"I'm not sure I like this," Andy said.
He sat on the edge of the bed and tied his shoes. Beth stood naked in front of the closet. She was fresh from a bath and her thick, brown pubic hair stood out fluffily. She pulled a dark green, silky dress from the closet.
"It's just a cocktail party for Doc's big clients. You are invited, too you know."
"I have to work tonight. You know that."
Beth let the green dress slide down over her head. It fit like her skin, accenting her slim waist and full hips. Her full tits filled the bodice, her nipples easily discernable.
"You're not going like that?" Andy said.
"I was. You said you liked me to look enticing."
"Christ, you look more like an invitation for a fuck. You might just as well go naked. You better put some underwear on, and some pantyhose." He looked at his watch. "Shit, I gotta get."
She came over and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll be home before midnight, honey. Doc said it would only last two or three hours."
"Okay. Have fun, and put on some underwear."
"If you want me to."
"Can I drop you off?"
"No, Doc and Molly are picking me up. You remember Molly, Doc's wife?"
"Of course, I remember her. Think I'm a dunce?" He gave her a disgusted look, and left.
Beth sat on the bed and put on her heels. She went to the mirror and fluffed her hair, picked up a comb, decided she liked the just-got-out-of-bed look, and threw the comb down. She put on dangling ear rings, a necklace, dabbed a little perfume behind her ears, then lifted her skirt and slid her perfumed finger in the valleys on each side of her pussy lips.
She had a scotch on the rocks half consumed when she heard the car in the driveway. She looked out the window, saw the big Caddy, and tossed down the rest of the scotch. She draped a light sweater over her shoulders and left the house, the scotch already warming her belly.
When she opened the door, she saw a strange man behind the wheel, and it wasn't Doc's Cadillac.
"Oh," she cried.
"Get in, Beth. Doc was busy so he sent us to get you," Molly Burns said from the back seat.
Beth turned her head. Molly was in the back with another man. Her blouse unbuttoned all the way and her hair was mussed. She wore no lipstick. They were sitting close, the man's arm around her shoulder, his finger tips in her open blouse.
"Well, get in," Molly said again.
Beth slid in and pulled the door closed.
"This is Ned, and your driver is Jeff," Molly said.
"Hi," Beth said, feeling a little awkward.
She turned to say something to Molly while Jeff backed the car, but Molly was busy. They were kissing, and Ned had one of her big tits cupped in his hand. Molly was moaning softly, her palm down on Ned's lap.
Beth turned back to the front quickly.
"Slide over, honey. I won't bite," Jeff said.
She looked at Jeff for the first time. He was about forty, and not bad looking, with a full head of graying hair. He looked rich, too. It was one of those things that show on a man. He had a big diamond on his left pinkie. She heard Molly moan again, a moan that meant nothing but pleasure, and slid close to Jeff. His arm came around her shoulder.
"Oh shit, Ned, you're really hard," Molly whispered.
Beth smiled and wondered how hard he was. He looked to be at least sixty.
"Yeh, honey, suck it, make my nipple hard," Molly said.
"Sounds like they're having fun," Jeff said, his fingers going down inside her dress.
Beth slid as close as she could so he could reach her nipple. She bent towards him and kissed his neck, then gently bit his earlobe.
"You like 'em?" she hissed.
"Goddamn, they're magnificent," Jeff said.
"Make my nipples hard, too."
She felt her nipple stiffen under his finger. "Yeh, oh yeh," she sighed. The excitement glowed in her belly, twitched in her pussy.
God, I've gotten so loose, she thought, I'm a regular whore. She kissed his neck, rolled her tongue into his ear while he played with her nipples. "I like that, makes me tingle all over," she whispered into his ear.
She heard Molly moaning softly in the back seat, heard Ned grunt, and turned her head to took back. "Jesus," she muttered.
Molly was facing Ned, straddling his lap, her hips slowly rising and falling. Beth could hear the telltale wet sounds now, too. Molly was fucking him.
"Jeff, they're doing it," Beth gasped.
"Doing what?" Jeff said.
"She's fucking him, sitting on his lap and fucking him."
Jeff wheeled the Caddy into an underground parking lot and cut the engine. He turned and said, "Let them finish." He kissed her hard on the mouth. Beth responded with her tongue, her belly a tight knot of excitement.
She felt both his hands on her tits, heard the sighing and moaning from the back, and put her hand on his crotch. His cock was thick and hard inside his pants.
