Of the three roommates, it was no surprise that Sally was the first to arrive at Laura’s party. When it came to men, the nymphomaniac in her made her by far the most competitive of the three. That’s why she was slightly annoyed that she had to wait for Anna and Marty to arrive, even though they were only a couple of minutes behind her. However, she used the time wisely, making sure her makeup was perfect, and even checking her reflection in her side window as she stood outside her car waiting. With one finally nipple check she was ready to party.
Moments later Anna and Marty drove up.
‘It’s about time you two bitches got here, I just saw at least four little whores go into Laura’s house, they were giggling and shaking their butt’s all around. I’m telling you, those cunt’s are going to get all the men if we don’t hurry up and get in there.’
‘Sally, you’re always so dramatic, I’m sure there’s still plenty of dick for you to suck on in there, probably enough for Anna and me too.’
‘Well let’s stop talking about dicks, and go get some. Everyone put on an innocent school girl smile, we don’t want any of our prey to know they’re being stalked by three man-eaters, now do we girls?’ Sally pleasantly instructed them as they entered the party.
Inside Laura’s house the party was already going strong, loud music, laughter, and the smell of marijuana filled the air.
‘Hi ladies,’ Laura shouted from across the room. ‘Glad you could make it, there’s beer and wine in the kitchen, some whiskey too if that’s what you’re drinking tonight?’
‘Thanks Laura, we’ll help ourselves,’ Marty shouted back.
‘Okay, there’s plenty for everyone, have fun and I’ll talk to you later,’ Laura answered.
‘I’m thinking I’ll have a glass of wine, holding a half filled glass of wine makes me look more lady like. Street skanks like those whores over there, stand around with a beer bottle in their hand. Look at them.
Whores!’ Sally tilted her head in the direction of three girls standing by the window drinking beer.
‘Speaking of street skanks, there’s Molly; I figured that slut would be here.’
‘Now Sally you don’t have to sugar coat it, you can tell Anna what you really think of Molly. After all Anna hasn’t meant Molly yet, and you know you never get a second chance to make a first impression,’ Marty quipped.
Sally maintaining her school girl smile answered.
‘You’re right, I have been sugar coating it, Anna, do you see that tall thin, freckle faced red head over there, that’s Molly. Word has it that when Molly wants to, she can throw some seriously mean head. And the worst part about it is that she spreads rumors about herself and her blowjob prowess, so all of the men end up knowing about it. They end up guessing whether they might get a hummer from us, but there’s no guess work when it comes to Molly, that bitch.’
‘Yeah, that bitch walks around like she has ascertained that her feces does not emit a foul tang,’ Marty added laughing.
Molly was a very nice looking redhead, probably an eight-plus rating, if one were keeping score, and who isn’t?
At five-foot 10 inches tall, and 135 pounds, she towered over Anna and her roommates, but her tits had not developed nearly as well as the three roommate’s tits had, she was a B cup at best. However, as a redhead, her nipples were a tasty pink color without a hint of brown in them, which made them a novelty, and a valued prize to the men she fucked.
Anna had been silent up to now, but the few sips she had taken from her wine glass were beginning to loosen her tongue.
‘Well no matter how many men know about her, she still will take only one of them away with her tonight.’
‘You know Anna! I used to be naive, like you, all the way up until the time I heard the story of Molly and her high school football team.’
‘Please, that story is tame compared to some of the things Molly, well let’s just say she has accomplished here in San Diego.’
Marty always liked to keep up on the latest rumors, especially the rumors that had to do with the women who she considered her rivals, and Molly fit very comfortably into that category.
Anna’s curiosity was now aroused more than ever.
‘One story at a time ladies, what happened with the football team?’ she asked.
Sally didn’t like Molly, and usually she would embellish the details of her enemies exploits while repeating a rumor she was trying to propagate. However, in this particular case, Sally could find no room to add any more decadence than Molly herself had already supplied.
‘Well the story goes like this. Molly was a cheerleader, and after a devastating away game loss to a rival school, Molly felt it was her duty to raise the morale of her school’s football team.
Therefore, she sneaked onto the player’s bus after the game. She started at the back of the bus and one by one, she made her way to the front of the bus, orally raising the morale of each and every football player in turn. When she reached the front of the bus where the coach was sitting, she found him with his pants down waiting for his morale to be boosted as well.’
Anna laughed.
‘Is that all, that kind of thing happens all the time, I was even tempted to do that myself when I was in high school, but girls that do that kind of thing, well word seems to get around pretty fast, and they end up being labeled as whores for some reason. No offense Sally.’
Marty laughed, having been told the story of Sally picking out her party dress, and knowing that Sally hadn’t finished the story.
‘Wait Anna, the best part is what happened next, go ahead Sally, finish the story.’
‘So she finished servicing the coach, and by the way, spitting his load onto the floor as she had done with the rest of the team. Then the bus driver yelled.
‘Hey girl, I’m responsible for this bus, and they want it to be clean when I turn it in tonight! I’m the one that’s going to have to clean up your mess!’
