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The guys kept gathering round about her, tightening their circle, giving her less and less room. She was soon going from man to man without more than a second between.

Pete was just behind Barb now. There was a guy fucking her and another being blown. But the guy behind her was already moaning, about to come. Pete would be next!

"Ahhhhh!" the guy fucking her cried. His body shivered and jerked.

Pete's prick bucked mightily. The guy fucking her had come, had stopped lunging his prick, was gasping. Then he backed away and got up.

Before Barb knew her cunt was empty, Pete had fallen to his knees behind her and grabbed her hips. Then he shoved his swollen cockhead to her cunt and pressed his stomach against her ass.

With all the jism running from her cunt, and with the loosening of her twat from all the pricks, Pete's cock seemed to flow right into her.

Barb didn't even react. How could she as she bent forward to suck the prick in her mouth? Besides, she'd had so many pricks in her that her cunt must be numb, Pete thought. Nevertheless, finally getting to fuck his old girl friend was thrilling!

Pete pumped with all his might. Barb's tight cunt milked his cock, and Pete was soon gasping in sexual rapture.

He watched the group around Mrs. Clark as he fucked Barb. Every now and then he caught a glimpse of her between the men's bodies. She had a cock in each hand and there were a few cocks inside her, too. It looked as though a guy were standing in front of her, his hips thrust forward, his prick in her pussy. Another guy stood behind her, pressed against her ass, and he might have a prick in her too, Pete thought.

Watching this scene while fucking Barb was heady stuff. Pete was soon doubled over, resting his head on Barb's back as he came.

He'd done it – he fucked Barb, and it was heavenly! But, must as he was enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"Give a guy a chance," a big blond guy said.

So Pete had to drag himself away from Barb and let someone else fuck her. But he didn't mind. He wanted to see what was going on with Mrs. Clark, anyhow.

By the time Pete elbowed his way into the crowd around the woman, she was on the floor. Kneeling, she had a guy in front and a guy in back, and they were both fucking their pricks in and out of her. One was fucking her cunt, the other her ass.

Pete didn't have to wait long before the sight made his prick hard. Soon he was ready to fuck again. But he couldn't decide which end to go for. It looked as though guys were as eager to fuck her up the ass as they were to fuck her pussy.

He watched Mrs. Clark's body being bounced back and forth between the guys who fucked her. Since they fucked with different rhythms, they would sometimes both be lunging simultaneously, and sometimes lunging in turn. Mrs. Clark's body would be crashed by both men, then by one after the other.

"Ohhhhh! Eeeeee!" she moaned deliriously.

Every time someone got up from fucking Mrs. Clark, there was a scramble as guys elbowed each other, jostling for position. The most aggressive would then get in front of or behind Mrs. Clark and stick his cock into her body.

When a chubby guy pulled his prick from the woman's ass, several others began shoving their way to fill the vacancy. Pete saw his chance. The others were on the other side of the woman, but there was no one between him and her. So as the others pushed and shoved, Pete took his position.

Mrs. Clark's asshole was now well lubricated and stretched. It was no trouble getting his big prick in her. And since she was still being fucked in the cunt, she was already bucking her hips. It was like sticking his prick into a fucking machine. But that didn't lessen the pleasure and excitement of sticking his cock up this lusty chick's asshole!

Having come just a few minutes before, Pete was able to keep his prick fucking for quite a while. He was slowly brought to an orgasm, and it was a good one! Just as he came, the guy fucking Mrs. Clark's cunt pulled out, so he had her to himself until another guy replaced the prick in her cunt.

Reaching around her body and clutching her tits, Pete fucked his cock relentlessly up the woman's tight ass.

"Aaaaaa!" Mrs. Clark continuously wailed.

Pete came. It was a smashing climax and seemed to last for long minutes as he pumped his hips. When it diminished, he fell back and moved away. He knew there were those who hadn't yet experienced the pleasures of Mrs. Clark's asshole, and they were eager for their turns.

Pete dragged himself to the couch and sat down to rest. Now that he'd fucked both chicks, now that his passion had been soothed, the scene looked more bizarre than ever. Naked guys hovered around the two chicks like drones around queen bees. Each guy had a stinger protruding from his crotch, and after contact with one of the queens it drooped, but only temporarily.

"Gee, I never had a chance to fuck a woman after watching her do a striptease before," one guy was saying to another.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. Have you fucked the young one yet?"

"No, but she gave me a blow job. A good one, too!"

"Hey, here's another one!"

Pete looked to where the guy was pointing. Ann had come in and was standing in the doorway. This was the first time Pete had seen that stripper stunned. She looked at the orgy as though she didn't believe what she was seeing. She looked like her mother had looked when she and Pete walked in, but now the scene was even more incredible.

"Come on in, baby!" one of the guys yelled.

"Hey, more talent!" yelled another.

But Ann walked over to where her mother was getting fucked front and rear. She pushed away the hands that reached for her.

"What's going on?" Ann asked her delirious mother.

"We're f-f-fucking!" Mrs. Clark gasped. "C-c-can't you see?"

Then Ann went to her sister who was still on her knees. A guy knelt behind her, fucking her, but she wasn't sucking a cock at the moment and was able to talk.

"What the fuck's going on here?" Ann asked Barb.

"This is the Soccer Street Fucking Team," Barb said in a quavering voice. "A-and the bowling fuckers. Th-they're f-fucking us!"

Pete had to talk with Ann, to offer her an explanation. They went into the kitchen, chased out a few naked guys who were raiding the fridge, and Pete explained how they had received the phone calls from Barb, and how they came back to find the house full of naked buys fucking Barb.

"Naturally, your mother did her Madam La Rue number, then started fucking," Pete said.

"Well, I can't blame Barb," Ann said. "It must have been tough finding her mother fucking you like that."

"Yeah, twice," Pete said.

"But what are we doing to do now?" Ann asked.

"What do you mean?" Pete said.

"With all these guys! How are we going to get rid of them?" Ann said.

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about them. They'll go away when they're all fucked out. You could hurry it along by fucking some yourself."

Ann seemed to consider the suggestion. Pete saw Ann's face light up.

"Why not?" she said. "I've never had a chance to get gang-banged."

As he spoke to Ann, Pete's prick hung limp. But now as she pulled off her clothes, his cock stiffened. He held her tits as she pulled off her pants. When she was naked, he kissed her, leaning her over the kitchen table. She let herself rest on the cold, shiny table top, let Pete climb over her, and let him fuck her.

When he'd finished, Ann seemed strangely agitated. She quickly slid out from beneath Pete and ran into the living room. Pete wasn't surprised.

Pete left before the orgy was over. He'd fucked all three chicks, and didn't feel like hanging around to talk to them. Now that Barb had her revenge, though, Pete hoped to make up with her.