Chapter 11
A full-blown party was in progress when Carol and Frank arrived. All of the women had great bodies, and wore the briefest of thong bikinis, as if trying to prove how shapely they were. Carol felt right at home wearing her skimpy bikini.
Judy greeted Carol and Frank with a bright smile and a big smooch. "Hello, dears. The bar is over there. I would play the perfect hostess and get you a drink, but Don's yelling for more meat to burn."
"Hello, Judy," Carol replied. "That's okay, you go do whatever you have to. Where is Don?"
Judy pointed to the far side of the pool. "Over there, under that cloud of smoke." She rushed off to complete her appointed task.
"I'll see you later," Frank said. "I'm going to take Don a cold beer and chat awhile."
Carol went to the bar and fixed a drink of sour mash, water and a couple of ice cubes. She searched the milling mob, looking for someone, anyone, she knew. She recognized Patti Kohl, a woman who espoused an ultraconservative political viewpoint on a local morning TV talk show. The bottom of her white thong bikini left the cheeks of her pretty ass bare. The two tiny triangles of cloth over her medium-size breasts barely covered her nipples. No white lines showed on her deeply tanned body. She sunbathed in the nude.
Well, so much for her public persona, Carol thought. She's the last woman I'd expect to see at an orgy. Boy, you can never tell about people!
She shrugged philosophically, mystified by the incongruity. She felt a pair of eyes trying to bore holes in her back. She turned around and looked at the man. She recognized him at once. His picture was often in the newspaper. He headed a major, multinational conglomerate based in Denver. A former star college quarterback, he still had the rugged, powerful build of his youth. She stared at him boldly as he ogled her lecherously. Her hourglass figure, with full, heavy breasts, narrow waist, and lushly curved hips had that effect on a lot of men.
He smiled suavely and came over. His fingertips crawled down her bare back, and she shivered.
"Hello, lovely lady. I'm Howard. I don't believe I've had the pleasure of meeting you. You haven't been to any of Judy's parties before. I couldn't possible have missed you."
"This is my first time." She laughed softly. "At one of Judy's parties, I mean. You have a glib tongue. Is talk the only thing it's good for?"
"Is that drink important to you?"
Carol shrugged. "Not especially."
Howard took the glass from her and threw it in a nearby trash can. "Disposable plastic," he explained. "My company makes them. Can't tell them from the real thing. Our whole damn society is disposable these days." He took her hand. "Now, that's enough business talk and social commentary. Come with me."
He took her into the living room of the house and turned her to face him. He pulled her to him and embraced her with outright lust, trying to crush her large tits flat. His hunger seemed to flow through her nipples to her pussy. She pressed her tits against his muscular chest and tipped her crotch against his cock.
He pressed his open hand against the bare skin of her back and pulled her closer. She felt his cock swell as it thickened and stiffened rapidly. She rubbed her mound against it. His cock quivered with arousal and grew into a fat, firm erection that made a large bulge in his thin trunks.
He crushed his lips against hers. She opened her mouth and let his tongue dart in. She growled with surging carnal hunger as their tongues fenced. He slid his hands under the sides of the small piece of material covering her splendid, round ass. He ground his cock against her plump pussy mound and fondled her shapely bottom.
He broke the kiss and stared into her eyes. "You taste good," he said, his voice husky with passion.
"You haven't tasted the best part of me yet," she said.
The mercuric turn of events didn't daunt her. One came to an orgy to fuck, not debate the exact date the Roman Empire fell. If she didnU want to fuck him, she could just say no. She did want to fuck him, however. Very badly. Not because she thought his sperm contained the seeds of his fame and success. Because she loved cock and wanted to try his on for size. She didn't know the etiquette for orgies, but she was sure it wasn't impolite to start before the others did. She jerked his swimsuit down. His cock jumped up like a jack-in-the-box.
"Well, look what we have here." She wrapped her hand around his stiff shaft and stroked it lovingly.
He reached around her and unhooked her bra. He pulled the thin straps off her smooth shoulders and her large tits tumbled free. He watched them jiggle for a moment, then put his hands under them and hefted them in his palms.
"Fantastic tits," he said.
