Nanette and Harlan were dressed and downstairs when the doorbell rang. They welcomed Misty and Ira.
"How do we handle this?" Nanette asked her husband.
"We don't," he replied. "We let Buddy and Ernie take care of it."
After hanging up the coats of the visitors, they ushered them into the den.
"We hardly expected you two," Nanette said, offering them their choice of hard and soft drinks.
"We know," Ira smiled, "but we thought we'd join the fun, anyway."
"But you two are brother and sister," Harlan pointed out.
"So?" Misty asked, taking a Scotch and soda.
"So tonight is a sort of special party, strictly for marrieds."
"We're more married than you two," Ira calmly told them, taking a diet soda.
"Well, there's been a suspicion," Harlan nodded, "but no one really took it seriously."
"Take it seriously," Ira told him. "Misty's the best fuck around. I'm willing to share her now and again, provided we keep it in the family."
Buddy and Susan were the next couple to arrive, followed by Jack and Sydell. Ernie and Laura came soon after, and right behind them were Benny and Felice. Becky and Merton were the last ones to arrive. All were surprised to see Ira and Misty, yet all were willing to let them stay.
It was almost midnight before the party started to move.
"To make things easy on everyone," Buddy said, "I think we should all undress now so we can get down to having fun. Agreed?"
The others assented, and so all quickly got undressed.
"A suggestion," Ernie spoke up. "I feel we should properly initiate the newcomers before we get down to the regular fun and games. Is everyone agreed to that?"
No one disagreed.
They decided to make a game of that, as well. Harlan and Nanette, as hosts, would be the referees in the first game. It was to be a cocksucking contest. The three new women wrote their names on small pieces of paper, folded the papers, and put them in a hat. Buddy, Ernie, and Jack reached in and each took one of the pieces of paper. Jack got Becky, Ernie got Misty, and Buddy got Felice.
"No hands, girls," Harlan warned. "The women can't touch the pricks or asses of the men, and the men have to keep their hands off the women. The first cock to shoot will be the winner. The man who comes first gets a tube of lanolin for lubricating an ass. The winning female receives a spray-can douche with spearmint flavor."
"Ready," Nanette called out, and the women poised themselves before the already hardening pricks. "Set," she said, and their mouths opened. "Go!" she exclaimed, and without hesitation all three women went to work.
Becky took Jack's long, thin prick all the way to the back of her throat, almost gagging.
Automatically her mind measured this cock against Merton's. This one was longer, a bit thinner, and the texture of the skin was slightly smoother. Her compressed lips began sucking strongly, pulling on the flesh, making the rock-like staff even harder. The swollen, slippery head began rubbing back and forth against her tongue, pressing lightly against the top of her mouth, and Becky realized she loved the sensation. Her head bobbed up and down as her tongue continued rubbing the underside.
Felice's mouth slipped right over Buddy's aching cock. She was also making mental comparisons. She found Buddy's cock longer and a lot thicker, and just as hard as Benny's. Her tongue began working furiously the thick prick. Buddy's cock had a slightly different taste from that of her husband. She found it more difficult to compress her lips around Buddy's thicker shaft. She was going to win. Somehow or other, deep down, she knew she was going to win.
Her tightly closed lips rubbed along the full length of the meaty shaft. She felt it quiver and vibrate with burning heat, twitching against her tongue, adding to her pleasure and making her realize it was her mouth causing the sensations coursing through the thick, wonderful cock.
Buddy was sighing, his voice louder than those of the other two being fellated, and she knew she was getting all the way to him. Eagerly now, she sucked the pistoning prick in her mouth, feeling it shift from one cheek to the other. Her tongue licked furiously, reaching all the way out and trying to tickle his balls each time her head moved forward. Her nose rubbed his pelvis each time she shoved her face toward him.
Misty immediately knew she was dealing with a formidable cock. Ernie's prick was like her brother's, only it was considerably thicker and longer. Even the musky odor was like Ira's, and so she gave the thick prick her best. Her tongue snaked out and licked strongly around the purpling head. Each touch of her tongue made it twitch and bounce, and so she licked again and again, enjoying the way his cock jerked back and forth each time.
