchy show.
Carole's face twisted with the euphoric agony of orgasm. "Oh, God!" she yelled. "He's fucking me so hard! His big black cock is stretching my pussy! I love it! I love it! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
"Oh, look at her cum!" Kathleen whispered excitedly. "Isn't she beautiful? God, I love to watch a woman cum!" She whined and squirmed. Her tit tips drew into rigid cones. Her clit swelled and pulsated harder. She sucked in her breath and popped her sex gun.
Billy Joe lifted Carole off his cock and set her on her feet. Cinnamon stood, turned around, and leaned over with her hands on the seat of the chair. Carole grasped his cock and put the head in Cinnamon's hole. Billy Joe bucked his hips forward and buried his cock. Carole got on her knees between Cinnamon's legs and tilted her head up. She started licking Cinnamon's clit, and the black woman came immediately.
An instant before he shot his load, Billy Joe backed away from Cinnamon. He grabbed the thick stalk and jerked off, aiming his prick like a fire hose, spraying long streams of cum over Cinnamon's ass and Carole's face.
Josh got up and sat on the couch. The girl with her hand on his cock hung on and went with him.
"I'm Ann," she said.
"Josh," he replied. "That's my wife over there with Billy Joe."
"I know," Ann said. She stroked his cock idly as she watched Carole and Billy Joe with hot-blooded interest. "Kathleen told us all about you two. We hope you'll become a part of our group."
"I think we just might," Josh said.