"Take it out and play with it," Jeff said.
"Right here? It's too light." But she already had her hand inside his trousers.
"Oh shit, Ned, I'm going to cum," Molly cried.
Beth had Jeff's cock out.
"Suck it, Beth. I want you to suck me off," Jeff said.
"Let's go up to the party, have a couple of drinks first."
"I don't have time. I have to catch a plane in less than an hour. Actually, that's why I picked you up instead of Doc. He said I could have some fun before I left."
"You mean he said I was easy. You're both taking an awful lot for granted."
Jeff chuckled. "No, he didn't say you were easy. He said you'd fuck at the drop of a hair pin. He also said you like to suck cock."
"The dirty bastard," Beth hissed. Still she held tightly to Jeff's pecker. "I couldn't suck your cock if I wanted to, which I don't, because the fucking steering wheel is in the way."
"That's no problem," Jeff said, and with a click, pushed the wheel up out of the way. "Suck me, Beth, I really need it."
Beth glanced into the back seat, saw Molly was still riding Ned's prong, then looked at the cock in her fist. She slid away from him and lowered her head.
"I'll kiss it, that's all," she said.
She wet her lips and looked at his cock, the rosy head half exposed, the tip wet with goo. She bent and kissed the end, tasting the strong salty stuff. Her blood raced with excitement. With her fingers, she slowly peeled the foreskin down until it reached the crown, then watched it go over the ridge and off the head by itself. She pulled it back up and then down again, wringing more water from the little split. She kissed away the big tear, then, unable to control herself, took the fat head into her mouth and started sucking.
She knew she was acting like a slut, but she truly wanted to suck his cock, taste of the rank thing, feel it fatten and pulse against her lips, and yes, most of all, have it cum, squirt hotly into her mouth, on her lips, over her face. God, it was so thrilling to excite a man this way, make him gasp for air and then unload his nuts.
She held his shaft in her fingers, slowly masturbating its length while she sucked. She preferred just the head in her mouth. Deep throat was for other girls. She wanted the hot seed in her mouth, to feel it spill over her tongue, to savor it, taste it, and then swallow it.
Jeff had his hands on her head now. He was lifting up, his cock stiff as a board. "Yeh, baby, yeh," he grunted, "Doc was sure right. You can really suck cock. You sweet whore, suck it good, make me cum. Shit, I'm getting close!"
Beth could feel the tension in his prick, felt the stuff fill it, then spurt into her mouth. She sucked and masturbated until she had four full spurts, then lifted from his prick, rolled it slickly with her tongue, and swallowed. She went back down, taking his entire length, the head all the way in her throat just to show she could do it. She squeezed his nuts and the last of his jizz leaked down her throat. Her throat burned, and she loved it.
She raised up and found herself staring into Molly's eyes.
"You watched?" she said.
"Yeh. You really give good head, Beth. Doc had given up on you, but I always knew you'd come around." She reached out and took Beth's head in her hands. A little dab of white cum hung at the corner of Beth's mouth. Molly leaned forward and her tongue snaked out and took it in, then she kissed Beth on the lips.
Beth pulled back. "I… I… does Ned have to go to the airport, too?" she stammered.
"No, we just came along for the ride. And did I ever get a ride. God, Beth, he may be old, but he sure has a big pecker."
She grabbed Beth's head again and kissed her, using her tongue this time. Beth pulled back.
"Haven't you ever been kissed by a woman before?" Molly asked.
"Not like that," Beth answered.
"It's fun sometimes."
"I… I'm not…"
"Oh, hell, neither am I, but a girl's mouth feels good now and then. Your lips are so much softer than a man's. Didn't it feel good?"
"Gee, Molly, I, well…"
Molly laughed. "Come on, let's go up to the party. I need a drink."
"I need several," Beth said.
"That was good, Beth. I'll see you again," Jeff said as she got out of the car.
"Okay," Beth said.
"Next time we'll fuck."
"Okay," she said again. She looked at him and knew if there was a next time, they would indeed fuck. She wanted him to fuck her. She was hot and knew someone would fuck her, and soon.
Molly got out and straightened her skirt. She had already buttoned her blouse. It was a see-through, and her nipples looked huge, red, and protruding. She saw Beth staring.
"I'd like to kiss your pussy lips, too," Molly said.
"Let's go up to the party," Beth said, blushing.