Then she opened her lips and swallowed in the flaring head. She sucked it into her mouth. She compressed her lips tightly around his cock and felt it swell even more thickly. Finally she eased her hold on the cock, and it slid the rest of the way into her mouth.
Although Ernie's cock was longer than Ira's, and a lot thicker, Misty took this chewy cockhead all the way into her gullet. Her tongue continued rubbing Ernie's balls.
Again and again he slammed his solid cock into her hungering mouth, ramming the seething head against the back of her throat. At one point Misty thought she could actually hear his prickhead go "thud" each time it touched the back of her throat.
Again and again her head pulled halfway back and then thundered forward, completely enveloping the hot prick.
Had she been sucking Ira's cock, Misty was certain she would have had him shooting his spunk, already. But this was a strange cock, not quite used to her oral techniques, which meant she would have to work all the harder.
To Ernie, his universe seemed to suddenly erupt as his thick cock felt Misty's lip massage. The feel of different lips and a different tongue made him writhe in blissful agony. That urgent longing in his cock needed satisfaction. He shuddered and shook as her lashing tongue washed across his cockhead.
Had he not come a few hours earlier, he'd have certainly filled her mouth to overflowing with rich sperm cream. Even so, the woman was doing such an expert job of cocksucking, he knew it was only a matter of thirty or forty seconds before he experienced his second climax of the night.
Jack was fucking his cock harder and harder into Becky's mouth, doing his best to jam his meaty prick all the way down her throat. And Becky wanted him to do it. She suddenly realized, much as she loved Merton, she wanted to feel another man's prick filling her gullet. She also wanted to taste the seed of another man and see if it was the same as Merton's. There was a certain pleasure in knowing she was sucking another man's cock in front of Merton.
Her head bobbed back and forth vigorously, and each time she plunged forward, she tried taking more of Jack's cock into her mouth. The more she sucked, the more she realized it was the thinness of Jack's cock that made it seem longer than it really was.
Jack, who a few hours earlier had been blown and fucked by his wife's sister Maisie, had believed no one in the world could match Maisie's outstanding cocksucking techniques, but Becky was every bit as good, if not better. Her strong-pulling lips and quick-flicking tongue made his prick swell to greater proportions.
Had it not been for the superb mouthing Maisie had given him before, Jack would have blasted a torrent of foaming jism into Becky's throat. He felt the sperm bubbling inside his balls, moving around and swelling as it got hotter and hotter. Soon it would come rising through his plunging prick and shoot out of the sensitive head, into Becky's mouth.
Buddy felt a wild turbulence in his balls. Felice was a good cocksucker. Considering the relatively short time she'd been married she was better than good, she was terrific!
His thick, stretched cock hammered in and out of the girl's sucking mouth at lightning speed. She had the good sense to keep her head still instead of trying to move forward. Because her mouth remained in place, he could fuck into it with the ease he practiced in fucking a cunt. It was one thing to be blown, and have a woman's mouth and tongue flutter all over one's cock, but it was something else to have her remain still as he literally raped her mouth. His plunging prick slammed in again and again, and just watching her blonde hair flying all over the place caused the semen in him to turn into flaming lava as it slowly began rising in his flesh tube.
Unlike the others, Buddy's mind wasn't on the winning of any prize. He concentrated strictly on the superb sensations in his prick.
With one final lunge Buddy rammed his entire prick all the way into Felice's lusting mouth, and without pulling back, he let his spurting come unload itself into her gullet. It poured forth in heavy, liberal quantities as he yelled, "I'm cooooommminggggg!"
The mute testimony to his orgasm was the white froth seeping from Felice's mouth. He was unloading such an immense quantity, she couldn't swallow fast enough, nor was her mouth large enough to hold all of his cum.
Again and again Buddy jerked his hips forward, and with each jerk another shot of jism charged into the eager girl's mouth. Valiantly she tried sucking harder and swallowing faster, but to no avail as Buddy continued his unending flow of cum.
Jack was the next to come, shooting a thick wad of white semen splattering against the back of Becky's throat. She gulped it down as quickly as he released it. He filled Becky's mouth with sperm.
