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CHAPTER TEN

Time passed and the parties at Lou’s apartment began growing wilder and yet wilder. The numbers had increased appreciably since the first venture there and now there were at least eight women at each session to satisfy and be satisfied by the two men.

One evening when the boys had a night to themselves, they sat down over a couple of drinks and began discussing a subject that both of them had been contemplating for some time.

“Are you wrung out as I am?” asked Lou, sipping his drink.

“Probably,” replied Sid, with a deep sigh. “These past few months have really wiped me out. I never thought that I could get oversaturated with sex, but apparently I have. We’re just going to have to get ourselves a little help.”

“That’s exactly what I was thinking,” said Lou. “Some of the girls know guys.

Why don’t we screen a few of them to see what sort of men they are. Then, if they check out okay, we can bring them into the group. It’ll sure be a nice change of pace to watch somebody else doing the screwing for a change, won’t it?”

“Yes,” replied Sid, “it just might, at that.”

Edna, the group’s chief procurer, was the first to bring a man up for the boys inspection. His name was Larry and he was an electrician at the factory. Larry was twenty-seven, married, and possessed an unquenchable sexual appetite. His wife was totally incapable of satisfying him, and neither were the three girls that he was seeing after hours. Larry was more awed at meeting the two executives than any of the girls had been. Possibly his awe was dictated. by the, fear that if all didn’t go well in his meeting with them, he might be out of a job.

The men both assured him that nothing could be further from the truth. Business was business and pleasure was pleasure – and they kept a very definite dividing line between them. Then the conversation got right down to facts.

“Are you really as good a goer as Edna claims you are?” asked Lou, looking at the man with admiration in his eyes.

“Well, I’ve never had any complaints yet. Some people might even say I was oversexed because I can keep a hard-on for nearly ten minutes before I pop, and I can get four or five, shots in a night when I get turned on enough. There’s no way my old lady, can, handle me when I get horny. She’s tried, and all she ever got out of it was an awful sore, pussy.”

“It looks like you’re just the kind of guy we need,” said Lou. “What do you think, Sid?”

“He sure looks good to me,” replied Sid. “I think we ought to bring him up to the next session and give him a try.”

“You just let me know where and when,” said Larry, “and I’ll be there.”

The second recruit was a young college-type from the sales office, named Mickey. He was a good-looking youngster, fresh out of the service and full of youthful vitality. He heard about the sessions through his girl friend who worked in the same department as Rosemary. His girl friend had never been to one of the sessions and didn’t have the personality or the sexual desires to ever want to be associated with this group. But Mickey certainly did.

“You let me in with the group,” he pleaded, “and I’ll give you all the action you’ll ever want. Man, just think of all that stuff just lying around waiting to be fucked. It’ll be perfect as long as Judy doesn’t find out I’m with you.

She’s really a great kid, but square – like Kelsey’s nuts.”

The two men came to the next session and were obviously ill at ease upon their arrival. It wasn’t the sight of all those women who eyed them hungrily that disturbed them. Not at all. It was just being with Lou and Sid on a social level.

Lou broke the ice as quickly as he could by pouring alcohol into everyone at a furious rate. Then, when everyone was well lubricated by the booze, he announced that the auditions would begin.

Larry was first, and he was given the opportunity of selecting his mates for the evening. He chose Rosemary, who was now a regular, then he picked Harriet, and Nancy, a blonde newcomer who was also making her debut with the organization. Nancy was recruited by Edna who felt sure that she would make an excellent addition to the group. She was about five foot nine with long, slim legs and enormous breasts for a girl with such a thin physique. Her eyes were sparkling blue and her lips were full and ripe. When Larry found that this was her first night at the apartment as well as his, he chose to take her on first.

This news seemed to turn on the group more than ever because it meant the observation of two.totally different people to them. Excitement around the room was therefore intense as they all began to undress prior to the festivities.

When the clothing had all been tossed aside, the two participants faced each other. Then they moved in closer and met in their first embrace. Nancy’s breasts were so large that they interfered when she and Larry came together… almost keeping them apart.

“Damn,” muttered Larry, when the breasts mashed into his chest. “That’s the biggest. and most beautiful set of boobies I ever saw. I’ve just got to kiss hell out of them.”

“Be my guest,” smiled Nancy. “That’s what they’re there for.”

He put his head down to the level of the breasts and began licking the flesh as a dog might lick a bone. His tongue became a blur, moving over every inch of the skin except the nipples. He was saving them for the last.

