then, everyone smiling, Jane and her friend each reached over to the 'waiter' in front of her and pulled his cock out from the pouch. The two young studs reacted immediately, their pricks quickly stiffening out. Jane held one of the cocks in her hand for a few moments, and then knelt down in front of her young muscular partner and slowly quided his prick into her mouth. The young man closed his eyes as Jane's talented tongue began playing against the tip of his shaft. The second woman was also kneeling in front of her boy, pressing her large breasts together and moving closer to her partner, forcing the head of his cock between her two delectable mounds of softness. Then, as Jane began to pump her mouth hungrily over the first boy's cock, the second woman began rubbing her guy's cock between her breasts. I took a sip of my drink, alternating my attention between Ron, as he licked and teased at the now completely spread-open ass of Susan, and what Jane and her friend were doing to and with their two human toys. After a few minutes, the two young men groaned, almost simultaneously; the first boy's dick jerked and spurted out into Jane's waiting mouth. She increased the rhythm of her mouth's pumping as her lover climaxed, until finally his warm white cream leaked out from between her lips; the second of the two boys came about three seconds later, his jizz flying out over his partner's ample breasts, covering her with his excitement, until the flesh of her breasts and neck and belly were covered with his sticky opaque release. The second woman, her fingers smearing his semen over her breasts and nipples as if she were trying to rub it into her skin, then brought a slender glistening finger to her mouth. She licked at his cum with her tongue, her smile widening as her eyes stayed fixed on his and she tasted his salty white fluids.
By this time Ron had forced Susan to the floor and, positioning her on her hands and knees, was tasting the honey of her cunt from behind. Susan was squirming back against his face, forcing his tongue up into her cunt. Tom had joined the two, lowering himself to the floor, and holding Susan by the shoulders. Ron's hands found her breasts as they swung back and forth as she bucked back against Ron, and his fingers pinched and teased at her hard red nipples as she eagerly accepted Ron's fucking. Slowly, and with only a great amount of determination, I stood up from my chair. My cock, again stiff and hard, bulged out at my crotch. I walked across the room and back to the bar where I got a refill on my drink and picked a joint up out of a small silver bowl that had been placed on the far right end of the long surface of the bar.
I found a quiet area along the wall and lit the joint, every so often taking a sip from my drink. After a few moments, I was joined by the exotic amazon, Tamara, and her husband, David.
'Dianna was… was tremendous,' Tamara told me, 'we were in her room for her second performance. She's so beautiful, she really is.'
I thanked the woman, and found myself flattered simply by the fact that she had taken the time to speak with me. She was still wearing her long, almost floor-length skirt; the lines of her blouse dipped so low as to reveal the two great full curves of her huge firm breasts, leaving only the softness below her large crimson nipples hidden by the material. She was taller than I had remembered her from the patio, towering over everyone else in the room. I felt an almost desperate longing to lower myself into the woman, aching to sample her mammoth portion of treasures.
Tamara told me that both she and David had, as they had watched Dianna's second performance, tasted her.
'Ben she was so wet, so sweet…' Tamara winked, a bright lively grin that spoke of enthusiastic innocence.
Just as I was about to abandon my now-flagging efforts at self-control, the two young men-boys reappeared, each still wearing the black g-string-like pouches, each still looking young and strong as their oiled muscles flexed as they walked across the width of the livingroom. The two steped to the long couch in the center of the room and quickly moved it off to one side. They then moved the individual chairs and table until finally, a large circular area in the center of the room stood clear, the only furnishings left being a huge, square, white fleecy wool rug directly in front of the fireplace that extended from there almost to the opposite wall. At about this same time, I noticed that all of the women had either left the room or were in the process of doing so. Tamara said that she would be back in a few moments, but that we would have to part for the time being; she disappeared from the room with the other women. The male members were apparently familiar with the procedure as no one seemed concerned. I spent the next ten or fifteen minutes talking with Ron and Bill and David, finishing off my drink and, as best I could, relaxing.
