“We shouldn’t, Doc, we really shouldn’t.”
“I know we shouldn’t, but let’s, anyway.”
He took her hand and pulled her to her feet. She followed him to the door; she balked. She had been drinking for two hours and felt light headed, drunk actually, but knew it was no excuse for letting him go as far as he already had. She had to stop this madness.
“Doc, we can’t do this,” she cried.
“Other wives do it, honey. Take a look behind you. Look, there’s Donohue’s church-going little spouse.”
Sue looked. Donohue’s little wife was sitting on the couch they had just vacated, her skirt was around her hips and a man knelt in front of her, his face buried in her ample muff. She was smiling and holding the man’s head firmly in place.
“Donohue’s out on the terrace with one of the whores, the pretty one in the red slacks. I’ll bet she doesn’t have those red slacks on anymore. And… shit, there’s my own wife, there’s Molly.”
Molly was on her back on the floor, completely naked, and there was a man on top of her, his pants bunched around his knees. Sue could hear his cock sloshing in her cunt.
“Shit, I’m so drunk,” she said, and wobbled, almost falling.
Doc caught her and pulled her close. She let him kiss her and feel her ass. “Doc, Doc,” she moaned, hunching against the thick lump in his pants.
Beth was still sitting on Ken’s lap, his cock soft as wet putty, but still in her cunt. She turned her head and saw Ted was still standing beside the chair. He had his cock out and it was hard. As if it was the most natural thing to do, she bent her head and let him push it into her mouth. With no help from her hands, she brought him off quickly. He grunted loudly and filled her mouth with thick, rich cream. Another cock quickly replaced Ted’s. Beth sucked off three more men in rapid succession. Her throat burned.
She finally pulled off Ken’s limp prick and got to her feet. Looking around, she saw the cocktail party was now a full scale orgy. Both large couches held fucking couples. She saw Molly lying naked on the floor, a man standing over her wringing out the last few drops of cum onto her belly.
The top half of Beth’s dress was bunched around her waist. She thrust out her full tits with pride and walked over to Molly. It excited her when she stepped over the woman and stood with a foot on each side of her head. She knew Molly was getting a mighty good look.
Molly looked up at the inverted V of Beth’s legs, gazed at the beautiful hair covered gash. She pursed her lips and blew a kiss.
“Do you really want to kiss it?” Beth said.
“Very much,” Molly answered.
Beth felt the excitement flood her belly. She lifted her skirt so she could see, and sank slowly to her knees. “All right, kiss it,” she whispered.
Molly lifted herself to her elbows, raising her face into the tight V. She kissed lightly at Beth’s cunt, Beth shuddered and gasped out loud. And then Molly’s mouth was over her cunt, sucking, her tongue rolling out to slide wetly between the soft, hairy lips. She seemed to do it so much better than a man, so gentle, so expert, her lips and tongue caressing all the right places.
“God, Molly,” Beth gasped. “I feel so weak, so trembly. I think I’m going to fall.”
Molly freed her mouth. “Lay down on your back. I’ll eat your pussy like it’s never been eaten before.”
It was exactly what Beth wanted. She lifted her knee and went over onto the floor, her legs falling open. Molly got between her legs and again put her lips to Beth’s cunt. She could taste the man on her cunt, but she could also taste the woman. Molly loved the taste of woman.
“Yes, Molly, eat it,” Beth purred. “Suck my cunt. Make me feel good. I wanta cum again.”
Beth lay back and abandoned herself to her thoughts and her feelings. She could feel Molly’s tongue going deep in her cunt, pulling out, going back in. A shivery feeling danced up her spine it felt so good. Molly used the tips of her fingers, too, tickling lightly on the insides of her widespread thighs, moving up to rub the lips, swirl around on her hard little clit. It was a lovely feeling.
She wondered what a cunt would taste like, wondered if eating a cunt was as exciting as sucking cock. She suspected it was, not that she would ever do it.
“Oh, Molly, I’m getting close,” she cried, lifting her knees.
Molly knew Beth was almost there and applied the pressure. She wished Beth hadn’t been fucked first, it killed some of the ripe girl taste. She would have to eat her sometime when it was just the two of them go sixty- nine all afternoon some day. She knew Beth would do it to her if she was hot enough, and it didn’t seem to take too much effort to get Beth hot.
Beth was hunching against her mouth now, gurgling deep in her throat. Yeh, she was coming and coming hard, jerking and twisting her hips. It was a pleasure to suck a girl that came so hard.
Beth sat up when Molly drew away. “That was good, Molly,” she said.
“We’ll have to do it sometime when we’re alone. It’ll be even better.”
“Okay,” Beth said softly.
Beth got to her feet. “I have to piss,” she said.
“First door on your left down the hall,” Molly said.
Beth opened the first door on her right and started to go in. It was a bedroom, and there was a couple on the bed fucking. Both were naked and the guy was really pounding it into her. She stepped back out, closed the door, and went across the hall to the correct door.
On her way back, she peeked into the bedroom again. They were still going hard and strong. How quaint, Beth thought, fucking in here all by themselves. She stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. She stood watching for quite a while before she realized it was Doc and his friend’s wife, the one who didn’t cheat on her husband.
Doc started jerking and grunting, and Beth knew he was emptying his nuts into the woman’s belly. It made her tingle. She just couldn’t seem to get enough anymore.
She watched while Doc finished and then rolled off. The lady lay still, her knees up and open wide. She stared at the open cunt, wanting a closer look.
Doc noticed her standing at the door and sat up. “Come on in, Beth, and take off the rest of your dress.”
Beth still wore her dress with the top half hanging from her waist. She pushed the dress down her legs and went over to the bed. She saw the glazed, far-away look in Sue’s eyes, noticed the thick, sweet smell of pot, and realized that Sue was really high.
“Climb up here on the bed, honey,” Doc said. “Would you like some grass? It’s really great stuff.”
“Yeh,” she said, and crawled onto the bed.
She put her hand between Doc’s thighs while he lit up. His cock was wet and sticky. She held it tight while she took her first hit, held it in, then took another.
Beth went quickly. She felt grand and took another big pull on the weed. She liked it, and she liked holding Doc’s cock, and she liked the naked, well fucked girl spread-eagled beside them. She put her other hand on the girl’s thigh and stared at her open cunt. Doc’s cream was leaking out a little at the bottom of the long slit. Beth wet her lips with her tongue.
“She looks good enough to eat, doesn’t she?” Doc said. When Beth didn’t answer, he looked at, her face, saw the raw lust in her glassy eyes. “Have you ever eaten another girl?”
Beth shook her head.
“Go ahead, plant a big smack on her snatch. She’s as sweet as honey. I know, I ate her before I fucked her.”
“I couldn’t, Doc.”
“The fuck you couldn’t. You can do anything else. Come on, you’ll like it. Molly loves it.”
Beth couldn’t seem to control her urges at all. She wanted desperately to kiss this young woman’s cunt. She leaned forward, smelled the strong aroma of sex, of open pussy. “Oh, Doc, should I?” she whispered.
“Yeh, do it, Beth,” he said.
She had her face between Sue’s thighs now, and kissed the smooth, legs, first one and then the other. She kept kissing, moving slowly upwards. The wet cunt hair tickled her nose as her mouth neared the deep, red slit. The smell was strong, raw. The hair along the lips was matted wetly against Sue’s crotch– Doc’s thick cum was there in abundance. Beth’s heart pounded with exhilaration, her stomach a tight knot of excitement. She was really going to
