"Yes… oh, yessssss," she gasped, as he plowed his long rod of male flesh into her hotly welcoming vagina, pressing great waves of her clinging pussy flesh in ripples of erotic pleasure before it.
This was what she had wanted for so long, her every forbidden wish seemed to be coming true. Her belly quaked and throbbed convulsively as the smooth pistoning shaft thrust headlong up into her belly again and again. Her mind whirled in useless efforts to reason out the lewd effects of his virile cock filling her, crushing pleasurably her inner organs as it dug even deeper. Fucking her as she had never been fucked before!
Jesus Christ! It felt like it would burst into her throat if he didn't stop! He was tearing her inhibitions from her body, and then devouring them as he flexed the hotly bulging head once, twice… gulping her inner cunt away in mouthfuls of depraved sensuality. Her former being was leaving her, and there was nothing left now but his steadily driving cock in her hot sucking cunt, filling her with a wild, never-before-experienced sexual ecstasy.
Beside her, Bob Weston turned her lovely face toward him and began moving his long hard penis back into her mouth, filling her clasping inner cheeks with a delicious feeling of wanton abandon.
"Oh yes… let me suck your cock, too!" she gurgled around the already embedded penis in her mouth, her own sluttish words merely adding fuel to her inner fires.
Weston groaned as she reached down between his legs and gently squeezed his sperm-laden balls as he sank his saliva-glistening cock down the back of her willing throat. Sweat poured down his face as he strained to see between the nakedly writhing, wildly fucking bodies of his two neighbors. The tightly clasping lips of her pussy clutched like a strong fist at the thick fleshy shaft that was pistoning in and out of her pink vaginal opening in slow, urgent motions. He could see the rigid, shining penis pull nearly out of her hair-rimmed hole, then disappear again between the moist coral walls as Larry rammed his long hard cock into her tight little cunt again and again.
Suddenly, Jane knew she was going to explode into her orgasm. It was there, just around the corner, still teasing; forever tantalizing her!
Oh God, just a few seconds longer!
Immeasurable ecstasy began to flood through her tautly rippling belly and thighs. She began to fuck in unison with the two men in crazier gyrations, her shamelessly aroused body and mind all centering in now on the fantastic churning sensations deep in her heated loins. God-almighty, she had never been this turned on in her life?
Then she realized Larry's suddenly burgeoning cock up inside her belly was about to explode too. The thought excited her to a fever pitch of desire and her motions became even more frantic. His fucking thrust into her wildly quivering pussy became frenzied. Wilder and wilder he became, tossing her nakedly writhing body beneath him in his own obscene race towards orgasm.
Then… she began to cum… and cum… and cum some more… almost unendingly.
"I'm cccuuummmmiiinngg… aahh! Fuucccckkkk… fuuuuccckk me!" She vaguely realized that she was screaming "fuck me" over and over again like a record stuck in the same groove.
Larry buried his madly jerking penis as deep into the wet velvety heat of her tight little cunt as he could, and felt his cock expanding to even greater dimensions. He had held back as long as he could; he gave one last, pounding thrust that sank right up to his pelvis, wet and matted with the juices that nearly gushed from her madly convulsing pussy. And the flood of his sperm… held back so painfully long… exploded in a white, steaming burst that filled her belly with his warm load of jism.
Over and over – a dozen times or more his rapidly deflating cock fired its white hot cum into her greedy womb before collapsing into a useless, rubbery rope of flesh.
Jane's face fell forward on Weston's thigh. At some point she couldn't remember during her consciousness shattering orgasm, his stiffly thrusting cock had slipped from her madly sucking mouth.
Oh God, it had all been wonderful… marvelous… fantastic! Why did it have to end?
But then, abruptly, she knew it wasn't over yet, for Bob Weston's hands caressed her eagerly as he turned her over on her back. And again she felt that hungry void in her cunt being filled as his thick virile hardness slipped wetly into the tight little hole up between her obscenely widespread thighs.
"Fabulous… just fabulous," she mumbled drunkenly. "I could fuck all night…
"That's exactly what's coming down, baby!" Bob said, beginning to stroke in and out of her voluptuous young body.
CHAPTER FIVE
"If anyone understands, Jane, Christ knows I do." Mona Allan stated matter of fact "I've had enough experience with this kind of thing to know you need a little support… you can depend on me.
I'll be your friend Janie… I don't really understand why you didn't trust me before.
Jane looked at Mona seated on the brown sofa across the spacious modern living room from her. Jeff Allan was in bed, thank God, and so she didn't have to explain her predicament to him. So far, she'd only told the sexy jet-haired Mona bits and pieces about what had happened after she left the party at the pool.
"It's late, and I know you want to go to sleep," Mona said, "but with all that's happened tonight I need something to calm me down."
The tall sexy brunette left the room and Jane could hear her opening doors of cupboards around the kitchen. She felt odd having called on Mona of all people, but she didn't know what else to do. She was afraid to go back to her own apartment and face Matt but what she didn't know was that Matt was this very moment in the Allan's apartment. He had come back to the Allan's apartment when going upstairs and not finding Jane he had returned once again to the party. One thing led to another and the Allan's and Matt had just been involved in a three-way of their own!
Jane's social connections with the Allans had always been rather tenuous; Matt was friendly with Jeff, and they'd all played tennis on occasion, but she'd never been too fond of Mona, whose flamboyant life style contrasted with Jane's rather reserved inhibited nature; Now, when the chips were down the pretty blonde thought to herself, Mona had shown what kind of friend she could be, and it made her feel ashamed of the prudish face she'd put on even in high school when the brunette's name came up in conversation.
"I made yours pretty weak," Mona said arriving back in the living room with two Irish coffees.
Jane met her halfway and smiled thankfully for the drink the girl handed her. "I don't know how many drinks I've had tonight, but somehow I feel very sober," she said dropping to the carpet and looking up at the darkly attractive woman. Mona sat down on the couch, sipped her hot drink and said, "You can tell me what happened if you want to."
Jane went over the confused events after she had left the party, and drew in some details of her experience in the Leyton's bedroom, leaving the more lurid parts to Mona's imagination. She figured the Allan woman had had her share of similar misadventures and in her muddled state of mind decided that the curvaceous brunette deserved to hear the general outline of the story, especially since, according to Nancy Leyton anyway, Mona was the ringleader of all the couple or mate swapping that went on.
"So what happened, Janie?"
"I dimly remember going up to an apartment in the elevator… I didn't know it was the Leyton's till later… when I came to, both Larry and Bob Weston were there… Nancy was off with someone else, I guess… anyway I don't have to tell you what happened… I don't know how I'll ever face Matt…"
"Oh, he'll get over it," Mona said, knowingly. Chuckling to herself that at this very moment, Matt was still in her bedroom.