He lowered his head and licked her nipples. They swelled into dark pink buds, fully erect, very long and hard. She gave his cock a hard tug. He took a nipple in his mouth and gently nibbled it. He pushed the bottom of her bikini down to the top of her thighs, rolling it into a narrow band. The cheeks of her ass felt as smooth as the most expensive satin. He kneaded and fondled her firm, curvaceous buttocks and wiggled his hips to make his prick slide through her fist.
She put both hands on his shoulders and pushed down. "Lick my pussy," she whispered. "Make me cum with your tongue, then you can fuck me."
"Let's do a 69."
"No. You lick me."
He started to say something, changed his mind, and sank to his knees. He gripped the rolled-up bikini, pulled it down her polished thighs and let it drop it around her ankles. She stepped nimbly out of the roll of cloth and stood with her legs apart. He caressed the soft, pink lips of her pussy. He slipped his middle finger into her slit and pushed it into her love hole. The inner walls of her pussy dripped with juice, and his finger glided in easily. He wiggled the tip of his finger around in her tight passage.
She gasped and oozed down to the floor as if her knees had melted, and stretched out on her back. Her tits stood on top of her chest like two small mountains. Her pubic bush looked like a miniature forest between her thighs.
He pushed her legs back until her thighs rested on her tits. His tongue promptly cleaved the lips of her pussy and skittered up her slit. Her hips jerked when the tip of his tongue grazed her clit.
"Aaahhh, Howard!" she muttered.
He opened her legs and licked the full length of her slit. Her pussy was already as wet as a saturated sponge. His tongue literally made her juice gush.
He stuck the tip of his tongue in her titillated gap and wiggled it around energetically. He pushed his whole tongue deep into her tight twat and tasted the distinctive flavor of her delectable essence. He wormed his tongue in and out a few times, imitating a cock. He licked the length of her steamy seam and tickled her clit with a feathery touch of the tip of his tongue.
He ran the tip of his tongue on the outside of the long fleshy lips up and down the center of her hot box, then along the other side. Blood gorged her lips, making them stand out fully, luxuriant and succulent.
Her body trembled and vibrated from the tip of her toes to the end of her pert nose. Her ears roared as blood raced through her veins like a freight train. Hedonistic hunger overloaded her mind. Her heart thumped like a bass drum. Her nipples fattened and got even longer. Her tits swelled until she thought they would burst. Her clit protruded from its hood, eye-catching, loaded and primed, begging for its share of his lingual attention. She was so turned on, so aroused!
He licked her snatch until her body began to resonate like a plucked violin string. Then he shifted his attention to her prominent clit. Holding it tenderly between puckered lips, he flicked his tongue lickety-split over the tumescent stud.
She quivered and twitched vividly. She murmured and cooed and gasped. The more he licked, the harder her body vibrated, quickly reaching its maximum pitch. He knew she was on the verge of a climax. Opening his lips, he licked her clit and all around it. He kept his tongue broad and soft, moving it over the tumescent tip of ticklish flesh.
Her orgasm started, a coercive surge deep in her belly. She gave blatant, oral vent to her shameless passion. Her body trembled and shimmied expressively. She rolled her head from side to side. She grabbed her licker's ears and pulled his face tighter to her gaping quim. She held his mouth to her convulsing snatch as her orgasm tore her mind apart.
He licked her clit impetuously, driving her through her climax, giving her the maximum satisfaction. He had to hang onto her legs to keep her from wriggling across the floor and getting away from him. When she stopped screaming and began to babble, he kissed her cunt all over.
He put her legs over his shoulders and rose to his knees. His cock jutted from his loins, stiffly erect, firm and solid. She lifted her head, reached down and gripped his shaft. Together, they guided the head to her humid hole.
She gasped and cooed as he fed his cock against her greedy cunt. She wiggled and humped her ass impatiently, urging him to penetrate her completely. He plunged his prick to the hilt, then leaned down and kissed her mouth.
The taste of her own pussy on his lips turned her on even more. She returned his kiss with gluttonous zeal. She softened her lips, working them hungrily against his. She thrust her tongue way into his mouth and humped her ass.