And finally Ernie unleashed his own thick sperm. He sent dozens of short bursts into Misty's mouth, watching her throat contract as she hurried to drink the sporadic flow of semen.
God! he thought. God! What an absolutely beautiful face, and it looked so great impaled on the end of his pumping prick, drinking it all down. She drained his cock as if she were addicted to the stuff.
To Misty, the taste of his semen was a surprise. It was rich, thick, and it moved smoothly down her throat after leaving its savoriness on her tongue. He tasted as good as Ira, though a bit saltier.
Even before Ernie finished letting Misty have the last of his drippings, Harlan was saying, "Now it's the turn of the new males to eat our three females."
So Laura, Sydell, and Susan put their names on pieces of paper, and dropped them into the hat. Merton, Ira, and Benny drew the names out. Benny got Sydell, Merton got Susan, and Ira got Laura. The three women sat side by side on the wide couch and spread their thighs wide.
Ira knelt before Laura, staring straight into her hot pussy. He liked the rich, dark pink of her outer and inner cuntlips. There were a lot of people who swore all pussies looked alike, but Ira knew better. Each cunt was a new and different experience. Some were better than others, though he'd yet to find one like his sister's.
Yet the sight of Laura's pouting snatch, surrounded by rich, black, curling hairs, was as good a sight as Ira could have ever hoped to see.
Ira leaned closer, his eyes still glued to Laura's beckoning cunt, and he could feel the satin smoothness of her thighs. Everything looked healthy, smelled clean, and was arousing. The combined scent of a lightly perfumed douche, mingled with her cunt aromas, made his mouth water. Only a fastidious woman, who really cared about her vagina, smelled this good. Misty was the only other female he knew who took such good care of her snatch.
He licked slowly, letting his tongue lap one fleshy cuntlips and then the other, but not the cunthole. He kept her anticipating, and he could see her cuntlips already quivering, slowly releasing the juice. Her ass shivered and moved on the couch as if urging him on. Her soft, silken thighs were continually, moving around his head as he kissed each of them.
Laura was sighing. He urged her thighs higher, and she closed them tightly around his head. Languidly, Laura stared down at the top of Ira's curly head, staring at it between the full swells of her aroused tits.
And then Ira's tongue was sliding through her pubic hair and slithering into her hot, wet pussy. His tongue seemed to bore through the soft, surrounding pink flesh until the rear of his mouth was literally rubbing her clit.
His whole mouth was pressed tightly between her shimmering outer cuntlips as his tongue continued moving through the slick inner lips, plunging deeper and deeper into her pussy. Her full, soft asscheeks rose and fell against the sofa cushions. Her right fist was crammed in her mouth to keep herself from shouting. Her head lolled from side to side as Ira's tongue whipped in and out again and again, stopping only to lash at her clitoris.
Merton was busy with Susan's vibrant cunt. He paused once, to stare at the moist, pink, gaping hole. Then his head darted forward and buried itself at her seething cunt. The contact of his slobbering lips made Susan's head snap back against the couch as she raised her body slightly, shoving her pussy harder into Merton's sopping face.
This was Merton's first experience at eating a pussy other than Becky's, and he had to admit to himself it was more pleasant than he'd suspected it might be.
Susan had a delightful scent emanating from her pussy, and when his tongue lapped at the outer cuntlips, he found them thick with lubricating oils, and tasty. He especially liked Susan's rigid clitoris. It felt good against his tongue.
Without an instant's hesitation, Merton pulled as much of the warm, moist clit into his mouth as he could, pulling with his lips and licking with his tongue. And that was when Susan almost knocked him back on his ass. Her crotch rammed against his face as his tongue washed across her clit.
Merton's lips had a firm grip on her sensitive button, and literally pulled on it. His tongue roamed over it again and again.
The pressure of his lips against her clit was almost enough to make her come.
Susan's thighs slapped hard against Merton's cheeks and temples, then tightly imprisoned him between them. But it was the kind of incarceration Merton loved, and he had no intention of freeing himself.
The worm-like clit was Merton's primary area of concentration. His tongue laved over the inner parts of her slick pussylips. His burning breath penetrated into the flaming depths of her twat.
