"Come on! Don't let me go alone!" she pleaded. "If you can't service me, get me a real man! I want more than just a big cock! I want some cum! Flood me, Sam! Choke me with it!"
He unloaded his charge. Her body shook from the force of his blast. The hot cum flooded her pussy. She felt it bounce off the walls of her cunt. She felt it fill her. She lay back panting from the excitement.
No need to tell Sam that she didn't join him. It had been a hell of a fuck anyway. She could get lots of pleasure from just knowing how she could drive a cock into such a frenzy. Suzy had settled for that.
Some day, perhaps, she would have her orgasm. Until then, she would get pleasure from receiving the charging semen of a man, any man. She caressed Sam as he looked down reverently at her lovely body. She kissed him and made him keep that big piece of meat in her as they lay on the bed.
"What a piece of tail!" Sam gasped. "What a fantastic piece of pussy."
Coming from a man like Sam, Suzy knew it was a compliment. Her body glowed from his adoration. Her head swam in delight at his approval.
CHAPTER TEN
The girl almost knocked Suzy over as she came running past. Two men were chasing her, panting, as they kept reaching to catch the long hair which flowed behind her. All three were naked as they ran through the double doors into what appeared to be a formal parlor.
The little blonde turned to watch and saw the men catch their prey. The slender brunette struggled against them feebly as they pulled her to the floor. The men laughed lewdly and held her down for a moment. Then one of them rolled over on top of her face. His cock pressed against her mouth and forced its way between her lips.
Suzanne gasped at the brazenness. She had heard rumors about Randy Colson's parties. Other than her sister, however, she had never known exactly who attended them. The girl and her two conquerors in the next room were from out of town.
She suspected everyone would be, everyone but she and Syl. She stared as the second man crawled over the lunging body of the brunette and rammed his cock roughly against her pussy. The pecker was buried into the black cunt-hair as he began pumping. The men laughed loudly and shouted encouragement to each other as they fucked the helpless girl.
"They caught her?" a young blond man asked as he stepped beside Suzy and calmly watched the scene with her. "I hope they fuck the hell out of her. She's been taunting everyone all night. The little cunt claimed that she could fuck any eight men under the table. We'll see how well she lasts tonight. First time here? I don't think I've seen you before. I can't imagine ever forgetting that pair of tits."
"My sister," Sylvia broke in, placing her hand affectionately on the young man's arm. "Suzy, this is Robert MacAdams. Watch yourself with him. He considers himself a hell of a stud."
"At your service," Bob laughed, giving the blonde a formal bow. "Damn! Syl said she had a hell of a good-looking sister, but I didn't expect Helen of Troy. Come on, I'll show you around."
He put his arm around the girl's shoulder and pulled her against him. As they walked toward the back of the house, Suzy looked to her sister for guidance. Syl smiled at her.
They walked into a room filled with people. A guitarist sat in the middle of the room, singing softly as he played. Suzy noted with amazing calmness that about half the people were naked. No one seemed to notice whether the person next to them was naked or clothed, not unless it was a man playing with a girl's tits or some girl holding a cock in her hand as lightly ad calmly as she might hold hands with a casual date.
"Drink?" Bob asked her, nodding to the long bar set up by one wall. "You name it, we have it. Booze, pot, sex, whatever."
Sun decided against it. She needed to keep her senses about her tonight. In this sort of atmosphere, she'd better not let herself get out of control. She shook her head and looked back to see if Syl had followed them. She saw no sign of her sister and felt a sudden flutter of insecurity. Sylvia had told her that she would be on her own here, but had assured her that no one would make her do anything she didn't agree to.
It was going to be a sex orgy, the older girl had made that clear. Nevertheless, mutual agreement was required from everyone. Still, the little blonde would have felt more protected had her sister been beside her. She would have especially welcomed the support of Syl if the guitarist was going to keep playing such sensual music and singing such suggestive lyrics. Her pussy was tingling from just standing here.
He was having a similar effect on several couples as well. Suzy saw them as they rolled back on the deep carpet or pulled huge pillows beneath them and began to feel one another up. Two pairs had already started fucking, not caring that they were surrounded by other people. Hell, she remembered, the three that passed her as she entered hadn't cared either.
She glanced down and saw the swelling cock against Bob's pants as his eyes kept staring down the top of her dress.
"All right," Bob laughed, "I'll show you the rest of the party. I said that all you had to do was name it and we offer it. Randy throws a hell of a party. There are plenty of bedrooms upstairs. If you like it out in the grass, then the gardens out back are ready. Come on. Maybe this crowd will interest you."
He opened a door and led her into a room where a dozen people, all naked, sat in a circle. In the middle was a small table with two stacks of colored cards and a large spinning arrow.
"Our therapy group," Bob laughed, then assured her it was only a game. The cards indicated various kinds of sexual hang-ups which the group then had the responsibility of treating.
Suzy watched the girl draw a yellow card, then smiled broadly as she passed it around the circle. She then lay back while the group gathered around her and began to grope her body. They tickled her unmercifully until the girl was shrieking with laughter, her body twisting sensuously beneath their fingers. The teen-ager felt her own body tingle in sympathy. This game might interest her. She wondered if there might be a card for someone who couldn't have an orgasm.
"How are you enjoying it?" Syl whispered from behind her.
Suzy turned. The brown-haired girl was nude and standing snuggled against Randy Colson. The millionaire's cock was swollen, though not really erect. It was as though he had just finished a fuck. Suzy looked down at Syl's pussy and saw sparkles of moisture in the pussy hair. No wonder she couldn't find her sister for a while. Syl had run off for a quick balling with her host.
"Ooooo, God!" the girl was screaming. "Ooooo, somebody fuck me! I can't take any more of this without a fuck!"
Suzy turned back and watched as the crowd clustered around her, refusing to answer her request. They kept on tickling the poor girl until her body pulsed and shook wildly, just as though she were having an orgasm. The blonde felt her sister's arm slip about her waist for a moment.
Syl patted her ass affectionately, then kissed her on the cheek. She brought her ups to the girl's ear and whispered to her.
"I thought you'd have gotten Bob in the sack long before now," Syl said. "He can't keep his eyes off you. This is not a Sunday School picnic, remember. Get in the game, baby!"
She pinched Suzy's ass playfully, then jumped aside as the blonde reached her fingers out to reciprocate. The younger girl looked about the room, then at the naked couples who kept strolling about outside. She smiled up at Bob, deciding that he wasn't that bad-looking.
Shit! He was a pretty damn good-looking hunk of male flesh. It wasn't too late, she reminded herself. Perhaps a good fuck at the beginning would relax her as well.