CHAPTER FIVE
Jan placed the three new douche bags in a row, hung on hangers, in the bathroom. No sense of being sloppy and disorganized about this wife swapping. She had bought three different colors for her two friends and herself. She knew the douche bags would have continual use if all the girls brought their husbands and a cock or two extra. Jan wasn't sure if her milkman would make it or not.
Jan had gone to special preparations for this Saturday night. She had towels wherever she figured the people might fuck. The beds in all her three bedrooms had clean sheets and were turned back for use. Maybe somebody would like some privacy, although after the last fucking party it was doubtful. Bottles of mix lined the kitchen counter. She had plenty of ice. She had several jars of vaseline scattered through the house and now she and Jim were ready!
She answered the doorbell and was more than astounded when there stood two women.
"Is this where the party is?" one of them asked.
"We're having a party, but who invited you?" she asked.
"Some guy. He said there was an orgy going on here tonight and that we were invited."
Jan opened the door and let them in. This was totally unplanned. The deal was for more cocks, not more cunts! Shit, she wondered who had invited these dogs to the party.
Candy and Carl showed as did Bob and Barbie and assorted females. This was not in the plan.
Jan, Candy and Barbie got together in the kitchen over a drink while their husbands talked to the women in the living room. The discussion was heated and the girls decided they were a failure. All of them had tried to get more cocks to the party and every single one of them had fizzled out. The men had pulled a lousy trick and invited women which was definitely not in the rules.
"It's your house. Throw them out!" Barbie said firmly.
"We could stick to just the six of us and try to get more cocks for next time," Candy said, dismayed that her young fucker didn't show. Maybe he would come to her sixty-nine space trailer. The kid had been so good, too!
Barbie knew her extra affair wouldn't show. She probably never would see her Johnny Blue again.
Jan had hoped her milkman would come. He could have brought a whole group of frustrated males if he had wanted to. She must remember to cancel her order with him. He had failed her.
Back to the problem at hand. Candy peeked through the kitchen door and let out a shreik! "Each of our guy's got a couple of women and the guys're pinching bare titties and feeling them all up!"
"Sonofabitch!" Jan stomped.
"This's gonna be worse than last week if we have to double up on the guys," Barbie said.
"Well, they seem to be diggin' it," Candy said.
"I always heard a guy wants to fuck more than one woman at a time," Candy put in.
"Shut up," Jan screamed.
"You sound like my husband," Candy said. "I'll get rid of the extra women."
"You're too damned dumb," Barbie said.
Candy walked into the living room and sat beside her husband, Carl who happened to have his mouth on one girl's nipple and his finger in another's cunt.
"Why do you girls suppose the guys invited you over here for this party? They can't get away with fucking us wives. They've all got a case of the clap. Then later they planned to find the biggest cunt and bring in our donkey for some extra fun and games. The German shepherds are in the kitchen to fuck some of you. I guess the guys didn't bother to tell you 'ladies', and I use the term loosely, about what they really had planned." Candy spoke soooooo innocently nobody could doubt her.
"Shut up!" Carl snarled at her.
"See? He's on the defensive. I just couldn't let you girls get fucked by the man and animals and go home with the clap. We women must stick together!" she said in her sugary sweet voice.
Bob had his pants off and sat with his hard-on sticking up and throbbing as he fingered some toot's boobs. His other hand was in another's asshole.
"Besides, these guys aren't sanitary at all. Did you know that if they fuck or finger your asshole first and then fuck your cunt, besides the clap, you girls can get one hell of an infection. I know. I used to work as a nurse. So if you don't get one thing, you're gonna get another. Bob knows better than to stick his finger in a shitter and then a twat, but does he care? No!" Candy stood firm with her red hair swirling around her face as she talked first to one chick and then another.
One by one the women drifted out of the house. None were sure of what she said, but they weren't drunk enough to test her words. Maybe they had gotten into a mess that they hadn't counted on.
The men were furious! All those lost snatches!
"Maybe you guys picked a bunch of losers and each one figured she had the biggest cunt and didn't want to have her guts ripped out by some jack-ass," Candy giggled.
The three guys poked their rock-hard cocks back into their pants and stomped out of the house in a rage!
Jan and Barbie giggled until they rolled at what had been said. They knew Candy was dumb, but she was just dumb enough everybody believed her. But they laughed alone, until the doorbell rang.
Stupid Candy opened the front door to all her young friends from the Boys Club. She hugged each little paper boy, each little delivery boy, each little ticket seller, and finally… each young box boy from the grocery store. Especially her young Bob!
Barbie and Jan sat dumbfounded as the young boys filed into the house.
"Hey, you guys, our husbands left for the night. They couldn't stand the competition of young cocks… so you guys have us all to yourselves," Candy said sweetly.
"And, Goddamn, is she a wild fucker!" Bobby yelled as he shed his clothes.
"You know it, baby!" Candy agreed, kneeling in front of his young cock.
"They're only young kids!" Jan shreiked.
"The young boys're the best fucks in the world!" Candy shouted as she cradled young Bobby's cock in her hot hands.
"Shit! I am not! I tell you, not going to fuck a kid!" Barbie stated.
"Good! Then you two sit there and watch me fuck and blow all these young boys! You don't know what you're missing!" Candy swung her flaming head to the youngster's crotch and kissed his pulsating cockhead.
"Jesus! She's really gonna do it! Stick Bob's cock in her mouth!" one boy said.
"I gotta see this! I ain't never seen nobody get a blow-job!" said another.
"You guys just hang around and let me tell you, I'll blow everyone of you! Just take off your clothes and let your cocks hang out!"
Jan and Barbie stood watching in disgust as the young boys shed their clothes. Candy kissed Bobby's young, hard, beating cock and looked down the line of sweet, young, delicious cocks all in a row!
"Uuuuuummmmmm…" she moaned, looking at all the sweet meat.
Candy's crotch watered in happy anticipation of all the cocks she could eat. She had never been so tingly happy before in her life. She scrambled to her feet and went down the line of sweet, young boys and kissed each jerking, twitching cockhead with her warm, moist lips.
"Wouldn't it be bitchin' if I could get all you kids to squirt your cum at the same time? Just like 'old faithful' shootin' off!" Candy sighed.
Candy's long flow of flaming red hair covered each young cock as she kissed. She got back to the head of the line and went to work on Bobby.
She would eat his cock all the way down into her throat!
Her wild, untamed passions mounted as she felt the boy's heavy throbs of young, virile cock. Her clit fluttered madly in her leaking crack. Her flaming snatch quivered in desire. Her hot-box clenched and flexed, weeping for a cock! Her head got dizzy and her eyes blurred as she was lost in the ecstasy of sucking young cock! Her jutting tits bounced as she moved around on her knees, sucking cock, tasting the hotness of his spiked in prick!