He grabbed her ass and rolled over. She clung to him like a leech, her mouth glued to his, his prick buried to the hilt in her stimulated sheath. She squirmed on top of him, crushing her bountiful tits against his chest. She levered her ass up and down, fucking herself gently on his lusty lance.
He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her up. "Sit up and fuck me. I want to play with your pretty tits and watch your face when you cum."
She sat up straight. Her ass sank lower, shoving his cock a little deeper into her. She felt the tip of his rod touch the mouth of her womb and gasped. She looked into her crotch. All she could see was the thick thatch of her bush and his belly. Carefully, slowly, she lifted her ass until his prick came into view. She put one hand between her thighs, let her fingers dance over his shaft and the widely stretched lips of her pussy. The sight of his potent prong probing her pussy fascinated her. She raised her eyes to meet his, her face contorted with lust.
"Your pussy is so tight," he said. "like a tight, slick fist wrapped around my cock."
She grinned and flexed her cunt muscles. "You like my pussy, huh?"
"I love it!"
She smiled, sank back down on his cock and rocked her hips. "You cock is so big and thick. I can feel the head banging on my womb."
"Fuck me good," he said.
"Oh, yessssss!" she hissed. "I intend to!"
She put her hands on his chest to balance herself and worked her ass up and down slowly, getting the full feel of his cock probing her depths. She lengthened the swing of her ass, banging the end of his cock into her womb each time she sat down, gasping out loud from the thrilling contact.
He pulled her forward, and her tits dangled over his face. He stuck out his tongue and swiped it across one nipple. He caught her jiggling tit between his hands and licked her nipple. He moved his hands back and forth between her tits, holding the full globes tenderly and licking her nipples.
She stopped humping, lifted her ass slightly, and twisted her hips around and around and back and forth. She rotated her ass in tight circles, reaming her tight twat, stretching it splendidly with his virile tool.
She slid her feet under her hips and squatted over his loins. She bounced up and down rapidly, fucking herself vigorously. A look of intense passion swept over her face. She closed her eyes and squealed. She humped her ass faster. She cooed and moaned and gasped. She rode the full length of his prick, lost in her own little world of carnal exhilaration.
He slipped one hand down to her crotch and put the tip of his finger on her clit. She sucked in a deep breath, let it whoosh out, and fucked faster. She added corkscrewing motions to her up and down movement, using his finger on her love button to masturbate herself, getting a double dose of delight.
Still on an erotic high from his tongue, she climbed back up the golden stairs to heaven after only a few moments of riding his cock. She screamed as another orgasm started. She fell on top of him with a soft thud and ground her tits into his chest.
She glued her mouth to his and thrust her tongue down his throat, imitating the way his cock was delving into her lower mouth. She lifted and dropped her ass rapidly, as fast as she could make it go.
She sucked impetuously on his lips and tongue. She probed his mouth with her tongue. She whipped her ass up and down frantically, using his prick to give herself a mighty orgasm.
Abruptly, she pulled her mouth from his and buried her face in the crook of his shoulder, muffling her screams. The strength left her legs and her knees slid to the side. Her ass dropped precipitously, driving his prick all the way up her cunt again.
"Cum in me," she whispered, her lips against his ear. "I want to feel you cum."
He was hanging right on the edge of a climax. He could feel his orgasm hovering in his guts, fighting to get out. He grabbed the cheeks of her ass and fucked her furiously. His cock swelled, throbbed mightily, then erupted, showering the depths of her cunt with hot cream.
She lay inert on top of him and let him fuck her. It felt so fucking good to feel a cock drenching her cunt with love juice.
He rolled them onto their side and held her close. "Let's do it again," he whispered.
"Maybe later, if you don't wear yourself out fucking other women." She squeezed his limp dick with her cunt muscles and chuckled. "You couldn't fuck me again right now anyway."
"You can suck it back up," he said hopefully.
"Sure I could, but I'm going to find my husband and a steak." She gave him a tender kiss and got up. "Later, 'gator. Thanks for the good fuck."
She didn't bother with her bikini. By now, the others would be naked. If they weren't, Judy wasn't doing her job as hostess. She found a bathroom and washed her pussy.