Sunday Afternoon

Lunch was hamburgers and hotdogs from the barbecue on the back deck, with wine for the ladies and beer for the guys. Yes, I had to get dressed to go out there. It was a cold day, with only three weeks to go until Christmas.

While we were eating Melanie informed us, “So, you guys are going to be gangbanging each of us girls in succession this afternoon. That means you are all going to have a lot of time on your hands while you are waiting for your turn, which will also means you will have time to drink beer. Just don't drink so much that you are no further use to us, okay?”

“I'd rather fuck than drink any day,” said Mike. There was a general murmur of agreement from the rest of us.

“Good,” said Mel. “Remember, when you are next up both of the ladies who aren't currently being banged will be available to fluff you.”

“Fluff?” queried Brad.

“Suck you upright,” answered Melanie with a broad grin.

“What's the running order?” asked Tom.

“Me, then Suze, then Tina,” replied Mel.

“No, I knew that from what you told us this morning. I meant for us guys.”

“Oh, sorry. We've put numbers one through nine in the hat. You will each pick one and that is the order you'll run in. We will redraw for each lady, so you all get a chance to go first each time.”

“Can I go last on you?” I requested. “I want to see what you feel like after doing eight guys,” I added.

“Anybody have a problem with that?” Melanie asked, glancing around the faces at the kitchen table. Nobody said a word. “Alright then, hubby, you've got it. Whoever draws the nine, just give it to Nick and pull another number.”

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When the meal was over and cleared away Mel informed us that she wanted to be done on the kitchen table.

“Oh yeah,” Jake exclaimed. “That means she is taking this seriously, boys. This lady loves being done on tables. We are in for a real good time.”

“All true,” my wife agreed. “But I hope you always have a real good time wherever you fuck me, Jake, and I mean that in all possible ways.” Her smile was dazzling, but it was also challenging.

“Er, of course, Mel,” Jake mumbled. “You are always a terrific ride.”

“Just terrific?” Melanie queried archly.

“Ah, Mel, you know I meant the best,” Jake tried as a recovery.

“Ahem,” said his wife loudly.

“After Suze, of course,” Jake added hastily.

“And there you have it, ladies,” ribbed Suze. “My husband, the blond car salesman.”

Everybody laughed, not just the girls. Jake turned bright red.

By way of apology Sue said, “It's alright, honey, I will still give you your best ride of the day when you do my ass.”

“Huh. Fat chance. I'm here, remember?” my wife challenged.

“Hey, you might be the Queen of Sluts, but he's getting my ass and he's only getting your pussy. You know he's an ass addict, that's why we call him the Ass Bandit, so you're gonna lose to Suze, again,” Sue responded, poking her tongue out at her best friend.

“Yeah, I've gotta give you that one,” Mel conceded. Jake looked like someone had just fed him a chocolate.

“Time to roll, then,” Sue hinted broadly.

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Sue set up three of the webcams in the kitchen and produced her own digital SLR camera from somewhere. Melanie placed a pillow on the kitchen table, climbed up onto the tabletop and laid down on her back. She wriggled down until her pussy was aligned with the edge of the table, placed her high-heeled boots flat on the tabletop, tucked in next to her hips, so that she was splayed open to the entire admiring audience, then sank two fingers into her pussy and began masturbating. That was one hell of a view. The pillow propped up her head little, so from directly in front, seated on my kitchen chair, her upper body was invisible and her head appeared to be floating above her gaping pussy, which she was spreading with her fingers, and her incredibly long legs in their thigh-length, black leather boots framed her pussy. It was a positively obscene pose, and so provocative that every cock in the room was bolt upright. Sue crouched down in front of her with her camera clicking away in burst mode, moving in until she was only inches from Melanie's pussy.

“Would someone like to warm me up?” Mel offered.

“I'll do it,” the Little Witch said instantly, skipping over and kneeling in front of Melanie before anyone else could step in.

We were then treated to a little girl-on-girl action as Tina ate out my wife. A few of the guys were standing, leaning against the counter tops and walls, but most of us were seated in a semi-circle around the end of the table, only a few feet from the action. We all watched as Tina's mass of blonde curls moved down in front of Melanie's dark bush – she had finally taken off her stetson – and she began to tease Mel's clitoris with her tongue, then sucked the whole tiny nubbin into her mouth for a few seconds before moving on to long strokes of her tongue along the entire length of Melanie's large slit.

I went to the fridge for beer and distributed it to the audience. By the time I returned to my seat the lower part of the Little Witch's face was encased in Mel's pussy as she worked her tongue deep into my wife's uterus.

“Christ, she's good at that,” Melanie gasped.

Coming up for air, Tina reached over and took my half-consumed beer from my hand. She then slid the neck of the bottle all the way in to Mel's vagina and poured the remaining contents of freezing cold beer into my wife's womb. Mel jumped at the shocking cold, and gasped “Ah!” Tina worked the bottle in and out for a couple of minutes, then went in after the beer with her tongue. Mel ran her fingers into Tina's curls and forced her face deeper in. Finally, Tina backed out and resumed her seat in the audience, saying, “She's ready for you now, boys.”

“A truer word was never spoken,” Mel murmured. “Mind you, 'desperate' is more like it. Who's up?”

“Me,” said Pete, stepping forward.

“Ah, a blond for starters, great,” said Melanie as Pete guided his cock into her pussy with his hand.

“Start me off with long, slow strokes and keep it going as long as you can,” my nympho wife instructed.

Pete complied, burying his cock deep each time. Sue moved around him constantly, snapping the action from all angles, until Jake said, “For god's sake, get out of the way, Suze. You're blocking the view.”