Without hesitation, Molly, who was still on her knees, made her way across the aisle to the driver’s seat, and unzipped his pants while he was still driving. She pulled his dick out, and after a couple of strokes to get him hard, she began to raise his morale too. The driver was young, about twenty-two, and apparently had never had his dick sucked.’
The three girls began to giggle, all of them thinking that almost no man they had ever been with, young or old, would be able to make the same claim.
‘So anyway,’ Sally continued. ‘The driver started going spastic as he neared his climax, and he ran the bus off the road and into a tree.’
Now Marty and Sally began to laugh loudly, Sally could hardly finish the story as she laughed between each word.
‘So when the state police arrived on the scene, they found that the only person that was hurt, besides a little bruise on the right side of Molly’s face, was the bus driver. When the ambulance arrived for him, they had to search the floor of the bus to find his penis. Molly had bit it off when the bus hit the tree, and then she spit it out onto the floor of the bus too.’
The girls were now howling with laughter and gasping for air.
‘While searching for the driver’s dick, one of the EMT’s fell when he slipped on one of the expectorated cum spots, that’s when he noticed the cock lying under the accelerator pedal.’
Tears were flowing down Sally’s face as she tried to contain her laughter and tell the tale. Anna, now laughing uncontrollably said. ‘That sounds like an appropriate place for it, did they sew it back on?’
Now tears of laughter were streaming down Marty’s face too, even though she had heard this story many times before.
‘Yes,’ she shouted. ‘But due to damage it received when it was bitten off, it’s an inch shorter now.’
Again, the girls howled with laughter. However they soon stopped laughing, noticing that Sally’s boisterous telling of the story, and their noisy laughter, had attracted the attention of most of the party guests who had been listening to the narrative, including Molly.
While chronicling Molly’s high school adventure, Sally knew that she had mentioned Molly’s name, so as the party goers listened to the lurid account of high school sex and mayhem, they all knew the story was about the tall redhead that was standing beside them.
Sally quickly realized that she had a built in excuse to leave the room.
‘All these tears have ruined my makeup, I’ll be right back,’ she said, as she left Marty and Anna starring at the crowd of onlookers.
‘Me too, I’ll be right back!’ Marty said, leaving Anna to fend for herself.
Figuring the harm had already been done, and she had done nothing more than the rest of the people listening and laughing at the narrative, Anna smiled and approached Molly.
‘You must be Molly, I’ve heard so much about you, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.’
‘And you are?’ Molly answered with a snotty tone after seeing Anna standing with Sally.
‘Oh, I’m sorry, my name is Anna, I think you already know my roommates, Marty and Sally?’
Most people would have been embarrassed to death, to have the explicit details of their past sexual experiences revealed at such a public gathering and told in such a lurid and demeaning way.
But not Molly, she was not only proud of her illicit sexual behavior, but in this case, she looked at it as a chance to exploit a little free advertising. And she wasted no time taking advantage of the moment.
‘It was nice meeting you Anna; maybe we can get together sometime soon.’
Molly turned her back on Anna and walked toward a well-dressed man standing alone.
‘Hi, I’m Molly.’
A man about Molly’s age, twenty-nine, with a ruddy complexion, standing a couple of inches taller than her, answered smiling.
‘Hi, I’m Jim. You wouldn’t happen to be the Molly in the story would you?’
‘The one and only,’ Molly bragged, thinking that the muscular man in front of her, would fit in nicely to an outlaw motorcycle gang, with just a quick change of clothes and a few tattoo’s.
‘Well maybe you and I can find some common ground before the night is over?’
‘I already like the way you think, but why would we want to wait until the night is over,’ Molly answered, tilting her head and pushing her half-exposed breasts against his chest.
Like most women that are, shall we say, into the hunt, Molly had picked her party dress for its low neckline and its not so low hemline. Not to mention, the sheerness of the fabric that allowed her nipples to harden when her breast rubbed against the material, forcing them to protrude, and draw the attention of the males that she was targeting.
‘I can’t think of one reason that we would want to wait at all,’ Jim said, putting his arm around Molly and pulling her even closer to him. Molly put her lips to Jim’s ear and whispered softly.
‘I think Laura’s bedroom is down that hallway, what do you say we go and find out?’
Jim and Molly, trying to be stealthy, stopped and made themselves a drink, then milled around for a few moments before making their way into Laura’s bedroom.
Although Molly didn’t really care who knew where they were going or what they intended on doing when they got there, secrecy seemed important to Jim, so she played along.
‘Look, I didn’t know Laura had a walk-in closet, this is the perfect place,’ Molly said, pulling Jim into the closet and closing the door.
Jim wasted no time unzipping Molly’s dress and sliding it down her body and onto the floor. Molly stood there in only her panties and high heels, she had stopped wearing a bra several years ago, having found that things seemed to progress quicker without one.
