The little school had never looked so gay, bright banners flying from the framed booths, the two by fours simulating the peaked roofs of 16th Century England. There were wandering minstrels playing flutes and guitars and hawkers verbally extolling their wares. Even the costumes of the children, hastily improvised from whatever their mothers had on hand, were bright and appealing. Valerie looked around the school yard and felt a surge of excitement and pride. They'd done a wonderful job. How could anyone want to close such a school? Only a maniac like Taylor Crane.
Valerie went over to sample the honey based "Mead," a non alcoholic version the children had researched and made. The cup of golden liquid was sweet and delicious.
"It's wonderful!" she approved, lifting her cup in a toast to the three sixth graders behind the table who were looking anxiously up at her. "You've done a great job. This ought to sell like hot cakes… pardon me, I mean, like hot cross buns," she laughed gaily.
Parents were beginning to trickle up the path, she noticed, but it was the school board that she was anxiously awaiting. The children had devised special invitations on pseudo parchment scrolls to all the board members. If they could be convinced of the effectiveness of Rio Sur then they could overrule Taylor Crane. The board had to come! But it was early yet, she told herself.
The "stable boy," Carey Horn, was dutifully leading Blue Boy, her horse, around the far meadow. Valerie walked over, holding up her long skirts. Their unfamiliar length was uncomfortable but the children would have been too disappointed if she hadn't dressed in costume too. An old peasant blouse with voluminous sleeves and a boned velvet waistcoat found in a thrift shop did very nicely with some old skirts and petticoats.
"Think I'm ever going to get any customers, Miss Fenton?"
"Oh, of course, you will, Carey. Look the parents are arriving already. You know the little children will want to ride." She patted the boy's thin shoulder reassuringly and gave Blue Boy a pat on the rump. She. had to keep the children's spirits up even though she was beginning to feel nervous. No. The board couldn't be so cruel as to ignore the children's invitations.
Afternoon wore into evening and the flame colored sun finally edged into the silvery Pacific. It was dark. The students and their parents had eaten hot cross buns, meat pies, roasted chickens, the plum puddings. The little children had all ridden Blue Boy and the minstrels had been through their repertoire at least a hundred times. Seedlings had sold well and kittens, home made leather bookmarks, candied apples and gathered aprons. All the parents had come with the exception of Jennifer Crist's parents. Some hippies had stopped and enjoyed the leftovers. A few aunts and uncles had even come but not one single school board member had bothered.
There was nothing to do but admit failure. An enormous depression and the utter fatigue of defeat had settled on Valerie like a heavy shroud but she tried valiantly not to let the children see it. It was for them her disappointment was bitterest. They had worked so hard and so long and deserved so much better than the indifference of their elders in authority. Oh God! People could be so cruel.
Sadly she watched the banners come down, the tables folded up, the parents gathering their children to go home. Mike was working again like a demon, directing the kids, dismantling their fair. Valerie turned to gather up the remaining beribboned packets of wild flower seed. Tears were very close to spilling down her cheeks but she forced herself to the task at hand. The children mustn't see her cry! The "system" had won but they would find that out soon enough. At least they'd had a wonderful time and felt some pride in their not inconsiderable accomplishment. They would butt headlong into the "system" soon enough on their own. In a way, perhaps her very stubbornness had speeded their disillusionment.
"Don't take it so hard. Kids had a good time." Words that were meant to comfort only made Valerie angrier for they were accompanied by Bruce's familiar beard rubbing against her face and his hand patting her backside through her petticoats and skirts. He smelled as though he had been drinking.
"It's not fair!" she wailed furiously, jerking free of his wandering hand.
"Establishment never is, baby. I've been trying to tell you… that's why I dropped out."
"But all people can't be so cruel. The kids worked so hard… and not one board member showed up!"
"You didn't really expect them to? Hell, I knew they wouldn't You're a maverick, baby. Like I been telling you. You don't belong with those town pricks but you keep trying to."
"Bruce! Stop it!" Valerie protested in a hissing whisper for his arm had snaked around her velvet corseted waist and his beard was tickling her bared shoulder above the low cut blouse.
"Aw, hell, it's dark. Kids are mostly gone anyway. Come on to the house and meet some "real" people. Got a little party going. You need a little cheering up."
"Oh no, I couldn't. There's too much to do. I don't feel like a party anyway… and… well… I wouldn't be very good company."
"You afraid of getting fucked again?" he laughed lewdly.
"Bruce, for God's sake," she shushed. "Stop that kind of talk."
"I told you… it's a party. Mike's coming and some of the other folks too."
"Please, Bruce… I couldn't."
"You're just determined to turn yourself into one of them, aren't you? The damned board spits in your face and you still want to be like them… still want to be Miss Prissy Do-gooder. I thought maybe I showed you the other day… but I guess you're always going to be a hypocrite. Hell, I just wanted you to meet some 'real' people for a change."
His words stung on the fresh wound of her humiliation and disappointment. "All right," she said wearily, "I'll come for a little while."
The ride down the canyon in Bruce's truck was a bumpy and precarious one for most of it he maneuvered with one hand on the steering wheel. His right arm and hand kept straying casually down over Valerie's shoulder to brush his fingertips lightly over the swells of fleshy full breast tops above the neck of her blouse.
"Bruce, stop it."
"Just a little feel, Baby. Won't have a chance to be alone with you once we get there. Too damn many people."
"I thought these 'real' people were the reason for my coming."
"Well, they are… but, hell, I like to be with you alone too."
Having disengaged his hand from her tingling upper breasts several times. Valerie jumped when she felt his hand reach down under the dash board and slide insidiously up her ankle and calf. A hot shiver of delight ran up her leg wherever his warm fingers touched.
