and close around my penis. Her hot wetness felt as if she were trying to suck the scum from my cock with her pussy. My mouth lowered around her breasts as I ground against her. Then I heard Dianna moan loudly, and Bill began pumping into her violently. Dianna turned her head back over her shoulder and whispered something I couldn't hear. Bill strained and, with Dee moaning loudly past the far reaches of her control, began to flood into her. Dianna bucked against him, her nipple still held in the wet grasp of Jim's sucking lips. Suddenly I felt my nuts jerk in convulsion, and the tide of my release surged past my own limits, shooting out into Tamara's waiting, accepting pussy. The woman gasped as I inundated into her, my warm thick fluids overflowing into her. Tamara's legs wrapped around me, holding me to her. Suddenly her eyes snapped shut; her whole body shuddered. She uttered what sounded like a sharp, high-pitched cry, then, still holding me within the fleshy firm grip on her thighs, rocketed into her orgasm, arching and bucking and twisting against me, the sucking hot flesh of her cunt drinking in my semen.
I looked back over to Dianna. Bill had finished with her and had pulled his prick from her. His place had been taken by Ted, who, within seconds of entering her, began to fill her with his own desperate release. I kept pumping into the insatiable Tamara, watching Ted ball Dianna.
Minutes passed, until finally I had nothing more to give the woman. I pulled from her, Ron immediately moving to her, quickly driving his rock-hard plank into her. Her climax continued as Ron and I switched places, then rising up to new, unexplored heights as the new and unfamilar cock stuffed into her. I turned to my right. Barbara was on her hands and knees, her head down against Frank, her mouth filled with his prick. She held her ass high up in the air, displaying the inviting glimmering pink flesh of her pussy. My cock hardened once again and, as Ted continued to fill my wife, I fucked Barbara, mounting her and driving myself down into her pussy. She arched up, spreading her thighs wide. Just as Frank exploded into her mouth, my own release fired into her cunt. She moaned as we both filled her together, rotating her rear end in a wide, slowly traced circle as I pumped and pumped again into her. As my cock jerked its white creamy load into Barbara, Parn was suddenly kneeling next to me. She was still blindfolded, her hands finding my shoulders, then my face. She moved closer, pressing her firm young tits into my mouth. Sated finally by Barbara, I withdrew from her and moved to Pam. She immediately laid back on the rug, spreading her legs, pleading with me to take her. Her fingers pulled open her youthful pussy for my stare. Slow-moving, sticky streams of her several lovers' cum emanated from between the lips of her cunt as she invited me into her. Though old enough tp possess a consummate skill at fucking, she was still young enough to be driven by a fresh anxious enthusiasm, and each of my movements was answered by one of hers. Her twat was a tight, warm, slippery tube, strong and grabbing; my fingers dug into the softness of her ripe firm boobs, and my lips sucked at the bright-redness of her nipples. She arched up beneath me, holding herself up under my weight, holding her cunt up so that I could thrust deeper and deeper into her. Her face shifted from side to side until finally she broke into the infinite tumbling of her climax; my thighs stiffened at her first cries of release, and then I gushed into her, my^emen showering into the young sucking tightness of her snatch. Dianna's whimpering release added to the universal eclectic excitement as I filled the sultry teenager beneath me. Rich, seeing that I had taken Pam, was now mounting Dianna, driving his cock into her anus even as Ted was spilling his seed into her pussy. Dianna groaned loudly at the pressure; then, squatting back against him, drove his shaft farther up into her dark tightness. He came immediately, his jizz mixing with that of those who had taken her earlier. I continued to spill into Pam until I thought that her sucking crotch might pull all of me into her. In some mystical way, my entire body would be transformed into one great opaque geyser of my own release, flooding through myself and into her. I gasped for breath, finding that the musky scent of the woman's anticipation was so heavy in the air that I could taste it. The crackling of the fire mingled with her moans and breathy whisperings of the lovers, and that in turn melded into the incessant music that mellowed into the room like an invisible thick cloud. For the next several infinite periods of time, hungry, searching bodies moved to other hungry searching bodies, tasting and eating and fucking together, curves and hardness becoming one, then moving on to other bodies, lofty peaks reached with one and two and three and sometimes four other bodies at one peak at a time; and never during that brief fleeting span of infinity did the bodies stop; beyond both control and release, trapped out beyond their own ability to be satisfied, everyone tumbled together through the one shared orgasm, locked together in one single massive fucking. Minutes became tens of minutes, and the tens of minutes became parts of hours, and still it continued. It seemed that I had taken every woman in the room; flashes of fantastic visions screamed across my mind even as I lived through them: