"Oh yeah," Blaire groaned. "Give it to me. Give it to me . . ."
My own cock was down inside Nicia, a busty Latina girl with long legs and a thick ass. I clutched her wide hips as I fucked her from behind, my balls swinging back and forth. Nicia gasped with each hard thrust. "Yes . . ." she moaned. "Yes . . . yes . . ."
Blaire winked at me. I smiled back, and then I clutched Nicia's butt, ready to cum. Still watching Blaire and Luke. And all the couples around us, groaning and moaning and cumming.
Bob shot his load into his wife Cindy's wide mouth as she perched on a chair, their friend David slamming his prick deep into pussy from behind. Frank, a tall bald guy, was fucking a woman named Felicia while she sucked at their neighbor Jim's cock. She was flat on her back, her legs stretching toward the ceiling. "Oh . . . oh . . . oh . . ."
A skinny blonde woman I didn't know just watched from another chair, her legs spread wide, biting her lower lip as she stroked her pussy, just watching. She saw me and smiled, then leaned back and let go with along, loud orgasm that shook the windows.
Blaire wrapped her legs around Luke's slim waist. "Give it to me . . . hard and heavy . . . give it to me . . . all of it . . . yes!"
"Oh yeah." Luke grabbed her tits as he came, groaning with each spurt of cum. "That's it. Oh yeah."
My own cock exploded as I watched them. Nicia sighed as I leaned down to kiss her neck as my cum coated her pussy. Then her body shook as she came too, pounding the floor with one fist, her thighs trembling. "Oh yes," she murmured quietly. "Oh yes . . . "
I looked over at Blaire. She lowered her legs, kissed her lover on the lips, and rolled over to smile at me.
Blaire is my wife, by the way.
For a moment the room was quiet. Then our neighbor Anya stood up, cum dripping between her thighs. "That was great! Whoo-ho!"
Anya and her husband Curt held an orgy every few weeks. They invited most of the neighborhood, plus a few new people every time, like Nicia.
And a new guy now.
Curt was big and hairy, with a round belly but a long cock that lots of the women—and a few guys--liked. It was drooping, but then it began to rise again as he looked at all the naked bodies around his living room. I saw Susan and Gretchen staring at it. They were lesbians, but I'd fucked both of them often enough at these orgies to know they liked a good hard cock from time to time.
They both licked their lips at the sight of the new guy. Susan unconsciously rubbed her pussy.
He was young—19 or 20. Skinny and naked. Right now he was nervous. But the sight of all the naked women looking at him seemed to help his cock rise up.
"This is Duncan." Anya patted his shoulder. "He just moved in. But I think he'll be a fine addition to the neighborhood. Let's give him a big welcome!"
Blaire looked at me. I nodded.
* * *
Duncan was walking around the neighborhood, bored. School wouldn't start for two months. Right now he was stuck here, because his mom had taken a new job hundreds of miles away from his friends. It was a good job, so he really couldn't be mad at her. But he couldn't play video games all day.
He strolled down the sidewalk. Two girls in gym shorts riding bikes waved at him. He waved back.
Around a corner he saw an older woman in tight cutoff shorts and a strapless red bikini top washing a minivan in the driveway. He tried not to stare. The woman had big tits and long, tanned legs.
The woman paused and dropped her hose. She leaned against the minivan as if she was exhausted.
"Umm . . ." Duncan walked up the driveway. "Excuse me? Sorry. I can finish that if you want me to."
The woman looked up. "Hi. I'm Anya."
"I'm Duncan." He tried to focus on her face, not her tits pushing at her bikini top. "We just moved in. I'm just taking a walk."
"Nice to meet you, Duncan." Her hips wiggled as she walked down the driveway. "Tell you what? You finish rinsing the car, and I'll give you a beer. Maybe two."
Duncan nodded. "Sounds okay."