When he had completely finished his work, the skin of her breasts was sleek and glossy from the saliva that he had put there. Then he went to work on the nipples.

His mouth covered the strawberry-shaped tips and he sucked on them furiously.

Occasionally he would change the pace by withdrawing his lips and let his tongue do the work, flicking at the red knobs until they became so firm and swollen they were half again their normal size.

Nancy was obviously a highly passionate girl, because she went through an entire orgasm just from the action around her breasts. Of course, the action was aided by her own finger which massaged the area of her crotch while the activity was taking place around her breast. Everyone noted her fingering and nodded their approval to one another. This was definitely their type of girl.

When Larry had his fill of her breast, he began his kissing action all around her body. He started with her ears and worked his way down to her toes, never missing one inch of skin along the way. It was when he reached her buttocks that the group realized they were witnessing the activity of a true cocksman.

He had her bend over, and when she did, he spread her cheeks and buried his tongue into the slot, kissing not only her cunny, but planting his tongue into her anus as well. Nancy wiggled and squirmed and released yet another flow of her love juice as Larry did his thing in and around her rear. And this was only the beginning. There was much, much more to come.

Larry turned his attention to her muff next, kissing the area furiously. Nancy spread her long legs to allow him better admission, and when she did, he took advantage of it by sinking his lips into the juicy slit and licking at it furiously. Then he moved down her legs to the toes, licking and nipping the sweet flesh along the way. By the time he had completed his tour of her body, Nancy was more than ready for his action.

The group all trouped into the bedroom and took their places while Nancy and Larry climbed on to the bed. They met in the center, embraced again, and then went right to work. They started with a common position, Nancy was flat on her back and Larry mounted her. However, when the rod had been inserted, Nancy raised her long legs and placed them over Larry’s shoulders – thus raising her hips and giving them both a great deal of stimulation during the act. Larry’s hips drove into Nancy time and time again, while her legs, draped over his shoulders at the calves, continued to flop around crazily. Lou had stolen a glance at the bedroom clock when Larry made his initial penetration and now he checked it again. Six minutes had gone past and Larry still seemed as fresh as ever.

Nancy was beginning to show signs of the wear and tear of that large rod inside of her, though. She moaned, sighed, and began gasping as the act continued. She was an old hand at intercourse, but she had obviously never been subjected to such a concentrated attack on her love spot. “Oh, God, p aren’t you finished yet?” she croaked at the seven minute mark.

“Not quite yet,” Larry replied, pumping away with that same slow, steady stroke.

“I can’t take it anymore,” she mumbled. “I’ve come more times than I can count and my pussy’s on fire. Get it over with will you – please!”

“Anything to satisfy a lady,” said Larry, going into a drive that sent his hips flying faster than ever. The orgasm tore into, Nancy in a salvo that made her screech and cling to him desperately. The second, third, and fourth bursts also affected her visibly, and by the time that Larry had dismounted, she was on the verge of complete collapse.

Margie brought some cold towels into the bedroom and helped Nancy soothe her inflamed crotch. She finally got up slowly, looked around the room, and declared herself out of the proceedings. “I thought I could handle this stuff pretty good,” she muttered, “but this guy is inhuman. If you don’t mind, I’d like to get home and soak my cunt in a cool tub for a couple of hours. It’s been real nice knowing you all in this way, but I think we’ll keep our relationships strictly in the business end of things from now on. Bye.” And with that, Nancy dressed, and left the group forever.

Larry, meanwhile, had chance to regain his strength, and was ready for his next subject. This time he took Harriet and guided her to the bed with a great deal of ceremony. “That sunburn line of yours really turns me on,” said Larry, as their lips parted from the first kiss. “It sure gives me a good target of things to aim for.”

“Aim all you want, honey,” said Harriet, smiling. “For the next couple of hours, it’s all yours.”

Larry toyed with her breasts for several moments and then threw his lips around the lower portion of her tummy, where the sun tan ended and the white flesh began. He ran his tongue over that hairline for several moments, and when Harriet was squirming fitfully, he moved down into her muff and began his activity all around the area.

Harriet took her knees in her hands and stretched her legs wide to give him all the opening possible. His mouth formed over the cunny and his tongue raced in and out of the crevice until even passionate old Harriet had to scream for him to stop or she would go mad.

“Let me get on top,” she whispered to him. “I can take all the time you want if I’m regulating it myself.”

“Be my guest,” he answered, rolling over on his back with that magnificent rod waving in the air.

“It’s all yours.”

Harriet swung herself on top of Larry and lowered her cunny on top of the pole.

