Brian Layer - Ann_s boy hunger

Once again she began leisure1y tickling her clitoris, and once again the phone rang. She decided to let it ring unanswered, but whoever it was was very persistent and the phone kept on ringing. The ringing disturbed her masturbatory efforts and she picked up the receiver. It was another old friend. Clark was a traveling salesman who called Ann when he was in town. He wanted to see her that night, too, and she invited him over. It would be more interesting if there was someone besides Peter around, she figured. Besides, Clark had a few odd habits that Ann enjoyed. This time, rather than hanging the phone up, she left the receiver off the hook. She wanted to get back to television and her clitoris. She was watching a nature show about black bears. It was nice to watch the big animals lumbering around, but if she weren't jerking off simultaneously, it wouldn't have been very exciting.

When a commercial came on, Ann put her finger squarely on the swollen love bud and wiggled it vigorously. The motion she applied to her clit was amplified and played back by her whole body as she shook with lust. She closed her eyes and put her head back, frying to make the sensations last as long as possible. When the bliss ended, she thought about the coming evening.

Peter the foot freak and Clark would make it a fairly interesting night, but she wanted morn. If she could arrange for a few more guests, she could have a real orgy. Ann began to think about various people with various tastes who could be invited. A whole rogues' gallery marched through her mind as she recognized some of the people she had fucked with in the last year. The more she thought about it, the better it seemed and she went to the phone and started calling.

Some of the people she called she hadn't seen in a long time, and they turned out to have disappeared from the scene, but about half the people she tailed she was able to talk to. When they heard that she was giving a party that night, most of them were eager to come. They knew that a party thrown by a chick like her would have to be a hot time.

Ann was really excited by the plan. She took a tower and called up the local deli. She had them bring over a whole feast, and the delivery boys figured into her plans, too. At about eight o'clock things began happening. Boys from the deli bringing in boxes of food, beer and snacks. Peter showed up, and as he was making himself comfortable, more people wandered in.

Soon there was music, people were milling around and few couples, triples and singles were involved in various forms of sexual play here and there around the apartment. Ann sat in her usual chair like a queen of sex surrounded by her court of perversion. She noticed that Peter had Sara, a lesbian hooker, cornered and was pulling off her shoes. Sara wasn't paying any attention to him, though, because she was watching Betty masturbate with a bottle of wine. When Betty pulled the bottle from her cunt, Henry, an old character who always managed to show up at all the orgies, grabbed the battle and took a big pull of wine from it. A group of young boys whom Carol brought in were sitting around watching Rose, Ann's old lezzie lover, sucking Mary's cunt.

Bertha, as usual was dancing near the record player and taking her clothes off seductively. Every time she threw a garment from her, Clark picked it up and used it to adorn his naked body. He had a pair of nylon stockings hanging from his stiff prick and was wearing a slinky pair of bikini panties like a surgical mask. A slim, masculine-looking woman was helping Bertha unfasten her bra.

The couch was covered with naked bodies entwined in a huge knot. There were so many people in the knot that they were spilling over onto the floor. Here and there in the human pile, there could be seen some pumping action and a face in an ecstatic expression stuck out from various places. Ann- could see that some people in the heap were connected to as many as four others. Drops of cum and cunt-,juice were seeping out from between the bodies.

Ann was sitting in her crotchless undies and nippleless bra. She had been watching the action until then, when a guy she hadn't seen before came over to her. He kneeled in front of her and stuck out his tongue in a curling motion. Ann slid forward until her cunt had passed the edge of the chair, and the guy stuck his face between her thighs and began lapping her pussy. He was a talented cunt-sucker and Ann enjoyed the show while her cunt was well taken care of.

A young boy was tying Silvia, an old friend of Ann's, to the bookcase in a spread-eagle position, and Ann concentrated on Silvia's cunt. Her inner lips stuck out of her gash and Ann remembered sucking on that protruding pink piece of cunt. Someone wanted to kneel on tht arms of Ann's chair and stick his cock in her mouth, but she didn't want to have her view spoiled and she explained that to the guy nicely. He understood and went looking for a more willing mouth.

The head between Ann's thighs was wagging back and forth as his tongue whipped over the interior of her cunt. She looked at other faces that were showing extreme rapture, as she felt her own face tighten in a grimace of ecstasy. Here and there sounds of pleasure could be heard competing with the music. Ann added her own voice to the din as her new friend brought her off. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the slim woman who had helped Bertha undress, being carried around the room by Dick. She had her back to him and it was obvious that his cock was up her ass. She was sticking her legs out in front of her and they were spread wide. Another guy with a big prick sticking up from 'his crotch walked between her legs and slipped his rod into her snatch. With two pricks in her, the two men held her between them and bounced her up and down on their cocks.

A woman was resting on the floor when a young boy came to her and lowered himself between her legs, sticking his face into the crack buried in her beaver. It wasn't long before a sexy bitch lay down beside him and took his prick into her mouth. As Ann watched, that chain grew as a chick, then a guy would go down on the last link. It soon became the longest daisy chain that Ann had ever seen. She went and joined it herself. Dropping to the floor, she took someone's prick into her mouth and began her famous blow-job on it. A link was soon attached to her, too. Not being satisfied to give a regular blow-job, she stuck her finger up the guy's ass and massaged his prostrate. Although she wasn't in a hurry, the guy began spewing his seed into her mouth. Even though the guy had come, Ann continued tonguing his prick until the daisy chain broke up.

Ann got up and looked around. She wanted to make sure that her party was going to be a success. Everywhere she looked, she saw crowds of people in sexual outrages. Even the food was in on the action. Beth, a wild fucker and a professional, was sticking cocktail wieners up her cunt and having different men, pull them out with their teeth. Another chick had stuffed her twat with olives and was standing on the table as a line of men passed by. With her talented cunt muscles, she dropped one olive in each of their mouths. Someone else was using chip dip to lubricate a woman's asshole for a little buggering.

As Ann looked around, she got a warm feeling. How nice it was to be able to throw a party for friends and have every one have such a good time. Yes, life had been good to her. Even though she was rich and beautiful, the things she liked most in life were free. Things like fucking and sucking and giving orgies for her friends. As she thought about these things, she felt a hand on her ankle. She was being pulled into a pile of fucking people. She didn't resist and let herself be drawn into the heap.

Warm, self bodies engulfed her. She was soon encased in a human sandwich. A prick could be felt probing her pussy and there was a mouth doing very nice things to her right lit. She founds a stiff cock and began to massage it, although she couldn't reach it with her mouth. Instead she sucked on a cunt that was near her face. She could tell by the taste that a few different pricks had left their loads in it. Another prick began bumping into her ass in an attempt to enter the hole, and Ann wanted him to get in there, but all she could do was wish the guy good luck. It was impossible for her to have helped him in the position she was in.