other's violently trembling cunts, their expressions completely wanton, their hips pumping in unison. Another girl straddled a prone man and pumped up and down, her wetly gaping cunt sliding up and down his penis while she eagerly sucked the long white cock of another man standing next to her as he fondled another girl's breasts with both hands and had his tongue buried in a third woman's wide-stretched pussy.

It was a wildly writhing, mad scene Kim was watching, like something out of the erotic version of The Arabian Nights. With a slow dawning, she realized that this was her wish, this was the orgy she had wanted to participate in. Except for Nichole, Kim didn't really know anyone present. Except for their names, she knew little of Klaus and Ernie. She need never see any of these people, including Nichole, ever again in her life. This was her one big chance. Hank dimmed in her memory as she saw the wantonly writhing figures in front of her. And suddenly she wanted to take part – to fuck and be fucked.

'You like that?' Klaus was sitting behind her, his lips to her ear, whispering, while his hands slid around her waist and up to her breasts, cupping them, feeling them all soft and rubbery under the dress.

Looking at the mass scene in front of her, it seemed natural to say, 'Yes!' and let him paw her. He slowly pushed her down on the bed until she was lying on her stomach, panting, watching the salacious scene on the other side of the mirror. He had her flat on her stomach with her legs hanging over the side of the bed. She let her knees touch the floor, and she half-knelt, half-lay on the bed, her fleshy buttocks firmly rounded and stuck out, with Klaus lifting her dress and inspecting her creamy, perfectly formed ass under her little white panties.

Her too-tight panties cut into the anal crevice and vanished under her flesh, more or less exposing her twin ass cheeks. Klaus looked at them, muttering in German as he gently caressed her warm flesh. Kim could feel him kneeling behind her now and leaning his weight over her. Her own torso, under him, began swaying in rhythm to the wild scene she viewed with glassy eyes. The young housewife watched Nichole getting savagely fucked by a total stranger and she began pumping her hips in time to the brunette's.

Klaus stretched out over her and his arms wedged themselves between the bed and her body; he massaged and cupped her breasts while she rested some of her weight on her elbows, lifting herself slightly and giving him greater freedom as she squirmed her buttocks back, hard against his loins. She could feel a long, hard stiffness there swelling under his pants, and when he jerked eagerly forward, she could feel the full thickness of it pressing through her flimsy panties and into the crevice of her buttocks. The thin folds of the bunched nylon material grated against her tiny, sensitive anus sending small warning spasms of lewd pleasure rippling up her belly to the rising nipples of her breasts.

Sure of himself now, Klaus unzipped her dress down to her buttocks. His hands slipped into the opening from behind, curling around her bare mid-section and rising to push the tight restricting brassiere up and away from her ripely swollen breasts. His bands cupped the resilient mounds greedily as they came free, trapping the hardened, sensitive nipples between thumb and forefinger; squeezing until a tiny excruciating sensation brought a gasp of surprised pleasure from the drugged housewife's open lips. He pushed forward with his pelvis sinking his still covered hardness deeper into the split of her involuntarily contracting buttocks. On the other side of the mirror, she saw a girl, her young face twisted in rapture, getting her nipples sucked by two men.

Kim's breath came in obscene gasps and the muscles in her ripely lush body were as taut as bow-strings as she reacted involuntarily to the maddening fondling of Klaus' hands on her sensitive flesh. She jerked and jumped as one of his tormenting warm hands left her breast to trail a slow teasing path down the soft unresisting belly and insert itself into the elastic waistband of her panties where it teased thrillingly at the pubic hair raising from the 'vee' of her pussy. It played there for a moment then suddenly curled down into the moistly ready hot slit up between her legs, the nail scraping gently at the tiny bud of her clitoris, sending it springing into quivering life. Kim jerked forward slightly as the hand curled further under her cuntal crevice, parting the softly hot lips of her vagina to teasingly snake its way inside the tight little opening of her cunt, sending wild electric shocks of pleasure stabbing through her.

The rigid hugeness of his cock confined under his trousers was now pressed in the deep, sweat-moistened crevice of her ass; it was heatedly throbbing as though it had a life of its own. Involuntarily, she ground back against it, imprisoned licentiously between it and the outstretched finger worming ever deeper in her hungrily twitching vagina.

