Eunice went on and on with it, for no one had told her when to quit. But finally the music rose to a shriek and cut off abruptly, putting an end to it. She stood for a moment, panting and smiling uncertainly while they all clapped and cheered for an encore.
But Bruno couldn't take an encore. He ripped off his jeans, threw her on the floor and fell between her thighs. "Gonna fuck you, Eunice! Gonna ram my prick clear up to your tits through your pussy! All right?"
"I guess so," Eunice nodded. "If Richard says it is. He's my date tonight."
"Fuck him, Eunice," Richard laughed. "Fuck his cock right off!"
"All right, Bruno, fuck me!" she cried.
She was flat on the floor, her feet planted wide apart on the carpet. In that position she opened to him and took his dick into her cunt with one supple motion of her hips.
She locked her legs around his back, then reached up and caught each of his arms in a tight grip, and pulled him down on top of her. Her hips pounded against him in a frantic rhythm, and her heels drummed on his ass as she raked his back with her sharp nails. He responded to her urgings with bull-like vigor.
"Oh, yes, Bruno! Pound me! Oh shit, you got a cock like a horse… fuck me with it!"
She closed her eyes and thought about how nice Richard was to her, taking her out and spending money on her and then sharing her like this, letting her have all this wonderful cock to fuck.
And especially Bruno's cock. It was huge. When he rammed it hard into her pussy, it felt like it went clear through her guts and right on up to her tits.
She urged him again to fuck her harder.
He was rough. He hurt her, but she welcomed the roughness, the pain. "Harder! Hurt me! Oh, hurt me!"
Then all thought was washed away by a flood of pleasure so intense that she thought she would faint. She raced toward a come with this muscular brute that was fucking her so wonderfully. Her ecstasy broke as a great shudder shook his body like a convulsion. She screamed in his ear. Her pleasure went on and on. She was sure she couldn't bear it.
Then her body heaved against his, almost throwing him off her, and she collapsed beneath him, her very bones seeming to melt and run out through her pores at the heat of their passion.
And then she fainted.
It could only have lasted for a second or so, for she soon was aware that Bruno was gone and there was another hard cock in her cunt.
She opened her eyes. Roger Batini was fucking her now. His cock was even bigger than Bruno's!
Eunice had never been loved so much in one night. She was in heaven!
She fucked and sucked all five of the guys twice apiece that night. George Reems wouldn't fuck her in front of the other guys, so Richard let him take her into another room to screw her.
George was funny. He was gentle, and he touched her a lot before he put his cock in her. Also, he kept whispering in her ear about how he loved her and how beautiful she was.
Eunice enjoyed fucking George. But she liked the rough way the other boys – like Bruno and Richard – fucked her. It was more exciting. She also kind of liked being watched while she fucked.
She didn't come on George's cock.
After that first night, Richard called bet about once a week to go have a fuck session with the boys, either at his house in town, if his folks were away, or the cabin his dad owned out by the lake. A couple of times they just met uptown at the drug store by accident and went out to a field and she fucked them all on a blanket.
And then one day, to Eunice's surprise, Richard called and invited her out to the cabin for a whole weekend. She readily accepted.
"Mom, I got invited out to the lake for the weekend!"
"That's nice, Eunice. Take some warm clothes. It's cold out there at night."
"Sure, Mom. See you Monday!"
Eunice forgot to even take a bag as she skipped out the door for a whole weekend of fucking.
"What friends would invite Eunice for a weekend?" her father asked.
"I don't know," her mother replied, "but Eunice has become very popular lately."
Her father shrugged. It didn't matter to him. It was nice getting Eunice out of the house. She bothered him, with her constant sing-song speech and her vacant, staring eyes.
God, it was just his luck to have conceived an idiot daughter. Well, at least she had a great body. Somebody would get some good out of her – someday.
Eunice met Richard at the drug store. "I forgot to bring a bag," she said as they walked to the car.
"That's okay," Richard chuckled. "Shit, we ain't gonna wear anything all weekend anyway!"
"Oh, goody!" Eunice said, sliding across the seat of the car and pulling his dick out of his pants. "Want me to suck you off on the way?"
"Suit yourself," Richard said, sliding his hand down the front of her blouse until it was filled with one of those glorious tits. "Goddam, Eunice, we're gonna give these one hell of a workout this weekend!"
"Oh, goody!" Eunice said, dropping her face over his meat and sucking as if her life depended on it.
It had been a week since Valerie had been fucked by Richard Farr and he still hadn't called.
She was getting desperate. She loved him, and she loved the wild screwing she had received from Richard's beautiful cock.
Why didn't he call? Was he unhappy with her? God, she had been a virgin and she had given herself to him. Didn't that mean anything to him?
She needed him, needed it so badly. She had masturbated at least twice every night since she had fucked him.
Now it was Friday night. She was alone again in her room and she could feel the need rising in her body. She was on her bed, day-dreaming, almost feeling Richard's beautiful dick slamming in and out of her little pussy.
Her mouth was parted, and her brain was spinning with the heat of her growing lust. She flailed her head from side to side on the pillow, her long hair swirling in a jangled cascade of shimmering loveliness. The quilt was thrown from over her trembling form now, falling to the foot of the bed as her hands continued their mad pace up and down, down and around, teasing her fevered flesh into even more intense arousal. Her brain was alive with thoughts of Richard's wonderful cock fucking her warm, wet pussy.
She arched her back, her hands moving behind and under her to quickly unsnap the catches on her bra. She had to have her big soft tits free, to touch the hard pink nipples without the clothing. She pulled her bra off, tossing it to the floor beside her bed. Her hands engulfed the huge, luscious round balls of tit-flesh. Slowly, rhythmically, she began to pinch and roll the nipples back and forth, squeezing them and then releasing them, squeezing, releasing.
The entire time she was thinking, no, no, this is wrong, it's silly! I'm playing with myself! I'm a real woman now, I've been fucked, and yet I'm lying here and playing with my tits. It's silly, but – oh, it feels so good… so good!
Her right hand left her tit and moved slowly down, over her belly to the elastic waistband of her panties. In spite of her feeling of guilt at what she was doing, she knew that she couldn't stop herself from going to the finish.
"Oh, cock, cock, cock feels so good filling my hot pussy!" she moaned.
She was pulling her panties down now, drawing them sensuously over her hairy cunt while her other hand continued to stroke the nipple of one soft tit. She raised up on the bed, pulling the thin garment over her ankles, her eyes tightly shut, so that she was completely nude.
She lay back again, the one hand on her soft and sensitive tit, the other stroking first one inner thigh, then the other. Valerie avoided for the moment the moist hole of lust which was her cunt. Then, when she could stand the pressure no longer, her eager hand jumped to the hot, glistening folds of her pussy, pressed against it there as she again brought her legs up off the bed and spread her thighs wide apart. Her pussy was opened wide under her fingers, and she inserted a stiff finger into the soft wet folds of her gently clasping cunt hole.