Tim's huge cock spouted his love-cream deep into the little girl's cunt, and almost at the same time Garbage lady managed an even more gushing come than before.

Jan collapsed on the stage, her well-fucked pussy spasming and spasming from the force of the sensations coursing through her. She felt Tim 's cock slip from her cunt, and she remembered from her last orgy here that his cock never went down. She was glad he removed it from her right then, for she had come so fiercely she wanted some quiet moments to recover.

When she raised her head after her body quit throbbing, the scene in the club was hardly unique but certainly inspiring. There was fucking going on everywhere. Irish Deirdre, whom Jan hadn't noticed earlier, was getting fucked by Robbie Lester on top of the bar, Benny O'Boyle had a skinny brunette, bent over a bar stool and was fucking her dog fashion, Tall Collie was screwing Santa Cruz Shirley missionary style on the floor, and Weird Stanley was leaning against the wall, flogging his small and useless cock endlessly, tears streaming down his face because he couldn't get a hard on. Davis was getting blown by Fat Broad, and there were other combinations of couples doing the Good Thing together.

Jan was delighted, for there were a lot of cocks there she'd not met at her first orgy there, and that promised to be an exciting evening of fucking. She promised herself she'd get as many of the cocks into her as possible … except for Weird Stanley's … and she would try to get herself blown by every guy there, except for Tall Collie, who was so hung-up on sex he couldn't say «fuck» without getting sick to his stomach, and besides, he had chapped lips.

Right then, though, she had wait for the first round be over, for everybody was busy with their own action, so she went behind the bar and opened herself a coke. She took a couple of swigs, then set the drink on the bar when Benny O'Boyle came up to her and asked her suck him hard again. She obliged, for she was ever an obedient child … her mother had taught her do whatever adults told her, and before long she had Benny's cock as stiff and fat as it could get.

«As long as you've got it hard,» he said in his water-soft voice, «why don't we do something to make it soft again?»

«Like what?» Jan asked impishly.

«Like fucking,» Benny said. «I know that may sound square, at a fuck party like this, but I like straight, old- fashioned fucking better than anything else. That's why Kay and I got a divorce. Once she learned about some of the fancy-fucking things Davis taught her, my fucking was too dull for her.»

Who's Kay?» Jan asked, ever curious.

«She getting fucked in the ass over there in the corner,» Benny said. «For a tiny chick, she can take cock more different ways than anybody I ever saw.»

How would you like fuck?» Jan asked, afraid to pursue Benny's marital difficulties any closer. «I'm game for anything if you are.»

«Let's find a quiet spot on the floor,» he said. «The guys at least have provided us with a thick enough carpet that we can fuck the floor with some comfort.»

She took him by the cock and led him to a corner over behind some tables. They lay side by side, he lifted her upper leg and insinuated his cock into her snatch. He let it soak for a long time before he started screwing, and Jan appreciated the fact that he would fuck her leisurely. Most of the men she had fucked so far had been so horny, so turned on by her nubile teenage body that they fucked quickly, came rapidly … and on some cases, left her hanging with big bunches of unresolved orgasms orbiting within her cunt. But Benny was slow, and more, importantly, he as considerate. When their fucking started to heat up, he gave her a couple of finger-induced comes before he started the deep stroking that brought him off after a few moments.

«Thank you,» he said.

«You thank me for fucking,» Jan said, astonished that he should do so.

«Of course, Jan,» Benny said. «A man should always thank a woman for letting him fuck her.»

«Why?» she asked. «I get as, much out of it as you do.»

«True,» Benny said. «But there will be times when you'll fuck and you don't want to.»

«I will?»

«You sure will. You'll also fuck guys you don't really want to fuck. It may seem now like you'd never want to stop fucking, but the time will come that the novelty will be worn off, and then you'll appreciate a man who says thank you for the fuck.»

«If you say so,» she said, feeling his now flaccid cock slip from her pussy. «But I don't see how I could ever get tired of fucking.»

«Suppose,» he suggested, «that the only person you had to fuck was Weird Stanley.»

«Well, I'd jack off before I'd fuck him, «she replied vehemently

«See what I mean?» Benny asked, hugging her affectionately. «A lot of wives get feeling that way about their husbands, and they're not gutsy enough to go out and get laid some place else. So they wind up not fucking at all, or when they have to, they fuck pretending they're being fucked by somebody else.»

«How awful,» Jan said. «I wouldn't want to fuck that way, ever.»

That was the point where three-balled Robbie Lester came looking for her, and for the next several hours she was busy with one or more cocks in her body all the time, or with a face pressed tightly against her pussy while she sucked one pussy or another among the fine people who were the regulars at Ma Kidder's Bar and Infamous Sex Palace.

It was only with approaching dawn that Jan realised she had to get home. Davis drove her, dropped her a couple of houses away and waited until he saw her slip into her house.

Across the street, Fred, up for his pre-dawn piss, watched the lovely teenager slip into the house, and he wished he'd been out all night with her.

That was the way the orgy had gone, and Jan recalled it with delight as she finished her shower and toweled her lovely body dry. She was worried about Meat, for though she didn't need or want any fucking right then, he'd become particularly attached to her pet, so she dressed and went searching through the neighbourhood for him.

She found a lot of dogs in her walk through the tract where she lived, but no Meat. She turned down two rides, one by a boy she knew from the high school, and one from the father of one of her girl friends. The old man even suggested they go for a drive, and teenage Jan knew he wanted to fuck her, but she wasn't in the mood right then. She did file his name away in her mind as a possible source of cock some night when she couldn't get fucked at Ma Kidder's or anywhere else, but she turned him down now in favour of continuing to search for her Meat.

Not finding the dog, Jan began to worry for sure. Meat never wandered far from home, unless he was chasing doggy pussy … and Jan was pretty sure the dog wasn't up to chasing an y bitch in heat in town. Not after the fucking she'd given him the day before.

Finally, though, she turned and walked slowly back toward her house, a frown creasing her forehead in concern for her pet. She'd never really paid much attention to the pet before now, and it made her feel guilty, thinking back to the number of times she'd failed to fed him, or give him fresh water. Now that he had become the most important cock in her life, she wanted to know where he was every minute of the day. He was too good a fuck just to turn loose and let run the streets.

When she turned the corner and started down toward her house the middle of the block, she saw a car pull to a stop in front. She hurried forward, hoping it was something to do with Meat.

As she approached the car, the man driving got out and walked toward her. She frowned her annoyance when she recognised him.

It was Weird Stanley

«What the fuck are you doing here?» she demanded of the weird one before he got closer to her than ten feet.

«I've got a message for you,» he said. «They tried to phone you, but you didn't answer.»

«So give me the message,» she said.

«Not out here on the street,» Weird Stanley said. «Let's go inside.»

«Fuck you,» she snapped, walking past him.

«That's what I had in mind,» the simple-minded bartender said. «You don't understand me at all.»

«I understand you all too well,» Jan snapped. «I know you've got a tiny cock, weird-tasting come, and you

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