It was Bruce who had unleashed the sleeping witch inside her flesh, the wanton, willful, sensuous bitch, but after her unbelievable experience with Taylor Crane she had used every argument possible to convince herself that Bruce had been carried away that time. After all they had been dating for some time and finally he could no longer stand it. It was a natural reaction with a hot blooded man, a widower, a man who cared for her. Resolutely she had put Crane out of her mind. That had been the mistake of an inexperienced young teacher who was terrified of her boss. Mike had not been so easy to dismiss. Her transgression with him could only be explained by her prolonged, and perhaps Bruce had been right, unnaturally prolonged virginity. Mike had been a mistake, the kind of mistake any girl could make at least once. She had promised herself in the weak light of dawn, after a sleepless night, that she would be nice to Bruce and try to understand his point of view… that she might even let him make love to her again. Perhaps her blindness had made her misjudge him. A man who really cared for a woman naturally wanted her physically as well as mentally. He hadn't always been a drop out and a hippie. After all, his background was very much like her own… and probably all he needed to take his rightful place in society again was a woman to care for him. Probably in his grief at his widower state he had not really cared about anything anymore. Besides, it wasn't an unrealistic hope that a man eventually married the girl he deflowered.
"You cold, baby? You're trembling."
"No, I'm all right."
"Well, here we are." He cut the engine and gathered her close. "How about a joint?"
"A joint?"
"Never mind." He reached across her to the glove compartment. Christ, this broad was so dumb except for book learning. Unscrewing the cap on a pint of whiskey, he held it to her lips. At least she ought to know what whiskey was.
"Come on… have a jolt, You're nervous as a cat and shaking like a leaf."
Obediently Valerie took a sip and felt the liquid fire ignite and spread through her stomach. Once it was down it felt good. Between sips she let Bruce kiss and fondle her. The ache and disappointment and hurt were beginning to seem unimportant. She felt soothed and comforted by his whispered kisses against her mouth and throat and his warm hands smoothing over her.
"Bruce… I see light in the house. People are already there. Shouldn't you be there?" she asked drowsily.
"Pretty soon," he agreed huskily, his mouth sliding down her satin skinned throat while his hand snaked inside her blouse to cup her swollen breast up to his searching mouth.
Valerie drew her breath in sharply as his wetly heated mouth drew inward on her nipple, drawing the whiskey lust out of her like honey. "Ohhhh…" she sighed softly, letting the magic warmth of his hands and mouth sweep through her like a flood on a dried up plain.
His shaggy head buried against her yearning flesh as his hand moved to her knee and burrowed under the yards of cloth from her medieval maiden costume. Unconsciously her back arched, thrusting her breast up to his greedy mouth while his hand caressed her thigh upward and one finger found the leg band of her bikini panties and darted inside deftly.
Swiftly his finger slid into the moistly hot furrow and began sliding teasingly up and down the desire slickened slit. Jesus! She was one hot bitch, all right. He wondered how far along the party was, but it wouldn't matter. Valerie Fenton would fit right in.
She squirmed and whimpered faintly as his finger found the tiny nerve fretted button of her clitoris and sent now familiar electrical jolts hurtling through her flesh. Oh God! She was a wanton whore. Nothing had ever felt so good. She didn't care now about anything but the lecherous hands and mouth kneading and biting and caressing her lusting flesh.
"You're all hot and ready, baby," Bruce murmured. "Let's go inside so I can fuck you."
"But there are people in there." Valerie could see the lights and there were cars parked all around.
"Won't matter. It's a good party. You'll see. Real people."
Valerie found herself dragged from the truck. She felt fuzzy and a little unsteady from the overly strong whiskey and there was an ache in her belly somewhere. Maybe later they could make love when everyone had gone home. At the door to the big old house Bruce stopped and kissed her deeply, his hands unbraiding her coiled hair and letting it fall around her like a golden shawl. Seemingly unwilled now by the whiskey and his sure hands, Valerie let him.
He took her arm, feeling the heat of her hip and thigh.pressed against his own leg, feeling his cock jerk hard. He opened the door, pushing it wide and then drew Valerie across the threshold and slightly in front of him, so that her skirt shrouded buttocks were pressed hard back against his now turgid cock.
Valerie inhaled sharply at what she saw in the soft light streaming through the room. There, on one of the beds, and there were several, was a man kneeling between a well-shaped young woman's whitely naked legs raised vertically toward the ceiling, imprisoning his head there, his mouth buried in the soft fleece-lined vagina, his tongue burrowing deep into her slipperily welcoming passage. He was making low, growling sounds in his throat as he licked hungrily between her open thighs, and the woman was mewling completely out of control at his lewd ministrations, her hips churning wildly on the bed.
"Christ!" Bruce said, moving his loins against the softness of Valerie's buttocks. "How do you like that, honey? That's George and his wife and he's licking the shit out of her cunt!"
His obscenely descriptive words hissed into Valerie's ear and she felt the hotly growing sensations which had gripped her body outside in the truck magnify in her mind. Her breath caught in her throat at what she was witnessing… and at the hard protuberance of Bruce's cock pressing into the crevice back between her soft yielding buttocks. Her stomach was churning madly now as she listened to the wetly echoing slurping and sucking sounds of the man's tongue as it licked animal-like at the hungrily twitching pussy of the wide splayed young woman. And then Bruce's hand slipped around to her front, slipped inside the low-cut blouse and inside her loosely-fitted bra to cup her entire nipple-hardening tit as if she were a pubescent child. She gasped softly as his thumb rolled over the nipple, and pressed the firm young smoothness of her ass cheeks back against him with a subtle little undulating motion that caused him to squeeze her breast painfully.
Into her ear he breathed hot breath and the words: "I want to fuck you, Valerie. Now, right now. I want to fuck you in the asshole! Baby, I want to fuck you in the asshole!"
She stiffened for a brief instant at the vile words, at the idea of her virginal young anus being rent asunder by his huge, desire-bloated penis. But then the sight of that man licking and slavering between the woman's legs, and the feel of Bruce's hard, unresisting cock throbbing impatiently back in the crevice of her buttocks, sent more ripples of involuntary desire surging through her body. Well, why not? Why not? Why shouldn't she let a man fuck her from behind? She had tasted a man's cock, for the first time; her mouth was no longer a virgin, so why should she allow her anus to remain virginal? She was emancipated now, wasn't she? A woman of the flesh? Why not cast this last vestige of innocence to the wind as well?
She turned her head slightly and whispered, "Yes! Yes, Bruce, fuck me back there! Put your cock between my legs back there. I want you to, Bruce, I want you to!"