He spent 20 minutes making sure the minivan was sparkling clean. Then he shut the hose off, looked at the house, and figured he should just go home. Anya was nice, but he didn't need to—
Then Anya opened the front door. "Yoo-hoo! Duncan? Come on in for that beer!"
She leaned on the doorway. Her cutoffs were gone. She still wore her red bikini top, but now she wore only a thin thong around her thighs.
Duncan couldn't feel anything except his own hard cock as he walked to the door. "S-sure."
Inside, Anya grabbed his arm and led him to a couch in the living room. "So you just moved here, right?"
She was staring at his body. Broad shoulders in a loose T-shirt, muscular thighs in loose white shorts.
"Yeah. Me and my mom." He gulped his beer. "Nice to meet you, by the way."
"I think you and your mom are going to like it here." Anya smiled. "So you don't have a girlfriend here yet?"
"Uh, no." He couldn't help thinking that a hot older woman in a bikini was sitting next to him. "I haven't met anyone yet."
"I bet you had lots back home." Anya rubbed a hand on his leg. "Am I right?"
"Well, two or three." Duncan leaned back, as Anya stroked his leg. "There was this girl named Denise. She was a cheerleader . . ."
Big boobs that shook every time she waved her pom-poms. He'd fucked her the night before he left, and her tits had quivered with every hard thrust. "You son of a bitch," Denise moaned, her thighs shaking. "You're never going to have another girl like me. Or Stephanie. Yeah, I know you fucked that bitch. I don't care. Just do it. Do it! Ahhh . . .! "
His cock was hard just thinking about them. And Anya saw it surging under his shorts. "Has it been a long time?"
"A couple of weeks." Was this really happening? "But I'm okay."
"Maybe we should do something to ease the tension." Anya kissed his neck.
Duncan rubbed a hand on her leg. "Okay."
They kissed. Duncan's hands roamed around her body as his cock got harder and harder. He felt her tits pressing insistently against his chest, as if begging to press against him, skin to skin.
Heart pounding, cock throbbing, Duncan played with the strings behind Anya's back. When she didn't back off, he yanked at them and pulled them apart.
Anya sat back, smiling, as her flimsy bikini top dropped and her boobs rolled forward. She let him stare at her bare chest, enjoying the lust in his eyes as he gazed at her. Her tits weren't that big, but everyone seemed to like them, especially when they got the chance to see them up close.
Duncan leaned forward to lick at her nipples. Anya smiled. It was so nice, a new young man tasting her tits. She remembered other young men sucking at her, their hands searching her skin, their cocks pushing into her pussy. Duncan wasn't the first, but he wouldn't be the last.
She clutched his cock under his shorts. "Come on, stud. Let's do this."
Duncan yanked his shirt off and pulled his shorts down. Now he was naked, his cock sticking out. His young body was tall and tan and beautiful. "Okay."
His hard prick sticking out at her made her smile. She reached down to stroke his rigid shaft. "That's a nice dick, Duncan. I bet all your girlfriends like it."
Duncan rocked back on his heels as Anya dropped to her knees in front of his crotch. "How old are you?"
"Does it matter?" She laughed and grabbed his balls. Already a squirt of precum was dripping from his cock. "I'm 47. My husband's 56. You?"
"N-nineteen." His legs trembled. "Does it matter? I just want to fuck you."
Anya licked his hard cock. "Of course you do." Then she wrapped her lips around his thick prick. His cock surged in her mouth.
Duncan's legs trembled. Anya held onto his ass, holding him steady. This wasn't the first time she'd seduced a youngster. She knew they needed time.
Anya stood up and pulled her thong down. Her pussy was wet, with just a thin landing strip leading down to her slit. She rubbed her clit. "Do you think you can make me cum?"
"Sure." Her pulled her body next to his, his heart pounding, his cock pulsing. "Just let me try."
