with spilled jism. There was fuck cream on her chin, too. Sam was standing over her, looking down in amazement.
'Just showing the kids a little nature she said with a wan smile on her face. Then she lifted her arms towards the Scout leader.
After a moment's hesitation, Sam began unbuckling his belt. In another second he was on top of her where one of his Scouts had been so recently.. As he slipped his cock in her cunt, Ann recognized the mare experienced movements of an older man. What he lacked in breathless enthusiasm, he made up with the controlled sensuality of an experienced fucker. His stroke was long and deep. Even' time he pushed his rod deep within her cunt, he hesitated for a second, then withdrew it at a slightly different angle. In that way he gave her cunt-hole a thorough rubdown with his bulging cock-head. In a while he changed his stroke to a sideways pull and push. When he did this, Ann's body shook slightly every time he moved the base of his prick from one side to the other.
She had had a bunch of orgasms with the boy's, but the one she was building to now was going to be a bigger and better one. She heard Sam taking increasingly deeper breaths and she was breathing in the same crescendoing pattern. As he lay on tap of her, he held her tits, one in each hand, and squeezed them as if trying to squeeze liquid passion from them.
Ann grabbed his head and turned his face to hers. Her mouth attacked his in a desperate kiss and she screwed her tongue into his hot mouth. Her legs rose around his hips and moved as if she were trying to climb up his body. Meanwhile, he kept moving his prick in and out of her grasping cunt in the way that drove her into a fit of greedy lust.
When Sam felt her cunt contracting spasmodically on his tool, he knew she was about to come. He was on the threshold himself. Suddenly the woods were full of the sound of Ann's passion-filled moans punctuated by Sam's grunts of climactic rapture. Their bodies continued to jerk and twitch for a long time after they both bit their peak because of the tremendous force of the orgasms.
'I hope you're not mad at me for giving you competition for the boys' attention,' she told him when she had caught her breath.
'Well, I guess I was, but I have to admit you gave them a more interesting lesson than I could have. You gave me a pretty good lesson, too.' Sam slowly got out of her and stood up. As he pulled up his pants, he said good-bye and asked her if she were going to stay there like she was.
'Yes, I think I'll just lie here and relax and enjoy the peace of the forest,' she said. 'Besides, you can never tell when another troop of Scouts will pass through.' Sam waved and walked away to gather up his boys. Ann remained lying against the tree with her treasures exposed to the cool air. It was a long time since she had flicked in the woods, and she found that it was the nicest place to recover from a gang-bang. It was a very remote part of the park and after a while she gave up on the idea of any other candidates for her lust to come by. Eventually, she got up and got herself together and left the cozy spot, but she made sure she would be able to find it again.
As she left the park, she felt even more relaxed than she had when she entered. What a wonderful idea it was to have these parks all over the cities, where people could come and find a bit of the simpler things of life, she thought. As she drove away in the Jag, though, the excitement of city life filled her once again as she raced the other traffic on the road and zipped in and out of the flowing lanes.
CHAPTER TEN
That night while Ann was finger-fucking in front of the television, her phone rang. She wasn't so excited by her diddling that she couldn't answer. It was her mother. After exchanging pleasantries and the latest news, her mother said that she was taking a vacation with Ann's father and they would like her to go along.
'Where are you going?' Ann asked.
'A cruise to the Galapagos Islands,' her mother said.
Ann had been on cruises with her parents before. They were mainly for older people and Ann had- fucked every member of the crew about a dozen times before the trip ended. Her mother thought a cruise would be a good way for Ann to catch' a husband, though, and was always trying to get her to go on one. If only Ann could tell her mother that she wasn't interested in a husband unless he was sixteen years old. But she couldn't. She told her mother that she would call her back later, and went back to her cit-rubbing.
Before she was able to bring herself off, the phone rang again. This time it was Peter, an old friend from college who liked to come over once in a while and have Ann jerk him off with her feet. He was a weird guy, but Ann liked him. She wasn't too eager to see him that night, but she didn't have the heart to say no. He said that he would be over at eight.
Once again she began leisure1y tickling her clitoris, and once again the phone rang. She decided to let it ring unanswered, but whoever it was was very persistent and the phone kept on ringing. The ringing disturbed her masturbatory efforts and she picked up the receiver. It was another old friend. Clark was a traveling salesman who called Ann when he was in town. He wanted to see her that night, too, and she invited him over. It would be more interesting if there was someone besides Peter around, she figured. Besides, Clark had a few odd habits that Ann enjoyed. This time, rather than hanging the phone up, she left the receiver off the hook. She wanted to get back to television and her clitoris. She was watching a nature show about black bears. It was nice to watch the big animals lumbering around, but if she weren't jerking off simultaneously, it wouldn't have been very exciting.
When a commercial came on, Ann put her finger squarely on the swollen love bud and wiggled it vigorously. The motion she applied to her clit was amplified and played back by her whole body as she shook with lust. She closed her eyes and put her head back, frying to make the sensations last as long as possible. When the bliss ended, she thought about the coming evening.
Peter the foot freak and Clark would make it a fairly interesting night, but she wanted morn. If she could arrange for a few more guests, she could have a real orgy. Ann began to think about various people with various tastes who could be invited. A whole rogues' gallery marched through her mind as she recognized some of the people she had fucked with in the last year. The more she thought about it, the better it seemed and she went to the phone and started calling.
Some of the people she called she hadn't seen in a long time, and they turned out to have disappeared from the scene, but about half the people she tailed she was able to talk to. When they heard that she was giving a party that night, most of them were eager to come. They knew that a party thrown by a chick like her would have to be a hot time.
Ann was really excited by the plan. She took a tower and called up the local deli. She had them bring over a whole feast, and the delivery boys figured into her plans, too. At about eight o'clock things began happening. Boys from the deli bringing in boxes of food, beer and snacks. Peter showed up, and as he was making himself comfortable, more people wandered in.
Soon there was music, people were milling around and few couples, triples and singles were involved in various forms of sexual play here and there around the apartment. Ann sat in her usual chair like a queen of sex surrounded by her court of perversion. She noticed that Peter had Sara, a lesbian hooker, cornered and was pulling off her shoes. Sara wasn't paying any attention to him, though, because she was watching Betty masturbate with a bottle of wine. When Betty pulled the bottle from her cunt, Henry, an old character who always managed to show up at all the orgies, grabbed the battle and took a big pull of wine from it. A group of young boys whom Carol brought in were sitting around watching Rose, Ann's old lezzie lover, sucking Mary's cunt.
Bertha, as usual was dancing near the record player and taking her clothes off seductively. Every time she threw a garment from her, Clark picked it up and used it to adorn his naked body. He had a pair of nylon stockings hanging from his stiff prick and was wearing a slinky pair of bikini panties like a surgical mask. A slim, masculine- looking woman was helping Bertha unfasten her bra.
The couch was covered with naked bodies entwined in a huge knot. There were so many people in the knot that they were spilling over onto the floor. Here and there in the human pile, there could be seen some pumping action and a face in an ecstatic expression stuck out from various places. Ann- could see that some people in the heap were connected to as many as four others. Drops of cum and cunt-,juice were seeping out from between the bodies.
Ann was sitting in her crotchless undies and nippleless bra. She had been watching the action until then,