When they entered the apartment, there was a couple dozen men, a few wives, and eight young women, all attractive and sexy. Doc was sitting on a couch beside a very striking woman. He was talking urgently.
"She's the wife of a friend of Doc's," Molly whispered. "The friend is out of town and he's trying desperately to get in her pants. He's never scored with her because she says she is going to remain faithful to her husband." Molly slid her hand over Beth's ass and squeezed the back of her thigh. "Let's get a drink."
Beth took a drink from a large tray, not caring what it was, and downed it rapidly. She reached for another. God, she was really flustered.
Kiss my pussy lips – no way, Beth thought.
Still, it filled her stomach with fluttering butterflies, and she wondered what it would be like to have another woman's head between her legs.
"That's it, honey, get a little tight, but not too drunk. You know what Doc expects of you," Molly said. Beth knew what Doc expected. He expected her to mingle, to be sexy, to flirt, to make herself available, and most important, to fuck.
Beth mingled. She flirted, let the men look down the front of her dress, pressed against them while they talked. She made herself available. She was getting drunk, too, but still noticed the party slowly degenerate from a nice cocktail party to a boy wants girl affair. She couldn't tell the wives from the party girls anymore. Everyone was kissing and feeling.
She was sitting on a man's lap when she noticed Doc kissing the faithful young wife. He had his hand on her leg under her skirt, too. He's gonna score tonight, she thought.
She let the man kiss her. He was fifty and a very ardent kisser. She shivered when she felt his hand sliding up her thigh under her skirt and kissed back with her tongue. She could feel his cock pressing against her ass, and it was hard.
"You have a hard-on, honey," she whispered.
"You noticed."
"How could I help it."
"Do you know where I'd like to put it?"
"I can guess. You can put it anywhere you want, honey."
She had her arms around his neck and was nuzzling his cheek and ear with her lips. She opened her legs for his advancing hand and shivered with excitement when he finally touched her pussy.
"I'd like to fuck you right here," he said.
"Why don't you?"
"Well…"
"Chicken," she giggled.
Beth didn't feel any shame. She was too hot. She wanted a fuck and she would take it anywhere, right here on the floor in front of all these people if necessary.
She felt his finger sliding back and forth between the lips of her cunt, then stop and probe at her wet hole. She moaned and pressed herself against his finger tip.
"Aw, shit, honey, you're making me so hot," she cried.
Beth didn't realize another man was standing beside the chair until he had pulled her dress off one shoulder and had one of her tits completely exposed.
"Fuck off, Ted. I got firsts on this little dolly."
"Come on, Ken, let me kiss that big fat tit first," Ted said.
Beth leaned backwards and saw Ted. He looked funny upside down. Her tit was bunched up in a round ball, the nipple standing up red and hard.
"Yeh, kiss it," she hissed.
He bent down and kissed it, sucking it in between his lips. It was hard as a marble and sent little shock waves down through her belly. The finger, now up to the knuckle in her cunt, sent them back up.
"Oh, God, I need a fuck," Beth moaned.
"And I'm the guy that's going to do it," Ken said, and shoved Ted's head away from Beth's tit.
Beth straightened up, took his hand and pulled his finger from her pussy, and got to her feet. "That's okay with me," she cooed, and reached for his fly. She unzipped him and hauled out his cock. "Nice," she hissed. She pushed her dress down off her other shoulder, ripping it a little, and then down to her waist. With her tits bare, she lifted her skirt above her hips, and straddled his lap.
"Gonna do it like Molly did in the car," she said, and reached between her legs for his cock.
She found it and put the bulb to her hole. It went in easily and she grunted with satisfaction. She eased her weight down until she was completely impaled. She leaned forward, her arms going around his neck, and started rotating her ass on his lap. His belly was big, and felt soft and flabby against hers, but the thing jammed deep in her cunt wasn't. It felt hard and long, and oh, so good.
Her first orgasm was already nearing, so she fucked faster. She knew everyone must be looking, but she just didn't give a damn anymore. It felt too good to care, and she wanted to cum, and she knew she was going to cum, and damn soon.
Doc and his best friend's wife sat on the couch watching Beth fuck. He had his arm around her, gently cupping her breast. His other hand was under her skirt feeling the crotch of her panties. The crotch was wet.
"Doc, honey, you've got to stop that," she moaned, "I… I'm getting so hot."
Doc slipped his fingers under the crotchband, felt the fat lips, the soft hair that was getting wet. She squirmed under his touch.