Breathing raggedly with inflamed lust at her acquiescing words, Bruce pushed Valerie toward another bed in the room. Once there, he turned to her to demand that she strip naked… but she was one step ahead of him. Her fingers were already clawing at the zippers and snaps. She shrugged out of the garments and let them fall. She unhooked her bra, letting her lust-swollen breasts bob forth, the nipples like chips of hot rock; she rolled the soft flimsy whiteness of her panties down over her voluptuous young hips and thighs and stood before Bruce completely nude, her eyes fastened on the obliviously locked couple only a few scant feet away, hearing them moan and mewl as their lust was being fulfilled… just as hers would soon be.
And then, her mind whirling from the sounds of lewd, uncontrolled lust surrounding them, was suddenly on fire.
Bruce had stripped his own clothes from his body by then, and his huge, erectly oscillating cock jutted out like some monstrous implement of delicious torture from his abdomen. He took Valerie's waist in his huge hands, his breath hot on her face, and turned her, forcing her down onto the bed on her hands and knees so that she was facing the wildly twitching couple on the other bed. He knelt behind her, holding his great prick in one hand only inches from the tiny puckered ring of her rectum while his eyes fastened on the lust-inciting tableau of the man called George's insane licking of his wife's insatiable cunt.
Then, with his other hand, he began to stroke Valerie's soft buttock mounds, teasing her rectum with the tip of his finger, enjoying the first moans of pleasure which were erupting from her throat. Slowly, tantalizingly, he inserted the tip of his forefinger into her anal opening, wiggling it around inside, drawing greater whimpers of increasing desire from Valerie's throat. He released his cock then and used both hands to draw wide apart the glistening moons of her upraised buttocks, stretching the rubbery opening wide with his thumbs. He leaned forward, so that the hard, fleshy head of his blood-engorged penis rested against the tiny, defenseless hole. He moved his hips, teasing the shaft along the crevice, poising it finally at the wrinkled, slightly cringing anal ring.
Valerie was trembling with a mixture of momentary fear at what was about to happen, and also an intense lusting anticipation of it. She could feel the huge, bulbous head of Bruce's prick resting and teasing at the thinly puckered lips of asshole, and she thought as she felt him moisten its tip in the open mouth of her vagina: It's going to hurt, Oh God it's going to hurt when he shoves all of his gigantic cock into me. But I don't care, I want it to hurt, I want him to fuck me there. God, I'm so hot I can't stand it… I can see that man there, sucking her pussy, reveling in it, licking up alt of her cunt juices and it's making me…
"Aaaaaaaaaafffffffffhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed then, shutting off all her thoughts as a violent, shuddering pain rippled through her body. With a brutal forward thrust, Bruce had bored his lust hardened cock far up into her tight, innocently virginal rectum, tearing it through the membranous passage to bury it halfway to the hilt. He clutched hard at her hips, flexing again as he thrust still deeper into her rectum, into the warm forbidden depths of her anal passage. The pressure pushed her forward, pushed her head down onto the chenille bedspread and prevented her from watching any longer the actions of the couple on the next bed. Bruce began fucking forward with long, even strokes now, the warm rubbery walls of Valerie's asshole expanding before his invading cock until, finally, with one last savage, buttock smacking lunge he buried every single inch of his tremendously expanded penis into her warm, tight anus.
"OOooooohhhhh!" Valerie moaned as she felt his sperm-laden testicles pressed tightly up into her vagina below. "Ohhhhh God, Bruce, it hurts! It hurrtttssss! Oh, I can't take it, it hurts too much!"
"Just… relax, honey… just relax and… fuck back," Bruce panted his instruction. "It'll… stop… hurting… in a little… while…"
Numbly, Valerie obeyed, grinding her buttocks back against his heavy burgeoning cock. And suddenly, with her hardly realizing it, Bruce's predictions came true; her anal passage slowly grew accustomed to the great villainously throbbing monster imbedded there, and she was overwhelmed in a sudden burst of desire. Yes, yes, she was beginning to like it! She was beginning to enjoy this lewd, bestial sodomizing of the private, heretofore secret little passage to her belly. Her head flailed from side to side and she buffeted back harder and harder against Bruce's mercilessly pistoning hardness, feeling his bloated testicles swinging harder and harder down against her cunt lips as his belly smacked wildly against the upturned cheeks of her nakedly grinding buttocks.
"Ohhh, yesssss, Bruce, fuck it, fuck it harder! You were right, it's goooooodddd… Oh Bruce, fuck my asshole harder…!"
And Bruce began to fuck it harder, his balls filling, filling with his impending load of hot, whitely steaming cum, his eyes still lewdly feasting on the salacious sight of the couple on the adjoining bed…
Suddenly, Valerie had to see it; she simply had to see this vile, depraved attack on her defenseless ass. She swiveled and turned her head, bracing herself upward and twisted around.
What she saw there… Bruce's huge, pummeling cock disappearing, drawing part way out, disappearing again in her tiny puckered opening that was her own naked rectum… caused the young, helplessly kneeling teacher to jerk convulsively, wildly, almost as if she too were about to cum. She stared in lust-perverted rapture at her madly undulating buttocks jerking back against Bruce Lander's hard driving penis, her full, firm breasts dancing below her chest as she writhed and twisted and bucked every which way under the impossible assault!
Mike McIlhenny opened the door and walked right in. No one had answered his knocks. Must be one hell of a party he thought and yet the only sounds he heard were screams of some sort. He stopped dead still just inside the door. Christ! It was a god damned orgy! One couple on a bed, the guy's head almost out of sight buried between a broad's thighs sucking her out of her mind! On the other bed! Jesus! Bruce Landers was fucking the young teacher, Valerie Fenton, like a maniac in the ass! Mike felt his cock jerk alive and begin throbbing hard in his jeans.
God, he thought, oh God, I wish that was me! I wish that was my cock in her asshole right now. But wait! I can still do it! I can fuck her mouth' I can have her suck it, milk it dry and I can do it while Bruce's cock is fucking her hot little asshole. Jesus! Even better!
The sudden debauched thoughts were like an electric shock to Mike and he felt his body break out in sweat. Wildly, he tore off his clothes and moved quickly to the bed where Valerie and Bruce were fucking so insanely. His cock jerked and throbbed before him like some crazed entity that was parasitically attached to his loins.
