Paulette Smalls - Come and get it!

As if he were about to pray, John very carefully got down on his knees in front of Val, positioning himself between her widely parted thighs. His face was on a direct level with her pussy, and he found himself staring directly at it. The wet, sexy odor of her excitement tickled under his nostrils, and he inhaled it deeply, while he committed to memory every curve, line, wrinkle, and hair of her oozing slit. Using both hands, he reached up and began to roll her panties and panty hose down her legs. When they were down to her knees, he reached back up and separated the lips of her cunt, using both hands. Gazing at her fully exposed, throbbing pink clit for a long while, John sighed audibly, and then he pushed his tongue past his lips and began to lick Val's pussy.

"Oh… fabulous!" Val moaned, grinding her cunt hard into John's face. His tongue worked with all the skill and precision of an expert craftsman, sticking her with it as if it were a needle, prodding her into an almost instantaneous state of frenzy. Grabbing onto his head with both hands, she spread her thighs as far apart as she could get them. With her shoulders wedged against the wall for support, she arched her spine and brought the underside of her crotch in direct contact with John's face. She held herself poised, balanced on the tip of her toes, while he licked her from one end of her slit to the other, making her come twice. She rolled her hips around, and smeared her pussy all over his tongue. "Love it, baby… love it! God, what a tongue. Make me come again! Oh… fabulous!"

John stood up. He was visibly shaking, and his face was flushed hotly, dripping with sweat. His cock stood out of his pants at a right angle, hot and swollen and bright red with barely controlled excitement. Smeared all across his face was Val's discharges.

"I think I'm ready," he said, breathing hard. "Let me lean against the wall."

They exchanged places. John stood with his shoulders against the bricks, his legs spread out in front of him. Down the front of his pants his balls dangled, and standing like the trunk of a tree, his long thick cock rose from the yawning mouth of his zipper. Prepared to get down on her knees, Val pulled up her panties and panty hose. Her crotch was drenched in wetness, and she was so loose and open, the crotch piece of her panties slipped right up between the lips of her pussy.

"Wait!" John said, stopping her as she began to kneel. "Sell me your panties."

"What?"

"Sell me your panties!"

"But…"

"Don't argue with me. Here's five dollars. Now give me your panties!"

Val looked at the money in her hand. She was too excited not to do it. "All right," she said and began to undress.

"Rub your panties all over your pussy!" John urged. "I want them all wet and randy smelling. Please, hurry. I want to come!"

Val stripped off her panty hose, kicking off her shoes in her eagerness, standing barefoot on the cold concrete landing. She rubbed her pussy with both hands, grinding the material of her pale yellow panties all over her creaming underside. Then she pulled the panties off and handed them to her John, dropping finally to her knees in front of him.

"Now suck my cock!" he cried, crushing the raunchy, wet material across his mouth and nose. He inhaled deeply, his head reeling with exquisite anticipation, and licked his tongue up and down the damp, oozy stain which completely covered the crotch of Val's panties. "Now suck my cock! I'm going to come in your mouth!"

Holding his cock steady with both hands, Val slid him into her mouth. His cock was incredibly hot, throbbing on her tongue, inching past her tightly gripping lips as he slipped deeper and deeper in. Sucking him as hard as she could, lapping her tongue rapidly up and down, she could feel the head of his cock hammering at the back of her throat. When her lips touched the base of his belly, and the full length of his pulsing shaft was in her mouth, she began to pump her head up and down, sucking his cock.

"I'm coming!" John cried, his sperm spraying hotly into Val's mouth. He rubbed the wet smell of her pussy all over his face, and that made him come harder, better. "Suck you, whore! Suck my cock! Aaahhh!"

As her mouth began to fill up with his sperm, Val began to come again. Without ever touching herself, without rubbing her thighs together, Val found herself coming. Her orgasm was very intense, very powerful, and left her stunned! She began swallowing just to keep from gagging, her cheeks puffing out with the swirling hot liquid, some of it oozing down her chin. The more he came, the better her orgasm got. She kept rubbing his cock with her tongue, tickling the underside of his shaft, trying to coax out more and more sperm. Catching each shimmering blob on her tongue, she flit it back into her mouth, shuddering in pleasure as it slid down her throat.

The orgasm was so good, she even considered giving him back his money. She didn't, however.

Doug moved aimlessly through the apartment, clutching a glass of Scotch in one hand, masturbating himself with the other. Incredible! he thought. An orgy – an honest to God orgy! It was everything the Holbrooks had promised it would be, that and more – much, much more. Scanning each room before he entered; he found himself almost bewildered by the surrealistic scenes of depravity going on all around him, turned on by the erotic visions which maintained his throbbing hard-on.

"Oh, I'm coming! Do it again… harder!" a woman's breathless voice squealed, attracting his attention. "I'm commmmmmmmpphhh!"

Doug looked to the side, and on the rug, next to the bed, was a woman, her legs kicking high in the air, spread wide apart. On top of her, a small, heavy man was pummeling his cock in and out of her pussy. Another man was standing over her, and just as she began to come, the man lowered himself onto the woman's face, and shoved his prick into her mouth. The man fucking her cunt went wild as he watched her sucking the interloper, and his stubby cock jumped and pulsated inside her quim. His come jerked out of him in thick, flowing blobs.

Doug squeezed his hard-on, debating whether to join the horny trio or not. Jessi had said that there were no rules at their orgies. Anyone could join at anytime, just as long as the others agreed. The woman, creaming all over the cock pistoning into her, sucking dry the other filling her mouth, did not look as if she would refuse anything at the moment. But, as. Doug watched her swallow gulp after hot gulp of hot semen, he realized that there wasn't any room left for him on her willing body. Her ass… maybe. No, she wasn't in the right position.

Doug moved on.

In the foyer, on the way to the kitchen to refill his glass of Scotch, Doug was stopped by a blonde woman, in the mid-thirties. She stepped in front of him, preventing him from entering the kitchen, and placed her hand on his chest.

"Say, I haven't seen you before," she said, curling the soft hairs on his chest. "You're kind of cute."

"I'm a guest of the Holbrooks." He appraised her body, which was slightly plump and a little too pink, but nevertheless, very enticing. "And this is my first orgy."

She looked positively delighted. "Your first orgy ever?"

As she ran both hands up and down his arms, admiring his rippling muscles, Doug realized she was turned on by his admission that this might have been his very first orgy. He felt oddly embarrassed.

"Yes," he admitted. "It's my first – ever."

"Ohhh. Have you made it with anyone yet tonight?"

Doug shook his head. "I've been wandering around. Kind of getting the feel of things."

Staring at his hand, which still clutched at his cock, she laughed at Doug's unintended joke. When Doug realized, he joined, her in laughing, his face slightly tinged with a flush. He let go of his rod, rubbing his hand on his thigh. His cock stood straight out, pointing at her belly.