Nick Eastwood - Hot horny newlywed

"Hi," she leered, "I don't think you and I have gotten it on before, have we?"

"No, we haven't," Bill leered back. Then he turned to his wife and said, "Is it okay with you, honey?"

"That's what we're here for, sweetheart," Tracy smiled.

Monica was following this whole scene with her mouth hanging open. Her mouth opened even wider when Bill got up and started taking off his clothes. Andrea went on dancing in front of him, thrusting her mound at him in a way that left nothing to the imagination. She was horny for the guy, and she didn't mind if the whole world knew it. Bill stepped out of his shorts and revealed a cock-stand that wouldn't quit.

Monica swallowed hard, and once again she almost dropped her plate of food. It had started to slid off her lap, and she caught it just in time. She simply couldn't believe what was going on here. It looked as if Andrea and Bill were about to get it on in front of the whole party, and nobody acted like there was anything unusual going on. A few more people were watching them now, but nobody seemed shocked or upset.

Naked, Andrea and Bill danced to the center of the room, then sank down on the thick white carpet and started kissing and pawing each ether. Monica blushed beet red. Sure enough, they were going to make love in front of the whole party! As she was still sitting there speechless and red-faced, an attractive man passed by and remarked, "This ought to be really good. Andrea's never made it with him before."

"Uh, you know Andrea?" Monica managed to say.

"Yeah, she's my wife," the man replied casually.

He moved on and found a seat closer to the action. Now Monica's mind was totally blown. She glanced around the room till she saw Kurt, then hurried over to him. He was standing with a few other people, chatting, and they only occasionally glanced at the naked couple on the rug. Monica signaled Kurt that she wanted to talk to him privately.

"Kurt, what in the world is going on?" she whispered.

Kurt snorted with laughter. "Oh, I guess I forgot to tell you, didn't I?" he said. "My friends and I are all swingers. I thought you might like to join us."

"Swingers?" Monica exclaimed. "You mean you have parties like this all the time?"

"That's right." Kurt smiled. "Just relax and see what happens, Monica. I think that once you get used to the idea, you're really going to have a good time."

Monica wasn't so sure about that. She'd had quite a few sexual adventures herself over the last few days, but she wasn't prepared for anything like this. She hadn't been riding in the fast lane. Here were two people actually making love in public, and nobody here seemed a bit upset – except Monica herself. She just hoped she could take Kurt's advice and relax.

She found a place to stand back against the wall where nobody would notice her. By now Andrea and Bill had progressed from steamy tongue-kisses to intimate touches. Bill had his hand between the redhead's legs and was rubbing her pussy, while she had her fingers curled around his cock and was pumping it. To judge from their flushed faces and bright eyes, the two were hotly aroused.

"Lady, in about a minute I'm gonna have to fuck you," Bill growled.

"Oh, goody," Andrea giggled.

Monica was still blushing furiously, but she forced herself to go on watching. She had to admit that she was interested. Watching another couple make love might be very exciting. She felt her pussy starting to heat and moisten. It was hard not to imagine the pleasure Andrea was experiencing, and that made Monica start to get those horny feelings again.

Bill's hand was soaked with Andrea's juices as he massaged her slit. Her fingers were sticky with the hot cream that bubbled from his piss hole and ran down his shaft. The two of them were panting loudly now. They'd also collected quite an audience. Out of about a hundred people, only a few weren't watching the show. People were laughing, talking, eating, drinking, just as if they were watching a nightclub act.

But the talk stopped for a second as. Bill rolled onto his back and lifted Andrea up to straddle him. She poised her pretty red bush right over his thick stiff-standing cock. Then she teasingly rubbed her slick wet pussy back and forth over the engorged purple knob of his cock head. But Bill was too horny to play games. He grasped her by the waist and started shoving his steel-hard cock into her.

"Unnhhhh, yessss," Andrea gasped.

"Ahhhh, baby, you are hot," Bill groaned. Scalding cream overflowed her cunt and dribbled down his cock as he pushed into her. The fit must have been tight, because it took him awhile to get fully into her. Then with only his big coarse-haired balls showing, he paused to catch his breath. Sitting fully impaled on his throbbing dick, Andrea looked down at him with lust-hot eyes.

"Fuck me, Bill," she begged hoarsely, "really give it to me, honey."

"You got it, baby," he leered.

He started fucking her hard and fast, and her slim body shook as if she were riding a bucking bronco. Her luscious little tits bounced up and down, wobbling enticingly. Andrea gurgled with pleasure as she took the rough deep thrusts of Bill's pistoning cock. She creamed steadily, the pearly liquid gushing down his blue-veined shaft and soaking his balls and lower belly.

"This how you want it, baby?" he grinned. "Ahhhhh, yeah, I love it," Andrea panted, "keep fucking me hard, Bill, don't stop."

As she watched intently, Monica realized that she wasn't blushing any more. The heat had left her face and gone to her pussy. Her cunt slit was hot as fire, and the crotch of her panties was soaked with cream. She watched Bill's thick cock hammering in and out of Andrea's juicy little cunt, and all she could think of was how badly she needed a cock in her own horny little pussy. For one wild second she wished she was in Andrea's plate.

But that was outrageous. No way in the world would she fuck in front of an audience. She wasn't criticizing these people's life style.

They were just having fun, not hurting anybody else. But it wasn't for her. Or so she told herself as she stood there with her eyes glued to the action. She just couldn't tear herself away.

Andrea's whole body was rising and falling with the hard impact of Bill's fucking. Her flame-colored hair was flying, and her head was lolling back in ecstasy. Her features twisted into a lusty grimace, her teeth flashing. Bill was fucking her to a fever pitch of need, and now, as Monica well knew, all she could think about was coming.

"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee," she wailed.

Bill was grinning like a maniac as he hammered his meat into her. Obviously he liked fucking that pretty redhead, but it was just as obvious that he liked performing for an audience. He kept glancing around to make sure he was getting attention and that people were enjoying the show. He was the director and the star at the same time. Monica couldn't help smiling at his antics. If he thought he was losing his audience, he fucked Andrea even harder, propelling her into a new round of squeals and yelps and gurgles.

Monica didn't see how anybody could be bored with a show like that. She was riveted. And it was having its effect on her, she couldn't deny that. Her pussy was on fire, her panties soaked with her helplessly gushing cream. She had an insane desire to play with herself. It was obvious that before the party was over she'd have to find a man to satisfy her raging lust.

But when she did, she'd whisk him off to a bedroom, not fuck him in front of the whole party. She didn't have Andrea's nerve. The wailing redhead seemed to have no inhibitions at all. She was letting Bill know in a very loud voice that she loved the way he was fucking her. She didn't care if the whole world knew she was horny.

"Fuck it to me, you big bastard," she moaned, "fuck the living shit out of me, honey. Unnnnhhhh, you're doing it to me so damned good."