Anya laughed again. She loved eager young men. She'd fucked a few pool boys, and some kids from the high school. They all loved her tits, her legs, her hard tanned body. One kid named Jamie was the best—an eighteen-year-old chess club nerd with a cock like a jackhammer. He fucked her over and over again, always rock-hard, squealing with delight as she came, then cumming all over her naked body like a porn star. He'd left for college two years ago, and she still thought about him when she masturbated.
But Duncan was right here, right now, with his hard cock, eight inches long, and her pussy was aching.
Anya pushed him onto the couch. "Sit back. I'm going to ride that big cock. We're going to have a good time."
Duncan grinned. His girlfriend Denise had liked climbing on top of him, letting her boobs hang down in her face, then rocking back and forth as he pushed his cock up inside her.
He lay back, his legs straight, his prick pointing up, as Anya swung a leg over his hips. She leaned down, hands on his shoulders, her tits bouncing down, and reached between them her hand on his shaft as she sunk down, guiding his cock into her pussy.
"Oh yes," she murmured, her eyes closed. "Yes, yes, yes . . ."
"Yeah." Duncan reached up to clutch at her tits. Her nipples were warm, and they shook under his hands as he surged up, pushing his cock high.
"Mmm . . ." Anya looked down at her latest young lover, gazing at the sweat on his chest. "That's so good. Keep it going. Up and down. In and out." The neighbors would love him.
"Yeah . . ." Duncan kept his hands on her boobs as he rocked back and forth. "I love your tits. I love your . . . ohh!"
Anya slowed. "Not too soon." She reared up over him, smiling. "My last young man could cum three or four times and still keep going. Oh, oh, just like that. Just don't waste it."
Duncan rubbed his hands up and down Anya's bare sweaty hips. "You do this a lot? What about your husband?"
"Don't worry about him. Just keep your cock nice and hard."
"Yeah." Duncan reached up to grab one of her tits. "He must love this."
Anya started thrusting down again, hard. Yeah, Curt liked watching her fuck other men.
* * *
Anya's wedding night had been one long orgy, with most of the bridesmaids and groomsmen naked and fucking in their bridal suite. Anya got fucked by all the groomsmen while Curt watched, getting his dick sucked by her maid of honor and then two naked bridesmaids.
Then he climbed on top of Anya's naked, sweating body and plunged his dick deep inside her pussy. "We're married now," he grunted.
"Yes." Anya sighed. "But I want this," Anya breathed as Curt fucked her one last time, the whole wedding party watching. "All the time. Oh yes, give me your dick, yes, yes, yes . . ."
So after a few months in their new house, Curt invited a few friends over. Then a few more. That's how the neighborhood orgies started.
* * *
Now Anya just wanted to fuck this new kid. Duncan? She lurched up and down, moaning. Duncan grabbed at her ass, his cock surging up, thrusting deep inside her pussy. Not the biggest she'd ever had, but the best lately.
Duncan groaned. A 47-year-old woman, and she was the best he'd ever had. He didn't want it to be the only time. But he was ready to cum. He stroked Anya's clit as she drove down on his cock.
"This is so great," he whispered. "I love . . . it. Don't stop . . ."
Anya leaned forward, her tits dangling in front of Duncan's face. "Yes," she panted, rolling her hips up and down. " Do it, Duncan. Make me cum. Make my pussy cum. Do it, do it . . . oh yes, do it!"
Duncan reached up and squeezed her tits hard as his cock erupted. Anya moaned, digging her fingers into his shoulders. Her pussy quivered and clenched, dripping juices down over Duncan's crotch as she came.
Duncan spurted up into her body. Anya leaned down, gasping, her body shaking as her pussy soaked up every drop. "Oh," she moaned. "Oh . . ."
After a moment she managed to stand up, her knees unsteady. She looked down at Duncan's nude body, his cock still dripping. "That was nice."
"Yeah." Duncan ran a hand down her leg. "Can we do it again sometime?"
"Of course." Anya giggled. "I'm having a party next week . . ."
* * *
We all took a break. All of us except Luke, who had the stamina of a stallion. After fucking my wife, his big cock still hard, he moved on to the blonde woman in the chair. He licked her pussy lips and stroked her thighs.
