The blonde handed the joint to the next man, the boy with the enormous cock. She was glad to get rid of it. Maybe some people had better sex after smoking pot Sheri did not. It made her retreat into herself. Tonight she wanted no retreat. She wanted to feel every sensation of the orgy that she knew was only getting warmed up. She felt enough psychedelic thrills from an orgasm. What the hell did she need with anything to increase her illusions? Let those who didn't really enjoy fucking use it. She didn't need it.
She did accept a drink, however. She sipped the booze slowly, letting it relax her fin, the next round. She curled her legs beneath her and leaned against the boy's firm chest? Sheri smiled hazily. Some of the members of the party had begun to wander about the apartment. They smoked, drank, chatted. Tits and cocks bounced about in the soft lighting, giving a weird atmosphere to the entire thing. Sheri smiled softly as she considered her presence here. How many more times would she fuck tonight if she couldn't remember how many times she'd already felt a cock in her and Carnival Day hadn't even gotten here. Well, daylight of Carnival Day hadn't arrived. She assumed it was well past midnight. This was Mardi Gras! The thought sent a surge of emotion through her. She turned to the fat blonde beside her and patted an enormous tit.
"Happy Mardi Gras!" she laughed, then looked about, wondering what had happened to Marianne. She tried to remember the last tine she had seen the lusty brunette. Surely her friend would not have missed this last fantastic game. Sheri felt a sudden concern.
"Marianne!" she called, out. Everybody looked around in surprise. "Where's Marianne?" she asked them.
"The stacked brunette?" one of the boys asked. "Shit, I think that's her in the living room, still fucking. She's got one dick up her cunt and another in her mouth and she'd giving them both a hell of a ride."
The crowd all laughed at his report and several of tern stepped to the doorway to look out. Sheri felt an urge to join them but decided to remain where she was. If another round started, she didn't want to give up her position on the soft bed. It sure beat hanging around a man while he did it in the street or taking it from the rear while she leaned over a chair. No, she'd stay here on the bed to entertain her callers properly. After all, this was the South.
"They've finished!" another boy called back to Sheri. "Your friend wore them both out. Damn, if she's not one hell of a piece of ass! Anyway, Kit wants everybody back in there. We're going to start a chain."
"A what?" the blonde asked the heavier woman beside her.
"A chain," the woman answered as though everyone should know about them. "We all get in a circle and suck."
"Yeah," the boy with the huge prick added, "but Kit usually has a hell of an ending to put on them. Come on, beautiful. You don't want to be left out of this, any more than I want you left out of it."
Sheri wanted to lie back and rest. She looked at the pleading eyes. Her gaze dropped to the magnificent cock that dangled beneath the lad. She smiled slowly and dragged herself from the bed, then followed him, beginning to feel the excitement that ran through the others.
CHAPIER EIGHT
"You plan to sleep all day?"
Sheri looked up into the face of Marianne. The chesty brunette stood beside the bed, laughing at the confusion on the blonde's face. Slowly Sheri began to collect her senses. She reached over beside her on the bed and felt around the indentation in the sheets.
"He's gone," Marianne told her. "We thought we'd wake you as wildly as we went at our fuck. You slept through it all, though. I do want to thank you, baby. That's the best-hung man I ever got in my bed. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Now, you want some coffee and doughnuts?" She indicated the sacks sitting on the dresser.
"Beignets," Sheri corrected her. "They don't call them doughnuts down here."
"They do these," Marianne answered. "These are the kind with holes in them, the kind like we're used to. The coffee, however, is straight, strong New Orleans. After last night you probably need it."
Everything slowly began to come back to the sleepy blonde. The party! Yes, the party! She had gone into the living room to find the girls being seated in a circle about the room. Kit directed them, placing the girls alternately on their backs or kneeling over a reclining girl. Sheri found herself kneeling between the legs of the slender teen-ager. Behind her lay the over-ripe blonde who had been beside her in the bedroom. The redhead gave them the signal to begin sucking. Sheri let the big blonde slip her face under her pussy while she plunged her own face towards the soft cunt of the teen-ager.
"Okay, you hot broads," Kit called to them. "Remember, this is just to get the boys all horny again. Suck your little pussies until you get the juices flowing like crazy. Then we'll send the men into the bedroom. When I turn the lights out, they'll all come back in, grabbing for any cunt they can find. Whoever they catch, they fuck. Everybody understand?"
"Just how long we going to have to wait?" one of the men asked in a voice already husky with passion. He looked about at the soft circle of female flesh and held his cock as though unable to wait very long.
"Oh, hold it!" Kit laughed. "You just finished one fuck. You can wait another fifteen or twenty minutes before the next one."
"Not if you keep all that beautiful pussy laying around there in front of us," another one of the men answered. "Come on! Get those cunts to sucking. Otherwise, we'll be waiting here all night while you jaw about it."
"You heard him, girls," Kit called to the circle. "The boys are impatient. Let's give them a show. Before we're through with each other, we want to have every cock in here up and hard from just watching us."
The slender redhead dropped into the circle. Sheri noticed that the hostess was leaning her mouth towards Marianne's pussy. The blonde remembered the action of the woman earlier in the day. Her brunette friend had a good suck waiting for her.
The circle of women joined into the game with fervor. All around her, Sheri could hear the soft, voluptuous sounds of pussy being licked and sucked. She felt the sudden thrill run through her own as the old broad wrapped her arms about the ass and pulled her pussy down over wide, waiting lips. The big blonde sucked with a long, deep draw on Sheri. The young blonde shuddered in delight, ten felt a broad tongue slap about her pussy. The girl found the little pussy of the teen-ager and began sucking that girl just as fervently as the older woman was going after her cunt. They rolled from side to side as they sucked and licked. Sheri would have thought her juices would be used up by now. To her surprise she seemed just as able to lubricate herself as ever. She could feel the oily liquid seeping from her cunt-walls and pouring into the waiting mouth. She tasted the remnants of cm in the teen-ager's pussy, mixed with the lighter oils her cunt was secreting now.
"Look at them go!" Roy's voice sounded from above them. "Ohhhh, look at all that ass! Look at all those tits! Man, oh, man! You ever see so much luscious pussy in your whole life?"
The other men joined in urging the girls on. Their encouragement drove Sheri into a frenzy. She rubbed her hands over the tight little tits on the teen-ager. The nipples hardened under her touch. The little mounds seemed to swell into her hand as the girl arched her back and thrust them proudly into the adoring caresses. Her legs wrapped around Sheri's head and held her face prisoner against the cunt while they rolled about the floor.