"Oh, Doc… honey, look at her go," she said, her eyes glued to Beth bouncing on the man's lap.
"Yeh, she really likes it. She likes to fuck. It makes her feel good."
Doc was amazed at Beth's wanton display, never dreaming that she would turn out so good. She was already the best whore in his stable, and he had some goodies.
He heard the girl by his side moan, felt her slide down a little on the couch, felt the tip of his finger part her cunt lips. He kissed her hard on the mouth. She kissed back hungrily, her tongue gliding between his lips.
"Oh shit, we shouldn't be doing this," she murmured, "not here… anyway."
Doc pushed his finger deeper into her cunt.
"Honey… I, I… oh shit," she cried, and kissed him.
Across the room, Beth was hunching steadily against her lover's lap. She had her face buried in his neck.
"Aw fuck!" she screamed. "I'm coming, I'm coming. Fuck me hard!"
She twisted and jerked in the throes of her orgasm. It was a good one, but she had decided some time ago that they were all good, some were just better. She had completely relaxed before she felt his stiff prick still deep in her cunt. Ken was pushing up now.
"Fuck me some more, baby. I didn't cum yet," Ken grunted.
Beth lifted up, pulling her twat half off his cock.
"I've already fucked you, now you fuck me," she said.
Ken started lifting up, pushing his cock all the way back in, then dropping back down. He increased his speed as his orgasm neared. He was on a downstroke when the white stuff started squirting. Beth felt the stuff coming and milked his prick expertly with her cunt. Ken slumped back, completely exhausted.
"Goddamn, Doc, she made it right there in the chair. They both made it," Doc's best friend's wife said.
"We could be making it, too, Sue," Doc said.
He slipped his hand from under her dress and got to his feet. Sue gave an anguished little gasp when his finger left her cunt.
"Come on, before all the bedrooms are taken." He held out his hand.
"We shouldn't, Doc, we really shouldn't."
"I know we shouldn't, but let's, anyway."
He took her hand and pulled her to her feet. She followed him to the door; she balked. She had been drinking for two hours and felt light headed, drunk actually, but knew it was no excuse for letting him go as far as he already had. She had to stop this madness.
"Doc, we can't do this," she cried.
"Other wives do it, honey. Take a look behind you. Look, there's Donohue's church-going little spouse."
Sue looked. Donohue's little wife was sitting on the couch they had just vacated, her skirt was around her hips and a man knelt in front of her, his face buried in her ample muff. She was smiling and holding the man's head firmly in place.
"Donohue's out on the terrace with one of the whores, the pretty one in the red slacks. I'll bet she doesn't have those red slacks on anymore. And… shit, there's my own wife, there's Molly."
Molly was on her back on the floor, completely naked, and there was a man on top of her, his pants bunched around his knees. Sue could hear his cock sloshing in her cunt.
"Shit, I'm so drunk," she said, and wobbled, almost falling.
Doc caught her and pulled her close. She let him kiss her and feel her ass. "Doc, Doc," she moaned, hunching against the thick lump in his pants.
Beth was still sitting on Ken's lap, his cock soft as wet putty, but still in her cunt. She turned her head and saw Ted was still standing beside the chair. He had his cock out and it was hard. As if it was the most natural thing to do, she bent her head and let him push it into her mouth. With no help from her hands, she brought him off quickly. He grunted loudly and filled her mouth with thick, rich cream. Another cock quickly replaced Ted's. Beth sucked off three more men in rapid succession. Her throat burned.
She finally pulled off Ken's limp prick and got to her feet. Looking around, she saw the cocktail party was now a full scale orgy. Both large couches held fucking couples. She saw Molly lying naked on the floor, a man standing over her wringing out the last few drops of cum onto her belly.
The top half of Beth's dress was bunched around her waist. She thrust out her full tits with pride and walked over to Molly. It excited her when she stepped over the woman and stood with a foot on each side of her head. She knew Molly was getting a mighty good look.
Molly looked up at the inverted V of Beth's legs, gazed at the beautiful hair covered gash. She pursed her lips and blew a kiss.
"Do you really want to kiss it?" Beth said.
"Very much," Molly answered.
Beth felt the excitement flood her belly. She lifted her skirt so she could see, and sank slowly to her knees. "All right, kiss it," she whispered.