standing over Melinda as she streaked through a dizzying climax along with four other men; the woman was on her back, thrashing under our weight as we covered her, tongues sucking and licking at her tasty bod, cocks thrusting into her, fingers grabbing at her; her great round breasts were covered with the warm creamy reiief of those who had used her before; Vivian spread open and wide, riding three of us at one time, three cocks spurting into her as she soared in an explosion of frenzy far beyond where she had ever soared before. I took Dianna from behind, my cock sliding through the warm creamy ocean of release left there by those who had taken her before. I filled Dianna as she came, her great boobs shaking from side to side as she convulsed through her never-ending climax. By that time, most of the women were overflowing with the cum of their male lovers, creamy strands of semen seeping from between the lips of their pussies, rolling gently down the inside of trembling, shaking thighs, staining with dark wet spots the fleece of the rug beneath them. At one point, I rested for a few minutes, watching Linda and Jane enjoy each other's body, their fucking so intense as to inspire several of the other women around them to ride the winds of their orgasm for a few million miles, at least, on the softness and the wetness of their sisters in sex. I exploded into Melinda's ass as she squatted down, impaled on Samantha's tongue. With Bob holding Laura's buttocks open, I inserted a long thin rubber dildo into her dark tight opening, just as she and Ta-mara, the two of them with their tongues in one another's cunt, rode the other through the soft wet crashing of their shared orgasm. One of the men had stuffed one end of the long double- headed dildo into Carol's ass and, on her hands and knees, she took several of the men as they mounted her from behind, the long tube of the rubber prick hanging out from the cheeks of her luscious ass, swinging from side to side as she shuddered to the rhythm of her coming. And then it continued further and further into the night, every sensation and experience and feeling mixing and melding into one endless blue of lust. Until finally, it was quiet. Somewhere back in my memory I might have been able to recall exactly at what point in time the frenetic desperate motion had ceased, and the absolute stillness had begun, but a deep sleep overtook me as it did most of the others in the room and I no longer really cared. Those who stayed awake remained around the rug, most with their eyes closed, all silent, luxuriating in the great final flood of release and rest. Muscles that had been tensed to the point of snapping fell lax and limp; the vacuum created by the continuous release of energy filled slowly with the sleep and the silence, the tired used bodies quickly drinking in the refreshing interval in their effort to restore themselves. I noticed just before dropping into the spinning blackness of my own sleep that even the sharp erratic snapping of the fire had grown silent, the once-leaping red and gold flames having receded, leaving only the warm, charred skeleton of the great logs that provided the nourishment for the fire. One of the tall French doors leading out onto the patio was slightly ajar, and the heavy perfumed air of the room drifted out, replaced by the slightly warm, slightly cool air from the dark of the early morning, drifting in, rushing against the white sheer drapes framing the tall paned doors on each side. I was half on my back, half on my left side, my right arm draped over Dianna's waist; Pam lying just behind me, the tips of her nipples brushing up against my shoulders as she breathed. All around me were other naked bodies, all huddled together in the protective dark envelope of sleep. I heard the cry of a bird from far off in the darkness, surrounding the house, and I indenti-fied it as one of the many types of owls that abounded in the area. The sky was taking on that pitch-black star-sparkling blackness that it does sometimes as the earth spins into the first of the early morning hours. I watched the stars through the windows to my left for a few seconds, listening to Dianna's finally satisfied brathing. And then I slept. Although my body was tired beyond anything I had ever felt before, my mind reveled in the quietude. Flashes of Dianna passed across the darkness, visions of her spectacular curving body, and the overwhelming enthusiasm with which she pursued whatever pleasures she could find to enhance the pleasures of that same body. I remembered back a year or two before, when Dianna had volunteered to be the star performer in an annually held New Year's Eve Show, the show restricted to an audience of highrolling couples, the show really serving as merely an excuse for the display of Dianna's expansive sexual expertise. The show had ended with the audience on stage, everyone who had watched Dianna perform driven into an unstoppable sexual rush, men and women fucking one after the other, Dianna rejoicing in the flood of attention lavished on her as she yielded herself up to my directions. I recalled at a place far removed from where I now napped a vacation the two of us had shared. Bathed in the sun of an isolated South Pacific island, we were given the opportunity to witness a ceremony of the Islanders, performed to welcome the tribe's young girls to the world of womanhood. The four girls who had just that year reached the tradition-