As Jim fondled her breasts, Molly unfastened his belt and unzipped his pants. Molly bent down and slipped his underwear down past his knees. His swelled member now standing at attention directly in front of her face, she slipped its head into her mouth, and bringing her tongue to a point, she gently licked the shaft just below the mushroom shaped head of Jim’s dick.
Moaning his approval, Jim reached down, caressed her head in his hands, and slowly undulated his lower body as he held Molly’s head steady. Her lipstick smeared red stripes across Jim’s dick, as her lips squeezed tighter around his throbbing organ in an attempt to gobble just one more inch into her mouth.
Perspiration began to run down Jim’s flattened stomach and onto Molly’s lips, soon the taste of salt titillated her taste buds, and Molly pulled Jim’s dick from her mouth and began to lick the sweat from his cock.
‘I’ve always liked salty dogs!’ she said, just before sliding her lips over his throbbing member once more.
Jim thought that was funny and almost laughed, but he was too wrapped up in the moment, and enjoying the attention his dick was getting from Molly.
‘Well, keep it up honey,’ Jim said breathing hard. ‘And I’ll give you a protein injection to go with your salty dog.’
Molly couldn’t resist, she slipped his purple headed cock out of her mouth and burst out laughing as she slid her face up Jim’s torso and pushed his head down between her hard nippled breasts. She grasped his dick in her right hand, and slid Jim’s left hand into her crotch. Jim began to laugh too as he sucked on Molly’s stiff pink protruding nipples, and slipped his hand passed the elastic band on her panties to probed her moist labia’s. Molly continued to push and pull, squeeze and release, rub and stroke Jim’s erect phallus, as he continued to suck on and fondle her heaving tits.
‘Remember that protein injection I spoke of earlier?’
‘Yes I do,’ Molly answered with anticipation. ‘Are you ready to give it to me now?’
‘I’m pretty close to either giving it to you, or squirting it on you.’
Molly let go of Jim’s dick and pushed him away from her tits.
‘Don’t cum yet,’ she said. ‘I want it in me, not on me! You want to give it to me fellatio style, or in my pussy? Either one is okay with me.’
‘It’s our first date, and I don’t want to seem to forward, so why don’t you suck me off this time? And next time I’ll inject my special protein sauce into your pussy, maybe doggie style.’
‘You’re a sweet talker Jim, but what makes you think that there’ll be a next time?’ Molly asked, not having decided whether there would be a next time or not.
‘Once a sweet little lady like yourself, gets a taste of ‘Big Jim’s’ juicy bone and super duper sauce, I think there’ll be a next time.’ Jim answered confidently.
Molly smiled and replied.
‘We’ll see Jim honey, we’ll see.’
Molly then slowly squatted, dragging her tongue down along Jim’s rippled six-pack stomach, stopping for a moment with her chin resting on the base of his erect member. then grabbing his shaft with her fingers, she began to slap herself on the cheeks with the blood gorged purple head of his cock. Slight amounts of pre-cum lubricant leaked from his manhood and splattered on her face. Molly once more opened her mouth wide and inserted the man’s large throbbing schlong.
She began her usual ritual with her familiar tongue and cheek fellatio, then inserting the bloated cock deep into her mouth; she began pushing firmly with her head to get every inch of Jim’s swollen flesh horn as far into her mouth as it would go. While stroking with her lips and wiggling her tongue, she pinched off the flow of semen at the base of Jim’s rippled bony cock just as he reached his climax.
Molly usually swallowed, and she wasn’t about to make Jim the exception on their first date. Most of the time Molly’s timing was impeccable. She would cut off the flow of cum, and wait until the man started to do what men do when they have an orgasm. Then she would begin the process of swallowing. At that point she would release her hold on their dick, and cum would shoot into her mouth, hit the roof of her mouth, and easily slide down the back of her throat.
Tonight her timing was just slightly off. As she typically did, Molly cut off the flow of cum with her right index finger and thumb at the base of Jim’s beef shaft. Then she worked her usual magic bringing Jim to the height of his orgasm. Only this time she misjudged and started her swallow a little too soon, when she released her grip on Jim’s pulsing purplish-pink member, the force of his ejaculation squired hard against her throat causing her to choke, which in turn forced the semen up through her nasal cavity and out through her nose.
Dripping cum from her nose, and her lips still wrapped around Jim’s cock, Molly looked up at him, and with her mouth still full of huge hard cum oozing cock, she spoke in an almost indecipherable mumbling nasal tone.
‘I need to wipe my nose,’ she said.
Then she drug her lips along Jim’s dick, pulling it out of her mouth, and not even trying to catch the last remaining cum that was hanging from the magenta head and dropping onto the floor of Laura’s closet like a thin silk web of a spider from his still hard and dripping cock.
Having had his pleasure, but still dripping bodily fluid onto Laura’s floor, Jim pulled a pink cotton blouse that matched the color of Molly’s nipples from its hanger, and wiped his cum and Molly’s saliva and lipstick from his dick. He then handed the now soiled piece of clothing to Molly, and said. ‘Here use this to wipe your nose, and you might want to clean up the floor too.’
