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Wow! My cock continued to grow in Debby's now come soaked pussy. I reached up and took her arms. Pulling them downwards, I lifted my weight off her body, and pushed her hands towards her own pussy. Shortly thereafter I could feel her fingers massaging her own clit. I kept my cock in her cunt, not moving, but feeling it gently grip and release me.

Anthony must have recuperated by now, because the next thing we heard was, "Now just kneel there on the floor and lean onto the couch… no, no, leave your hands right where they are… spread your legs more… unnnh…"

I was fully erect, too, by now. I slowly pulled out of Debby's drenched pussy. Positioning my cockhead in the crack of her ass, I reached down and directed it towards her sphincter. Finding her little, rubbery ring, I slowly pushed the head in, holding my cock in one hand to ensure penetration. I kept pushing, as Debby moaned into the comforter, until I was fully engulfed. God, was she hot and tight!

Our assfuck didn't last long. As soon as her ass had accommodated me, I began plunging in and out, hard and fast. Below us, Anthony was doing the same. Elizabeth, either forgetting her guests, or just not giving a shit anymore, was screaming out her pleasure. This kind of action can't go on very long, and ours didn't. We all came within seconds of each other.

Mercifully, Elizabeth was sated, even if only for the night. Shortly thereafter, her lover dressed and left, and Debby and I crawled back into our bed and collapsed into sleep.

The rest of the next month we slowly got back to our normal selves. Rather than fucking three times a day, and more on weekends, we settled down to our regular twice a night. Oh, for sure some days we did much more, and some days, not at all. But in general, the mad frenzy we had been in since that first party at Jerry and Carol's passed. We both went back to wearing underwear most of the time.

The month passed quickly enough. Amazingly, we had really lucked out on our schedule for July. The party was the last Friday night, and Jenny could sit again. And starting Saturday, the boys went to Scout camp for a week. So Debby and I had made plans to take a trip of our own, to the seashore. We planned to fuck ourselves silly for an entire week, with no kids around to interrupt us.

I got home that Friday evening in time to open the door for the babysitter, running across from her house across the street. It was pouring outside, and Jenny's nipples were clearly visible through the thin cotton of the tee shirt. Just as I closed the door, the bell rang. I opened it to greet a semi-pissed off pizza delivery guy. Apparently, while staring at Jenny's chest, I had closed the door in his face. A big tip was in order.

I carried the pizza into the kitchen and set it on the table. Jenny and the boys appeared as if by magic, and promptly began devouring slices. For a few moments I stared at the young girls tits, clearly outlined by the clinging fabric. Then I tore my gaze away, before she caught an old pervert watching. I wandered upstairs to change.

I entered our bedroom and heard the shower running. As I stripped down, the water stopped, and I heard Debby drying herself. I was naked when she came out of the bathroom. She came into my arms and gave me a long, sloppy kiss. More than a kiss, it was whole body foreplay, as she squirmed against me. Her nipples dug into my chest, as her cunt and navel rubbed against my groin and belly. My cock, semi-rigid already, sprang into a full, glorious erection.

"Ready for more tradition?" she asked. At my grinning nod, she leaned against the dresser and hopped up on it. She scooted her ass forward until her pussy was at the edge, and spread her thighs wide. Then she reached down between us and took my hardon in both hands. After a brief hand job to make sure it was rock hard, she pulled me to her and tucked it into her cunt.

Christ, she was wet! And hot! She kept both hands at our joined crotches, rubbing both my dick and her pussy. Her legs she wrapped around my waist, and tightly hugged me to her. In turn, I placed both hands on her ass and hips, and began rapidly thrusting for all I was worth. The dresser began bucking against the wall, and I thought for sure they'd hear it downstairs. Not that I cared. Wild horses couldn't have dragged me out of Debby just then. After about fifteen minutes, both of us hot and sweaty, Debby began whimpering and twitching on my cock. This was the final spark for me. Back arching, I rammed in and standing on my toes, lifted her off the dresser. Impaled on me, we both came massively.

After a few moments wrapped in each other, we got our breaths back and separated. Together we went into the bathroom, but while I stepped into the shower, Debby stayed outside. When I invited her in to shower with me, she simply laughed.

"Then we'll never get to the party!"

"So what?"

"Oh, behave, Jimmy!" Debby picked up a washcloth and ran it under some water in the sink. She then began taking a sink bath. I left the shower door open and watched. She washed all over, taking quite a bit of care of her pussy and tits. Apparently, they were very dirty. I really got turned on when she sat on the toilet and pissed. Her legs were wide open and facing me, I could see the stream clearly. She really had to wash their again. My hardon was painful when I stepped from the shower.

"Christ, hun, I really need to fuck you again!" I pleaded.

"Nope. Maybe later. Now get dressed and get out. I've got to get ready."

"Please?"

"No," she laughed.

Tonight's party was at Bob and Bobbi's place. As we drove over, Debby loosened her long raincoat enough so that her legs showed through the opening. A lot of leg, too. She wouldn't let me see what she was wearing before we left, but it sure couldn't be much. No stockings, and no visible hemline. Was she naked? By the time we got there, I was rock hard again.

Matters didn't change when we got there. Bob let us in, and then directed Debby down the hall, where she disappeared into a bedroom. She still had on the raincoat. Confused, I wandered into the living room. Grabbing a beer from the bar, I sat down and asked Jeff what was up.

"It's Olympics Night," he responded gleefully.

"Huh?"

"Olympics Night. Didn't Debby tell you?"

"Nope."

"Probably wanted to surprise you."

I interrupted. "She surely did. What the hell is Olympics Night?"

Jeff grinned widely. "Several years ago, we had a party during the Olympics, and somebody bright made a joke about having the girls put on a competition. Any number of witty and not so witty suggestions were made, and the girls argued with us. Anyway, the bottom line was that, the following month the girls put on Olympics Night for the guys."

"No shit! Is there an Olympics Night where we have to do something, too?" I asked.

"Nah. We tried it once, and it bombed. But somehow this just keeps going, year in, year out," Jeff said.

"So what goes on?" I was really curious. Is this why Debby had been so secretive about her dressing? Must have been.

While Jeff and I were talking, the last couple, Dan and Cindy, had arrived. Cindy had been shuffled off to the bedroom, and Dan had dropped onto the couch next to me. He had overheard the tail end of the conversation, and responded, "Watch and see." Calling out loudly, he yelled, "Let the games begin!"

Amazingly, a loud trumpet fanfare blared out over the stereo. Most of the guys weren't expecting this, and they looked around, laughing. At this point, the six women marched down the hall and stood in a line across the living room. I hadn't really noticed before, but all of the armchairs and couches were in a line, so that we had two lines facing each other.

The women were all dressed similarly, if outrageously. First, they all wore what had to be the shortest skirts ever put out on the market. Skirts that barely, if at all, covered theirs asses and pussies. They also wore high heels, very high heels, much higher than they would normally wear. And it seemed as if they were wearing bras under their blouses and tops, which was rather unusual for these parties.