Valerie's head was pressed down against the bedspread to give him greater access to her rectum, her eyes were tightly shut; behind her, Bruce heaved forward like a rampaging bull, his eyes likewise squeezed tightly together, his fingers clawing at the softly trembling moons of the young teacher's buttocks.
In a choked, barely audible voice, the result of his ever-increasing lust, Mike said, "Valerie, raise your head. Raise your head and open your eyes."
"Mike…?" Her voice came in a ragged gasp, almost a mewl, as Bruce fucked mercilessly into her tight, expanding rectal passage from behind.
"Yes, Mike," he said. "Raise your head, damn it, and open your eyes!"
Valerie levered her body on her forearms, raising herself up and opening her eyes to look up at him. The first thing she saw was his huge, blood-hardened cock, held lewdly in his hand now, seeming to sway hypnotically before her gaze. Her tongue came out to moisten her lips as she stared at the thin slit at the tip oozing out its pre-cum from the huge, purplishly swollen head.
"I'm going to put it in your mouth, baby!" Mike whispered hoarsely. "I want you to suck me!"
Valerie began to tremble with a renewed surge of fire. The idea of sucking Mike, while Bruce Landers fucked into her backside at the same time was wild and somehow appealing. Yes, yes, it would be just what she needed, to have her anus and her mouth filled with the hot flowing cum of two men, the men who had opened the gates to her new life as a full-blooded woman. It would destroy the woman she had once been completely and totally.
"Yes!" she breathed. "Yes, darling, let me suck it! Give it to me now, darling Mike, put it in my mouth and let me suck all the cum out of it, let me suck your balls dry, darling, darling Mike!"
With a groan of sheer animal lust, Mike moved forward, guiding his palpitating, seminally-moist cock to her parted, waiting mouth. She tasted the bittersweet masculine flavor of the slowly seeping drop of lubricative fluid against her lips, felt the heavy bloated head resting against them, and then she ovaled her lipstick rimmed lips wide to accept the offering. She was acutely aware of Bruce's pile driving cock burgeoning into her widely expanded, now gratefully accepting anal passage, enjoying with all her soul the hotly heaving thrusts now.
Her hot, wet mouth seized what it needed so desperately… Mike McIlhenny's huge young cockhead… and she began to suck him slowly, agonizingly, running her tongue wetly around and around the slippery head, easing the tip of her tongue into the open slit of the end. Her head pumped abandonedly to and fro, slavishly licking every inch of the thick shaft, sucking harder and harder, her tongue twirling faster and faster, and Mike's buttocks began to flex forward, adding his own movement to her rhythmically bobbing head so that mouth and cock were fucking together, working together, like a perfectly tuned machine. Valerie could feel the dripping shaft batter all the way hack against her larynx, but she made no move to cease the intense ramming pressure there, her lips ovaling maddeningly as she attempted to suck the hot white load of his sperm from his bails like an electrical syphon.
She rolled and flung her buttocks back against. Bruce's forward-driving shaft, feeling it deep in her belly, her mouth working harder and faster on Mike's cock; he moaned and thrust desperately into her mouth, a wailing gasp tearing from his throat, as the moment of his climax neared. Valerie was mewling and moaning like a depraved animal, totally abandoning herself to the wondrous feelings of two cocks sunk deep within her either end, about to flood her, drown her, consume her with gushing semen. Her hips swirled insanely around Bruce's prick; her lips swirled more wildly around Mike's, and her own orgasm was building, building. It wouldn't be long now for any of them, it wouldn't be long now…
Suddenly, Mike emitted a loud, grunting sigh of release and he jammed his hips forward, burying his cock deep in Valerie's soft, warm mouth. Her throat tightened and untightened as torrent after torrent of his burning fluid gushed from his wildly jerking rod, swallowing desperately to keep from choking on the frothing sperm, her cheeks bloating and hollowing as the cavern of her mouth filled and emptied, filled and emptied…
And then, behind her, Bruce's fingers dug painfully into her hips, the nails drawing blood there, and he began to chant crazily. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" His cock began to jerk then, as Mike's was doing in her mouth, and she felt the fire-hot semen erupt along his urethra tube from the cauldrons of his balls and fill her anus to overflowing, felt the searing liquid run down along the crevice of her churning ass cheeks, along the back of her thighs, and pool on the bedspread beneath her desperately flailing body.
"Keep sucking, keeeepppp succckkkkiinnggggg!" Mike howled, convulsively spasming forward. "Suck all of it, suck all of ittt!"
"Oooohhhhh!" Bruce wailed behind her.
And then, as if their mutual cries of delight were the final trigger of her own coming orgasm, Valerie felt the beginnings of wild, rapturous, kaleidoscopic release take hold of her own body. She gurgled and squealed around Mike's lip-locked penis still swallowing his seemingly never ending flow of sticky-hot sperm, trying not to lose a single precious drop of his heated young seed. She reached a pinnacle of pleasure she had never known existed in the world, a height so unbelievable, so dizzying, that her mind threatened to burst from the sheer physical pressure of the wildly exploding sense of pleasure-pain, pleasure-pain, pleasure-pain…
Finally, after a long, long time, she collapsed forward on the bed, the two bliss-giving penises slipping from her mouth and her now forever stretched young rectum with wet, simultaneous little farting sounds. In her stomach there was a pleasant burning, and she thought in her satiated state that it must be the blending of Bruce's cum and Mike's and her own, all the juices having flowed there from where they were pumped into her, or from her own copiously secreting glands.
It's beautiful, she thought, it's so beautiful… Oh God, now that I've known what it can be like, what it is…
She felt her head being lifted, and then lowered again onto a warm, hairy thigh. Bruce's voice began whispering soft sweet words of love to her, his soft, gentle hands stroking her hair, and she moved her head around until her mouth located his flaccid cock now cradled softly on top of the wrinkled sac of his sperm-drained balls. She flicked out her tongue, licking his still warm cum from the limp spongy tip and from the softness of his scrotum in grateful adulation…
And then, in that moment, a strangely young and amused male voice said from the bedroom doorway: "Hot damn, it looks like we've got one hell of an orgy going on here! One hell of an orgy that's going to get even better once everybody joins in!"
The boy in the doorway was thin, and he had his arm around thirteen year-old Jennifer Crist, who leaned against his chest, her eyes aglow with passionate response to the scene before her.