It took several blows into the blouse for Molly to clear all of the semen from her nose, and then she wiped her face with the only dry portion of Laura’s shirt that was left, and began to scrub the closet carpet clean.
‘What should I do with this blouse?’ Molly asked, as she finished wiping the closet floor and wadding up the pink blouse.
Jim grabbed the shirt and crammed it into the back of the closet between some other garments.
‘There, she’ll never know.’
Molly still on her knees looked up at Jim and began to laugh.
‘Right, she’ll never know unless she catches us in her closet, let’s get back to the party.’
‘Here they come now, notice anything different about Molly?’ Sally asked, jealous that Molly had beaten her to the punch, so to speak.
Anna and Marty tried to evaluate the situation without being too obvious.
‘I see that her hair is not quite as perfect as it was earlier,’ Marty answered smiling.
‘How about you Anna, do you see anything out of the ordinary?’
Anna starred at Molly as she crossed the room making her way closer to the three roommates, but with no intention of joining them.
‘I see she somehow has managed to lose her lipstick,’ Anna answered
‘Bingo ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner,’ Sally announced, loud enough for Molly to hear.
Marty smiled, trying to stifle her laughter.
‘Keep your voice down, she’ll hear you!’
‘Oh no, the blowjob queen might hear me, oh no,’ Sally now whispered.
While Molly was busy inside Laura’s walk-in closet with her first kill of the evening, the girls were busy sizing up the unsuspecting target rich environment that was in Laura’s living room.
‘Well, I’ve had about enough of this reconnaissance mission ladies, I’m ready for a search and destroy mission, how about you?’ Sally asked while staring at a slender man with a beard.
‘This one’s mine, find your own girls,’ she said as she walked toward the man.
‘I’ve had my eye on that one over there since we got here, see you later Anna,’ Marty said as she too walked away.
Molly had finished freshening up, and now with her hair combed, and her lipstick reapplied, yet her panties still damp, she trolled for her second victory of the night, again on the prowl for fresh throbbing dick.
As she bounced giddily between the male partiers, she gave little or no thought to what Jim might think, or for that matter, where Jim might be. Anna watched as Molly sashayed around the room, going from man to man, giggling and flaunting her feminine wiles, and in Anna’s opinion, being rather selfish, after all, she had already had one man, how many men did she think she needed.
With Marty and Sally having descended upon their men of choice, and between Molly hopping from male to male, and the rest of the random women in the house whom Sally called whores; the target-rich environment was quickly dwindling into a target-starved environment.
Anna knew that if she waited much longer, all of descent looking men would be taken, and if she wanted to have her brand of sex with anyone then, she would have to settle for the other women’s left-over’s.
Anna wasn’t used to settling for left-over’s, so she set her sights on a man that she thought was easy on the eyes and that she had noticed was not showing much interest in Molly’s whore like behavior, even when she trotted by him a little too close and accidently rubbed her buttocks against his crotch.
Anna took this as a sign that he might be looking for something a little more permanent than just a quick fuck in the back seat of his car.
‘Hi, my name is Anna; I don’t believe we’ve met.’
‘I’m sure that we haven’t met, I’m pretty sure I would remember a lady as beautiful as you,’ the young man responded with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Tell me, what brings you to this fine party tonight,’ he asked.
Anna was familiar with lame come-on lines, so her facial expression did not change as she answered his question.
‘I guess I’m here for the same reason that you are, to have some fun and forget about the world as it truly is for a little while.’
Anna knew that her answer was not much better than his question, but she also knew that her cleavage spoke the eloquent words that had escaped her lips for the moment.
‘What do you do? I mean besides go to parties?’ Anna asked, not really caring, just making conversation.
‘I’m an artist.’
‘Really, what’s your medium,’ Anna replied.
‘Women mostly, I mean exclusively,’ he answered.
‘You mean you take pictures, paint portraits, or make statues, things like that of women?’
‘Something like that,’ the man answered cryptically. ‘But enough about me, let’s talk about you,’ he said, trying to take the focus off himself.
As Anna and the man whose name was Jon continued to get to know each other a little better, Anna saw Sally going out the front door with her date for the night. Anna though it was a little bit early for Sally to be leaving, but considering that Molly had seemingly already found her first victim and was looking to lure in her second of the night, and knowing that Sally might be trying to match Molly dick for dick so to speak, she turned her attention back to her man.
‘Tim, we’ll take my car,’ Sally ordered, as she pressed the remote unlock button and heard her car’s horn beep.
‘That’s okay with me,’ Tim answered, opening the passenger door.
Sally quickly opened the back door and jumped into the back seat.
‘Wrong door!’ she said, as she unzipped and pulled her dress down revealing her breasts.
‘Wrong door indeed!’ Tim answered grinning from ear to ear.
Tim slammed the front door and leaped for the back door handle. In a flash, he was in the back seat, his hands groping Sally’s firm yet floppy tits.
