0 comments/ 62320 views/ 13 favorites Party Becomes an Orgy By: KissedMany This is the fourth instalment of an 18-year-old music student's, Clare's new career in the sex industry. In the first instalment, she was hired by the husband and wife team of escort agency owners who discover during some sexual high jinx she is still a virgin. In the second, she sets out in a limo to her first appointment with her escort name, "Celeste", to a man who has outbid other men for the privilege of taking her cherry. There is an erotic adventure in the limo. In the third instalment, she loses her cherry to an experienced client. This instalment, the escort agency owner gets the shy teen to come to a party for his "bros" with erotic intentions on his mind. Jerome, the co-owner of the Fran's Midnight Magic Escorts, was on his cell calling "Celeste" to arrange a meeting to pay her the $8,000 for letting Mr. R. claim her virginity. What the rich, cherry lover had paid was really $16,000 but Jerome knew the girl would be super happy with her share after the "management fee". For the last few days, all Jerome could think of was getting his black cock into that tight teen's pussy. He had hatched a plan to do just that. One of his university classmates, LeBryan Washington, was getting out of prison tomorrow. He had served three years for insider trading and paid a $20 million fine. That is a lot but since his net worth was well north of $200 million, it was just a speed bump on his road to financial stardom. Jerome had arranged a reunion of the tight group of five classmate "brothers" from the Yale University School of Business, Class of 1999, which had kept in touch after graduation. They were all successful corporate executives or business owners, including Jerome. Hell, Jerome and Fran had sixty escorts working for them which brought in over a million bucks a year in clear profit. With the exception of Aaron Worthington, their token honky, everyone in the close-knit group was black. They were what in the black community are called "Oreos", because like Oreo cookies, they were considered "black on the outside but white on the inside". None of them had intentions to form a black business students group but they had just gravitated together informally during their student years. Jerome knew LeBryan would be super horny after not having pussy in lock-up for three years so he arranged for five of his sweetest young escorts to meet at the newly released man's luxury Manhattan condo. Jerome was confident it would be a fine fuck fest for all his well-deserving "brothers". When she answered, Jerome said, "Hello girl, this is Jerome, your boss. I hope you remember me because I SURE remember you." "Of course I remember you, Jerome." She said demurely blushing at the image in her mind, of his beautiful big hard thick black penis. She found him attractive but also a bit scary. Jerome continued, "I love your new escort name, Celeste. It really suits you. By the way, Mr. R. was VERY happy with the service you provided. Fran is putting out the word to our best clients that we have a fantastic new escort that is now available. That pussy of yours will be a gold mine. I will have your cash from the date with Mr. R. tomorrow. We can meet tomorrow night at a little party I am throwing for a brother of mine that haven't been in New York for three years. I will give you the money then." There was a hesitation on her end of the line so Jerome quickly continued, "By the way, your share is $8,000 my sweet newly rich music student!" With that news, Clare threw caution to the wind and shouted in glee, "WOW that is such a lifesaver!! $ 8,000 bucks!! That is amazing!! Of course, I will meet you there to get it!!" She envisioned a family-type of gathering where she would meet Jerome's brother. "That's the spirit, girly." He said, looking up and silently thanked whatever higher power was favoring him today. "It is at 10 o'clock and I will text you the address. By the way, wear something nice. A few of my brothers will be there and the apartment is very ritzy. I don't want you to feel embarrassed about being in jeans or something." "OK, I will be there!!" she beamed. Jerome's face lit up in a huge grin as he shouted in his mind, "YES!" and gave a big fist pump in the air. He just KNEW if he got her to go there, he was going to be balls deep in her tight teen beaver. Then composing himself he calmly said, "And, by the way, you should go out and buy some nice sexy panties. You know the thong type that show off a woman's ass-cheeks. From what I heard from Mr. R, you ARE a woman now. Wear one tomorrow as a favor to me, your boss. " Jerome liked to keep his women minds thinking about sexy things. Clare was taken aback by the request, but the vision of getting $8,000 trumped any concerns and after a pause said nervously, "Ah, OK Jerome, Ummm, boss." And then added, "Will your wife, Fran be there?" Jerome lied, "Sure, she will be there, don't worry your little head about anything. We will take good care of you. See you tomorrow night." And then he hung up. Jerome, grabbed his crotch and its ample package and exclaimed, "Well, Mr. Johnson, (That is his nickname for his manhood) I have got you a hot date for tomorrow night!!! Sweet 18-year-old Pussy, get ready to party with Mr. Johnson!!" The Party. Clare hummed nervously as the private elevator lifted her to the top floor. She was wearing a deep purple satin backless, shoulder-less cocktail dress, that showed a naughty amount of her ample cleavage. The tops of her