"What's going on?" Valerie shuddered, lifting her head with abject mortification from Bruce's loins. The sperm seemed to congeal within her as she tried to squirm away from their lascivious gazes. "What are Bobby and Jennifer doing here?"
"Come to join the party," Bruce said expansively. "Come on in, son. And you, too, Jennifer."
"Hey!" came a yell from the stairway. "How about us?" To Valerie's further horror, another two people came into the living room. The woman was tall and well proportioned, with magnificent breasts, pearl white and barely concealed in a low cut blouse. She was rubbing the front of a man's pants, the bulge she had caused obvious to the world. The man called Joe was grinning madly, his tongue licking his dry, trembling lips. "Hi, everybody!" the woman said. "Glad to see you're enjoying yourselves."
"Hey, Alice!" called out Bruce, "C'mon down!"
"Please, Bruce," moaned Valerie.
"What? Shut up! Party's just getting good!"
Valerie began to feel hot tears of frustration and fear swelling in her eyes, So this was the real reason for his wanting her to meet some "real" people. This was group sex! Group sex… the ultimate in pure physical gratification, with not even the rationale of affection between the partners. She stiffened, dizziness overtaking her, and she glanced at Bruce, unsure of her own true emotions. Is this what I really want? she asked herself. Doing it with my students also?
The woman named Alice strode across the room to Mike who looked at her with amazement, and she reached down and grasped his limp cock firmly in her hands murmuring, "I like you. Maybe we can fuck together later on?"
Mike didn't speak at once. He stared at her hand as she began to slowly stroke his cock from flaccidity to a semblance of erection. He blinked, but spread his legs wider in dazed comprehension of her words. "Look… what the hell is this anyway?" He took a deep breath, his penis impossibly leaping to full grandeur under the teasing fingers of the strange woman. "Jesus! I don't believe this!"
"You will in a while," she tittered lightly.
Valerie, her eyes wide with shock, looked back at the other four. They were undressing on the spot, laughing and gaily making comments about the fun to be had, kicking their garments from them in haste. With a squeal, Jennifer raced for Bruce, throwing herself upon him, her hands grasping him around the thick shaft of his penis. Bruce laughed again and reached over and caressed one ripening adolescent breast, soft and pliant and promising, and kissed her full on her tender young lips. He gasped as she skinned his foreskin away and the red-fleshed head popped out, and she dropped to lick her eager young tongue on the exposed tip.
With a cry of abandon, Bruce Lander's young son Bobby, revealed his own virile cock in violent erection. The man with the woman, Alice, approached the bed where Valerie lay cowering. The males were all a frenzy of glistening bodies, their eyes gleaming and their long, inflamed cocks dancing in front of them with palpitant heat of excitement, their balls swinging against their thighs, their buttocks hollowing and tensing.
Abruptly the man, whose name was Joe, put his arm about Valerie in a possessive embrace. At first she resisted, her joints seeming to freeze from the unnatural contact, but as his hands covered the nipples of her breasts and began to knead and thumb them into rock hardness, she found herself squirming, her naked body aroused with unrestrained passion. "Some party," he whispered into her ear, "But you did know we were coming, didn't you?"
"No I didn't."
"Leave that to Bruce to pull a fast one. Is this your first time to fuck with other people watching?"
"Oh God, yes," she nodded, "I never dreamed that this would happen. I don't know if I should…”
"What's the matter? You've already been fucked by Bruce, haven't you?" He threw back his head and grinned with lewd disregard for her inner torment. "Hell, I'm a better fuck than he'll ever be! Now, c'mon, get with it. Let it all hang out!"
Valerie took one more quick look at Bruce before submitting herself to the lust incited stranger next to her. Bruce was groaning aloud, thrashing on the bed as the young thirteen year old, Jennifer, leaned over and thrust his cock deep into her widely ovaled young mouth in one long, slow continuous sucking movement, the warm, wet cavern of her cheeks sending a wild spasm of ecstasy soaring through his wracked body. "Oh man," he gurgled. Then Valerie looked around the rest of the room, seeing the pairing of mates, and she could scarcely believe the carnal activity which had been so cruelly thrust upon her senses.
The woman, Jane, passionate from the cunt licking on the bed, had attacked the young boy, Bobby Landers, with complete abandon. She was teasing him, bending slightly forward so that he couldn't reach between her thighs and to further hinder him from inserting his throbbing cock into her voraciously throbbing vagina, she had put her slim hands around his prick and was rubbing the swollen member with her palms, working the tender skin up and down over the glans as driblets of sticky, lubricating fluid seeped from its tiny orifice and his balls moved sensuously around his lean thighs. Young Jennifer Crist was now on all fours over Bruce, who had his knees behind her and was bucking up at her buttocks, fucking mercilessly up into her wide stretched little rectum with savage, repeating blows.
Alice's head still bobbed like a yo-yo around Mike's straining prick as though her mouth was on a string, and her hands and knees were in between his legs as his prick soared hard up into her face until her nose smacked licentiously into the matted pubic hair below.
"That's it, Alice," the man, Joe breathed hotly, "Suck him good, you bitch." He delved down the slim, now hotly quivering flanks of Valerie and then teased his middle finger into her pubic hair, still soaked from Bruce's cum a few minutes past, and Valerie, horrified, found herself aroused. Her thighs jerked, spasmodically and began to involuntarily open for his touch, and then he rubbed and caressed the blood-inflated lips of her red-rimmed pussy, and she moaned with sudden passion.
"Oh, God," she gasped, "This is terrible, terrible."
"No, baby, it's the living end," Joe said. "I really like seeing my wife get fucked by another guy. Don't you like watching, too?"
"Your wife!" Valerie's brain reeled as she realized that he was involved with her while panting with excitement over the view of the lewd sex acts of his own wife right in front of them. No, it wasn't terrible, it was beautiful! Beautiful! And Valerie leaned back on the bed sheets and spread her legs wide to Joe's talented hand as he rummaged and pillaged her helplessly surrendering cunt.
Alice took one last lick on Mike's cock, and then jerked upright and turned around, placing her wet, almost writhing pussy directly in front of him, and in wide open display before Valerie as well. Valerie watched in unbelieving fascination as Alice gradually bent forward until the breadth of her buttocks jutted toward Mike's face and Mike obscenely rotated upward to meet the widespread lips of her vagina. Alice's thighs tensed and then rippled in slim strength as she shifted on her feet and she reached back and gently pulled apart her buttocks, disclosing the tiny, sensuously throbbing little hole of her anus.