It slipped in easily for she was already well lubricated, and quite ready for it. Then she slid down the shaft slowly and deliberately, letting her mind savor every inch of the delightful pleasure that it brought her. When the shaft had struck bottom, Harriet began the movement of sex on top of her companion.

She changed pace as often as four and five times each minute – mixing up the sequence so that she was able to get the greatest degree of delight from it.

Larry, meanwhile, was almost nonchalant. He lay on his back with his hands crossed under his head and let her do whatever she wished with him. Harriet took Larry’s nonchalance as a challenge, and went to work harder than ever. The milk-white cheeks, of her behind moved so rapidly it was almost a blur to the spectators, as she labored to bring about his orgasm. But Larry was true to his word, and his staying power was incredible. He hung right in there, letting her work her strongest tricks in order to get him off – and then he mortified her by remaining erect in spite,of everything she had done.

“Come… damn you, come,” she screeched, pumping away at his rod for all she was worth. But Larry kept his rod with its blazing hard-on inside of her without the slightest sign of giving in to her pleas. Then there was a sudden change in Harriet’s attitude. Instead of objecting to Larry’s erection, and taking it as a personal affront to her femininity, she began to worship him for it. By now she had been stimulated to such a degree that she began to appreciate the value of a stud such as this man was.

“Oh, honey,” she whispered to him in a voice that was just loud enough to be heard by the group. “I’ve never been had by a man like you – not ever. You’re incredible.”

“You’re pretty damn good yourself,” said Larry, beginning to warm up to the woman now that she was warmed up to him. “I can’t think of any other women who lasted as long as you did without quitting.”

“It’s because I love your good stiff cock, that’s why,” she said between clenched teeth. “You’ve had it in me so long I don’t ever want to let it go.”

“Well, you can hang on to it as long as you like,” he said, “because I’m not about to stop now.”

Everyone in the room looked around in amazement. Nearly ten minutes of frantic activity had taken place on the bed before them, and now the man was saying that he still had more time to give before his rod softened.

“Well, at least he wasn’t a fraud,” said Lou, moving over to Ski. “He’s been able to back up everything he told us.”

“In spades,” said Sid. “I think we ought to keep him in the group. How about you?”

“No doubt in my mind,” said Lou.

Back on the bed, Harriet had squeezed her legs tightly to gain as much friction as possible, and was thrusting her pelvis into Larry with a ferocity that none of the group had ever seen before. It was an incredible display on the parts of both participants.

“I wonder if there’s going to be anything left for me?” said Rosemary, watching the action.

“I wouldn’t worry about it, honey,” said Martha. “I know a real stud when I see one, and this cat fits the bill all the way down the line. There’s no way in the world he won’t have enough left for you when he’s done with Harriet. You can bet on it.”

It took another three minutes for Larry to reach his climax, and when it happened, it was positively devastating. You could see his own pelvis begin to rise and fall in unison with Harriet’s movements, and when they both exploded together, it was positively ferocious. Their lips ground together and their arms clutched at each other tightly as the flow of love juice passed between them. When it was over, they both lay there for several moments – completely spent. The group recognized their efforts with cheers and sincere applause. It had been a truly great experience for everyone in the room.

A good stiff jolt of booze and a quick massage by Edna had Larry ready for Rosemary. She wasn’t in any way, shape, or form the same girl who had her virginity removed by Lou several months back. Now she was a tigress in bed, a girl who enjoyed sex to the fullest and even contributed to the act by bringing in her own innovations. She began by falling on Larry’s rod and fellating it furiously. Larry had had his rod sucked before, but never with this much ferocity. Rosemary was like a woman possessed as she ran her lips over the tool and tenderly lipped the scrotum with professional ability.

“You want to give me something to nibble on while you’ve got my cock there, honey?” asked Larry.

Rosemary didn’t answer, but instead swung her lithe body around so that her muff was directly over Larry’s lips. Then she slowly settled it down on his face and kept up her fellation until the rod showed signs of wanting to explode. “We can’t have that,” she said to Larry, with mock admonition in her voice. “You’ve got to let me have some of it first.”

With that, she pulled herself away from the throbbing organ and turned herself around, sitting down on it with her back to Larry’s face. Rosemary was on her knees now and able to regulate all of the movements of the act from this point.

And regulate them, she did. The rod followed its natural curve deep into her vagina and she took advantage of this to drive it home again, again, and again while the juice collected on her cunny and spilled down her legs.