alabaster breasts bulged seductively above the cups that strained to hold them. The stretchy fabric hugged her slim waist and showed off her firm buttocks. The tight bottom of the dress ended a few inches above her knees. When she bought it, it was quite a bit shorter, in a typical big city style, embarrassingly so. She had the store lengthen it to a point that her mother would approve. She was a stunning vision of teen womanhood. Her long gleaming brunette hair cascaded over her shoulders with natural waves and curls. Since, losing her virginity, she felt more feminine and instinctively desired to show off her womanly charms. She started using more makeup. Many boys, several of them very attractive, had started to notice her as she walked the halls of the school. Or maybe, she thought, it was because she was starting to notice them. Somehow they seemed to detect a change in her. When she got off the private elevator into the small foyer with only one door, she could hear the steady deep rhythm of the techno music coming from the other side. She was thinking, 'My goodness, there is only one apartment on this whole floor! And in Manhattan! That must be insanely expensive. I sure am glad that I bought this new dress.' Before she could even knock or press a button, the door flew open, with a gush of much louder music and Jerome, who had seen her on the security camera, was standing there with open arms and a big smile. He shouted, "Clare! Um, I mean Celeste!! Wow, baby girl! You look good enough to eat! You are the bell of the ball, baby. Come! Bring that sweet ass over here and give Jerome a big hug!!" When she stepped forward, she seem so tiny next to him and he reached down and wrapped one arm around her shoulders and grabbed one cheek of her ass with the other. He could feel the panty-less cheek through the satin of her dress and he knew then that she had bought and worn the thong that he told her too. Clare blushed in embarrassment as her bottom was being felt and she hoped that none of his family could see what had happened. The apartment was very open with high ceilings. Lights were turned down a bit but Clare saw one couple sitting on stools at a full bar at one end and a number of leather sofas around what looked like a dancing area in the center with three couples dancing to the deep pounding beat of the music. The four men in the room and all appeared to be about Jerome's age. They were executive-type fit physically, not athletic. They were all good looking in there own way. The one white fellow seemed a bit geeky, in a "Bill Gates" way with thinning blonde hair. The women were very beautiful and a good deal younger than the men. The dancers were the ones that were closest to Clare and she saw that one of them was a tall, gorgeous athletic looking woman, with dark chocolate colored skin and a short Afro-type hairdo. The other was a pretty, tiny oriental girl with impossibly long straight hair flowing down to her buttocks. The last dancer was an exotic looking blonde Caucasian, with a stunning tattoo of a serpent going from low on her back, over her shoulder and down between the globes of her large breasts. Clare felt a bit intimidated by their beauty. But little did she know that they were even more intimidated by her, because of her gorgeous natural beauty. Jerome introduced her to everyone. Clare was impressed with how sophisticated and gentlemanly the men were. But it did not seem to be a family gathering. Jerome had even called the white fellow his brother. Jerome guided her to the couple at the bar. "LeBryan, brother," he said, "Let me introduce you to Celeste, my absolute most favorite music student in New York City. Hell no, make that the whole world." LeBryan was of medium height, dressed in an expensive suit with the big smile of a slick used car salesman. The beautiful blonde girl sitting on the barstool beside him looked a bit older than Clare and reminded her of the pretty cheerleaders at her high school in New Hampshire. Later, she would find out the girl really had been a cheerleader. She wore a slutty tight gold dress that barely contained her double D breasts and it was so short that Clare could see a flash of her yellow panties. LeBryan got up from the stool smiling, checking out Clare's body and gave her a New York air kiss. He turned to Jerome and said, "Well, bro, you have totally outdone yourself now. This is one sweet lady you have brought to my homecoming." He returned his hungry gaze to the teen student and with an evil smile said, "It is really nice to meet you." Clare responded and in an effort to make conversation said with a New Hampshire style, "It is really nice to meet Jerome's brother. How many more brothers and sisters were in your family?" LeBryan had a quizzical look flash cross his face and then his eyes opened wide in realization of what the teen was thinking. "No, no, no, baby. We are not blood biological brothers. We are bros. You know, like, tight black bros. In white man's talk, like really close friends. My, my.my, I can see LeBryan is going to have to teach you a few things about the big city" Clare blushed because she did not want to appear racist. She just did not have any experience with blacks and their lingo while growing up in the northern part of New Hampshire. His eyes kept intently checking out Clare's curves. He grabbed Jerome's elbow and said, "Bro, we have to have a private talk." And before guiding him to a corner away from the bar he turned and said to Clare, "Why don't you and Billie-Jean have a girlie