Susan's legs kept flailing against Merton's back, urging him to lick and suck faster. Her heels kept kicking him on his back, and she was shrieking out her ecstasy.
Finally Merton stopped working on the sensitive clit and let his tongue plunge into the depths of her cunt. Susan's ass rose a good eight inches into the air, as if someone had stuck a pin in her.
She spread her thighs wider, letting her pussylips open more, and now nearly all of Merton's face was being washed by her slavering cuntlips.
Sydell found the couch was getting a bit crowded, and so she had Benny lie flat on the floor on his back, and with her knees on either side of his head, lowered her wide-open cunt onto his face. Her lush forest of thick, long cunt hair spread over his face like the legs of a spider. Her gaping, pink cunt had a sweet, pungent odor.
The pussy came straight down and sucked in Benny's face. His eyes, nose and mouth were totally covered by her soft membranes as her clitoris rubbed between his eyes. Sydell was already rubbing her sodden cunt against his lapping tongue, shivering and shuddering, doing her best to maintain her balance without using her hands. Benny could feel her clit sliding in and out of his mouth, rubbing across his lips as she moved back and forth.
It was good-tasting, Benny had to admit to himself. Maybe it wasn't Felice's clit, but it was a good clit. And the black hairs were a change from Felice's blonde thatch. Inhaling the delightful aroma of the pussy made his nostrils dilate and quiver. He could feel his cock swelling. The more he ate, the hotter he became.
Benny opened his mouth wider and gulped more and more of Sydell's juices, which in turn caused her to rub her pussy all the harder against his lapping tongue.
God, she thought, if it hadn't been for Ernie, she might never have discovered the supreme enjoyment of having her cunt eaten.
She thought back to that first party they'd had, when Harlan had fucked her hot little cunt so hard, his cock had almost rubbed off the outer layers of skin on her vaginal walls. The sight of Buddy pounding his burning prick into Laura had really gotten to her. She and Jack had agreed it was time they joined in, and both had undressed.
Harlan had also undressed, though Nanette had been holding back, and while Jack, because of his natural timidity was afraid to approach Nanette, Harlan had come right over to her. His hands had rubbed her tits, and she knew she was going to fuck him. He had dropped her right there on the floor, and that was when he had given her the fucking of her life.
Immediately afterward, Ernie, who had abandoned Susan so Jack could take over, had really fucked Nanette good. When he'd finished with her, he'd walked over to her, his come-covered cock dangling between his thighs, swaying from one side to the other. And when she had begged him not to fuck her because Harlan had made her so sore, he had automatically grabbed her neck and simply shoved her face toward his meat.
At first, Sydell had thought she would be disgusted. But her mouth opened and the stiffening prick slid right in. And she liked the taste. She liked it so much, she let her mouth work freely over the full length of hot, tubular flesh, wanting more of the taste of the stuff she'd already licked off. In what had seemed like almost no time, she found her tongue and lips had brought him to blissful fulfillment, and he unleashed a splash of semen into her mouth.
From that time on, she had sucked Jack's cock almost every night, and he had learned to eat her pussy properly.
Benny was also a natural pussy gobbler. He was burning up with an inner passion of his own as his slurping tongue drove her to the highest peak.
Benny was really enjoying himself. Sydell's fragrant, tasty pussy made him hotter and hungrier, and he ate madly. His tongue worked in and out of her delicious hole.
The rich pinkness of Sydell's inner lips turned a deep, rich red. Her ass bounced as the outer cuntlips began fluttering open and springing shut. Her body stiffened, and suddenly she was climaxing, crushing him between her tightening thighs. The internal oils began splashing into Benny's hungering mouth. His mouth was stretched widely open, and one burst of lubricant followed another into his waiting throat.
Even as Sydell completed her climax, Laura was attaining her orgasm. Her body became rigid as Ira's sucking mouth drained her flowing juices with loud, gobbling, lip-smacking sounds until he was satisfied he'd sucked out every drop of her cuntjuice.
And then it was Susan's turn. Merton's lapping tongue rubbing against her clitoris finally brought her on. Her body continued slamming up and down on the couch as her thighs enveloped Merton.