"Go ahead!" she begged. "Let me feel it! Fuck me, Bob! Unload it in me! Ride me! Ride me into ecstasy! Ooooh!"
Suzy just wanted to get this over with. Next fuck she'd try something on a bed.
His cock roared into her. His cum splattered about her pussy. He shuddered wildly as he unloaded into her tender pussy, then fell back into the water and swam slowly about her. The girl let herself float for a few minutes. Then she slowly climbed out.
Her hair was stringing down her back, wet and heavy. She knew her make-up was running all over her face. She had to find one of the bedrooms and clean herself up. Surely Randy would have a blower she could borrow for a few minutes.
She watched her former fuck partner swim on his back about the pool, his cock standing up like a small mast on a boat. She laughed, then walked back into the house.
CHAFFER ELEVEN
They had a chain going as Suzy passed the room where the guitarist had been playing. She stared at them a moment, watching the slow writhing of their bodies. They lay in a giant circle.
The girls lay on their backs, with the men between them. Each of the men had his cock pushed down into the mouth of the girl below him while he sucked the pussy of the one above him.
Suzy stared in fascination at the mass sex. They all seemed to be enjoying the hell out of it. The blonde wondered if her sister might be one of the twisting, ecstatic female figures on the floor. She glanced about.
The teen-ager shrugged her shoulders. What did it matter if Syl were in this or not? At a party like this, you didn't really know individual people. You recognize cocks and cunts. You saw and enjoyed asses and tits. You never really knew any of the people. No one was a person, not really. She hadn't been Suzy to the boy at the pool. She had been a ripe pair of tits and soft young pussy.
The circle was rolling about as their passions began to mount. The cocks were plunging down at open and loving mouths with greater ferocity. She could hear the sound of the suction. She listened to the lips that sucked the juicy peckers. She shivered at the sound of men smacking their lips over soft pussies. Suzy reached down and felt the moisture which had come into her cunt. This was fresh cunt-juice from the excitement of watching the mass suck. She watched them begin to shake as the circle became a wild frenzy of movement and sound.
The blonde leaned against a wall and gasped as she shared some of the delight that hung thickly in the air. The smell of cum was almost overpowering. She stood another few minutes, until the chain began to disintegrate. The girl slipped quickly from the room and walked back toward the front of the house where she had seen a wide, circular staircase.
The couple was still fucking on the bed. Suzanne stepped quietly into the room and walked to the dresser. Most of the other beds were in use by at least one couple. Three men were balling their women in the next room. The blonde spotted a hand dryer on this dresser. She watched the couple in the mirror as she picked it up. She started to take it to the bathroom, then decided to remain right there. Shit! Na one around here minded having observers while they fucked.
Suzy carefully worked the dryer over her hair, making sure she got all of it dry and fluffed again. She was not aware when the screw ended on the bed. She could vaguely remember hearing them groan as they went into orgasm. She didn't remember them leaving, though.
She laid the dryer down and reached for a comb. She was just about satisfied when she saw him in the mirror.
He had been leaning against the door watching her as she dried her hair. He had waited for her to finish. Now as she dropped the comb on the dresser, he stepped toward her. His cock waved before him as he walked. It wasn't as large as Sam Stein's but it was still a hell of a big piece of meat. He drooled at the ripe tits that reflected in the mirror.
Suzy watched him in the mirror, feeling a sudden sense of discomfort. She didn't like the look in his eyes, not at all. She didn't like the way his cock seemed to be throbbing with greedy anticipation. She turned to face him. He caught her by the shoulders and held her firmly, his eyes devouring her voluptuous little body.
"Damn!" he hissed as his excited prick touched her body. "Damn, if you aren't the prettiest pussy I've ever seen. Where the hell did old Randy ever come up with you? He has good-looking girls here every time, but they it usually the model type. You know, that have great legs, but no boobs. Man, you got the damnedest pair of tits I ever laid my eyes."
Suzy started to curse at him, to warn him to keep away from her. She had already had her fuck for tie night. Besides she didn't like the looks of this man. He was creepy. He was also much older than most of the other guys.
She twisted in his grasp, trying to pull away from him and go back down stairs. He held her too tightly, though. His hands held her firmly.
"Get out of my way!" she hissed.
He set her down on the bed, then stood in front of her, his hands still on her shoulders. His cock was right in front of her face. She could see the pulsing throbs. She watched the slow build-up of passion. The thing was growing right before her. The head inched out of the skin covering, red and ready. The shaft gleamed.
Despite herself, the girl had an impulse to pull it to her. She fought back the instinct, then he stepped between her legs. The massive prick lay against her mouth. She winced at the intense heat it gave off, winced, but still her lips kissed softly over the steaming knob.
"That's better," the man murmured. "Now you're acting like a part of the party. Maybe you didn't know the rules. Any girl who is on the second floor is up for grabs. That's one way the broads get the message across. They walk up here and wait."
Suzy took the cock in both hands. She had no reason to doubt what he was telling her. She hadn't asked anyone about coming upstairs. On the other hand, no one had warned her either.
She looked up at him, trying to decide if he was just leading her on. What the hell? What did she have to lose?
He hunched it into her as she sucked. Suzy let her tongue tease the swollen organ unmercifully. She reached down along the shaft and fingered his balls, enjoying the sudden throbs that shook him. She'd show him. Damn, but she'd show the cocky bastard. She'd get him all charged up. She'd have him panting. He would be sure that he was giving her the fuck of her life. Then, when she lay back and took his cum without a flicker of her own orgasm, he'd be stunned. Where would all that cockiness be then?
"Ohhhh!" he panted as his legs trembled and threatened to give way beneath him. "Ohhh, what a luscious girl! What a piece of tail. Ohhh, I can't believe it! I just can't believe it!"
The cock lunged through her mouth, threatening to jam into her throat. Suzy struggled to keep from being choked by the massive tool. She tugged wildly at his balls, intent on driving him into a passionate frenzy. He pumped the cock into her mouth for a few more moments, then pushed her back onto the bed. He mouth-fucked her frantically, balling her lips until the cock was shaking wildly, threatening to explode its charge into her throat.
"Damn!" he gasped. "I'd love to fill your mouth with that cum. First, though, I've got a better place to put it. I've got a hell of a lot better place for it."
He withdrew it from her mouth and forced her onto her knees. He slipped between her legs and brought the cock up between her thighs. His hands closed over her tits, rolling them lustfully.
Suzy panted as he did begin to arouse her. Her nipples tingled as warm sparks shot through her chest. This was why some people preferred a rear-end job. She had read about that.
Suzy imagined that her luscious beauties must feel enormous in his hands. Her clit was more available to him as well. He dropped one hand down to her pussy and fingered her clit to screaming ecstasy. Shit! Maybe the Indians knew what they were doing when they fucked like this.