talk while we brothers iron out a few things." Clare could see Jerome and LeBryan having a heated discussion in the corner. She turned to Billie-Jean to make some friendly conversation and said sweetly, "Hi Billie-Jean. That is a very nice dress you are wearing. Were you born here in New York City?" The blonde's smile hardened a bit. She scanned her eyes up and down Clare's body and she replied, "Born? Well, I tell you one thing. I wasn't born yesterday like you. Do you know what's happening here girl?" "Jerome said his wife will be coming over with an important amount of money to give me for some business we had together." The former cheerleader rolled her eyes at her answer. "Business? You don't have to talk around things with me. I work as a escort with Midnight Magic too. Those other girls over there work there and I believe you are the new girl. These men are all Jerome's university buddies. They all know we are escorts and are expecting a big clusterfuck." Clare looked on with shock as Billie-Jean continued. "This night is what is called a "freebie". Jerome expects us to fuck those guys for free but we don't have to. But I will because I like to keep on the good side of Jerome to make sure I get more business with the agency" She looked Clare straight in the eyes. "Tell me the truth girl. Has Jerome fucked you yet?" Clare blushed crimson and said, "No, but we were pretty close to having intercourse." The former cheerleader nodded and smiled knowingly, "Ahh. That means you sucked his cock. Right?" When Clare dropped her eyes, the woman knew she was right. "Well, don't be embarrassed he has fucked all the girls in this room including me and likely every escort that works for him and Fran. He just never stops hound-dogging a girl until he gets that big black snake of his in a girl's pussy. Wow, I am shocked that he didn't fuck you after getting a blow job from fresh meat like you. That's a first for Jerome. By the way, you will likely get your money tonight. But Fran is not coming here to this wolf's den. No, this is Jerome's boys' night out." Clare was surprised to hear all of this. She had not expected anything like this tonight and she decided to play hard to get until she had her money and then leave before the heated action started. All of these men seemed to be well-mannered gentlemen but she was still a bit shy around sex with a man she just met and the idea of fornicating in front of many strangers was too extreme. Jerome and LeBryan returned to the two of them. They had been having heated words because LeBryan wanted to fuck Clare first before Jerome since Jerome's dick was just too large and anyone getting second's after him would have a pussy split too wide for a decent fuck. Jerome finally agreed for two reasons. Yes, his dick would open the girl too much for the next guy, but mostly because LeBryan was his best bro and he should get the best after three years in the slammer. Clare leaned into whisper in Jerome's ear, "Jerome, do you have my money? I should be getting back to my dorm room. I should get to bed early because I have an exam tomorrow." A little fib won't hurt she thought. "Like I said girl, Fran will be bringing your cash later. Relax and have some fun. Hey, LeBryan, give this girl a drink. What kind of host are you?" Clare asked for some orange juice and ended up with a vodka and OJ with more alcohol that juice. She was thirsty and downed it quickly. Not being used to drinking, she felt an immediate pleasant glow wash over her body. Another drink was given to her in flash and she was soon a bit woozy. Everyone was dancing to the heavy beat of music from the huge speakers. LeBryan was a great dancer who showed her how to move with the music along with a constant flow of touching and squeezing all over her body. Clare was swept up into a laughing circle of beautiful girls who were obviously a bit drunk and getting very raunchy. Billie-Jean hiked up her short skirt and did a cheerleader imitation with a cartwheel ending with the splits on the dance floor. Everyone cheered her on. Not to be undone, the Chinese girl shouted that she used to be a gymnast and to prove it, lifted her skirt over her bum and sat on the floor. With amazing flexibility, she pulled her feet behind her head. Her nose was very close to the camel toe outline of her pussy under the crotch of her scarlet red thong. The crowd cheered on. The tall athletic beautiful black girl shouted out, "That's nothing! Celine and I used to be dancers. Come on girl, let's show them something special." Clare saw the white girl with the amazing snake tattoo run over. They threw off their high-heels and climbed on to a large table at the edge of the dance floor. The music pounded on as the women seductively undulated their bodies and slowly peeled off their dresses exposing their model-type perfect bodies. Clare was shocked to see them take everything off to the cheering delight of the men. They were so saucy as they rubbed their breasts against each other and spanked each other's bums playfully. When they stripped buck naked, it turned out that the tail of the snake tattoo was down to the crack of the girl's ass and the body of it went over her shoulder, between her large breasts and the head and extended tongue ended at the camel toe of her shaved cunt. Clare was standing beside LeBryan who was intent in watching the erotic scene. She could see it was turning him on because his penis had formed a tent in the front of his pants which he boldly massaged with a dreamy look in his