Joe gripped Sheree's thighs and hung on, finding it all he could do to keep his prick implanted in her boiling pussy as the turned on girl's hips began whipping wildly toward orgasm. Rich put his hands around her trim waist and rode her, content to let Sheree's bucking, wriggling ass suck him off like a second mouth as her pussy went into high gear.
The sensations seemed to be swirling through Sheree's lust-swept body from all sides. They melted together to form a white-hot sheet of desire that enveloped her and made her hungry for the shower of male cum that would release her overpowering orgasm.
'Ahhhhh! Swallow it all!' Bill suddenly roared.
The first spatters of his sticky cream hit Sheree in the mouth just as she felt his hands entwining themselves in her long hair. He tugged her forward, burying the gushing cock deep in her sucking throat. Sheree went crazy with the taste, gulping the hot jism down as if it were food from heaven.
The sight of Sheree eating Bill's load while her churning ass wiggled back to meet their combined thrusts was too much for Joe and Rich. With bellows of pleasure, the two men came at the same moment, blowing wad after burning wad of cum up Sheree's ass and pussy.
Sheree's brain was once again transformed into a red haze of passion as she felt them going off inside her. Her pussy spasmed in time with her clamping asshole and shuddering tits. The orgasm racing through her body made her oblivious to anything except the flashes of total joy ripping through her super-charged frame. She jammed Joe's big dick blissfully up into her gripping cunt as she worked Rich's pumping cock over with her tight ass chute, reveling in the feeling of hot cum pouring into her convulsing body from all possible angles as she ate the last of Bill's jism.
At last, the flood subsided. Bill's drained cock dropped from her lips and, he sat back to rub his carpet-raw knees. Joe pulled out of her flooded pussy and lay motionless. Rich worked his shrinking prick free of her clinging ass and fell back onto the rug.
Sheree looked around excitedly as the bodies fell away from her. It had been one of the most spectacular comes of her life, but she was discovering something odd about herself and group sex – it turned her on so thoroughly that she needed no time in between encounters. Her satiated pussy was already hungry for more cock – or tongue!
'Pam, sweetie, your time has come!' Sheree panted, tugging her breast impatiently out of her girlfriend's still nursing mouth.
Sheree positioned herself for a classic sixty-nine, trapping her reluctant friend with her thighs. Pam had no choice but to suck pussy as Sheree lowered her cunt down onto the brunette's face and dove into the squirming girl's snatch with her own eager tongue.
Pam was not the expert cunt sucker DeeDee was, but Sheree was soon close to shooting off again just on the knowledge that Pam had never done this for anyone else before. She loved the way Pam sucked Joe's cum out of her pussy and noisily gulped it down.
'Mmmmmm!' Sheree hummed, Pam's up-raised clit clamped between her vibrating lips.
'Ohhhhh-ahhhhh!' Pam screamed with joy, her orgasming pussy sending a hot spray of cunt juice up into Sheree's bobbing face.
'I'm next, Sis,' DeeDee said, taking over Sheree's position between Pam's open legs.
'What about me? I'm ready for action again after watching those two hot little cunts eat each other!' Joe announced proudly.
'Me too! Who wants it?' Rich bragged, waving his stiff cock toward Sheree.
'Came ahead, gang. We got all night!' She invited, laying back and opening her legs. 'Who's next?'
CHAPTER TEN
'Man, it's going to be the shits around here without you!' Sheree's voice was dismal as she watched DeeDee load the last of her suitcases into the Porsche.
'I wish I could stay longer too, beauty, for all the same reasons,' DeeDee whispered, stroking Sheree's tits through the flimsy fabric of her halter top. 'But vacations only last so long, and I gotta get back to the city.'
It had been a week since the all night fuck party and DeeDee had been Sheree's only sex partner since then. Now that she was departing, Sheree felt truly alone.
'I just wish Pam wasn't being such a cunt about this whole thing!' Sheree said dejectedly.
Pam had been unable to accept what had happened at the party in the cold light of day. She had called the next morning, her voice bordering on hysteria, to tell the Sable sisters that they were nothing but a 'couple of cunt-licking lezzies' who took advantage of 'straight girls' like Pam once they had them drunk. She had refused to talk to either Sheree or DeeDee since the phone call after the party.
'Yeah, I guess some chicks just take longer than others to own up to their vices,' DeeDee sighed.
'All I know is, I'm not going near Pam until she cools down!' Sheree insisted.
The tall blonde rubbed Sheree's nipples affectionately and kissed her on the cheek. She started for the house.
'I'll just tell Mom goodbye and then split,' DeeDee yelled back at her sister. 'I hate these long scenes, kid!'
Sheree nodded, a tear rolling down her cheek. DeeDee came bursting out of the house, gave Sheree a wink and a quick hug, and hopped into the car the miserable youngster noticed a tear in DeeDee's eye also as she waved and backed out of the drive.
What a fucking drag, Sheree thought morosely, walking back up to the house and sitting dejectedly in the shady porch swing. This had started out to be the best summer of her life, and now it had turned to crap!
The door opened and Sheree's mother came out. She was dressed for visiting or shopping.
'I think I'll drive out to Mrs. Culver's and buy some fresh corn for dinner, dear,' Mrs. Sable announced. 'Would you like to come along?'
Sheree nodded glumly.
Sheree decided as her mom's car vanished down the heat-shimmering street, she didn't feel like sitting on her petite ass in the shade. What she felt like doing was something exciting, like taking the keys to her father's old pick up out of the kitchen drawer and driving it downtown!
In a flash, Sheree had lifted the keys and was sitting in the relic of a truck, trying to remember which pedal went where and how the gears worked. DeeDee had let her drive the Porsche a number of times in the past two weeks, and Sheree felt fairly confident as a driver.
The trip downtown was uneventful, but nerve-racking. The farther Sheree drove in the truck the more nervous she became.
What she needed was to stop for a few minutes and calm her nerves. She pulled onto Main Street and headed for the frosty stand at the north end of town.
Sheree wheeled the old truck into the lot and went inside. She breathed a sigh of relief as the cool air hit her and she heard the sound of laud rock banging out of the juke.
Johnny Hollister and two other football players were leaning against the music machine, talking. Sheree started to back out of the door, but it was too late. All of them had already seen her.
'Hey sweet stuff, don't go! Come on in!' Jack O'Riley yelled.
'Yeah, don't you be so shy, now!' Pete Hanson grinned. 'We heard you ain't the shy type!'
Jack and Pete roared with laughter. Johnny Hollister and Sheree turned red and tried to avoid each other's eyes.
'You assholes shut up!' Johnny roared, unable to stand the embarrassment a moment longer.
Both stopped laughing, but Pete's face turned instantly nasty. He glared at Sheree, then at Johnny.
'Come on, Hollister,' Pete broke into a vindictive grin. 'Me and Jack like to play with our food before we eat it!'
The two burst out into laughter once more and Johnny's face turned a deep crimson.
In one sweeping motion, Johnny grabbed Pete by the front of his tee shirt with both hands and lifted. There was a ripping sound, as the fabric began to tear. The noise stopped and the light cloth held, and Pete Hanson was