Larry was not as passive with Rosemary as he had been with Harriet. Instead of lying back like a spectator, he leaned up on his elbows and watched the movements of the girl with rapt attention. He was tired now, but still as game as a man could be. He wanted to give her all that she could hold before his final orgasm of the evening erupted.

“Oh, wow… mmmph…“ said Rosemary, as the large rod probed her cunny time and time again. “I’ve never had one in me this long – not ever. It’s good… it’s so good!” You could see from the expression on Larry’s face that he was also enjoying the sport immensely… and when the time came for him to pop, you could see that, too. His face grew tense and his teeth clenched tightly.

The veins in his neck even expanded to twice their normal size as the violent reaction began taking place down in his scrotum. And then he exploded.

Rosemary screamed and clutched at her breasts – cupping one in each hand and fingering the nipples furiously. Her face was also set n a mask of exotic pleasure and her body was like an electric toy that keeps jerking and twitching and bobbing about until the battery runs out. Rosemary’s battery didn’t run out for several minutes, and when it did, she dismounted and threw herself on Larry, kissing him as furiously as she had fellated his rod.

“I love you, lover man,” she screamed in his ear. “You’re the greatest I’ve ever had – or ever want to have in my life.”

“Wait just a minute here, kid,” said Harriet, moving in between them. “Old Harriet here has a few things to say about that. And remember, doll – he picked me first. Didn’t you, Larry?”

“Now just hold on a minute,” roared Sid, who was blazing mad. “This is the kind of shit that we’ve tried to avoid right from the start. We don’t want any fights over anyone around here. You either share everyone or get the hell out!

Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes,” said Harriet guiltily.

“And what about you, Rosemary?” he asked. “Are you going to forget this possessiveness?”

“Yes, sir,” she answered sheepishly.

“All right then,” he said, cooling off a bit. “Now it’s Mickey’s turn. Who do you pick, Mickey?”

“Well, let’s see now. I think I’ll try Margie, Martha, and Melinda – the three M’s.”

“All right, kid,” said Lou, “they’re all yours.”

Long, lean Margie was Mickey’s first, and he saluted her body by running his hands all over it from top to bottom – and then all the way around again. His fingers were like tiny insects, fluttering and flicking at the skin until the goosebumps broke out on her hide like so many door knobs. Then Mickey concentrated his efforts on her legs. He ran up and down them a dozen times – always flirting with her cunny, but never touching it. You could see how Margie wanted him to, because she kept shoving it up toward him, but he deftly avoided contact with it and continued to play around her legs and right up to the apex of her crotch. By the time he did place his fingers on her muff, the hair was already moist with her vaginal fluids and burning with desire. He placed his finger in her slit and she quickly moved her position to make it slip into the folds of her vulva. Then, when it was in place, she began working her body to give herself the satisfaction she needed.

While this was happening below, Mickey was working his lips over Margie’s small breasts. He also noted that what they lacked in size, they made up for in shape and firmness. They were so firm, in fact, that he couldn’t tear his lips away from them. He’d mouth one and then the other in rapid succession, keeping the nipples wet with his saliva and making her move all the faster to give herself a greater thrill with his finger.

Finally, both realized that it was time to forget the pre-intercourse play and get right down to business. Margie lay on her back and thrust a large pillow under her hips, elevating them – to a point where he would have the greatest leverage for entering her. Then she spread those magnificent shafts wide and invited him to enter. He did, and the moment that his rod was-secured, she took her legs – and wrapped them around his lower body – hooking the heels into his buttocks. That gave Margie the opportunity of pushing him forward into herself at the rate of speed she wished.

Mickey had never been driven in such a manner, and the sensation nearly drove him wild with excitement. He didn’t have the staying power of Larry, but he had lots of heart, and he kept up the drive just as long as he could under such inflammatory conditions. Finally, when he couldn’t take the sensual pounding any longer, he let out a gasp of anxiety, clutched Margie tightly to his arms, and poured one load after another into her thirsty womb. Margie, during his climax, was more animated than ever. Her legs worked around him like steel rod and pumped like pistons. When it was over they were both trembling with excitement.

“Very good performance, young fellow,” said Sid, offering him a stiff drink.

“That’s going to be hard to top.”

“Well,” Mickey replied, “the reason it worked out so well is because I had such a great partner. But then I’m sure the other girls will give me a lot of opportunity to do-good, too.”

“A born diplomat,” said Lou. “You should have gone into an embassy for a living.”

Mickey’s second choice was Martha and she seemed as anxious to be with him as he was with her. They met in the center of the bed and began kissing furiously.