eyes. It was turning her on too. Her cunny was getting wet and throbbing with the music. The white geeky fellow moved in beside Clare and was staring greedily and shamelessly at her body. He made her a bit nervous, especially when he started brazenly stroking the cheek of her tight ass. She did not really find this one of the brothers that attractive but she did not want to make a scene with something this minor so she did nothing. The man took this as a positive signal and soon dipped his hand below the hem of her skirt and suddenly plunged his fingers down the crack of her ass and under to the area of the thong covering her girlie parts. He smiled when he felt the warm dampness. Clare gave a little squeal and backed away bumping into LeBryan who had been watching the strip show. LeBryan looked down and said, "Hey, babe. Are you OK? " Clare looked over at the geeky fellow who was smiling and brashly smelling his fingers that had groped her private area. She did not want to make trouble. "No, everything is fine." And she moved close to LeBryan who put his arm around her bare shoulders and gave her a comforting squeeze. She looked over and saw Billie-Jean and Jerome sitting together on the big leather sofa. He had pulled one of her DD breasts out of her top and was massaging the bare snow-white skin and pink nipple. The former cheerleader was busy stroking his massive bare man-meat sticking out from his lap. Clare was shocked on the one hand, but her mouth watered instinctively at the memory of the taste of that instrument in her mouth. There was a cheer from the strip show area and Clare looked over to see the two women in a 69 position passionately licking each others pussies with hundred dollar bills strewn all around them from their appreciative fans. Clare had never seen such a thing and the lesbian performance plus the effects of the alcohol really turned her on. She did not object when LeBryan reached down and massaged her ass as they both watched the erotic action on the table. The smell of pussies in heat filled the room. The juice from her cunny was literally flowing from her vagina and soaking her thong. She could even feel some running down the inside of her thigh. She did not even object when the alpha black male beside her reached below the hem of her dress and reached inside her thong and with his strong soft hand ran his palm down the crack of her ass until his middle finger felt her anus and then on down to her throbbing wet pussy lips. Clare almost fainted with the surge of pleasure that went through her body. Her inhibitions were melting away as the primitive parts of her brain took over. In a haze, she vaguely realized that the geeky white man had unzipped his pants and had pulled his dick out and was masturbating it as he stared at her hungrily. She held on firmly to her own man's arm and just closed her eyes to concentrate on the wonderful sensations his digits were causing. LeBryan was getting unbelievably turned on by the shy teen beside him and his dick was as hard as mahogany. He had not fucked a woman in the three years he was in prison and he was in a hurry to bury his cock in a hot tight pussy. He slid his fingers under the thong underwear and along the hair covered wet lips of the teen's womanhood. This was certainly a very hot and willing pussy. He looked around frantically for a good place to fuck the girl and spotted the door to his master bedroom and its massive oversized bed. Party Becomes an Orgy With his hand still deep in her panties; he rushed the girl past the sofa, where the cheerleader was now nude and sucking Jerome's giant staff and he and Clare went into the dark room. Jerome saw what was happening with LeBryan and the music student and he had a great idea. He stood up and shouted for the other men and women to huddle around him to listen to his plan. Meanwhile, LeBryan had thrown her on the bed with urgency and had dived in beside her and immediately started kissing her mouth, neck and the bare tops of her breast , that were bulging over the deep purple dress. She held the man's head and groaned in pleasure at the feeling of his hot mouth and tongue. He reached down to her lower body and plunged his hand under the front of her thong, which was now soaking wet. Clare opened her legs immediately to give him full access to her girlie parts. She reached down and felt the stiff rod in her man's pants. When she did that, he scrambled to his knees beside her head and unzipped his pants. She quickly went up on one elbow and reached in and pulled out his rock hard, chocolate-colored penis and cleanly shaven ball-sack. She sucked his balls and licked with the flat of her tongue all over his rod until they glistened with her saliva. She found that she loved the taste of cock. All she wanted now was to have this man's love tool in her hot cunt as soon as possible. All of a sudden, the lights in the bedroom were turned on and all the laughing party people invaded the room and stood around the bed looking down at the couple. LeBryan's cock plopped out of Clare's mouth. The four girls were already totally naked and the men were still in their stylish clothing. Clare blushed crimson when she realized everyone had seen her being a common cocksucker. Jerome blurted out, "LeBryan you have not fucked a pussy in three years. The girls and I want to give you a very special treat. You get to fuck all of them together! Are you man enough, my friend?" LeBryan grinned and gave a big thumbs up sign. He went on, "Now girls, get on the bed like