When she came to, she saw that Lou was the only person in the room. He was sitting on a chair, watching her, a drink in his hand.
She sat up and stretched. Her whole body ached. She felt as though she had just run five miles. Her thighs were numb. Her cunt still throbbed. She smiled, knowing that she had not felt this good in a long time.
"Where'd your friends go?" she asked.
"They're downstairs," he replied. "Havin' a few in the lounge. Ya thirsty?"
She smiled and nodded. "Very much."
"Good. Let's go."
Lou waited for her to dress. Then they went downstairs.
This time, the lounge was pretty crowded. Nearly three-fourths of the tables were occupied. When Lou and Sheila entered the room, every man in the lounge turned to gape at her. They watched her attentively as she crossed the room to where Neil and Robbie were sitting, near the wall.
"It's about time," laughed Robbie, pulling out a chair for her. "We thought you were dead!"
"You must be out of practice," suggested Neil. "I know a lotta broads that can take more humpin' than you just did."
"Give me time," she said. "Then I'll show ya just how much humpin' a girl can take!"
The waitress came to take their order.
"How 'bout a party?" asked Robbie eagerly. "It's still early, ya know."
Sheila lit a cigarette and eyed the three men. "Who's having a party?" she asked, interested.
"I am," replied Neil. "I only live a few miles from here. How 'bout it, baby?"
She just looked at him. "What kind of parties do ya have?"
Robbie and Lou laughed.
"Orgies," replied Neil, lowering his voice to a whisper. "Everything goes. There'll be food, drink, dope – anything you might want. How 'bout it?"
"You must be rich," she said.
He sighed. "I get by."
"How 'bout it, honey?" asked Lou, sipping his drink. "There's nothin' better than a party at Neil's to get the fuckin' kinks out."
"All right," she said, enthused. "When's it gonna start?"
"As soon as you finish that drink," replied Neil, smiling at her.
She smiled and quickly finished her drink. The men finished their drinks, left some bills on the table, got up, and followed the luscious blonde out of the lounge.
It was already growing dark. The foursome left the hotel and crossed the parking lot to where a brand-new, shiny Cadillac awaited them.
"You must be rich!" gasped Sheila, getting into the back seat with Robbie.
Neil and Lou got into the front.
Moments later, the car left the parking lot.
Ten minutes later, Robbie slid closer to her in the seat. Reaching down, he cupped her snatch with his hand and laughed when he felt the hot dampness of her excited sex.
"You're always horny, ain'tcha, baby?" he asked, kissing her on the cheek.
She sighed deeply and watched him as he lifted up her short skirt and spread her thighs. "Shut up and eat me," she replied, shifting in the seat so that she was lying down and exposed to him.
Robbie lifted her legs and spread them wider. In the darkness, the blonde's warm juices glistened brightly. He groaned. His cock was already climbing up his leg. Bending down, he wet his lips and suddenly lapped her in the wet quim with his tongue.
Smiling, Sheila closed her eyes and shuddered as his hot breath enveloped her. She felt his hands sliding beneath the round globes of her ass. She raised her ass slightly to help him. Moments later, he returned to her wet crotch.
Robbie's tongue went to work on the blonde's throbbing clit, tickling it, rubbing it vigorously, pressing against it until it began to swell. Sheila squirmed beneath him, moaning thickly. He took her clit between his lips and sucked it into his mouth. She felt his tongue rubbing and pressing against it. Her heart began to race.
As he sucked her hot clit, he pumped her pink slit with his fingers. Sheila rubbed the cheeks of her ass against the seat. Her breathing was deep and labored. She squealed. Robbie laughed as the fresh cunt-juice splashed in his face. He removed his fingers from her tight hole and licked the honey cream from them. Lowering his face, he pressed his mouth against the pink pussy lips and sucked her dry.
The blonde's lovely body began squirming in spasms. Her gash lips closed over Robbie's tongue and sucked him into her flooded well. He let his tongue lie inside her, enjoying the hot dampness, saturating himself in her thick love juice. He began squeezing her throbbing clit with his thumb and forefinger. The blonde bucked in the seat, her long, silken legs thrashing in the air.
Robbie paused only to pull down his trousers. Before Sheila knew what was happening, she felt the hard prick sliding into her saturated cream tube. Her heart thundered, and Robbie's cock was laced thickly with twat cream. He waited for the blonde to relax before he began pumping her.
"What the fuck's going on back there?" asked Lou, who had been watching the struggling twosome for some time. "You bastard! Save some of that cunt for the fuckin' party!"
Neil laughed and kept glancing in the rearview mirror as he drove the car. "It's only twenty more minutes till we reach the house," he said. "Can't ya wait, for Chrissakes?"
