Ron, exhausted, fell away from her, but before she could collapse herself, Cleophas' strong hands hooked under her arms and moved her to the couch. Her arms and legs folded around him as his monstrous penis filled her needing vagina and the familiar thrusting filled her being.
"Oh, Cleophas!" Cherie cried, kissing him wetly and pushing her pussy upward to take every inch of black dick into her. His great balls slapped rhythmically against her tingling, just-fucked asshole and her head turned to the side, her eyes locking with those of a temporarily sated Ron Wolter. They exchanged looks of love and longing even while Cleophas penetrated her loving cunt deeper than ever before. Her big, round tits pushed up against his chest and her hips undulated expertly, taking his full, ten-inch length into the wet, warm depths of her silken cunt. The huge black man grunted wildly with his jackhammer thrusts while the peachy-cheeked young white girl whimpered in masochistic ecstasy, her feet lifted high in the air, her thighs spread wide on either side of his sleek, heavily-humping buttocks.
Ron raised his head and looked away from the wildly-fucking interracial pair and glanced over at Diane Layne. Diablo was boffing her wildly from behind, his tongue hanging out while his eyes strayed to Cleophas and Cherie, no doubt remembering the golden-haired, pink-bodied female Cleophas was now enjoying. The dog's red penis flashed quickly in and out between Diane's fat labia as the girl squealed with abandon. Everywhere, there was fucking going on. Allison Cooper, before always prim and proper was lying on her back with a man between her legs while another man kneeled beside her head, his cock locked between her full, red lips. The place had turned into a wild orgy and Ron felt his own prick hardening for further action.
Cleophas growled and shuddered, unleashing his cum into Cherie's vanquished vagina. The creamy white seed overflowed her loving pussy, ran down her anal cleft and puddled on the couch beneath her ripe asscheeks. Cleophas groaned and rolled away, his massive, meaty shaft coming free of her cuntal grip with a wet pop. Ron wanted her now, face to face, wanted to feel her sperm-soaked cunt caress his cock as it had that of Cleophas. Sleepy-eyed, Cherie rolled over on her stomach and pushed herself up.
She was exhausted, yet she felt two hard hands grip her from behind and a horny cock filled her aching pussy. She moaned at the invasion and began moving with the rhythm of this new penis. It must be Ron, she thought. He would finally be with her, she thought, turning her head and straining her neck for a kiss. The rough lips that kissed hers were those of the septuagenarian old man with the white hair she had seen standing by.
"What's it like, Sam?" Herb asked the old man.
The old man panted as he charged his knurly cock again and again into her wet, red-rimmed vagina. "The tightest, the best ever," the old man said between gasps. "I owe you one for this, Herb."
"You'll get a copy of the party video," Herb commented.
Cherie caught a glimpse of Sam Wilson's dentures as he grimaced, trembled, and shot his great load of sperm into her cum-soaked cunt. She sighed and collapsed on her face, smiling wistfully at Ron, reaching out her hand toward the one she loved. Ron extended his hand toward her, making to rise and go to her, but their fingers barely touched before the fat man, Harvey Belcher, rolled her onto her back and buried her beneath his obese bulk. Ron saw him shifting his body, searching for the opening to her pleasure channel with his thick, stubby prick, and the expressions on the faces of them both when he finally found it. Cherie's face had held a look of revulsion when the fat man covered her body with his and he drove deep into her, but his deep-ramming cock finally made her forget those sentiments.
Ron sighed, turning his eyes from the obscene sight of the beautiful teenage girl being fucked silly by the fat man, and catching sight of Sue Midori, who, now naked, was gliding across the thick carpet towards him. She came down to him and, straddling his hips, fitted the rim of her pussy over the head of his cock, beginning to ride up and down.
Cherie heard the obese bulk on top of her groaning, flooding her cunt and she cried out in disappointment. She had been ready to come again! And he had left her halfway there. She pushed her hips sensuously against his flab, tried to bring back her rapidly-receding orgasm, but the man he passed out with excitement when he had drained his balls into her pussy. Panting, she lay pinned beneath his weight, unable to move him from her moist flesh, until something else rolled the big man away.
It was Tony, dressed only in his briefs, and handsome young man with a kind but lustful smile. Beside him was another man who looked as if he were an identical twin.
"Meet Mario, my brother," Tony said. "He's older than me by ten minutes."
Mario and Tony simultaneously slipped off their shorts and the latter used his to mop up the slimy, white goo that oozed from her raw, pink-lipped slit. She squirmed and moaned at the touch, and Tony and Mario picked her up and set her once again on the floor, lying down on either side of her, lightly stroking her sensitized body, sucking her big tits both at the same time while their fingers gently prodded and poked into her vagina and anus. Mario raised her leg and the tip of his big, swollen prick found her cunt and slid easily inside while his hands cupped her breasts from behind. She caught her breath and began pumping her ass back against him while her eyes locked with Tony's.
"Oh, Tony," she whispered. "Mario's making me feel so good. Feels so good inside me."
Tony kissed her deeply and pressed against her. "Think there's room in there for me?"
Cherie felt his swollen knob gliding across her clit, pushing into her vagina next to his brother's ramming shaft.
"Oh, no, not that way," Cherie groaned softly as she felt the cock's tip pop inside the tight ring and slide up inside to meet that of the other young man, two hard knots of male flesh together up inside her tender cunt, stretching her further than ever before. And then she knew that she could fuck anyone, any number of men, give pleasure and take it at the same time, freely. Oh, fuck me, Tony/Mario. Fuck me good and deep.
"Don't forget," Herb announced. "I want every man in the room to fuck Cherie before the night is out. Diablo too."
Cherie could only groan in delirious delight sandwiched in between the two handsome Italians as the party went on towards its debauched conclusion, with Cherie as the main focus of all the action. Before the party was over, every male in the house, including Diablo, enjoyed the delights of Cherie's luscious, fresh young pussy.
Cherie let herself carefully into the spacious apartment and looked around. The water was running in the bathroom and a man was humming to himself happily. Shyly, she walked into the bedroom and after a long hesitation, began to undress.
She would never get use to this, she told herself. But she had to do a good job for Herb. She had three people to care for now, and the responsibility sat heavily on her. She thought back to the orgy that she had participated in at the mansion in the mountains. She remembered it vividly, though it had been a year and a half ago. Cherie was nearly twenty-one now and still dreamed of medical school, but the dream seemed next to unattainable at the present.
She had gone back to her work and concentrated carefully. Herb ignored her, but continued signing her pay checks. She had begun seeing Ron regularly and a romance bloomed. Of course, they had to go to his home for sex; Cherie's mother never would countenance fornication, especially under her roof, but she and Ron were extremely happy for over a month.