we discussed." The honored man moved backwards on the bed as the girls directed Clare to get on all fours and they all formed in a line beside her on all fours, doggy-style. It was a vision to behold for the men in the room, five beautiful asses up in the air in a row with their heads close to the far edge of the bed. There were four firm sets of buttocks with a tantalizing pink slit of a pussy between each one and Clare's body still covered with a deep purple party dress and a thong with a large wet spot. Jerome continued, "We brothers have taken up a collection and will give the fine bitch whose pussy you deposit your cum in, $1000 as a prize." The men cheered and Jerome said, "Now get your clothes off my man and do some bad-ass fucking!" Clare was torn between her embarrassment of being treated like a common harlot and the heat in her pussy that need to be quelled with a stiff cock. Her body was betraying her and she closed her eyes and stayed on her hands and knees waiting. She could hear her man getting out his clothes and hoped he would service her first. But no. He mounted the black girl beside her. When the bed shook when he rammed into her, the men cheered. The girl urged him on and Clare could hear his torso slapping into her ass. LeBryan looked along the row of women as he humped the chocolate skinned beauty below. There were three nude cuties on their hands and knees waiting for his cock to the right and the music student still clothed on his left was waiting in total surrender. Her long brunette hair flowed over the edge of the bed. She was the most beautiful young woman he had ever seen. He revelled in the knowledge that she would do anything for him now. He touched the small of Clare's back in a firm voice said, "Baby, pull down your panties for me. I want my bros to see the pussy I am going to fuck next." She did not move. He gave her ass a hard smack that reddened her ass-cheek. "I SAID pull down those fucking panties." She tilted her face into the bed and reached back with both hands and pulled her thong down to just above her knees. LeBryan pulled the dress up over her ass so the men could see her pubic hair covered slit and her pink little button of an asshole. LeBryan continued, "Let's just check if this bitch is in heat." With his cock still buried deep in the black wench and he reached down and ran his middle finger up and down Clare's wet engorged pussy slit. Then he pushed two fingers deep into her hot vagina. "Yessireeee. She is hot and wet." Clare was dying of embarrassment but the man's hand felt so good that she could not stop from squirming her ass in pleasure and the muscles in her love canal gripped the man's fingers. She groaned loud enough that everyone could hear. When the fingers were withdrawn she was disappointed. Seeing the reaction of the teen turned LeBryan on so much that he simply had to fuck that hot pussy right now. He withdrew from his current woman and moved over behind the long haired teen. When Clare felt the man shift towards her rear she almost wept in happiness. He said, "Take those panties all the way off bitch." She complied quickly. "Now spread your knees and raise your ass and get ready for a fucking you will never forget." She followed instructions to the letter and he moved in behind her. She had never been fucked doggie-style. She could feel the tip of his manhood part the down covered lips of her pussy. When he hesitated a bit to get into position she just lost it and pleaded, "Please fuck me. Please. Please PLEASE" He lined up behind her and angled his dick which was coated in the black girl's juices, into her tight channel. He rubbed his tip against her wetness. He had the pink opening right at the head and after he was satisfied that his tip was wet enough, started to push his way into the girl. She was so incredibly tight that every inch of him had to fight to get room inside of her. He felt her walls resist and then part to allow him entry. He got frustrated at the slow pace and held her hips and rammed his cock deep into the tight sheath of her womanhood. She screamed, "Yes, YES. Thank you." This scene sent a surge of testosterone through every man in that room. They all quickly stripped naked and several started stroking their dicks, each of varying thickness and length. LeBryan could feel the muscles of the teen's tight pussy contract rhythmically caressing every single inch of him. It was heaven as he pushed in balls deep. He had enjoyed many a pussy in his day but none could compare to this young student. He was in ecstasy and to make sure he did not cum too quickly, he froze and simply enjoyed the moment. There was a lot more pussies to fuck tonight. He looked over at his bros and said, "Yo, men. Why don't you have these bitches suck your cocks while I fuck them in turn. Just go over to the edge of the bed. Hey girls, you would like that wouldn't you?" All the girls answered enthusiastically in the affirmative and the men lined up in front of the nude girls. A cock-sucking fiesta began, with heads bobbing and hips thrusting with loud sounds of slurping and male cries of pleasure. The white man wanted to be as close to Clare as possible so he stationed himself in front of the black girl next to her. She was sucking his dick but he was more intent on looking lovingly at Clare. He started to stroke Clare's beautiful long hair. LeBryan barked out, "Aaron, don't mess with my woman while I am fucking her, bro. Just wait." Aaron pulled his hand back from her head. Clare was relieved but she wondered