Around the revealed asshole, which seemed so raw and vulnerable, were a few stray curling hairs, and she twisted her buttocks, letting the whitely rounded moons wave tauntingly at Mike. He groaned and began to manipulate his own cock with his hand and he lurched toward her buttocks. Alice grabbed the stiffened rod and it slid forward into her waiting cunt with hot, slippery ease. Mike took hold of her loins with his hands and hauled her to him with a resounding slap. He leaned over her, squeezing her huge, well formed breasts as he pumped into her open cunt with complete ferocity, attacking and retreating unmercifully.
"Now, baby? You want me now?" Joe said lewdly.
"Yes," mewled Valerie, watching Mike fuck Joe's wife with a strange uncontrolled passion. "Anything you want… anything at all. But, oh God, fuck me quick. Fuck me!"
Valerie pushed her cunt up to Joe, her whole body aflame with unwanted desire. She could not help herself, and she knew she really, deep down inside, did not want to. She realized the full meaning of group sex, its marvelous mechanism for satiating the appetite of a full, red-blooded woman. God! Why doesn't he fuck me now!
She looked at Joe's enormous cock, which stood out from the folds of his belly and abdomen like some pagan spear, tipped with the clear fluid of love-juice. Her face contorted with passion at the thought of that strange cock buried to its hilt in her vagina… or mouth… or anus… Oh God, it was monstrous and webbed from glans to base with heavy, throbbing blue veins, giving gleaming advance warning of the carnality it was about to perform.
"Like it, baby?" Joe smiled lopsidedly at her.
"Yes, yes, I love it!"
"Good, because I'm going to put it up your cunt so far you're going to feel it up in your tonsils!" His grin broadened into a toothy smile. "But first I'm going to lick that aching pussy of yours, suck up all that good honey you've been spreading down there."
Valerie stretched out languorously, her thighs splayed wide on either side of him, her toes curled with expectation. All thoughts of modesty and of caring whether she truly desired this man were vanished, and she let a soft moan of delight escape from her lips and she squirmed her buttocks down on the mattress, inciting his lustful prowess still further.
Joe touched her and a million spine tingling jolts went through her loins and belly. Automatically her hands moved to her breasts, her thumb and forefinger plucking at her nipples and aureoles as Joe had done, like a hungry bird of prey pecking at her skin, and more sensations rocked her body.
Involuntarily Joe sucked in his breath, and he could feel the blood drubbing painfully into his expanded, purplish cock head. Tiny drops of seminal fluid grouped around the eye of his glans as he leaned down, his cock rubbing along her inner thigh, smearing the sticky substance against her skin. Then, with thumbs pressed against her hairlined cunt-lips, Joe tenderly spread the soft yielding walls of her pussy until its moist, coral lusciousness opened and he saw the jeweled splendor of her clitoris. He felt Valerie's warm thighs quiver and he heard her breath gasp from her throbbing throat, and with the touch of an expert, he leaned forward and his hot wet lips closed over the soft protuberance at the apex of her belly.
"00000hh," Valerie groaned, raising her head to stare down between her manipulated breasts at his lowered head in her crotch. She spasmed as he planted long, full kisses on the soft fleece of her upraised thighs, his tongue flicking snakelike at her widely spread cuntal opening.
Valerie continued her sensuous fondling of her breasts then slid her hands down along her stomach to rest on either side of Joe's gently nibbling lips. Her fingers stroked her pubic hair as her mind raced with the overwhelming sensations. Momentary thoughts of Bruce flashed through her, but then they were gone, and she spread the fleshy. hair-lined lips of her cunt slowly apart, allowing the man complete access to her wet, pulsating vagina.
Her elbows pressed against her sides and she lolled her head from side to side as his searing mouth burned the core of her being, and his tongue wrapped itself around her erect clitoris. Dear God! His lips sucked, drawing warm folds deep within his mouth, gently biting the skin as his tongue continued the maddening licking around the urgent pink smoothness of her surging flesh. She groaned lustily, and then her eyes caught sight of young Bobby Landers watching them.
"My God!" Valerie gasped.
"Don't get upset, baby," Joe crooned, his head still buried in her pussy. "That's only Bobby. Relax. You don't really mind if he watches, too, do you?"
Why not? Everybody else was watching or doing… She sighed, and the sudden appearance of Bobby was replaced by the enrapturement of Joe's hungry, massaging mouth.
Her moans of swelling arousal drove his tongue faster and he worked his way up and down her genitals until they burned… Yes! Yes! she heard herself wish crazily, yes I still need it so bad and he is doing his best! Her hands clawed his hair, attempting to guide his face to the small palpitating cuntal opening, and he plunged into her soft-rimmed flesh, taunting it momentarily, then quickly withdrawing to tantalize the soft, hair-fringed edges.
The young teacher cried aloud and clutched at him, forcefully pressing his nose directly on her hotly pulsating clitoris, and his mouth rammed deep down to cover the squirming crotch and bring low guttural moans from the delicate young girl whose soft warm thighs clasped spasmodically around either side of his head. He could feel the smooth wet flesh slip moistly around his tongue as the walls of her invaded vagina sucked him and tried to extract his tongue deeper and deeper into it. It was as if the small, slightly bearded mouth was a toothless devouring animal unleashed with lust-inspired force, ripping his tongue out by the roots, and her heels snaked up and out, pushing down against his back, making him bury himself still further in the soft, trembling trap between her uplifted legs. His nostrils inhaled the poignant aromas of her throbbing clitoris and her lusty, lubricious excitement.