"I'm Luke," he grunted. "I hope this is okay."
"I'm Bekki." She sighed. "Keep doing that. Just keep . . . doing that . . . Ahh . . . "
Luke reared back, hands on Bekki's legs. "We're going to do this. All right?"
"Yes, yes!" Bekki pulled her legs up. "Fuck me! I need it! Give me that big black cock now!"
Luke mounted her, plunging his cock deep into Bekki's pussy. "Yeah," he murmured. "This is all of me . . ."
Someone handed Duncan a beer, and he gulped half of it down. He didn't know what to do, or where to look. All those boobs, all those wet pussies, and his long, slender cock, just waiting for some action.
My wife Blaire was the first to approach him, a cup of white wine in her hand. She gazed down at his cock and rubbed her hip against his waist. "Hi there. Nice to meet someone new."
"Y-yeah." Duncan's cock reared up at her stared at her boobs. He tried to push it down. "Hi. I'm Duncan."
"It's all right." Blaire's tits jiggled as she giggled at his shyness. "Don't be scared. You like this, right?" She reached down to fondle Duncan's growing cock.
He was still looking around, like a kid on his first visit to a whorehouse, wondering where to start. I saw his cock pulse.
Anya stood behind Duncan, a hand on his bare shoulder. "Go ahead. Make her cum."
He gulped. "Yeah. All right." He reached out for Blaire's boobs as she wrapped a hand around his long thick shaft.
"What do you think, Duncan?" Blaire kissed his cheek. "Can you make me cum? Hard? And heavy?"
"Uh . . ." He glanced at me. "Is it okay?"
I slapped Blaire's bare ass. "Go ahead, Duncan. Do it."
Duncan grabbed my wife's ass. Anya giggled behind him. Then he leaned down to suck at her tits. Blaire moaned, her knees shaking as his hungry tongue licked at her nipples. She reached down for his dick.
I turned around. The action was starting again.
Cindy crawled on top of David, her legs throbbing. She reared back as David forced his prick up into her pussy, and then she moaned, swinging her body back and forth. "I want to do this all night!" she shrieked as her boobs rocked up and down. "Fuck me all night!"
Susan grabbed Felicia's arm., staring at her firm tits. "I'd really like to lick your pussy."
Felicia grinned. "Fine." They sank down on the floor. Felicia spread her thighs, then leaned back as Susan started licking at her clit. "Oh yes," she moaned. "Keep it up. Keep it up . . ."
Frank looked at Gretchen, his cock twitching. Gretchen's pussy was throbbing. Frank's bald scalp was dripping with sweat, but the long thick prick was hard again. "You want to?"
Gretchen gazed down at his hard cock. Yeah, she and Susan lived together, and they sunbathed naked in their back yard during the summer, and everyone around could see them. But like I said, they both occasionally enjoyed a nice hard cock.
Gretchen looked over at Susan, her tongue flicking at Felicia's wet pussy. Then she pulled her legs wide. "Sure."
Duncan was on top of my wife, thrusting his cock hard. Blaire moaned, her hands stroking his young muscular chest, her legs high in the air as her boobs bounced up and down under his dazed eyes.
My cock was hard again, partly from watching them, but mostly from Anya's slim fingers stroking my shaft.
I'd fucked her a lot, of course. But aside from Blaire, Anya was my favorite. Her tits were almost as big as my wife's, and her long, muscular legs were strong and sexy. And Curt didn't care who fucked her, as long as he got to be the last guy at the end of the night.
"Mmm." Anya moaned as I kissed her and fondled her tits, my cock poking at her legs. "Yeah, that feels nice."
Curt was watching Blaire, stroking his cock as Duncan plunged his cock into my wife's pussy. His eyes were glassy and his legs were trembling. He looked ready to cum at any second.
