They had not stopped staring, but their fondling had become more alive. She could see the other couples toying with breasts, with legs, with penises and hands roaming haphazardly everywhere. In the reflection she could see her husband insert his index finger into Peter's wife's moist, open vagina as she squirmed down on his hand, her eyes wide and smoky.

Janet reached up with her nails and lightly scratched the giant's back. He moved forward, stopping his motion. He wanted her to suck him, but was afraid that her mouth would not be big enough. All the women he had ever had always wanted to suck him, but few had succeeded in taking the whole of the giant head between their lips.

She slid her nails along the small of his back and over the muscular buttocks pressing them slightly toward her face. Slowly he lowered his hips as she urged him forward. The tremendous cock was only an inch from her lips now and in his excitement a single drop of clear translucent liquid seeped from the throbbing tip. She removed her hands from his buttocks and reached up toward his straining loins.

'Aaahhhhhh,' he sighed as she took hold of the throbbing prick with both hands. Her touch was light, yet firm. The crowd moaned their approval in unison, excited at the prospect of watching this young, pure housewife sucking the giant man hovering over her face.

She pulled her hands toward her mouth, stroking the massive cock gently back and forth. She pursed her lips, ready for the real beginning. She was going to suck this man in front of all of them. She would make the women jealous, she thought in her drug inspired daze, and the men too. She would show them and they would all like to trade places, but she and Monroe had the stage and were going to keep their place. If these people needed something like this to stimulate them then she would give it to them, like they had never had it before. She knew that not long from that moment she would be one of them. But tonight she would be above them, not far, but above them at least.

She bent her head slightly forward and her tongue darted out at the single clear drop, licking it lasciviously back into her mouth. She closed her lips and swallowed the sweet droplet, savoring it dramatically for the benefit of her audience. 'Mmmmmmmm,' she moaned. It was sweet, sweeter than Martin or her husband. It belonged to a man who could break them both in half, and probably would do so at her command.

She rolled her head to the side and looked at Darleen who was intent on vengeance, but had failed. Her revenge had become Janet's pleasure. The girl was in the center of the stage, and she, Darleen, had become just another bystander, content to watch the role be played out before her, only able to catch a glimpse of and feel vicariously the ecstasy the younger girl enjoyed.

Janet swirled her tongue around her lips moistening them for all to see and turned her head back to the cock she held between her hands. Another droplet appeared. She opened her now moist lips and pulled him closer to her, closing her lips wetly over half of the white hot head.

'Oooohhhh,' the huge bodyguard moaned as she gently began to suck at him. Her mouth was already almost opened to its fullest extent and she didn't know if she could get even the head inside. She stretched her jaws wider and pulled him gently, until with sudden grunt of straining effort, she swallowed the whole head into her mouth.

A gasp came from the women who watched. None of them would have attempted it, though they would have wanted to. The girl relaxed her jaw for a minute, playing with the tip of the huge organ that filled her mouth. Her tongue licked small circles on the underside of his glans, sending fiery needles of sensation up his back to his imprisoned brain. No woman had given him this kind of treatment voluntarily and it was driving him almost insane.

He closed his eyes as she started to suck harder and pull more of his swollen cock into her mouth. She knew that she could not take much more but her sudden hunger was becoming insatiable. Her jaws were sore, but she savored the moisture rising in him and sucked as though her life depended on it. Not even half the massive prick had fit into her mouth. It was impossible to take any more.

She slid her head back and forth as best she could, hearing the giant moan each time she did but she was nearly exhausted, though the fires deep within her were burning harder. She wanted to swallow all of the huge cock, to show them all, but knew it was no use. She wanted the pain of him entering her fiery cunt, hurting her for what she had done, for becoming a raging animal no better than the rest of those who watched her. She wanted to be punished, punished as she had never been before.

'Eat her,' she heard someone whisper from the crowd. Monroe recognized the voice and knew that he must obey. Peter would punish him if he did not obey, though it took all his will and strength to pull away from the warm, moist shelter of her mouth, he knew he must. He had no choice.

Janet slackened her jaws when she felt the big man pull himself away from her. Peter must have said it, she thought, turning her head to see the panting crowd at their side. They had, without exception, put down their drinks and some were now watching down on all fours, their mouths hanging open, waiting for the next move. Peter's wife had dropped to her knees in front of Greg and she saw her eyes looking sideways at her as she sucked hungrily at his cock. He was leaning back on both hands, supported by trembling arms as he excitedly watched Monroe's penis slowly pull away from his own wife's ovalled lips.

Janet's eyes adjusted to the little more light that came to them when Monroe had moved his body that had shadowed the illumination from the blue bulb at the other end of the room. Her legs were spread, her knees almost pointing completely away from her. She lay limply back, ready for anything the hulking giant wanted to do to her now. The pain in her jaws subsided as she waited almost impatiently for the next move.

'Oooohhhhh, darling,' she cried out as she felt his tongue part the thin, golden pubic hair that sparsely covered the soft pink lips of her cunt. Her words even further excited the spectators. She was completely at his mercy, totally under his power and she loved it. She loved it so much to call the huge hairy beast, darling.

He used his large fingers to hold the lips apart. He pulled his head back a few inches to focus his eyes on the sweet loveliness he was about to eat. It looked so clean, so pure. The smell was sweet, like the smell of fresh rain in a forest. He had never experienced anything so clean, so innocent, so eager to please him, and now he would please her.

His tongue darted out at the swollen clitoris that throbbed like a man's tiny penis. It was erect with throbbing desire and yearned to be kissed. He pursed his lips and planted an almost affectionate kiss on the small pulsating bud, groaning in a child-like reverence as he did so. The women sighed as they watched, their own loins burning now with desire for the brute. Janet moaned quietly and smiled at his gentleness as she waited with bated breath for the next tingling touch.

She did not have to wait long. His tongue twirled around the bud and licked softly along the swollen pink lips that surrounded it. He would be gentle.

'Ooooooohhhh,' she moaned as he licked slowly along the bright crevice that glistened with her own lubricating moisture. Her moan was the only noise in the room. The others, watching, breathed shallow quiet breaths, lest they miss something.

Janet rolled her head from side to side slowly in rhythm with the tongue that prodded her to greater heights of ecstasy. Never had she thought such an ugly, brutal looking man could give her so much wild, uninhibited pleasure. Her eyes scanned the crowd, barely seeing them. She was alone as his lips and tongue nibbled hungrily down between her spread-eagled legs. The humiliation she had suffered could never be repaired, but the sexual excitement she experienced could never be replaced again either.

The tongue found its way to the soft flesh of her pussy and quickly darted inside. She felt herself jerk slightly toward him. His fingers held the soft moons of her buttocks apart while he toyed with her rubbery yielding anus. Please, don't, she begged silently. She knew that it would hurt too much. If he took her there, she would surely die.

She could feel his tongue searching the opening of her vagina, playing with the smooth, moist flesh at her entrance. It hardened slightly and probed further up into her passage, curling to the very depths of her being. Her eyes blinked furiously causing weird shadows to dot the ceiling and her desire suddenly knew no bounds. God, if he didn't fuck her soon she was going to explode from the sudden heat of her obscene passion.

Monroe, too, was ready when he heard her.

'Fuck me, darling. Please I beg you. Fuck me now, split me, but please FUCK ME!' Her screams shocked the whole room. None of the people were ready for it. The sudden outburst was like an order for all the couples to fall upon one another and begin thrusting swollen cocks into hot fiery cunts. Their attention had left the stage.

The giant, in his wild excitement, crawled up and kneeling between her legs poised the head of his massive

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