Kenneth Dylan: Orgy Afternoon

Linda was suddenly too excited to sit still. She got to her feet and she moved around the kitchen putting things away while she talked with her guests.

"I would love to have a couple of youngsters," she said. "The very idea entrances me. And, I just know that Bruce and I would be very good to them. I think we'd better think about this some more. We must talk about it again."

Carol thought that Linda's excitement was cute and she couldn't repress a smile. She reached out and pulled Linda into a quick hug and Linda realized that she was trembling wildly as the lovely young blonde kissed her and then let her go.

"You will learn all about slaves and that kind of fun," Carol promised. "We know the local brokers and they will be delighted to talk business with you. They bring you an album of photos of their young people available for adoption and then if you like any of them, they arrange a meeting and then you can-adopt the young girl or boy or both. You can arrange for the "adoption" of as many young people as you want."

"Don't they resent being used as sexual objects?" Linda asked.

Carol shook her head. "No," she said, smiling. "Remember, they are seeking that kind of life. They volunteer for slavery and sexual exploitation. I remember one cute little girl that I talked to in the home of-a couple that we know and like and she said that she loved sex. She thrived on any form of sex and she was unbelievably beautiful. Her complexion was glorious, and she was in excellent health. She attributed her excellent health and well-being to a busy and steady sex life. Too, she was convinced that her diet of sexual fluids kept her in a state of good health. Many girls believe that swallowing semen will do great things for their complexion and their general health. And, I think that they are right. I believe it myself."

Something about the conversation they were having and the nearness of Fred and Carol was affecting Linda disastrously and she could feel the trickling sensations of liquid orgasms in her loins and she was on fire with raw sexual urgings, too fired up to conduct anyone on a tour of the house.

Carol and Fred and Bruce were equally excited and they were very much aware of Linda's growing helplessness.

"The hell with this," Carol said quickly. "Let's go into the bedroom and get at each other. We can look at the house and gab later on."

Linda looked at Carol with an expression of great thankfulness. She wanted to say something, to let Carol know that she had said just what she had hoped for because she was really too sexually stimulated to carry on an intelligent conversation and she suspected that they were all in the same condition.

They arrived in the master bedroom but Linda was never aware of the trip. She was sure that her mind flaked out on her and when she was aware of things again, she felt Fred's hands on her person. He was unbuttoning things and when she felt the touch of his hands on her bare breasts she had a quick, convulsive orgasm and she was sure that it was a very wet one and that she would be leaking all over the place. She opened her eyes and saw that Carol and Bruce were tearing at each other's clothes and then she felt Fred's fingers in her slit and one slid into her depths and she collapsed onto the bed with a soft little moan of pure bliss. Her hands were busy too and she had a firm grasp on Fred's hard cock. She used one hand to unbuckle his belt and drop his pants and then his shorts while her other hand kepi its hold on his cock. He was shaking and she knew that he was trying to get his cock into her and she was aching to feel its hardness all the way up to her tonsils. She guided him with her fingertips and he was on top of her and then he was plunging In and out of her with frantic speed and eagerness.

She flung her legs upwards and they locked around his waist and she could hear the shrill, whistling noises she was making in her nostrils and her throat and then her body was vibrating against him as an orgasm of great magnitude almost split her in two. She was weeping and sobbing, torn and twisted cruelly by exceptional pleasures, He began pimping his juices into her and she could feel the hot spatters against her aroused depths and she came all over again, too stimulated to contain herself.

He collapsed on top of her and she relaxed and seemed to flow into the sheets like something liquid and used and suddenly unnecessary anymore. He kissed her mouth, warmly, sweetly and that revitalized her and gave her a brand-new lease on life and its pleasures. She turned her head to one side and she could see that Bruce was naked and plunging himself into the lovely young blonde, Carol was just as wild for it as she was and she could see the way the lovely white thighs squeezed and imprisoned Bruce's body. Carol was threshing around and squealing and the way Bruce was ploughing himself into her, she could see the wet, glistening valley between Carol's legs. She was overcome by a sudden desire to lick the pretty young girl's skin there, to taste the juices of their union, and then her mind skidded off again as Fred began moving in her sheath again. She was squirming her hips against his thighs and she could feel his hot breath against the side of her throat. When he began moving in her again she was too aroused and delighted by sensual ecstasies to pay too much attention to anything other than the things that she and Fred were doing. She knew that Bruce and Carol were having a nice time, too, and she was glad of that.

She soared for a long time, then Fred was bursting in her again and she was spending her own energies and juices. When he collapsed on her, they clung together, shaking and gasping for air for a long time.

When he withdrew, she felt empty and used. He had enjoyed himself, she knew, and she had done very well for herself, too. Bruce was sitting up, his cock as soft as Fred's and when he found her cigarettes, she held her hand out for one. Bruce gave her a funny little grin as he handed her the cigarette. He was still shaken and struggling for calm. She looked at Carol and she could see that the gorgeous young blonde was still turned on, shaking with frenzies that simply would not quit.

Carol was moving over toward her and she could see the intent, avid look in the lovely face. She knew, instinctively, what Carol was after and she opened her legs and welcomed the girl into her leaking crotch. Carol began licking her slit and the delicate touch of the tiny tongue began effecting her and she was off into orbit again in short order. Carol slid her long legs and luscious -thighs close to Linda's face and she made the next move herself. She reacted without thinking, without making a big thing out of her first lesbian encounter. Carol's tiny little slit was exuding the fruits of Bruce's balls and she ached with a quick and sudden hunger for the nectars that their sexual efforts had released.

When Carol rolled on top of her so that she could bend her head down between Linda's smooth white thighs, she moved her head so that her open mouth was glued to Carol's overflowing slit. She began sliding her tongue in and out of the small opening and she felt Carol's hips quivering and then the warm little opening was clenching and spilling new honey into her avid mouth. She could feel the wild and delicious thrills that Carol's lips and tongue and clever hands were inducing in her own body and she began to duplicate the lovely sensations for Carol. She was sure that she adored the pretty little blonde and she loved the taste of Carol's cunt and she would love to spend many future hours doings what they were doing and learning how to provide even better thrills for her brand new friend.

She had no idea how long she and Carol sucked each other's cunt, but she finally sat up, alert again, sated temporarily, and she took the cigarette that Bruce handed her and she matched his grin, unashamed as happy and at ease as Carol was.