“You going to fuck me good, baby?” she asked, removing her lips from his for just a moment.

“Urn-hum, real good.”

“How you going to do it to me?”

“I don’t know. But I’ll bet you dig it doggie style.”

“How’d you know that?”

“I could tell from the shape of that ass of yours. It takes a good, long cock to get under it and in you, so I’ll bet you don’t get it too often back there.”

“That’s right, I don’t. But you’re gonna do it for me, aren’t you?”

“Bet your ass I am. Now tell me, do you think you can hold my body weight if you’re on your hands and knees?”

“You mean, you want to hang on to me while you’re doing it?”

“That’s the general idea.”

“Well, baby, I can sure as hell try.”

Martha got on her hands and knees in the middle of the floor, because the mattress wouldn’t have given her the support she needed for the operation they were about to perform. Then Mickey slipped around behind her and began rubbing his hands all over her body. Martha – squirmed as the hands played around her back, her rib cage, and down the backs of her thighs. When he began slipping his fingers into her crotch and up – the slot in her buttocks, everyone gasped because the sensation seemed to affect Martha so strongly. Her eyes were shut tight and her teeth were clenched as the playful fingers did their work.

Strange noises escaped from her throat as the lower portion of her body received its assault of love5 and the more frantic his fingers worked, the more frantic was her response.

When Mickey took his fingers away from Martha’s crotch and found them to be wet with the juices of her love, he knew that she was ready for entry. “All right, honey, here we go. I’m going to climb onto your back and put it to you. You ready for me?”

“Baby, I was ready for you half an hour ago.”

Mickey got up behind Martha’s buttocks and in classic doggie style, placed his rod up against the lips of her vulva and began shoving. The head slipped in, and the moment it did, he gave one tremendous thrust and anchored it firmly inside of her. Then he inched his way on to her back, wrapped his legs around her middle, and rested his head on the back of her neck. Martha was supporting his body now and the strain of having all that weight on her back and all of that meat inside of her cunny began to tell on her immediately. Her eyes were twice as wide as normal and her nostrils flared. Her mouth was partially open and from it came the sound of heavy breathing.

“How you doing, sweet?” asked Mickey.

“It’s a load, but I can handle it,” she replied.

“Well, we haven’t even begun yet,” he said. “The real fun is just coming up, because I’m going to start fucking you like right now!”

Suiting his action to words, Mickey began moving his hips in the motion of intercourse. He didn’t have the freedom to make particularly large strokes, but the position he had taken was so stimulating to her clitoris that even the slightest movement brought them both a maximum of delight. In and out, in and out, the large rod moved, and with each stroke Martha gasped louder and struggled harder to carry the load. Her forehead was pouring perspiration, and her body was glistening with it as well. Mickey was covered with his own perspiration, too. The passion he was experiencing from beneath him was of such a red-hot nature that it overwhelmed him completely.

Finally, the sweat of the two participants blended and wiped – out any trace of friction between their bodies. They slipped and slid across each other’s skin so swiftly it seemed that only the rod anchored in Martha kept them from coming apart.

And then Mickey’s climax arrived. He went into a drive that was so powerful it nearly knocked him off his perch. He came, then fired another salvo, and – then two more in rapid spurts. Martha took all of them without missing a stroke of her own hips, released one final burst of her own juice, and then collapsed on the floor with Mickey still riding on top of her. Mickey rolled off of Martha’s soaked body and lay on his back for – several minutes – totally exhausted. Edna took some towels from the bathroom, soaked them in cool water, and sponged off the couple, reviving them almost immediately. It had been one of the most dynamic performances ever seen in the apartment.

Melinda was sure that Mickey would never be able to service her after undergoing such an ordeal, but he assured her that after another good belt of booze he could handle it. They waited half an hour for him to regain his strength, and when he did, he took Melinda to the large easy chair in the living room, and sat down on it.

“What do you want me to do now?” she asked.

“I’m going to sit right here in the chair,” he said. “You climb onto my lap, let the arms of the chair spread your legs, and then settle right down on my cock. I’ll put my hands under your fanny and raise and lower you. How does that sound to you, baby?”

“Wow, it sounds like I’m going to get split open at the seams. I’ve never tried anything like that before.”

“But – first,” said Mickey, “you’re going to have to give me a little head to get the old boy up where he belongs. He’s had a pretty rough night of it as you know.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything,” she said, kneeling before him and placing her lips over the head of his rod. Her mouth swallowed the pole in an instant and immediately the quiet room was filled with the unmistakable sucking noises of fellatio. Melinda sucked on the rod for several minutes, and when she drew her mouth away, the room gave a murmur of approval because the rod was once again full-sized and ready for action.