Molly lifted herself to her elbows, raising her face into the tight V. She kissed lightly at Beth's cunt, Beth shuddered and gasped out loud. And then Molly's mouth was over her cunt, sucking, her tongue rolling out to slide wetly between the soft, hairy lips. She seemed to do it so much better than a man, so gentle, so expert, her lips and tongue caressing all the right places.
"God, Molly," Beth gasped. "I feel so weak, so trembly. I think I'm going to fall."
Molly freed her mouth. "Lay down on your back. I'll eat your pussy like it's never been eaten before."
It was exactly what Beth wanted. She lifted her knee and went over onto the floor, her legs falling open. Molly got between her legs and again put her lips to Beth's cunt. She could taste the man on her cunt, but she could also taste the woman. Molly loved the taste of woman.
"Yes, Molly, eat it," Beth purred. "Suck my cunt. Make me feel good. I wanta cum again."
Beth lay back and abandoned herself to her thoughts and her feelings. She could feel Molly's tongue going deep in her cunt, pulling out, going back in. A shivery feeling danced up her spine it felt so good. Molly used the tips of her fingers, too, tickling lightly on the insides of her widespread thighs, moving up to rub the lips, swirl around on her hard little clit. It was a lovely feeling.
She wondered what a cunt would taste like, wondered if eating a cunt was as exciting as sucking cock. She suspected it was, not that she would ever do it.
"Oh, Molly, I'm getting close," she cried, lifting her knees.
Molly knew Beth was almost there and applied the pressure. She wished Beth hadn't been fucked first, it killed some of the ripe girl taste. She would have to eat her sometime when it was just the two of them go sixty-nine all afternoon some day. She knew Beth would do it to her if she was hot enough, and it didn't seem to take too much effort to get Beth hot.
Beth was hunching against her mouth now, gurgling deep in her throat. Yeh, she was coming and coming hard, jerking and twisting her hips. It was a pleasure to suck a girl that came so hard.
Beth sat up when Molly drew away. "That was good, Molly," she said.
"We'll have to do it sometime when we're alone. It'll be even better."
"Okay," Beth said softly.
Beth got to her feet. "I have to piss," she said.
"First door on your left down the hall," Molly said.
Beth opened the first door on her right and started to go in. It was a bedroom, and there was a couple on the bed fucking. Both were naked and the guy was really pounding it into her. She stepped back out, closed the door, and went across the hall to the correct door.
On her way back, she peeked into the bedroom again. They were still going hard and strong. How quaint, Beth thought, fucking in here all by themselves. She stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. She stood watching for quite a while before she realized it was Doc and his friend's wife, the one who didn't cheat on her husband.
Doc started jerking and grunting, and Beth knew he was emptying his nuts into the woman's belly. It made her tingle. She just couldn't seem to get enough anymore.
She watched while Doc finished and then rolled off. The lady lay still, her knees up and open wide. She stared at the open cunt, wanting a closer look.
Doc noticed her standing at the door and sat up. "Come on in, Beth, and take off the rest of your dress."
Beth still wore her dress with the top half hanging from her waist. She pushed the dress down her legs and went over to the bed. She saw the glazed, far-away look in Sue's eyes, noticed the thick, sweet smell of pot, and realized that Sue was really high.
"Climb up here on the bed, honey," Doc said. "Would you like some grass? It's really great stuff."
"Yeh," she said, and crawled onto the bed.
She put her hand between Doc's thighs while he lit up. His cock was wet and sticky. She held it tight while she took her first hit, held it in, then took another.
Beth went quickly. She felt grand and took another big pull on the weed. She liked it, and she liked holding Doc's cock, and she liked the naked, well fucked girl spread-eagled beside them. She put her other hand on the girl's thigh and stared at her open cunt. Doc's cream was leaking out a little at the bottom of the long slit. Beth wet her lips with her tongue.
"She looks good enough to eat, doesn't she?" Doc said. When Beth didn't answer, he looked at, her face, saw the raw lust in her glassy eyes. "Have you ever eaten another girl?"
Beth shook her head.
"Go ahead, plant a big smack on her snatch. She's as sweet as honey. I know, I ate her before I fucked her."
"I couldn't, Doc."
"The fuck you couldn't. You can do anything else. Come on, you'll like it. Molly loves it."
Beth couldn't seem to control her urges at all. She wanted desperately to kiss this young woman's cunt. She leaned forward, smelled the strong aroma of sex, of open pussy. "Oh, Doc, should I?" she whispered.
"Yeh, do it, Beth," he said.
