Paula Cash - Closet Queen

Mr. Skelton froze.' Mr. Skelton slammed the closet door. He moved to the outside door with unseemly haste.

"Well, dammit, boys, cut out the racket," he said. The door slammed. He was gone.

Cheryl emerged from her hiding place to find Spider, Tom and Harold expiring in mad laughter.

"I don't understand. Why did he beat it when you talked about rubber sex dolls?”

"Be-because-he has one – uses one-" gasped Spider. "He thinks nobody knows. It's the biggest non-secret in the Sig house!”

It took the Sigs quite a while to come down off that one.

The orgy started slowly as the young people quieted down for the real action. Cheryl let Spider ease her down on his bed and they began to kiss. Tom and Harold made a love sandwich of Abby, one pressing her from the front, one from the rear as they teased her to remove the last of her clothes. Scotty stayed happy for the moment, trying out Spider's set of vibrators that she could feel very well through bikini panties.

"Baby, I want you," murmured Spider to Cheryl, slipping out of his shorts. In not quite a half-hour he was hard and ready again. Naked, he snuggled to her.

Cheryl said: "You gave me a horrible time with the Gypsy. Why don't you try the new girl?”

“Maybe later. You're number one, honey."

He went for Cheryl's panties and she let him because she detected real feeling in his voice. Spider Strawn, she realized happily, was involved in his last orgy for a while, because he really dug her. She knew they'd be one-to-one after tonight. The best lover, she decided, was the man who'd done it all, because he wasn't looking for new kicks, for trick stuff he hadn't tried yet. She let him kiss and fondle her until a delicious warmth possessed her cunt and belly and she got randy. The others fooled around. In their shyness they let she and Spider take the lead.

Cheryl felt like an absolute queen as her cunt flowed, her tits glowed and her whole body began to thrill. At last she mounted Spider's belly.

"The buck starts here," she said.

She lifted up, took Spider's hard, ready prick and slid it into her cunt. All she had to do was give it a start inside her cunt lips. Spider, hot-eyed and boiling, thrust deeply into her so she had to grunt.

"Oh, I'm f-fucked.”

"Baby," he gasped.

She groaned at the warmth and hot good feeling of the invading cock as she became aware that the others watched, big-eyed.

"Tom, come here," Cheryl ordered.

It was an act of kindness because she knew Tom also dug her the most and was put out that Spider, the bolder, had captured her, though Tom had been first to have sex with her, Cheryl made Tom kneel at the head of the bed, facing her, beyond Spider's head. She leaned forward, keeping Spider's prick inside. Now she could reach Tom's cock, as hard and as big as Spider's, and feed it into her mouth. As Spider fucked up into her she sucked Tom's prick.

“Hey, you've used up two men,” complained Abby.

"It's my homecoming," laughed Cheryl. Who needed Vassar-an all girls' school? Brighton was her future, like her father before her.

He was all right, back in New York. He'd sold the Gypsy to Abby's father, for Abby's mother, as originally planned and did fine on his job. He told her in a couple of phone calls he'd begun to date a woman more his own age. Before they'd settled the tension between them he couldn't do that. She'd see him on his frequent trips to Brighton. She might have sex with him or she might not. That was the greatest freedom-the ability to say "maybe" instead of "never!" or "every time!" She surely wouldn't let him sodomize her behind any more. She had no desire for that. If, on his trips here, he got his cock into Abby's tail that was their business. She wouldn't ask, she wouldn't know, she wouldn't think about it. No, Brighton was her home for the next four years and she didn't mind giving up Paris, thanks to Abby's timely interference. She owed her roommate so much!

She also owed a lot to Brighton University. Thank heavens, she hadn't dropped out, so by hard studying in the next few weeks she could continue her freshman year and pass all her subjects:… But tonight was homecoming!

Tonight Cheryl was careful with her erotic arrangements. Always before she'd ripped recklessly through sex, on the defensive, fucked and sucked because she had to get that necklace. This was for love, for Spider, Tom and Harold, for her lustful youth and high spirits. She relished the taste of Tom's cock meat in her mouth and the way his belly quivered in good feeling as he looked down to see and feel his cock softly fucking into her mouth. His pleasure rose higher as he could also see Spider fuck her and feel the delicate response movements of her body.

Tom put one hand on her smooth shoulder and used the other to knead her breast. He let her take over. He was happy in sex heaven.

"Oh, my cock," he said. "You're sucking-sucking… ”

It was marvelously easy and rewarding if she kept control and set the rhythm. At first Spider looked daggers at her when she called Tom to join them. He wanted her all to himself. Well, it wouldn't hurt Mr. Smarts to let her take the lead for once. Very quickly Spider forgave her and began to enjoy the extra action. He felt his cock slide in and out of Cheryl's cunt in exquisite friction, while he pleased himself and her by kneading her free breast. He could look up to see the luscious cock suck inches above his head. If Spider's sex heaven was to be completely surrounded by a beautiful fucking and sucking young coed, he'd reached the pinnacle.

"Oh, Cheryl-the fuck of all time," he enthused.

Her body thrilled exquisitely. By sitting on Spider's prick, she had all the advantages of woman-on-top. With a slight shift of her loins she could change the angle while he could control the fuck from below. Her body shook with the luxurious suffusion of honey pleasure. She felt open, involved from her ankle to the top of her head with lustful sex. She was wrapped in outrageous prick slavery; yet she kept just enough of her senses to continue the steady, demanding suck on Tom's big prick.

"I-love you all," she gasped happily, breaking her seal on Tom's cock for a moment.

Meanwhile Abby made do with what was left to her. She got on the same bed as Cheryl and Spider and faced toward the foot of the bed, on her hands and knees, dog-fashion. She placed Scotty at her head and Harold at her crotch. She began to suck Scotty, directing Harold's prick with her hand. Cheryl noticed that Abby's hair still reeked of Spider's jissum, adding an exciting sex aroma to the air they all breathed.

As Abby started her action close beside them, faced the other way, Cheryl thrilled and twisted in joy, titillated by the action of the nude bodies so near.

Scotty with her legs spread wide for Abby's cunt suck cried:

"Oh, God. A Brighton orgy. Nothing like this in Colorado!”

"You'll forget all about vibrators," laughed Abby between sucks on the young girl's cunt.

"I'm doing it! I'm doing it! It's weird," cried Harold.

Abby grunted and groaned in full pleasure. Cheryl thought the Chicago redhead was the fastest cunt she'd ever met, the way the impulsive girl soared right to high joy so rapidly.

"Aagghhh! Her ass," Tom marveled, as he looked at the setup next to them.

"What?" called Spider.

Cheryl stopped sucking Tom long enough to look, meanwhile keeping him hot with gentle jack-off motions, her hand relishing the soft feel of her saliva on his hard prick. What she saw gave her another erotic rush.

"Oh, Abby," she moaned, "you're disgusting.”

"Harold's fucking into her asshole," said Torn, who could see best of all. "Right up in her ass. God, that's crazy. His prick's pushing right up her hole. I'm going to cum!”

"Abbbeeeee," wailed Scotty as she thrust her cunt faster on Abby's face. "Is Harold really gonging in your behind?”