Blaire laughed and tapped Duncan's chest, whispering in his ear. Duncan looked up, his skinny butt shaking. He clutched Blaire's shoulder, his cock still deep inside her. He looked as if he couldn't believe he was here, in a living room with all these naked people having sex all around him, and a guy staring at him as he had sex with a hot woman almost old enough to be his mother. Just a few days after he'd fucked the guy's wife.
Then Blaire pushed him back. I couldn't hear what she said—I could barely hear anything except for Anya's loud moans—but then she rolled over, laughing, and planted herself on her hands and knees. "Come on, Duncan!" Her shout thundered around the room. "Get that big young cock back inside me! Now!"
Anya was on top of me, rocking up and down as my cock speared up inside her. Her legs shook and her skin dripped with her sweat, her boobs bouncing up and down.
I nodded, and Duncan lurched into position, mounting my wife from behind. Blaire groaned as his cock plunged back inside her slit.
Duncan pounded her hard, grinning with delight. He grabbed her hips, thrusting deep inside her pussy. "Oh yeah," he moaned. "Oh yeah . . ."
Then Blaire reared up and waved Curt over. "Come on, come on," she panted, her hips shaking as Duncan fucked her. "Give me something to lick." She smiled. "Come on."
Curt crouched in front of her, his cock rigid, watching everyone around the room with a wide smile. "It's all yours."
Blaire took Curt's cock between her lips as Duncan slammed his cock between her legs. Duncan kept looking around—at Anya, at Susan and Felicia as they sucked and licked each other's pussies, their bodies heaving in a wild 69 on the carpet, at Frank ramming his cock into Gretchen's pussy as he grunted and slapped her ass, at David and Cindy and Luke and Nicia tangled up on the couch . . .
"Oh fuck," I heard Duncan moan, clutching Blaire's hips. He closed his eyes. "Yeah . . . yeah!"
Blaire reared up, screeching. "Cum, cum, cum inside me! Make me, make me . . .cum!"
Curt came first, his cock spurting all over Blaire's face. Duncan smiled, and then his own prick let loose, flooding Blaire's pussy. Blaire laughed, caught between two surging cocks, and then her own naked body shuddered as her own orgasm rocked her back and forth, her legs trembling, her shoulders drooping as she slowly rolled over and collapsed on the carpet, stroking her pussy to keep the sensations cumming. "Yes," she murmured. "Yes, yes, yes . . ."
Anya and I came at about the same time. My cum shot up inside her, and I felt her juices dripping down over my legs. I clutched her tits. She groaned, leaning forward, and then her lips were just inched from mine. We kissed. Then she rolled over, off of my body, gasping she trembled with the last of of her orgasm. My cock spurted one late time, and I stroked her tits as she moaned.
I lost track of everyone around me. I guess everyone came after a while—Susan and Felicia, Frank and Gretchen, David and Cindy and Luke . . . well, maybe not Luke. He could go and go. He was still slamming his cock into Nicia like a machine, over and over again, Nicia laughing and Luke groaning. They were still going at it when I climbed to my feet for another drink.
Duncan was standing near Blaire like a puppy, his cock drooping low. "That was great." He sipped a beer, still gazing at my wife's tits. "I mean . . . you're great. I mean . . ."
Anya came up behind him. "Duncan? I have other guests here. Whenever you're ready."
Duncan swerved around to find Gretchen and Susan smiling at him.
"Hi." Susan stroked his arm. "I'm Gretchen. And this is my girlfriend--"
"No, I'm Gretchen!" She slapped Susan's ass. "That's Susan. Stop teasing the kid, bitch."
Susan laughed, her small tits jiggling. "Oh, I think we're pretty much past the teasing stage." She reached down to cup Duncan's balls. "Whenever you're ready, stud. We can have a good time together."
Duncan squirmed. But his cock started growing again. He rocked back on his heels, smiling. "Sure. Just, you know, give me a minute?"
Anya snickered. "This is going to go on all night."
I slung an arm over Blaire's bare shoulder. "Fine with us."
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