CHAPTER FIVE
There was some giggling and sounds of movement coming from the door at the far end of the room. I turned to the commotion. The two young men, still clad in their g-strings, the materials straining at their bulging cocks, led the female members into the room. All of the women were naked, and both the women and the two boys were proceeding slowly across the length of the huge room in the direction of the white rug directly in front of the fireplace. Behind the group of naked female members came Pam and Dianna, each of them draped in what appeared to be towel-sized patches of thin gauzy material, blue in color, hiding absolutely nothing. It was only at this point that I realized that all of the women had, protruding from their cunts, thin white wires, the other ends disappeared into small hand-held control boxes. My cock began to once again ache as Ron told me that each of the wives had an electronically powered ben-wa-type device buried in her pussy, and that this had become the method by which The Group began this part of the party: 'A tradition,' he told me with a wink. The two young men led the women out to the center of the room in a bizarre impersonation of a man leading his pet across the floor. The men had arranged themseles into a loosely formed gauntlet, and watched as the women were led to the large white rug, Pam and Dianna followed. Arriving at the rug, the women, the wired dildos still hidden deep with their wetness, reclined onto the long-haired woolly softness, forming a circle, their heads pointing toward the center, their feet pointing outward. After all of the women had assumed this position, the two boys went around the circumference of the fleshy inviting swirl, spreading each woman's legs apart and placing each individual control box on the rug, the wires stretched full length, reaching down to between their knees and ankles. Then each of the boys walked over to Pam and Dianna, who stood waiting as the women had been arranging themselves on the rug. Dianna and Pam were then brought into the center of the circle. Each of the boys then, stepping behind the two applicants, quickly blindfolded them, stretching a strip of soft light-blue satin over the two women's eyes. My stare kept alternating between the women forming the circle and the two women in the lusty circle's center. I watched as the two boys guided the now-sightless Dianna and Pam to their knees, and then finally onto their backs. The two muscular, pouch-clad boy-men then left the room.
The men in the room were now looking at what appeared as some fantastically designed ornament of erotica. A large circle, formed by fifteen or sixteen beautifully voluptuous naked women, all on their backs, their spread-open legs pointing outward. From each woman's cunt protruded a thin, white plastic-coated wire, one end attached to the electric round egglike dildo buried inside the wet clutching softness, the other end disappearing into a small individual control box. Within the small circle above their heads were Dianna and Pam, both blindfolded, both on their backs, both draped in a filmy blue, virtually transparent satin patch of cloth, the pink redness of their nipples and the darkness of their mounds visible to those of us standing at the outside of the circle, looking down. At my feet was Tamara, her legs spread, the lips of her magical pussy slightly open; the wire coming from between her luscious labia to the small control box between her knees seemed to emphasize her anxious rediness. She caught my stare and forced the lips of her exposed wet cunt to jerk open and closed; as if winking at me. Next to Tamara, and just to my left, lay Samantha, Bob's wife. Like Dianna, Sam was a tall woman with sweeping, robust features. Her spread thighs betrayed the fact that she, too, hid in her soft depths a vibrator just as did the other women. Her eyes were closed, but her quick, heavy breathing indicated that she was more than aware of what was happening around her. On the other side of Samantha was Barbara, she, too, on her back with her legs spread open, a small white wire extending from her cunt out a couple of feet to the small control box between her slender legs. Iwo women whose~names I couldn't then recall were positioned between Barbara and Susan. Susan looked magnificently vulnerable; her eyes were closed and her hands teased at her own nipples, pinching and rubbing the extended bright-red flesh. Although none of the vibrators had yet been turned on, it was apparent from the way that Susan was slowly, almost imperceptibly, rotating her hips, that the woman was anxious for whatever use anyone chose to make of her. Next to Susan was a woman to whom I had not as yet been introduced. I later learned that her name was Eve. She was an extremely tiny fox, although her breasts were