‘What took you so long?’ Sally laughed, pulling her dress all the way off and shoving it into the corner of the seat. Setting in only her pale peach colored panties and stiletto-heeled shoes, Sally reached over and began to rub on Tim’s crotch. Almost instantly, Tim’s cock was erect and throbbing. Sally gripped Tim’s stiff and pulsating dick through his pants and slid her hand up and down over the coarse fabric for a moment. Tim stretched his legs out as far as he could and raised his hips into the air, giving Sally full access to his groin area. Sally took this move to mean that Tim was fine with her groping, after all he had raised the front of his body up far enough for her to easily touch his private area, and he still had both of his hands on her tits.
Sally wasted no time, she tugged at Tim’s belt in the usual awkward way that women try to loosen a belt from the opposite side, and with everything being backward, her clumsiness was very understandable.
Tim had been in this situation countless times before, so in the interest of saving time he pulled her hands away, unfastened his belt himself, and pulled down his pants revealing his now angry purple erect manhood.
Sally pushed Tim’s head down onto the seat and climbed over him, dragging her tits across his throbbing penis and up to his mouth.
‘Suck on these,’ she pleaded, as she grabbed his bare dick in her hand.
Tim was never one that couldn’t follow simple directions, so he immediately grabbed the nipples on her swaying breasts with his lips and began to loudly suck. After seventeen strokes of Sally’s hand (sometimes Sally found it enjoyable to count to herself), she once more softly gave Tim an order.
‘That’s enough honey,’ she said, wrenching her nipples from his teeth and pulling her tits from his face. She then pulled her panties down to her knees, then to her ankles, and then flipped them onto the floor of her car.
She climbed further up his torso, now sliding her pussy up and down along the shaft of his stiff dick. Sitting up straight, Sally took Tim’s hands and placed them on her swaying tits once more, pushing her body up on her knees, she gently inserted Tim’s blood-gorged cock into her cunt.
Sally’s car rapidly bounced, sending a soft serenade into the surrounding neighborhood as squeaks from the vehicle emanated and Sally’s thighs pounded hard on Tim’s hips.
‘Okay suck on these,’ she mandated again, as she flung her tits in his face once more.
Tim again grasped her nipples between his lips, slobbering back and forth, trading the left tit for the right one, and back again repeatedly as the two fucked into the night.
‘Anna, Kevin and I are leaving now, I’ll see you later, have fun,’ Marty half way yelled as she and her new date made their way toward the door, only stopping briefly to thank Laura for inviting them to her party.
As they exited the party and walked to Marty’s car, the anticipation of the very near sexual experience that they were about to partake in, blinded them to the activity that was right next to them as they passed Sally’s swaying vehicle.
Marty decided that tonight would be an excellent time to take a man back to her place. It was only a ten-minute drive, and when they got done fucking she could bring him back to his car, and if she was lucky he would drive off and she would be free to go back to the party and maybe pick up on the so called bread crumbs left behind that nobody else wanted.
Soon the two arrived at the girl’s home and Marty quickly invited Kevin in.
‘Come on in Kevin, no pun intended,’ she said laughing.
‘What a pity,’ Kevin answered with a cheesy grin on his face.
Marty unlocked the door and groped Kevin’s butt as he walked by.
‘Well maybe a little pun, if that will make you happy,’ she said, still laughing.
‘Well if you keep grabbing me like that, it will be very hard for me not to come on in.’ Marty then gave him a gentle push through the door, and grabbed his butt again.
Marty closed and locked the door behind them.
‘Now I guess it’s time for the grand tour?’ she said, grabbing Kevin’s hand and pulling him toward her bedroom.
‘My two roommates live in this part of the house, so there’s not much to see here, but in here you might find something interesting.
Leading him into her room, she turned and kissed him, and asked. ‘Do you like my dress; I bought it just for the party.’
‘It looks very nice,’ Kevin answered politely. ‘But you know what; I think it would look even nicer on your bedroom floor.’
That was all that Marty needed to hear, she didn’t say so, but she thought that she might have set a personal record taking off her clothes that night. Kevin had hardly gotten his shirt unbuttoned when he saw Marty standing stark raving naked in front of him. She didn’t touch him or say anything, she just stood there smiling and naked, waiting for him to disrobe.
Kevin didn’t set any records taking his clothes off, but on the other hand, he didn’t waste any time getting naked himself. Once both were undressed, they slowly stepped into each other’s grasp. Taking inventory of Kevin’s body, Marty mentioned.
‘You are very well endowed.’
‘Well don’t let that stop you, it’s big, but it’s friendly, let me show you.’
Kevin led her to her bed and put his hands on her shoulders, and with one quick twist, he spun her around, and then bent her over and pushed her face onto the bed. Stepping up to her, he stroked his dick a couple of times and then shoved it into her pussy doggie style.
The bed bounced and squeaked more than Sally’s car, as Kevin thrust his bone deep into Marty. She gasped and moaned enjoying every powerful lunge that he made.