She had her face between Sue's thighs now, and kissed the smooth, legs, first one and then the other. She kept kissing, moving slowly upwards. The wet cunt hair tickled her nose as her mouth neared the deep, red slit. The smell was strong, raw. The hair along the lips was matted wetly against Sue's crotch – Doc's thick cum was there in abundance. Beth's heart pounded with exhilaration, her stomach a tight knot of excitement. She was really going to do it, take a forbidden plunge and suck another woman's cunt.
And then her mouth was on it, covering it, her lips feeling it. She let her tongue roam, sliding the wet length of the gash, dipping deep into the slippery hole. Beth ate hungrily at the luscious cunt.
She felt Sue's hands on her head, lightly at first, then press urgently.
Next, she felt Doc's hands play along the deep cleft, then slip down between her legs. She shook her head affirmatively as two of Doc's thick fingers pushed into her cunt.
She sucked harder, swallowing Doc's cum as well as the oozing, slippery juices of Sue's excited pussy.
Sue was moaning and lifting with her hips. She held Beth's face tight against her pussy. "Good, good," she moaned, "Oh, Jesus, so fucking good!"
Beth knew when she started coming and sucked harder, biting at her protruding clit. Doc had all four fingers in Beth's cunt, all the way to his knuckles, and Beth was coming, too. The two women moaned and came off hard, Sue hunching against Beth's face, and Beth squeezing her legs tight against Doc's hand.
Beth's hand had found Doc's cock, and pulled rapidly at the thick gristle. Doc came with a loud grunt, his jizz popped out and ran down over her hand. She kept pumping until the milky sap quit flowing. She lifted her face from Sue's cunt and brought her hand up to her mouth.
Sue lay with her arm over her face. "Goddamn, I'm exhausted," she sighed, "but I want more. Go get another guy, Doc. Someone I don't know. I just feel so damn horny."
"Get me one, too, Doc," Beth said.
Doc got to his feet and pulled on his pants. "I hope I can find two guys with a fuck left in them," Doc said.
Beth and Sue lay silently, until Doc returned with two men. One of the men was young, the other about fifty.
"Sue, this is Jack," Doc said, introducing the young one. "He's already screwed my wife, but he said he could get it up again with a lush chick like you. And Beth, this is Greg. He just got here about fifteen minutes ago and is fresh. I figured you need a fresh guy."
Beth opened her eyes and looked at Greg. He wasn't bad looking for an old guy. "Hi, Greg. Get your clothes off. I want you," she said.
"Jesus Christ," Greg said.
Greg stripped quickly. Jack was naked when he came in and already on top of Sue.
Beth felt Greg's weight come down on her, felt his cock between her legs and it was incredibly hard. She put her arms around his neck. "Put it in me, Greg. Fuck me."
She heard Susan moaning softly beside her, felt the steady bouncing, and knew they were already fucking.
She felt Greg's cock going in and sighed. Her cunt was wet and slick and offered no resistance, yet it felt grand. She liked sucking a cock, even eating another girl's pussy, but fucking was where it was at, the feel of a stiff prick, any stiff prick, all the way up her cunt was what it was all about. She lifted her rump, urging his cock deeper. When he was in all the way, she settled back, her legs wide open, and let him fuck her. It felt marvelous.
She was vaguely aware that Jack had cum inside Sue and another guy was on top of her. She sighed and hoisted her legs up around Greg's back. She'd gotten the best one. Sue was already on her second and Greg was fucking strong, showing no signs of coming. She was on the rim of a terrific orgasm, her second since Greg had climbed on, and locked her ankles tight.
"Oh, Greg, you darling, I'm coming so hard," she gasped.
It was too much for Greg, and he came with her, spouting a huge glob of sap into her already soppy cunt. He pumped hard for another minute, draining his nuts completely, and then lay heavily, breathing hard.
They got up and sat together in a large chair watching Sue get fucked. Sue lay limp and weak as the fifth guy emptied himself into her cunt. By this time, Greg was up again and Beth was straddling him, humping furiously. Beth let Greg take her home, and sipped from a pink bottle of whiskey and smoked grass all the way. She was sky high when the car stopped in front of her house. She let him kiss her several times, then clutched his cock through his pants.
"I wish my husband wasn't in there waiting for me. I'd like to spend all night with you." She squeezed Greg's prick. "Could you get it up again if I sucked it?"
Greg grinned. "Why don't you try."