Joe could stand it no longer. He stopped, causing her to cord the muscles of her unreleased body, and she tried to stop him with her legs, but he was too strong. "I want you to suck me, baby. Suck me as I did you. Now…" he slithered down on the bed and threw his legs wide, his swelling cock a straight arrow upwards toward the ceiling. It seemed to Valerie she had never seen such a gorgeous sight in all her life. She had to have it, she had to taste that prick in her mouth, feel it swirl around her tongue and cheeks, and with a panting moan she turned and crawled over Joe. His cock leaped as he saw her insatiable desire, then she posed her nudity over him, smoothing her hands over her taut breasts and firm thighs, finally moving toward the sensitive white flesh of her inner thighs and upward to the silky mound he had just finished sucking. Valerie's fingers slowly glided into the fleshy fold of her cunt-lips, gently spreading the still wet slit until it opened like a new-flowering bud and she thrust her loins toward him so that he could see better the moist, coral flesh up inside. Then quickly she licked her lips and climbing down between his legs she took his hardened penis in her mouth, swallowing it almost whole into her throat. She began to purr kitten fashion while he tenderly caressed her soft long hair and his cock swelled to fill her sucking mouth.
She milked his cock with her throat muscles in a manner that even the tightness of her cunt could not match, and the length of her tongue laved the underside of his shaft while the tip taunted the base of his member and a portion of his testicles with insurmountable pleasure.
As they lay there, on the bed, surrounded by other wildly fucking couples, Bobby stood beside them, his head tilted to one side and little throaty whines coming from his lips. As the boy watched, Valerie began to slowly grind her smoothly rounded buttocks and she hummed, Joe's heavy and throbbing cock vibrating and nearly reaching her stomach. The hot breath from her nostrils against his pubic hair sent further spasms of delight rippling through the man and then Valerie cupped his balls, causing the sperm-bloated sacs to quiver as she manipulated and squeezed them. Her throat exploited his prick in her effort to suck him dry.
Joe lifted his head from the bed and stared down at his hard shaft completely absorbed by the young teacher's lust contorted face. The sight of her ovaled lips massaging his resilient skin increased his fever a hundred-fold and he groaned with madness. She tantalized the balls with one hand while her thumb and forefinger of her other hand stroked his mighty base as she continued to suck up and down. He flexed his buttocks, his head still raised, watching the top of her head bob up and down as simultaneously she worked her buttocks in undulating circles and her student, young Bobby Landers stood panting by the bed.
"Turn… turn over," groaned Joe. "I want to fuck you in the mouth with me above." He pulled at her, and slave-like she obeyed. They twisted and writhed until he was on all fours, straddling her breasts, his turgid cock still firmly fastened between her teeth. Her body was under his, spread out in writhing lewdness between his bent legs, as he leaned over her and fucked his cock voraciously into her insatiable mouth. Valerie slid her hands along his inner thighs as she continued her sucking, and great swirls of heat were building up in the unreachable depths of his balls as he watched her face working on his loins. He could see the rivulets of sweat roll in thin lines down her sides as she bucked beneath him, and the muscles of his back seemed to be ready to snap from the pressure of arching above her greedily clinging mouth.
Suddenly there was a little commotion on the bed beside her, and Valerie bent her head slightly, though never losing the stride of her sucking motion, and saw Bruce, a sadistic grin on his face, now climbing astride of the young girl, Jennifer. He took her brutally by the hair and at the same time thrust forward with his thick penis, and rammed the head again into the already wide split anus of her thirteen year-old student Jennifer Crist. The child's eyes were glazed with a wild, ecstatic film that sent a shiver of lewd, almost perverted excitement through Valerie's own naked body, and Jennifer began to gyrate her impaled young buttocks wildly back against the older man with complete abandonment.
Valerie heard Bruce croon with delight and gasp as he fucked rhythmically and without the slightest mercy deep into the soft rubbery confines of the girl's rectum. The thinly stretched skin of the tight little hole drew back with his prick, clutching it as if it didn't want him to come out, and then her white-smooth ass swallowed up his hardened cock until it was submerged with not even a half inch of it showing, its chunky, bloated head touching deep in her quaking bowels.
"Oooooooohhhhhhhhh," the girl moaned, "Ohh, fuck it, Mr. Landers, fuck it fuck it fuck it…" She was moaning and adding to the joy by wildly moving her ass and hollowing her back. Valerie watched her profile, seeing her lips bared from her teeth as she smiled back at Valerie, her long hair strewn down over her sweating forehead like some mad thing, and her complexion flushed and pink like the shade of her anus.
"Oh yessssss…" the girl said. She rotated and squirmed, and it seemed to Valerie that she was moving closer to her, slowly attempting to slide on her knees, while still grinding back against Bruce. Valerie redoubled her efforts, wrapping her hands around the lowered shaft of Joe's cock while she sucked at the lust-hardened rod which fucked heavily into her mouth. Her tight elastic lips worked with all their might, her cheeks hollowing on every outstroke and expanding on the instroke. Joe grinned salaciously from above as he watched Jennifer edge her way closer to them and then he looked down at the unsuspecting Valerie.
Then the girl was next to Valerie, grazing the satin flesh with her body as still the giant pistoning cock of Bruce lashed into her backsides. As if knowing what was in store, he moved with the girl as she slipped down the bedspread, lower and lower, until her face gazed hungrily down on Valerie's open vagina. Then one slim hand moved forward, her other balancing her as Bruce drove into with repeated battering, and Valerie gasped with the invasion of Jennifer's fingers. Valerie felt a strange hand catch her nipple, rolling and squeezing it in a tender understanding way that only a woman could know. Her upbringing had never accepted this sort of sick thing, let alone any of the other acts she had been doing, but at the moment she began to tremble all over with the forbiddenness of the situation. Her being was unfulfilled, and she couldn't, even if she had wanted to, resist the young girl's advances.
Bruce flailed wildly at the girl's rectum, urging her onto more perverted acts with Valerie's body. "Touch," he commanded. "That's it. Let me see you feel her cunt, baby. Stick your hand in there and enjoy yourself while I fuck you back here!"
The alien fingers needed no urging. Like spiders they slithered down Valerie's body and curled their tantalizing way into the soft blonde strands of her pubic hair. And in spite of her shame, Valerie could not help but respond. She sucked voraciously at Joe's cock as the hand groveled in her crotch with tantalizing touches, running over her breasts, her sides and legs, only to return to the lubricious hole of her vagina and the tiny little anus below. Jennifer flicked a tender finger against the small puckered circle and said, "I am going to make you cum like a volcano, teacher!"