‘Fuck me baby, fuck me!’ she began to yell.
‘Okay darling, I’ll fuck you,’ he said as he pulled his dick out of her pussy.
Turning her over, plopping her down on her back, and then straddling her, he made his way up her, dragging his cock along her body, wiping the pussy juice onto her stomach, then onto her tits, until his dick was in her face.
‘You want fucked, okay, I’ll fuck you in the mouth.’
Grabbing his dick, he pushed the head against Marty’s lips, sliding it from side to side and up and down, slowly slipping it between her lips and shoving it into her mouth.
Lying on her head with his balls on her chin, and his pubic hair tickling her nose, Kevin worked his cock up and down in Marty’s mouth; her saliva began to run down the side of her face as Kevin’s relentless pounding prevented her from swallowing.
After many plunges into the back of her throat Marty gently pushed Kevin off her, and purposed a different position.
‘Lie down this way honey, let’s try number 69,’ she said, inviting him to lie on his back. She then mounted his face as she would mount a horse, throwing her leg over his head and pushing her cunt into his mouth as she bent down over his body.
Running her lips down his body she again inserted his dick into her mouth. Together they began to perform the act of fellatio and cunnilingus on each other, and again Marty began to moan and groan as Kevin licked and sucked on her clitoris.
One minute passed, then two, and then five minutes pasted.
‘I’ve got to stop, my lips are getting chapped,’ Marty complained.
‘Me too,’ Kevin admitted, pulling away from Marty’s juicy cunt.
‘I know,’ Marty suggested. ‘Let’s fuck some more.’
‘You talked me into it darling,’ Kevin said, as he turned Marty over and began to do her doggie style a second time.
‘Anna, it’s getting late, what do you say we blow this popsicle stand?’ Jon asked hopefully.
It wasn’t late, it was only a little after ten o’clock, and Anna knew this was code for let’s go see how far I can get with you.
If Jon couldn’t get to first base with Anna, he could drop her like third period French and still have time to get back to the party and see if he could get lucky with some other woman. What Jon didn’t know, was that Anna had already decided that he was going to get lucky tonight, he was going to get very lucky tonight, most likely luckier than he had ever been in his whole life. Because blowing a popsicle stand wasn’t exactly what Anna had in mind.
‘You’re right, it is getting late, and the party is starting to drag, let’s go somewhere else shall we?’ Anna smiled innocently.
‘How about my place? We could stop along the way and grab a bite to eat, take it back to my place and enjoy our meal in peace,’ Jon suggested, as he felt the soft flesh of his dick starting to turn hard.
‘Okay, that sounds good, but I’ll drive if that’s all right with you?’ Anna insisted, not wanting to be stuck at some guys house she didn’t know, no matter how sexually familiar she might get with him.
‘This might sound a little weird,’ Jon said, knowing that he was taking a big chance on losing this opportunity with Anna.
Not wanting to ride with her and have to come back for his car later, and after thinking about it he didn’t want to have to bring her back to her car either. Especially if the evening didn’t go as he hoped it would.
‘How about we both drive our own cars, it might be easier for both of us that way,’ Jon asked with a concerned look on his face.
Anna’s answer quickly put to rest all of Jon’s fears.
‘Okay,’ she said. ‘We’ll both drive!’
As Anna and Jon left Laura’s party, Anna noticed that Sally’s car was still parked just down the block where she had left it when they arrived. While walking past Sally’s car she could see that the windows were fogged up to the point that she could barely make out the two people moving around in the back seat. Anna knew Sally was safe and seemingly having fun, judging by the squeaking sounds emanating from her car, so she continued to walk to her vehicle thinking Sally must really like that guy. Because most of the time she would have just fucked him every which way but loose and then rejoined the party and found another lay, kind of like Molly. Especially after practically announcing that she was in competition with Molly tonight to see who could fuck the most strangers.
Anna waved to Jon, letting him know she was ready to follow him to his place. Jon lived several miles from Laura’s house, but a fifteen-minute drive on the freeway found Anna and Jon at his home.
‘I thought we were going to stop and pick-up something to eat?’ Anna asked.
‘Well we’re here now; I probably have something we can eat.’
As Jon spoke, he was thinking.
‘I’ve got something for you to eat Anna, it’s right here in my pants.’
Unknown to Jon, Anna was thinking the same thing.
They walked into the house, and Jon feeling he needed to at least make an effort to find Anna something to eat; opened his refrigerator and began to search for a snack.
Anna moved in close to Jon, and rubbed her tits against his back while pretending to help him look for a snack that she really didn’t want. With Anna’s tits mashed against his back, Jon decided to take his time looking for that elusive meal for his date, knowing that Anna knew exactly where her breasts were placed.
‘What about this?’ Anna asked with a sultry smile.
Holding up a can of whipped cream, Anna waved the can back and forth in front of her breasts, sticking out her tongue and mimicking squirting the whipped cream onto her areolas.
‘We could start with dessert, couldn’t we?’ she asked.