what "wait" meant." He continued, "Aaron my honky bro, you can do me a little favor though. I would like to see this bitch's tits. Unzip her dress and pull those knockers out so that we can all see them. As a thank you I will let give them a good squeeze." Clare did not really want this man's hands on her but if the man pleasuring her pussy wanted it, it was O.K. She could feel the zipper at the back of her dress open up and hands reach under to free her size 36 C breasts. They swayed a bit from the ramming of the man into her pussy, until Aaron's hands cupped and massaged them until the nipples became hard as stones. He tweaked them hard and it sent pleasure pain signals to the primitive parts of her brain. LeBryan said, "That's enough bro." Aaron stepped back with a sad look on his face. Remembering Jerome's challenge to fuck all the women, he decided it was time to change pussy. He moved to the former cheerleader at the far end of the line. She was sucking Jerome's mammoth manhood. He asked nicely, "Jerome, my man. Please let me fuck this cute bitch solo. You were so good to let me fuck our student first. Why don't you go down there and try to fit that big weapon of yours in that music student's little mouth." Jerome thought this was a great idea and walked to her. Clare was extremely saddened when the man's penis withdrew from her unsatisfied pussy and he shifted away down the line. The man called Aaron moved in front of her and lifted her head to have her mouth level with his somewhat small dick as a clear signal to suck it. She kept her mouth closed in a small act of defiance since really didn't like this man's style. Jerome loomed into the picture and told Aaron, "Bro. It is time to shift on down to another bitch, my man. This teen has a date with Mr Johnson here." With that, he grabbed his semi-hard but still very large cock and gave it a good shake. The white man went back to the girl next to Clare but continued to gaze at her with loving eyes. Without asking Clare reached up and took Jerome's black veined rod in her hand and started licking its bulbous head. Aaron was disappointed that Jerome's treatment by Clare was so much better than his own. Clare immediately recognized the delicious taste of Jerome's staff with the slippery precum dripping from the slit in the tip. She stretched her lips over the head of the monster and sucked as she stroked the skin of its length. It was just as she remembered, like velvet over granite. Jerome got a bit rambunctious and rammed his cock too far into the back of her throat until she gagged and her eyes began to water. Clare let the hard dick fall from her mouth and then like a real trooper, she lifted it up and licked and sucked the dark brown ball-sack. A few minutes ago she had yearned for LeBryan's cock and now she could only hope that Jerome's Johnson would bring her to ecstasy. He said, "Get up on your knees girl. Let's take off this dress. All the bros want to have a full gander at that body of yours. She immediately got up on her knees and without a thought, quickly pulled the purple satin dress over her head. Then she saw all the men's eyes were drilling into her alabaster perfect globes and realized they could see everything with the bright overhead lights. She blushed crimson at the naughtiness of her actions and instinctively put one arm over her breasts and a hand over her pubes. Jerome chuckled, pushed her arm aside and began massaging her tits. Clare lost her inhibitions and in a clear act of surrender, reached the hand that had been covering her pussy, over and cupped Jerome's balls. It was too erotic a vision for two of the men getting blow jobs and they had explosive orgasms and shot their seed down the throats and on the faces of the young girls on all fours in front of them. He pushed Clare down to his ridged manhood and he went over the edge in seconds. He shot an enormous load of cum into her mouth and some escaped down her chin as she swallowed as fast as she could. He keeled over onto the bed onto his back beside the wench with a broad smile of pure satisfaction on his face. LeBryan shifted to behind the oriental beauty that was waiting for a doggy-style fuck. She was a tiny thing with a narrow boyish ass but the pink slit of her shaved pussy showing between the small buttocks was certainly Grade A Fuckable American Cunt. He probed with the head of his dick into her slit and found it was a bit dry. He withdrew, spit a good-sized gob into his hand and wet the head of his penis. He returned it to the pleasure spot and it slipped in nicely. The girl backed up to force the man-meat deeper into her tight vagina. She really wanted that $1,000 and squirmed her ass seductively. LeBryan was impressed and enjoyed every second of her attention. The girl's small hand reached under her lower body and cupped LeBryan's balls. She expertly rolled them around in her professionally trained fingers. He could feel himself being swept swiftly towards a tantalizing Kung Fu orgasm but in a moment of panic realized there was still one escort to fuck and his macho image was on the line. He grasped the narrow hips of the girl to still her actions and stop the slide towards fulfillment but she was wise to this and used all her energy to undulate her bottom at the same time as she flexed the muscles of her love canal. This action sucked his cock deeper into her magical oriental pussy. In shear desperation, he backed out with a loud sound like a wine cork popping as her orifice reluctantly gave up its delicious