Brian Layer - Mom in the raw

lingers up her pussy.

The black-haired chick lay down in front of the couch and began giving bill head as he continued to eat Peg's cunt. Jim couldn't believe he was part of that weird scene.

Clair was sucking him to ecstasy. She was able, to take his prick surprisingly far down her throat. It must be reaching halfway down to her stomach, Jim thought as her nose approached his pubic curls. It felt great to have his cock swallowed; her throat yanked on his prick and it was a unique experience.

He was playing with that redhead's cunt and she was moaning in pleasure. The faster Clair sucked his prick, the more vigorously Jim fingered the pussy. He didn't want to be the first to come, and he hurried to bring the redhead off. He pulled her within tit-sucking distance and gobbled up her stiff nipple, while she grabbed at Peg's enormous knockers.

There was another knock at the door. Peg was moaning in orgasmic ecstasy so Bill couldn't take his face from her muff, but he jerked his thumb at the door in a sign that someone else should let them in.

"Come in." Jim yelled. He had to take his mouth away from that tit he was sucking, but that wasn't important. He was about to grab the tit

again with his mouth when he saw Tom and Chuck walk in. They both stopped in their tracks when they saw what was-going on. The couch was almost hidden behind a solid mass of flesh.

Jim felt like a hero with his buddies there staring, mouths gaping, at the proceedings. They slowly approached the fucking, sucking people as if they hadn't seen human beings before. Well, they had never seen people engaged like that and it was startling to a couple of horny, young kids. They seemed to catch on all of a sudden and began tearing their clothes off. When they were naked with their cocks leading the way, they approached the couch eagerly.

The dark-haired girl blowing Bill wasn't occupied below the neck; so Tom and Chuck sat down beside her and began working her over, Tom fondling her tits and Chuck probing her cunt, which she thrust out at the happy boy.

Jim and the redheaded chick he was fingering both began to make desperate sounds that indicated they were about to come. Jim's cock was burning with intense ecstasy in Clair's mouth as her head moved up and down. The tender underside of his prick was sliding over her tongue and down her throat.

As the jolts of pleasure ripped into his brain, Jim was massaging the insides of the redhead's

twat with all his, might and skill. She leaned over and grabbed his head to hold on in her bliss. Jim could feel her breath on his face as she gasped in the contractions of her orgasm.

Jim's gism began shooting into Clair's mouth and she swallowed the goo as fast as he pumped it out. The redhead collapsed on Jim as Clair licked his prick clean. Jim made her comfortable on his lap and spoke to his buddies who were busy at his feet.

"Where's Joe?" he asked them.

Tom didn't answer because he had a mouthful of tithe was sucking on, but Chuck said that Joe couldn't get out of the house. His mother wouldn't let him.

There was another knock at the door. By this time, Bill was finished with Peg and he went to answer the door. Two guys and two chicks came in. They said hello to Bill, looked around and casually began taking off their clothes.

"I see you have some new talent tonight," one of the guys said.

Before he knew what had happened, Jim's cock was hard again and the couch was buried under a huge pile of naked people. He couldn't see who it was but someone had grabbed his prick and began doing something very nice to it. At first he thought someone was going to suck him off again,

but then it felt as if his prick was sinking into a cunt. Well, it didn't really matter as long as the pleasure was coming through.

Jim found a tit pushing against the side of his face and he turned to take the jug into his mouth. As he sucked, his hands roamed through the tangle of flesh. He grabbed something that felt like a girl's thigh, and followed it to its logical conclusion. Sure enough, he came to a hot, wet pussy, but there was already a finger in it. He groped the other way, and found a tit to fondle. Now he had a tit in his mouth and another in his hand. He still had an empty hand so he sent it searching.

He found an empty pussy to finger. The cunt, or throat, or whatever it was on his prick, began to spasm wildly, but Jim wasn't going to come so soon after his last orgasm. His prick seemed to be stuck in between orgasms, but it felt great so he was in no hurry. His cock was abandoned but he knew that a stiff prick wouldn't go unnoticed in that pile.

Now his cock was taken into a mouth and he thought he was ready to come again. Sure enough, while chewing on a tit and handling another plus fingering a cunt, he came with even more power than the first time. Whoever had sucked him off had done so exceedingly well, and he was left limp and spent. He needed a rest and something to

drink, so he began crawling out of the maze of arms and legs and bodies. It wasn't easy to get out and when he staggered across the room and sat in a chair, he was amazed when he got a view of that pile that he'd been part of.

It was incredible. A solid mountain of naked people covered the couch and spilled over on the floor. It looked like a bucket of worms, but the shapes were nicer. A few tits sticking out here and there, a pumping ass and flailing legs were noticeable at the edges of the human heap. The sounds of countless fits of passion rose out of the orgy-knot like a chorus of haunting ghosts.

Jim was fascinated and his prick was swelling again. After a few swallows of water, he was ready to crawl into the warm tangle again. As he merged with the writhing people of the orgy he had a great feeling of being part of something special.

Bill and Peg got married and went on a honeymoon, but Jim had met a lot of Bill's friends so he had plenty of sex while they were gone. When they got back, they bought a new house and all lived in harmony in every way. Jim had long since forgotten what it had been like to be horny. In fact, sometimes he went to his room for some peace and quiet while an orgy raged in the living room.

He did still participate, though. And very often, his mother would go to bed with him rather than with her new husbands Also, Jim was getting to

be quite a stud around the neighborhood. Word had gotten out about his home life and it seemed to attract chicks. Jim was far from shy these days, and his independence from the chicks his own age gave him even more appeal.

Jim began to get restless. His sex life was better than bed ever imagined, but there scented to be something miming, and after thinking about it for a few weeks, he decided that the missing ingredient was challenge. If all he had to do to get laid was go home and climb into bed with his mother, or wait until the next or', it we bound to take the edge off the excitement.

He wondered what he could do to put some of the uncertainty back into his sex life. One day when he was strolling through the park, he spotted Phyllis, a girl he knew from school. She was alone too, and a she strolled along. She held an open book under her nose and peered into it. She was the smartest kid in the school, if not the sexiest.

She was slender and fairly flat-chested, although when she wore the tight things, her nipples poked out promiscuously. She wore thick glasses, naturally, and had slightly bucked teeth. Jim was walking behind her and he could see her thin ass swaying in her loose-fitting slacks.

He was surprised to feel his prick stirring, but then he relived that Phyllis was just what he

needed: a challenge. As far as he knew, she didn't date anyone and he'd never seen her at any of the school dances or anything like that. She must have spent all her time studying or with her nose in a book, like she had now even though she was strolling through the park.