Jon didn’t answer, instead he slowly peeled her dress from her shoulders.
‘Unzip it first, it will come off a lot easier that way,’ Anna instructed, pressing the valve on the can.
Whipped cream jetted from the nozzle and quickly filled her cleavage while Jon reached behind her and unzipped her dress. The dress fell forward and her large breasts fell out as Jon dove head first into Anna’s cream filled cleavage.
While Jon dined on his scrumptious before meal dessert, Anna peeled off her dress and let it drop to the floor. Jon now had whipped cream covering his face, and had smeared it all around Anna’s tits.
‘Take your clothes off Jon,’ Anna stated, in her best innocent sounding want to give a blowjob voice. ‘I’m hungry too!’
Jon was already well on his way to answering her request. Kicking his shoes off and dropping his pants, in his haste he ripped the buttons from his shirt and quickly wiggled out of his underwear.
Anna turned her attention away from her tits, and began to concentrate on Jon’s erect phallus. Running the nozzle of the can of cream length wise along the long shaft, she dispersed the whipped cream evenly on top of Jon’s pulsating boner moments before stuffing it into her mouth. Gobbling up his cream coated penis and laughing to herself, always conscious of her looks, she thought. ‘I hope this whipped cream doesn’t have too many calories in it.’
Her knees on the hard kitchen floor, she cut Jon’s blowjob short.
‘This floor is too hard; I want something hard, but it’s not this floor. The whipped cream was fun, but let’s clean ourselves off and get down to some serious naked wallowing, if that’s okay with you?’
‘Fine with me, I would much rather have sex in the bed than in the kitchen any day,’ Jon agreed, licking the whipped cream off of Anna’s tasty tits as a gesture of good faith.
As they passed the bathroom on the way to the bedroom, Jon grabbed a towel and wiped the remaining cream off his dick that Anna had not already licked off. Then he turned to Anna and rubbed the towel over her tits, wiping off the last reminisce of whipped cream from her chest.
Once in the bedroom Anna lied on her back on Jon’s bed, her legs together and her hand holding her tits.
‘Slide right up here Jon, and titty-fuck me,’ she begged. ‘I’ll hold my breasts firm against your dick, and you see if you can cum in my face.’
‘Anna, take it easy, don’t worry, if you want me to cum on your face I will, but I think we should partake in a few other activities first, maybe something like this.
With that statement, Jon pulled Anna’s legs apart and squirted some whipped cream onto the lips of her pussy, and then crammed his face into her cunt.
‘I think you might be right Jon, we don’t want to be too hasty, but I thought we were finished with the whipped cream,’ Anna said smiling, as she felt Jon’s tongue licking the crack of her moist dripping pussy.
Jon considered oral sex to be one of his specialties, even though he liked receiving it just a little more than he liked giving it. However, if the girl wanted him too, or if he felt the desire himself, as in this case, he had no problem going down on her muff.
‘You’ve been down there long enough,’ Anna claimed still moaning. ‘Lick off all of that whipped cream, it’s my turn now.’
Giving head was one of Anna’s favorite things to do sexually, not her most favorite, that was reserved for titty-fucking, but blowjobs rated high on her list of sexual pleasures.
Licking his lips, Jon lifted his head from Anna’s crotch, and like Kevin had done to Marty, he straddled his way up her voluptuous body and plunged his dick deep into her open mouth. Pumping hard and fast just the way Anna liked it; Jon continued to thrust the magenta colored head of his huge and now oozing member against the back of Anna’s tongue.
So zealous was his sexual performance at times, that he would accidently triggered Anna’s gag reflex, causing her to lurch upward, which pleasured him that much more.
Anna was now at an impasse, the decision was up to her and her alone, but it had to be made quickly. Jon and her had been petting, groping, rubbing, and sucking on each other for some time now, and she knew it wouldn’t be long before Jon was going to have an orgasm.
Her dilemma; did she want to grab the base of Jon’s pounding penis and try to hasten his ejaculation into her mouth, or did she want to call a halt to horizontal mouth fucking and have Jon complete his sexual desires by performing her favorite sexual stimulation on her, which was of course, a good titty-fucking.
She decided on the latter, she hadn’t had a good titty-fucking in quite a while, at least two weeks. She pushed Jon up and slid his dick out of her mouth.
‘Move down honey, it’s time for you to titty-fuck me, remember you promised.’
‘And I’m a man of my word, sweetie,’ Jon said, as he pushed his cock between Anna’s heaving tits.
Anna was overjoyed that Jon would trade a blowjob to fuck her tits, especially one of her blowjobs.
‘I’ll hold my breasts together around your joint, and you pump just like you would if we were really fucking, okay?’
This wasn’t the first time Jon had titty-fucked a woman, but he played along as if it was his first time.
‘Oh yes,’ Anna reminded, remember, your goal here is to try and cum on my face.’
That was Anna’s favorite part of her favorite sexual rite.
