Nick Eastwood - Hot horny newlywed

Bill was loving being in the spotlight, but he couldn't stay there forever. His rock-hard cock looked ready to burst, and his balls were swollen and taut. Andrea's fiery-hot little cunt was gripping his meat and growing tighter as she hurtled toward climax. Bill's flushed face and rolling eyes testified that he was just about to shoot his load.

"Awwwwww, fuckin' Christ," he groaned. "Give it to me as hard as you can, honey," Andrea groaned, "fuck my brains out."

Bill gathered his strength and fucked her like a stallion, making her body shake violently with the impact. She threw her head back, closed her eyes tightly, and rocketed into a powerful orgasm while the whole, room watched. As she let out a hoarse wail of ecstasy and began to convulse, a few people even applauded. But Bill didn't have much time to enjoy the applause, because he was coming himself a second later.

"Ahhhhh, honey, you did it, I'm coming," Andrea howled.

"Awwwwwww, shit, fuck, awwwwww!" Bill bellowed.

Andrea was coming so hard that she rolled right off his squirting cock, and his thick jizz spurted high in the air. That was a surprise ending, and it got laughter and more applause. Monica almost joined in. By now she was totally absorbed in the party and not at all embarrassed. But she was very, very horny by now, and she knew it was time she started looking around for a man.

Before she could get started, though, another couple walked to the center of the room and started to strip. Andrea and Bill were still lying there catching their breath, and as they recognized the new couple they began to laugh. It was Bill's wife Tracy and Andrea's husband Jim. In fact most of the room was laughing, and Monica joined in.

"You guys think you're such hot stuff," Tracy grinned, "we just had to show you what a class act really looks like."

"That's right," Jim chuckled, "we're gonna make you look like amateurs."

"Bull shit," Bill exclaimed.

"You guys are really full of it," Andrea agreed.

But she and Bill moved back out of the way as their spouses took over the show. Tracy was a curvy little blond with large firm tits. Jim was tall and lean like a basketball player. Physically they were so mismatched that Tracy had to stand on tiptoe to kiss him. Monica was full of naughty curiosity, wondering how they could get it on with that huge difference in their heights. She'd soon rind out.

Jim's cock matched the rest of him. It was long and lean, and right now it was hard as steel, weaving heavily and lewdly before him. Tracy didn't even have to kneel to get it in her mouth. She eagerly fisted the stiff shaft and guided the swollen purple head between her lips. She started sucking loudly and hungrily on his meat, and the big man shivered with pleasure.

"Go easy with that stuff, baby," he leered, "or we're gonna have a mighty short performance."

Tracy nodded but went on sucking, greedy for his cream. She had her cheeks drawn in sharply, and she was suctioning the hot juice out of his cock and gobbling it. Monica found herself drooling as she watched. She was pretty hungry for some cock juice herself. She'd go looking for a man of her own very soon, but she just had to see the rest of this performance. She could see how easy it would be to get hooked on these swinging parties.

"Christ, I'm about to come," Jim gasped, staggering back away from Tracy.

His long rigid cock was glistening with her spit, and it was dripping a steady supply of hot cream. He'd barely managed to keep from coming as the hungry little blond sucked his cock. His lust was urgent, and Tracy recognized that. Without any more delays she dropped to her hands and knees on the deep soft rug. Jim gave a lusty growl and knelt behind her, grasping her slim but curvy hips.

He socked the engorged head of his cock into her juicy little cuntal opening.

"Oooooo, yeah, honey, get into me," she squealed.

Monica shivered with need and creamed heavily into her soaked panties. She watched Jim's massive boner gliding slowly but steadily into Tracy's cunt. It seemed to go into her forever, and it was almost agony for Monica to watch, she needed to be fucked so badly. She imagined that rock-hard boner cramming her cunt, and she gave a little moan of longing.

"Oooooo, shit, ooooo," Tracy was squealing, "this guy's got the longest cock in the world."

Tell me about it, Monica thought feverishly. That settled it – the moment this little show was over, she was going to seek out a horny male and do something about the raging fire in her cunt. Jim and Tracy might be followed by other acts, but if she stayed to see them she'd go out of her mind with lust. She stood there grinding her thighs together in a hopeless attempt to ease her horniness. She moaned as Jim slid his cock the last inch into Tracy's pussy.

"Mmmmmmm, honey, that feels great," Tracy sighed. "Now fuck me with it, fuck me real hard."

Jim snorted with lust and began fucking her like a pile driver, his flat belly slapping loudly against her ass. Like Bill before him, he was too horny to be slow or gentle. His eyes gleamed with hot lust as he hammered his long hard prick into the girl's juice-slick pussy hole. Tracy clawed the rug and wailed in ecstasy as she took his rough quick fucking.

"Oooooo, shit, that's it," she panted, "really give it to me, honey, fuck hard."

Monica was practically whimpering with horniness, and once again she had the insane urge to play with herself. She was sure that half a dozen strokes of her clit with a stiff finger would do the job. She could whip into the bathroom and get herself off in no time. But she didn't want to do it that way. She wanted to be fucked. And she also wanted to see the end of this exciting fuck between Jim and Tracy.

"Ooooo, shit, whaahhhh," Tracy was howling. Jim was giving it to her so hard, her whole body shook, her nice ripe tits swinging and wobbling. She had to grasp the rug to keep from being knocked over. But her face was a mask of ecstasy as she took the hot hammering, and in a few more seconds she let out a piercing wail of release.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, fuck, ahhhhh!" she screamed, her petite body convulsing in a hot orgasm.

"Take my come, baby, take it, aaaggghhh!" Jim roared.

"Yeah, cream me, fill me!" Tracy moaned. By now Monica was too urgently horny to stand still any longer. She started around the room, on the prowl for an attractive man who wanted to fuck her. She figured that in this crowd she wouldn't have to very far. Everybody was fair game, all marriage vows temporarily suspended. She could fuck any guy in the room, a thrilling prospect for the frantically lusty young bride…

Monica wasn't aware of what a striking figure she made in that skin-tight black sequined jump suit and those black high heels. As she strode around the room, men stared after her, giving her lusty looks. Pretty soon she had a small pack of guys trailing her. Finally one of them strode ahead of the pack and caught up with her.

"Hello there," he said, "I'm Paul. Want to get it on?"

Monica stopped short and stared at him. She was a tall girl and there weren't many men she had to look up at, but Paul was one of them. He was probably six-feet-five, a powerful bearded giant, and he looked as if he pumped iron. His massive muscular body turned her on like crazy. His proposition had been pretty blunt, but she didn't hesitate to accept it. After all, it was that kind of party.

"Sue, Paul," she said, "I'd love to get it on with you. My name's Monica. Shall we go to the guest room?"

"Guest room?" Paul smiled. "Why? What's wrong with the living room?"

Monica blushed clear down to her toes. "Well, Paul, this is my first party," she said, "and I don't think I have the nerve to do it in front of people."

"Oh, that's easy," he said. "As soon as you get really turned on, you don't mind having an audience. Or maybe you're the kind who'll even get off on it. A lot of us do. Come on."