"Fuck both of ya," growled Robbie as he pounded his meat into Sheila's writhing quim. "You're just pissed off 'cause I'm tearin' off a piece!"
Lou and Neil laughed and continued watching the two naked, grinding bodies in the back seat.
The sounds of Sheila's shrieks and screams hurt their ears. Her pussy was drowning in quim cream. Raising her legs in the air, she brought them down and locked her ankles around Robbie's waist. She pulled him so roughly against her that he nearly choked.
Reaching beneath her, the giggling blonde found the dancing balls. She squeezed them and pressed them roughly against her snatch. Robbie gritted his teeth, gasped, and tensed his whole body. His jism jolted into her flooded pussy, making her kick and scream and grind out three quick orgasms.
Robbie rolled off her and relaxed in the back seat. He was panting heavily and muttering something.
"Stop the car," said Lou, who had been ready for the blonde's twat for the last five minutes.
Neil shook his head. "C'mon, Lou. For Chrissakes! We're gonna be…"
"Stop the car," he repeated angrily.
"Oh, for Chrissakes!" Neil brought the car to a stop and waited for Lou to switch places with Robbie, who was still panting and heaving in exhaustion.
Lou wasted no time. He pulled down his pants and positioned the beautiful blonde so that she was on her hands and knees. He spread her thighs and reached between them. She giggled as he tickled her soaked crack. Then she moaned and gyrated her hips sensuously.
Lou stuck two fingers into the blonde's pussy and his thumb up her pink asshole. Her pussy and ass muscles closed around his fingers in an attempt to suck them in deeper. She was getting wetter and hotter. He pumped her until she popped her rocks twice. Then he spread her thighs apart and stuck his hot prong up her creamy honey hole.
Sheila responded urgently, wriggling her hips, panting, and pressing her snatch against the base of his joint. It didn't take Lou long to get good and hard. His prick soon filled her greased canyon. It was so thick that it threatened to split her apart. Sheila sighed deeply and began gyrating her hips in sensuous circles. It was sensational to have her match stuffed with hot pork, and she relished every moment of it.
Lou's strokes were long and slow and delicious.
She groaned and purred in delight as the long hunk of meat slid all the way up her snatch, staying there a few moments, and then sliding slowly out again. The blonde arched her back in an effort to get the prick at a better angle. It worked, for she felt it sliding another precious inch up her gash. She closed her eyes. The storm within her was raging angrily. Her skin stood out in gooseflesh. It was as though a million tiny needles were stabbing her all over. A hot cloud enveloped her and, before she knew it, her pussy was spitting hot cream.
Lou increased his pace. His prick slid up her gash and immediately back out. His joint was dripping with honey. He bent over and rested on her writhing back. Reaching underneath her, he covered her big boobies and cupped them in his hands. Sheila moaned in delight and arched her back even more. Lou squeezed her tight breasts. The blonde, squirming and shuddering, squeezed out more jism.
His fat prick slammed into her, tearing into her quivering canyon and pulling out streams of honey water. Sheila writhed, twisted, and bucked. Her body was on fire. The smell of slit cream was thick in the car. So thick, as a matter of fact, that Neil and Robbie opened the windows to let in fresh air.
The blonde began panting and groaning helplessly. Her body was all over the back seat. Reaching outwards, she grasped the armrest on the door and held on for dear life. Her right leg dangled from the edge of the seat. Raising it, Lou pushed it toward the front seat. Robbie grasped her ankle and held it so that the blonde's legs were widely spread.
As soon as Lou had done this, Sheila felt the fat prick sliding even deeper into her soaked quim. She cried out and ground her snatch against the base of his joint. Her ass was hot and tight. It slapped him in the stomach. Sheila buried her face in the seat and screamed as the slit juice filled her hot well and completely saturated Lou's cock and balls.
He slammed his prick into her and smiled when a warm spray of honey caught him on the thighs. He drove harder and harder into her. Sheila gasped and whimpered each time the dong slammed into her throbbing pussy. She felt herself growing weak. She let go of the armrest and fell limply to the seat. Lou did not give her a break. His prick continued to split apart her hot, wet insides.
Soon she went crazy, her body exploding into orgasm. Hot, thick jets of fluid filled her insides. Her skin was flushed. She wailed and wailed until she was too weak to cry out. Her cunt cream continued jolting out of her throbbing hole. Lou sprayed her with prick juice, but she hardly felt it. Her body continued jerking and writhing until she was bone-dry.
A few moments later, they were pulling up the long, paved driveway that led to Neil's house.