She unzipped him and took out his prick. It was soft and wrinkly, the foreskin completely covering the head. He pushed the steering wheel up out of the way and leaned back. She leaned over his lap, and moistening her lips with her tongue, slowly peeled back the foreskin with her teeth, then wrapped her wet lips around the head, sucking, savoring. It tasted of cunt, and of cum, and of man, delicious man.
Beth held only the glans in her mouth, sucking, and felt the knob swell fat and hard. She slipped her hand into his fly, gently holding his balls, then pushing a finger into the crack of his ass. He lifted up and groaned as her finger pushed up into his asshole.
"Oh, fuck, Beth, you're wonderful," he moaned. "Suck it, honey, make me cum." He stroked her silky hair, ran his fingers down her neck. "God, Goddamn, that feels good!"
She had her finger all the way in his asshole, moving it slowly, tickling him to orgasm. She felt the tension in his prick and nodded her head for him to let it go. He had an amazingly thick gob for his third time, the stuff swarming over her tongue. She swallowed, a hot glow following his sap all the way to her stomach. When she raised her head, he was gasping. She kept her finger in his ass, pressing hard. More goo oozed from his still erect prick. She wiped it clean with her tongue.
"Goddamn, Beth, that was the best head I ever had," he gasped, "I don't think I ever came as hard, anytime."
Beth kept her finger deep in his ass, her other hand wrapped around his prick. "I wish we had done this the first time so you'd have had more good stuff for me. 'Course I really needed a fuck then, too."
"Jesus, honey, can I see you again?"
"Anytime you want," Beth answered, "Jus' call me at ole Doc's whorehouse and I'll come a runnin'."
When she was sure she couldn't pull any more jizz out of his cock, she removed her finger from his asshole. They sat kissing for several more minutes before she finally got out of the car and went into the house.
Andy stood in the hall in his bathrobe. He was livid with anger.
"Where the hell have you been?" he shouted.
"Cocktail party. You know that, Andy."
"Do you know what time it is?"
Beth looked at the watch on her arm, squinting. "Can't see m' damn watch," she mumbled.
"You said you'd be home before twelve. It's after two."
"Party ran overtime," Beth giggled.
"You're drunk," he screamed.
"Yeh," Beth said, giggling again.
"And who the hell brought you home? It wasn't Doc, he drives a Cad."
Beth thought for a second or two. "Hmmm," she said. "It was Molly. Yeh, it was Molly. She got a new car, a Meshadeez." She slurred badly and congratulated herself on coming up with such a good lie so quick.
"It looked like a man from the window."
"If Molly looks like a man to you, you need glasses, buster."
"What were you doing so long? And don't call me 'buster'."
"We was talkin', buster."
Andy glowered, then grabbed at her, missed and caught her skirt. It was a short skirt and revealed her nudity. "You didn't wear any pants," he screamed. "Or you left them at the party."
"Didn' wear any. Made me feel sexy." She giggled, held her hand over her mouth.
"You filthy little slut," he screamed, and shoved her.
She went over backwards to the floor, her skirt flying up over her hips. She lay naked from the hips down and looked up at him. His robe had pulled open and he was naked under the robe. His cock was hard.
"Andy, honey… want you. Take me. Fuck me," she cried, stretching out her hand to him.
With a sob, Andy came down on top of her. Her knees came up and his cock went in. "Oh, Jesus, baby… I love you," he sobbed.
"Fuck me hard," Beth cried, her long legs twining around his back. She locked her ankles and held him tight against her open cunt. "Yeh, yeh, fuck me, Andy, make me cum good!"
He fucked her hard, his own orgasm close from the beginning. He didn't even notice how wet and loose she was.
"Don't stop… keep going," she wailed when she felt his stuff spouting. "I'm so close, so close!" She held him in with her legs and humped up against him.
"No more cocktail patties for you," he groaned.
"No more cocktail parties," Beth cried, lifting her ass off the floor. "Stay hard, Andy, stay hard for one more minute!"
And then she was coming. She hadn't thought she could make it again for a week after the orgasms she'd had at the party, but she was making it big. It felt so good.
"You're completely naked under your dress," he said.
"Yeh it was so exciting."
"Exactly what the hell did you do at the party?"
"Got drunk, and talked, and thought about coming home and getting fucked."
Beth wouldn't admit to anything that was incriminating, so Andy didn't know for sure, even if most of his guesses were correct.
His cock was still inside her, and it started to erect. Beth cooed when she felt it, and started moving her hips.