Melinda sprang up on to the chair, spread her legs over the chair’s arms, and guided her cunny up to the head of Mickey’s rod. The tool slipped into place and she gently lowered herself on to it. Everyone rushed to the back of the chair to catch Melinda’s expression as the tool entered her, because the angle of her leg span gave that large tool perfect entry and the opportunity to sink itself all the way to the hilt. The trip to the back of the chair was most rewarding to the group, because they had the opportunity of seeing Melinda’s eyes open wider and yet wider as the rod probed her vagina. It seemed as if it would never end, and with every inch her face contorted to a more grotesque mask of pleasurable pain. Then, when the rod was in as far as it would go, Melinda threw herself forward and planted her lips onto Mickey’s.

“Oh, you beautiful man,” she said, pulling her lips away for a moment. “You wonderful, beautiful man. I’ve never had anything like this before in my life, and even though it’s splitting me open and tearing me out, I’ve never enjoyed anything more. Now come on and do whatever you want to me. Fuck me to death.”

Mickey’s hands reached down and took Melinda under the buttocks. He toyed with the feel of her weight for a moment and then slowly bounced her upward on his rod. She let out a small gasp of pleasure as the rod began its exit from her body, and then a gasp of shock as he released her and let the weight of her body send her down on the pole once again. Then he began the slow, steady process of lifting and lowering her on the pole while she entwined her arms around his neck, placed her lips upon his, and poured her love juices into his lap.

Mickey was able to retain this position for the better part of five minutes, and the longer it lasted, the wilder Melinda became. She was nearly beside herself with passion now, and for a girl who could take so much, she was actually reaching the saturation point. “Please come in me,” she pleaded to Mickey. “Please finish and take it out of me. I can’t stand it anymore.”

The words seemed to set Mickey ablaze and his hands moved more swiftly than ever, pushing her up and down on the pole until they were both rocking m the rhythm of sex and moaning their pleasure aloud. Mickey’s first burst of sperm made Melinda scream aloud, as did the second and the third. She threw her face at his, biting him about the neck so furiously that he showed the marks of it for two weeks.

And then it was done. When the rod slipped out, Melinda lay back and fell off of the chair slowly. She lay on the floor for a moment, then rolled over and slept. Mickey got up from the chair, staggered to the bathroom, and stepped into the shower. By the time he returned, Melinda was rising. Her cunny was so tender that she couldn’t touch it without screaming – but she was never more content in her life.

“Well, gang, it was one hell of a night, wasn’t it?” asked Lou.

“Well, sort of,” replied Edna. “But do you realize that I’m the only chick in the room that didn’t get balled? And I get to go home with nothing but an itchy pussy. Shit!”

“We can’t let you go home like that, Edna,” said Lou. “What do you say, Sid, how about a sex sandwich for the little lady?”

“It’s okay with me,” Sid replied. “After watching these two studs work, I’ve got a little steam I want to get rid of myself.”

“Good deal,” said Lou. “I’ll go and get the butter.”

He returned, anointed the shaft of his rod with it and then put a large gob into Edna’s anal cavity. She squealed as the slippery substance lubricated her, and squealed even more when the two men approached her and took their places.

Sid’s rod entered her vulva at the same moment that Lou’s moved into her bottom. Then the men placed their arms around her, clutched tightly, and shoved. Edna screamed as the two pronged attack began and in an instant, her screams turned to gurgles of joy because of the wonderful sensation it was bringing to her.

In and out, in and out, went the two organs with perfect timing. Edna rose on her toes with each thrust and came down to the flat of her feet with each withdrawal. Sid was kissing her lips furiously as the activity continued and when the final orgasm of the night came to her, she was so stricken with emotion that she nearly jumped away from her lovers. But this was not possible because they had her too well secured to escape. Lou fired his wad into her rear and Ski put his into her cunny with such force – that she nearly passed out from the shock of the experience. Her body twitched convulsively, her knees buckled, and she let her body grow limp a moment after the triple climax had concluded.

“Well,” Lou asked. “Did you get enough to satisfy yourself for the night?”

“Are you kidding?” she smiled, when her composure was regained. “That game satisfied me enough to last for a month.”

Larry and Mickey were assured permanent places in the group, and everyone went home exhausted, but happy. It had been one hell of a night.