grip. LeBryan was panting as he regained his composure. His stiff cock dripped a few drops of cum. It was a narrow escape. He made a mental note to book a session with this whore tomorrow. She was one fine bitch. LeBryan shifted to the tattooed snake lady. All the men in the room had cum their load but he was proud that he had fucked four fine pussies and was still hard as mahogany. This evening would become legend in their group's mythology. He looked down the womanly fit ass of the former dancer who was on all fours. This was the kind of booty he loved best. He liked a little meat on their bones. He dipped his hand to her cunt lips and found it totally drenched in juice. His hand was slick of it and he rubbed it on his dick. After a few a few administrations, it was ready. He moved in with his knees on the outside of hers and slid his greased cock along the warm slit of her ass. He smiled at the thought of this looking like a brown Afro-American hotdog on some white buns. He slowly slid the sensitive underside of his meat up and down the seductive crack. He was on the edge of orgasm immediately and willed his hips to reluctantly stop. He looked down and saw the large blue, green and red snake tattoo on her back that ran from over her shoulder to a end somewhere deep in the crack of her ass. It was a magnificent work of art. He was curious to see where it ended and spread her ass cheeks to get a good look. To his delight, the tail narrowed to a point at her asshole so that it looked like the snake was coming out of that orifice. He made a mental note to book this lady soon to dip his own black snake in that very inviting asshole. But now, he settled for dipping his cock in the well lubricated hot pussy opening below. He was not wanting to cum in this fine bitch but he wanted to officially fuck the fifth lady. A few seconds later when he did, the legend was secured. LeBryan surveyed the girls who were all still obediently on all fours waiting to win the $1,000. The oriental was surely the best fuck but when he looked over at the beautiful music student he saw her looking back at him with a horny pleading look on her face. She mouthed the word "please" and that was enough to make him move on down the bed to her. He could see her face break into a relieved broad smile as shifted towards her upturned firm ass. Clare could not believe her luck as Lebryan looked into her eyes and recognized the need of her body. As he moved into position behind her she dropped her head to the bed, lifted her ass up invitingly and with her hand reached under her hair covered mound and spread wide the lips of her teen pussy with her fingers in anticipation. LeBryan looked down at the wide open pink gash and shouted for all to hear, "That's what I like, a bitch in heat that is begging for my cock. I knew this music student would be begging it." He dipped the tip of his weapon to the entrance and waited for the teen's reaction. He was not disappointed. Clare felt the tip of her man's hot cock at the entrance to her yearning love canal. When it hesitated, she gripped the base of it and pulled it into the sheath of her womanhood. Then she mashed her face to the bed, took both hands and gripped the sides of his ass and pulled him forward to bury the rod as deep as possible into herself. "Yes. Oh Sweet Mother that feels so fucking good. God give me that hard cock. Please fuck me." She squealed. The other girls smiled at hearing the "F" word. They didn't the university teen would have said "shit" if she had a mouthful of it. This was all too much for LeBryan. After a few strong thrusts into her impossible tight pussy, a Fourth of July fireworks explosion went off in his brain as he shot his load deep into her womb. " Ahhh AHHHHH. Fuck, Ahhh AHHHHH. Fuck FUCK, Yes MMMMMM Ahhh AHHHHH," He screamed and fell to the bed between the teen that just won a $1,000 and his bro, Jerome who was out cold. Clare was shocked and disappointed. Her pussy was ablaze and in need of sexual fulfillment. She could feel a gush of the man's seed spill out of her vagina and run down her leg. She rolled onto her back and brazenly reached down and started massaging her wet pussy and clit to try to put out the fire. She looked over and saw Aaron staring down at her handiwork but was too much in a frenzy to feel ashamed. Somebody turned out the light and it was totally dark. She could hear people talking and feel the bed move as they scrambled on the bed. Some man dived to her side and pushed away her hand and slowly dipped his fingers to the down covered lips of her engorged cunt. She opened wide to offer complete access. He held them there still. This was driving her mad with desire and she grabbed his wrist with both hands and forced the man's hand up and down her crack in a desperate attempt to quell the fire there. "Please, Please!!" She begged for him to do anything he could to put out the flame of her passions. He bent his head over her chest and brought his lips to her sensitive small nipples. He swirled his tongue over them which sent a bolt of pleasure to her brain. She emitted a deep moan and pressed his head down in urgency for more. He opened his mouth wider and sucked the end of her breast deep into his mouth and then stroked it with his tongue and could feel the hard center of her tit under the nipple. The teen panted and moaned. She begged, "Please sir, PLEASE. I need your thing in me. Please do anything you want but PLEASE put your thing in me." In the darkness, the unknown man looked down at her and said, "That