Valerie moaned through full lips, "Oh yes, yes please…"
Thick fluid began to spill from the corners of Valerie's reveling mouth as Joe, turning to see the action behind him, felt the rumbling cauldron of his balls about to explode. Valerie continued to suck at his cock like some wanton whore, and the thick pummeling instrument seemed to vanish into the fusion of her face as he drove with hollowing buttocks far into her gratefully accepting throat like some distended pile-driver. His coarse pubic hair caressed her nose and his balls slapped her chin in lewd unison to his strokes.
Valerie shuddered again as Jennifer put her lips to the wildly coursing cunt before her and kissed it long and tenderly. Dimly Valerie realized that Joe was about to cum and she was afraid she would strangle in her position, but still she slavered on…
Until Joe jerked his cock out of her mouth and held it above her starving cheeks, his fingers a contrast on the glistening huge red-eyed glans but a scant two inches from her.
"Oh no," Valerie groaned, "Please I must have it, I must!" She tried to pull him down to her, her mouth gaping at his jumping prick. But before she could close the distance, he gasped and hot white semen squirted the two inches from it directly into her widely opened mouth, the searing cavern held wide like a hungry baby bird in anticipation of what it was about to receive. The thick, quick spurts streamed like cream from a cow's udder, filling her mouth to the brim, and she swallowed, trying not to lose a drop of the boiling, lust infused potion. Her Adam's apple bobbed desperately as it tried to keep up with the hotly ejaculating penis.
As Joe's cock pumped out its remaining liquid into her hungrily swallowing mouth and throbbed into stillness, Valerie desperately lifted her head to catch the last thin streams which ran down his cock and she tried to take the deflating prick back between her lips.
"Please, oh for God's sake," she whimpered, "I'm going mad inside. Fuck me, fuck me now!"
Joe chuckled and rolled off and stretched out beside her across from the girl. "Not with my little girl to keep you warm," he said with a leer.
"Dear God," Valerie breathed. What now… what does he mean? I'm going out of my mind. Jennifer's… Joe's daughter!… her lickings… are driving me wild! And her father egging her on!
Valerie raised her head to watch in half revulsion as the young girl nestled her face in the hollow of her open thighs, and behind her kneeling body, the crude figure of Bruce humping away with increasingly savage strokes into Jennifer's tightly clenched little rectum. She let her eyes rove over the loveliness of the girl's voluptuous nakedness, and she felt the soft kisses on her skin and the hot puffs of breath on her creases and the magic tongue licking her vaginal cleft, simply licking in long strokes from top to bottom, not entering yet, but causing Valerie to raise her loins with each slow licking of her sensitive cuntal lips. Her clitoris hardened even more as it peeked out further to enjoy a grazing tickle and she hissed and squirmed and writhed insanely… then as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped.
Valerie couldn't stand it. She had been played with and brought along to such a peak of sexual frenzy that she had to have release! She rolled onto her stomach that was knotted with tension and several sighs of envy seemed to come from the others, who had, at different times, released their animalistic passions around Valerie. The man who'd sucked the woman off and Mike crawled over to the naked young teacher and moved Joe aside so that they could lay beside her and reached for her hands, their cocks hardened and pointing ceiling-ward.
"Christ look at them go!" Joe said.
Mike could only groan and then place the young teacher's fingers around his prick just as the man had done on the other side of her. Automatically Valerie's soft fingers closed around the cocks and began to stroke them rhythmically, massaging them up and down to the same magic tempo of Jennifer's oral fucking that continued from underneath and Bruce's sodomic perversion. Mike cupped one of Valerie's breasts as Jennifer moved her hands to spread the steaming cunt before her.
"Somebody, please fuck me!" Valerie screamed. "I need a cock! Do you hear? Oh God, somebody stick their cock in me! Please!"
"Are you really ready, baby?" Bruce laughed harshly.
"Ohhhhhh, yes, yes, I am!"
"Then raise your ass up. That's it! High!"
"Yes! Yes!" Valerie cried, as she thrust her nakedly quivering buttocks up as high as they would go.
"Get ready for the finest 15 year old fuck you ever had," Bruce said, and then he snapped out, "Bobby!"
Valerie felt the bed give and the strange presence of another weight climb on it, and suddenly she felt a clasping around her waist and a slippery hard, cock rub along her legs. Her brain reeled! Again and again the shaft danced near her spread-eagled hole, and yet it never quite made it in, and with a moan of desperation Valerie reached back and impaled her half-crazed vagina full upon it.
"Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhh," she moaned as the long thin prick soared up in her cunt, quelling the burning demon which almost tore her innards asunder. The cock burst through her belly like a bullet, and she cared not who had supplied the weapon, only that his penis was battling the hungry wet walls of her vaginal tunnel.
And then she twisted around, only this time to caress and encourage the man who had been so kind to her, and she froze!
Oh my God, she screamed inwardly… It's Bobby! It's Bruce's son, one of my students, who's fucking me! A low helpless wail escaped her, and she flayed her head back and forth as the brutal young cock expanded inside her cunt like a balloon. It was too late, she couldn't stop it… she couldn't stop herself from the rising tide of her sensations… he was like a hammering machine, and he was beautiful… absolutely the finest!
"Oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh," Valerie said in muffled squeals, "I'm… I'm… going… going to… cummmmmmmm!"
"Fuck back at the boy, damn you!" shouted Bruce, "Pound that ass of yours tight up there!"
"Yes… yes… yessssss! MMMMmmmmmmmm!" Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
As Valerie cried out with her impending climax, Bobby suddenly gave a savage thrust deep within her entrails and let loose a stream of thickly scalding young male cum, and he flooded her vagina with jackhammer lunges full of his hotly virile sperm. Long jets of it ricocheted off the smoothness of her cuntal walls and streamed from her pussy to flow like lava down her thighs and pool in coagulated puddles on the squeaking bed below.
She came, screaming wildly from the size of her release and she heaved her buttocks back against the pounding loins of the boy as his cock continued to empty up inside her with unbelievable force. Her thighs trembled and her belly quivered as though some giant pressure was beating down upon her, and her brain reeled insanely from the sensual reactions traversing through every bone and sinew of her lust crazed system. She was in Valhalla again, beautiful Valhalla! Faintly she heard Bruce cry out guttural groans and Jennifer howl, but it was all in the background of her mind, and then she collapsed, a heavy black faint engulfing her semen filled body…