David Ingram - Hot pants bride

"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.