is not a thing bitch. That is a cock. Now what is it that you want?" She realized with surprise that it was Aaron that hand his hand on her throbbing girlie parts. But her body needed a cock, any cock. "Yes, please give me your cock. PLEASE!" Aaron had the stuck-up princess exactly where he wanted her. He chuckled and said, "I guess so. But first I want you to do a little cock-sucking." He knew this time she would open her lips and suck him in as deep as he wanted. There was little room on the bed with so many bodies in play so he kneeled over her face with one knee on each side of her head facing her legs. This would let his hairy balls rest on her nose, her previously very stuck-up nose, as she sucked him off. He wished someone would turn on a light so he could see that delicious sight and so she could look up and see his hairy crack and asshole inches above her eyes. He bent over and put a hand on the bed each side of her torso so he was on all fours to give him better leverage to thrust his weapon into her perfect mouth. Party Becomes an Orgy Clare could feel her man shift into position above her head. "Strange," she thought "He is facing in the wrong direction. But if this is what he wants, well O.K.. I just want him to fuck my aching pussy." He dipped his manhood toward her face and she gripped the staff, shot out her tongue and pulled the tip to its hot wet surface. She was pleased when she heard her man groan in pleasure. She licked the length of the shaft to the tip and back several times and then sucked the tip into her mouth and rolled her tongue around the head as she had been recently taught. She continued to stroke her cum soaked cunt paying particular attention to the hard nub of her clit. But she knew that only a stiff cock would give her total satisfaction. Aaron was in heaven and the girl licked and sucked the end of his rod. The primitive parts of his mind instinctively drove him to thrust his cock deeper into her mouth until he could feel it bump up against her tonsils. Although small than other men's in the room, his dick was perfect for fucking her face in this position. He thrust again and again. It was magically erotic. His pubic bone would bump her chin as his balls bounced off her nose. In the darkness his head was just a short distance from her crotch and Aaron could smell LeBryan's spunk that drenched her pussy. It had a sexually intoxicating effect on him. He reached down to girlie area and felt her hand that was masturbating herself. He pushed it away and took up the task of pleasuring her himself. Her legs were splayed wide and he ran the palm of his hand up and down her semen soaked pussy with his middle finger in her slit between the hair covered lips. Whenever his wanted to, he dipped the finger into her love canal, or over her asshole or teased her clitoris. But he could not stop trusting his man-meat into her face. He had a flash that he might be hurting the teen but when she reached up and grabbed the cheeks of his ass to urge him on, he knew she was turned on by this as well. As wonderful as all this was, Aaron started fantasying about having his penis in her vagina. It was nothing rational. It was pure instinct. He needed to plant his seed in this perfect girl's womb. He shifted to do that. Clare thought, "Oh sweet mother of mercy, he is moving his body into a position to fuck me." She used her hands to help him and signal that she was totally his. At least one or both of her hands was on his butt cheeks throughout the move to guide him to the missionary position. When he dipped the point of his cock to her hot pussy she pulled his ass cheeks so hard that he rammed his body and manhood deep into her body. It was a blessing that the canal was so drenched in semen or Aaron's dick might have been snapped in half. She wrapped her legs around his ass and moved her arms to hug his upper torso. The feel of his stiff rod was driving her crazy with pure lust. She humped it as much as possible from below as the man thrust and rammed from above. Dirty words flowed from her lips into his nearby ear. "Fuck me and don't stop. Yes, do that. Yes, YES. Fuck my pussy. MMMmm. God, that feels great. Please don't stop. Your cock feels yummy." She bit into his shoulder in her passion. Aaron could feel her hot breath on his ear as she panted in passion. The way she locked her body to hers and humped as he thrust was a total turn on. "You love my cock. Don't you my little teen slut." "Yes, yes. I love your cock. I AM your slut. Just DON"T stop." The bed shook and the room was filled with the sounds of their sweating bodies slapping together. Then they came together in a death-defying cosmic orgasm. They screamed one word together over and over, "Yes, YES. Yeeessss. YEEEESSSSSS. YES. Yes." Until their throats were hoarse. When they finally stopped screaming and the room was a hushed silence, someone in the darkness whispered, "Now that is what you call a good fuck." And everyone rolled on the bed laughing for a long time. Everyone that is, other than Jerome, the party arranger and LeBryan, the five fuck champion, who had slept through the action and were still out cold. The light was turned on. The men that were awake were all fucked out and everyone found their clothes and got dressed. Clare woke Jerome to ask for her money and he stumbled groggily into another room to fetch it. He begged her to stay for a fuck session but neither of them were in an amorous mood at that point. So off Clare went with lots of cash and a very satisfied pussy.