Klaus began a gentle rocking motion to which her own body responded in time to the bobbing head of Nichole out there on the other side of the mirror. Nichole was in the middle of a huge orgy as she sucked a man's long hard cock while one woman caressed her breasts and the other had her head buried between the sensual brunette's legs. Nichole had been fucked, and the man had turned to some other pleasure. Nichole took a massively pulsating penis that was offered in front of her face and never even looked at the man. Klaus and Kim were both looking at the pert brunette and rocking in time to the bobbing of her head out there when the German said, 'Bend more and spread your legs. I'm going to fuck you from behind.'

'Oh, God, no!' Kim panted between tightly clenched teeth, unable to stop the rocking of her shamelessly aroused body back against his hand.

'I fuck you good and you can vatch at the same time,' he whispered in her ear. The lewd words excited her strangely through the drugged hashish haze, and the young red-headed wife groaned in surrender as he pushed her upper body forward over the bed. Her muscles were like rubber and she almost fell, resting on her elbows some more, her face only inches from the mirror.

Her ripely full buttocks wavered in the air behind her, and she shuddered as she felt the German's hands lift her dress above her hips, bunching it around her wasp-like waist and drawing her thin white nylon panties down over the fun, fleshy, rounded white cheeks of her ass, leaving her panties to hang at her knees. A cool rush of air hit her backside and she suddenly flushed in shame. Her whole rear end was nakedly exposed to him, waving back in a lewd invitation to any humiliation he might want to inflict on her. A last fleeting thought of Hank flickered through her conscience as she heard the metallic zip of a zipper behind her as Klaus opened his fly and his long thick cock burst into welcome freedom. There was no time for further thought.

She heard him drop heavily to his knees behind her straining buttocks; then he bent over and his hot, torturing tongue licked lasciviously and moistly down the entire length of her sweating anal crevice before he abruptly stopped and flicked the tip of his tongue into the tightly puckered little ring of her anus.

'God! Oh. GOD!' she moaned as the tantalizing licking of his tongue invaded her tortured loins, teasing her like some demon from another world. She quivered back against it, screwing her buttocks in small circles around and around to feel deliciously its complete rape of her helplessly exposed anus. There was nothing in the world like this feeling. She had never known it before: it was different it was wicked, it consumed the whole of her being and there was nothing else in the universe now but the hotly lashing tongue licking at her from behind. Wild thoughts of joining the orgy ran through her mind once more as she watched two men fucking a sixteen year-old blonde in the cunt and mouth at the same time. She reveled in the lewd tingling joy until she thought suddenly her whole body was going to explode in a thousand fragments.

Klaus stopped just in time. He slithered his tongue up the moist crevice again, over her back and to the base of her spine, following the bony ridges up her back until this progress was halted by the flimsy dress bunched around her narrow waist.

He shifted behind her, and Kim suddenly quivered in fear as she felt the hugeness of the lust-swollen head of his penis press into the split between her wide-spread buttocks.

Oh, God, he's too big! The thought raced through her suddenly fear-filled mind. He's bigger than the first man up on the platform, he's even bigger than Ernie! He'll split me open!!

Her tightly clenched buttocks involuntarily cringed forward, drawing away from the rubbery tipped cock pressing into her from behind, but it followed like a long shadow. Her forehead was pressed tightly against the mirror. There was nowhere else to go! Her nakedly cringing body was trapped between the glass and the searching fleshy monster behind her. She gaped at the reflection in the mirror – a reflection of a girl with lovely breasts who stood on the mattress and wantonly gazed right back at her. Only she was looking at her reflection, at her own nakedly voluptuous body, and caressing her own magnificent breasts as her hand wandered down to her crotch in search of her cunt. It was obvious that the reflection was going to excite herself and watch while she did it. She looked right at him as she slowly, tantalizingly, finger-fucked her pussy.

Behind her, Klaus was going to impale her! He was going to split her!

She felt his hands close around the tops of her firmly fleshed thighs, gripping them tightly, his fingers digging harshly into her soft white flesh.

'Reach behind… put… it… in!' he panted.

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