She skewered her ass up tightly against the still-squirting cock in her pussy and with a scream from between grimly clenched teeth, felt her own body explode into what seemed like a shower of tiny blazing stars, racking her being with an ecstasy that sent her brain whirling crazily.
Her strength was suddenly exhausted, all gone, and she slipped down on the bed as the huge cock popped out lifelessly from her cum-drenched pussy, gushes of cool air rushing refreshingly into the unplugged opening between her wide-splayed thighs.
After that the young blonde wife lost all her conception of time and personalities, but fucked and sucked her way through all the spectators and then, yes, anyone else who happened to drift into the room.
Lynn was beyond humiliation or any emotion but the animal need from the massive amount of the pale green liquor she had drunk. Her body still responded with orgasm after orgasm, but her mind seemed to be burnt out by the ravages of the drug and the terrible emotional ordeal she had undergone. At times, she dimly wondered if she would lie in this bed for the rest of her life, taking on any and all who chanced to enter the open bedroom.
CHAPTER 10
In the McHenry's living room, the party had settled down considerably from the frenzied orgiastic atmosphere that had charged the air with electric sexuality a few hours before. Most of the guests now lay exhausted, some still panting, on the floor or sprawled out on the sofa and chairs. A few of the young, hardier executives still were in the final stages of lovemaking in the darker corners, but the pace of the fucking had slowed until most of the couples seemed to be merely undulating their bodies to the rhythm of the slow, romantic dance music someone had put on the stereo.
Ed still sat in the same armchair he had occupied earlier that evening when the two women were going down on his prick, but now he sat alone, just as he had since he had shot off into Marian's mouth. He had felt really smug then, while those two beautiful women had groveled so shamelessly to lick and suck him in turns, but his satisfaction had been short-lived, for no sooner had Marian pulled her head away from his prick, semen glistening wetly around her ruby lips, then Ed had looked up to see George McHenry walking around the living room and chatting with several of the guests. The sight of his boss had hit the young junior executive like a lightning bolt and he had immediately demanded of Marian why George was home, instead of on his "business trip."
The beautiful redhead had simply shrugged and murmured something about George enjoying himself more at home. Ed had become rather thoughtful and quiet, then, and Marian had eventually wandered off, taking her brunette friend with her. But the handsome young husband had continued to sit in the same spot, trying to figure out where his young wife could be tonight. Could he have misjudged her motives? he wondered with pangs of guilt as he stared down at his deflated cock, still gleaming with the saliva of the two women, but then he remembered what he had seen last Saturday night – the terrible vision that had haunted him for the last week. There was no question that Lynn had been fucked half silly by George McHenry and, if she wasn't with George tonight, then she was probably out fucking someone else.
And even if she wasn't with another man, even if she was sitting home right now, wondering where he was, he knew he couldn't leave the party before he had made some important acquaintances, with an eye toward "that promotion." Besides, it would serve the cheating little bitch right to have to wait a few hours, he angrily rationalized, after the way she had spurned their marriage vows, and with George McHenry of all people. Anyway, he was already here and it would be stupid to leave before he had an opportunity to make a good impression on some of the really big people at Amalgamated Industries.
Ed had been sitting there, mulling things over in his mind for so long that he had barely noticed when the partygoers had begun to wear themselves out. Now, suddenly, he started up in his chair when he realized that several people were already pulling on their clothes in preparation to leave. Abruptly fearful that he might have already missed out on all the valuable chances to become acquainted with the many top executives he had never met, Ed hurried over to a group of naked men who stood chatting in the doorway to the hall. Though he was nervous and a little apprehensive about intruding in the high-ranked conversation, he mustered up his courage and tried to look as dignified as he could without his working clothes as he moved closer to the group.
"Christ, could you imagine having her working at the club every night?"
"Listen, I know my wife would never go for that, but I wonder if we could get her a receptionist's job on the main desk. I'd love to get rid of that hag that supervises the
girls."
"Main desk, hell, why don't we turn one of the offices on the top floor into a reception room and she could be an executive receptionist."
Ed joined in on the laughter that followed this last remark, though he didn't really understand what they were talking about.
"Listen, we don't even know who she is," one of the group spoke up. "Maybe we should -"
"Oh, hell, Tom, what difference does it make?" the tall gray-haired man net to Ed interrupted. "She's somebody now. That's the first time old Erwin fucked anyone at one of these parties in years and that little girl deserves a pension just for managing to take him on!"
"Excuse me, but who are you talking about?" Ed finally broke in, unable to restrain his curiosity any longer. He wished now that he hadn't spent so much time moping in that armchair. Apparently, there had been one hell of a party going on in another part of the house.
"Jesus, don't you know? Go on back to the last bedroom in the hallway and you'll get the wildest fuck of your life!" another man piped up, adding, "Or suck, if you want it. The girl's a gem. We're just trying to figure out how we could keep her around regularly. This is the first of these parties in years that hasn't been a damned bore!"
"Uh, thanks," Ed smiled uncertainly. "By the way, my name's Ed…" His voice trailed off as he heard the conversation start up again around him and he realized that the executives were only interested in talking about the "hot little bitch", they had all screwed that evening. For a brief desperate moment, Ed considered jumping right an the middle of the group and shouting out his name and why he should get the promotion, but the moment passed and he glumly backed away from the huddle of happily-chattering men.
Well, he thought resignedly, he might as well go home, but then he remembered that Lynn would probably be waiting up for him and he didn't look forward to another of the strained conversations they had been having for the past few weeks. At last, he decided that he would wander back to the last bedroom and see if anything interesting was happening. Apparently, he couldn't even impress the executives tonight by throwing a really wild fuck to this girl. "Old Erwin," whoever he was, had already stolen the show.