‘I’ll do my best sweetie, it shouldn’t be a problem, I’ve got a lot built up, and there’s nothing more I’d like to do tonight than shoot my load in your face,’ Jon said smiling.
Exactly fifteen and a half strokes later, Jon’s semen shot across Anna’s chest, and over her chin, landing on her grinning rose-colored lips and her brilliant white teeth.
Jon burst out laughing as he finished stroking his dick between Anna’s tits.
‘What’s so funny baby,’ Anna asked, as the iridescent pearl colored cum ran down her cheek.
‘It’s like that old joke, you know, you’ve got the whitest teeth I’ve ever cum across.’
Anna had never heard the old joke that Jon was referring to, but she found it to be funny, not to mention appropriate for the occasion. However, it was hard to laugh and lick the semen from her lips at the same time without dribbling it onto Jon’s bed. But after all she thought. ‘It’s most likely not the first time bodily fluids have been dribbled on Jon’s bed.’
‘Next time I think I’ll screw you Egyptian style, that way is always a lot of fun,’ Jon said, not knowing that Anna was saving herself for her future husband.
‘That’s not going to happen.’
‘What, you don’t like getting it Egyptian style?’
Jon liked to make up names for different positions, mostly to try to arouse the girl’s curiosity enough that she would agree to have sex with him again.
‘I don’t know what Egyptian style means,’ Anna informed him.
She had seen this ploy before, and liked to play the game, so she would ask the man.
‘How do they do it?’ she asked, referring to whatever style the man had made up.
Jon laughed, that was the answer that he wanted to hear, and Anna knew it.
‘Well, you know, walk like an Egyptian, talk like an Egyptian, fuck like an Egyptian, you know, like the song.’
‘Oh, like the song says, Walk like an Egyptian, I get it, we’ll see.’
Anna did not intend to break her vow to herself, but she saw no reason to explain her life’s philosophy, or to get into an argument with Jon at this point. She would deal with Jon’s sexual urges the next time they got together, if there was a next time. She would deal with his urges the same way she always dealt with men that wanted to fuck her. She would induce them to cum on her tits, or in her mouth, or she would jack them off in any number of other ways, but one thing was for certain, unless the man was her husband, he was not going to stick his dick between her legs.
Anna and Jon had both had their fun with each other, so Anna decided that if she left Jon’s place now, she could swing by Laura’s house and if it looked like the party was still going strong, she would pop back in and have a couple more drinks.
When Anna arrived back at Laura’s house, many of the same cars were still parked out in front, including Sally’s car. The windows were no longer fogged up and the car was empty now.
Anna checked her hair and makeup in her rearview mirror, then made her way into the house where she found both Sally and Marty setting alone on the couch laughing and enjoying a glass of wine.
‘Hey Anna, you’re back, we’re back too,’ Sally said, pointing at Marty and obviously drunk.
‘I hope you left some wine for me,’ Anna hinted, reaching for a glass.
‘Here you go Anna, we thought you were going to be late for the show,’ Marty said, handing Anna a bottle of wine.
The girls always like to return to a party after they had, let us just say, pleased their dates, and watch the other people flirt and stealthily, or not so stealthily, grope each other after they had downed a few drinks.
‘I’ve been gone awhile, what’s Molly’s count?’ Anna asked.
Marty, thinking Sally might shout out the answer a little too loud, answered quickly.
‘She’s way ahead of Sally.’
‘She’s not way ahead of me,’ Sally interrupted.
‘You have one, she’s way ahead of you,’ Marty squawked back.
‘So what is Molly’s count?’ Anna asked again.
‘Well I say it’s four, but Sally says the guy she made ejaculate in his pants in the living room doesn’t count, what do you say?’
‘Did everyone see it happen, or did she just tell you two about it?’
‘Well, not everyone saw him do it, I don’t believe Ms. Keller saw him do it,’ Sally said laughing.
‘How did Molly manage to get him to cum on himself?’
Sally and Marty looked at each other, trying to decide who would tell Anna the story.
‘You should have seen it. Molly had been teasing this guy all night, winking, brushing by him, putting her arm around him, you know, what we girls do when we want to tease some guy,’ Marty quickly explained. ‘After about an hour of her approaching him, flirting, then leaving, and then coming back and flirting again over and over, he decided to approach her.’ Marty continued. ‘Molly was standing with three other guys, flirting with all of them, and Mr. Cream Jeans walked up to her and put his arm around her like they were a couple. She slowly took his free hand and placed it on her right breast, grabbed his crotch, and kissed him on the lips in front of everyone. He kind of jerked, you know how guys do, and she quickly pulled her hand away, and within seconds a quarter-size wet stain appeared where her hand had been.’
Sally was laughing hysterically and then added.
‘He looked down at his wet spot, then looked around the room and saw everybody smiling and starring at him, and he just walked out the front door, got into his car and left, didn’t say a word.’
‘Lucky guy, I wish I could cum in my panties just by having someone grab my crotch,’ Anna said smiling, as she poured herself another glass of wine.