“Oh, sorry,” Sue responded, scooting back to her seat.

The guys were all having a great time, drinking beer, making ribald comments and watching a beautiful woman getting screwed. What more can a man ask? I was, as usual, thoroughly turned on by watching my friend bang my wife.

After fifteen minutes or so Melanie said, “Okay, Pete, let me really have it now.”

Pete did, slamming into her pussy like an express train for five minutes before coming with a loud sigh, then pulling out.

“Next,” Mel said immediately. Mike stepped up and drove his cock in to replace Pete's.

“Oh hello, muscles. Give it to me hard and fast right now,” Melanie ordered. Mike jacked her vigorously for about ten minutes before blowing his wad into her.

Jake was inside her within seconds of Mike dismounting. He lifted Melanie's booted legs up to rest on his shoulders and held her by the front of her thighs. He knew Mel well and gave her what she wanted without prompting. By the time he finished sweat was pouring off him and he was gasping for breath. Mel uttered her first quiet moan as he came inside her.

“Second blond gets his rocks off,” Mel murmured as he pulled out.

Phil was right there. His stiff cock went home without any fuss or bother, he banged her like a stallion on a mare, and my wife took her fourth load of the gangbang. Her pussy was dripping now, but she still wasn't even breathing hard.

“I think you could do the whole brigade of guards without breaking a sweat,” Steve told her as he mounted up. My wife laughed and said, “That's a thought.” I wouldn't put it past her, either.

Steve's was a powerful, lengthy fuck. He had scratch marks down both sides of his back by the time Mel had wrung him out. He arched his back as he came deep inside her and she moaned loudly. There was a loud 'plop' as he extracted his cock from her pussy.

“Third blond, fifth guy,” Mel murmured, keeping score.

Tom pushed Steve aside in his eagerness to get stuck in there. Melanie's pussy squelched as his cock entered her, her juices and semen running down her inner thighs. Each of his thrusts produced a similar squelch as his cock compressed the liquids inside her. He nailed her fiercely but briefly, ejaculating like a fountain after only a few minutes.

Brad moved in, burying his cock deep with a single thrust, then riding her hard for twenty minutes before exploding inside her.

Jim strolled over, his huge, stiff member waving in front of him like a flag pole.

“Ah, the piece de resistance,” Mel greeted him. Jim smiled, said nothing, and eased the enormous Beast into her pussy. It looked like a fence post being placed in a hole. Mel sighed with pleasure as his balls rubbed up against her. Then Jim exploded into action, grabbing her upright thighs – her feet were back flat on the tabletop again - and using the leverage to hammer his cock home like a piledriver. He went on and on, pulverizing her pussy until she was keening a continuous high note and clawing at his chest as his pelvis pounded against her clitoris.

“Come, damn you, come,” she screamed. He did, copiously.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” she gasped as he slid the Beast from her vagina.

Phil began boinking her even as Jim was backing away, giving her no chance to catch her breath. Mel's pussy was now slurping on the backstroke as well as squelching on the forestroke. Phil rode her as hard as Jim had, and as long. By the end he was gasping for breath and sweat was pouring off him, but Melanie was moaning loudly and continuously. When Phil finally ejaculated, she howled “Yes!” and shuddered through a whole series of orgasms.

“Oh, fuck me,” she murmured as Phil stepped away.

I was in her before Phil sat down. It was like entering a flooded tropical cave; sopping wet and the temperature of a reasonably hot bath. She was, after all, carrying eight loads of semen by this point.

“Alright, wife, let's see what you've got left for your husband,” I said.

“For you, darlin', everything,” she replied in a fake Southern accent. Then, in her own voice, she added, “See if you can give me another multiple orgasm like that. If you can I will do anything you want for a month.”

I laughed. “You always do anything I want,” I pointed out.

“True. Use your imagination then, try to come up with things you think I won't do.”

“Impossible.”

“Oh shut up, then. Just do me,” she commanded, laughing.

I did. I was so turned on by watching her fuck all those guys that I turned in the best performance of my life, according to Melanie later. I fucked her like she was the last woman on earth and the survival of the human race was down to the two of us. It was long, it was almost violent, it was sloppy and messy, it was all-consuming, it was utterly wonderful. By the end Melanie was moaning like an air raid siren and jacking her hips up from the table into my groin every time I slammed into her pussy. My heart was racing, I was gasping for air, and I was wet from head to foot. Melanie actually screamed as her second multiple orgasm hit and I shot a geyser of semen into her womb.

“Oh, I knew there was a reason you are the love of my life,” she gasped out. I laughed as I stepped back and lifted her from the table, placing her on her feet.

“Ooh, bad idea. Full of man-stuff!” she exclaimed, and bolted for the nearest bathroom.

I collapsed into the nearest chair and gasped out a plea for a beer. Sue brought me one.

“Quite the performance,” she said. “I want you to do me like that next weekend. Mel can keep Jake entertained.”

I took a deep glug from the beer bottle before answering.

“I'll try,” I said. “But it might kill me.”

“That's okay, it will be worth it,” she assured me, giving me a wink and wiggling her lovely ass as she walked away.

“I so want to be you,” Brad muttered in my ear from the seat to my right. “You've got it made.”

“Yeah, but you have to stay in shape,” I replied. “It's real hard work.”

Brad laughed disbelievingly.

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After a short break for beer, wine and recovery time, Sue led us through to the Party Pit for her gangbang. She had just finished setting up the cameras when the doorbell rang.

“Who the hell is that?” she snapped irritably.

“I bet it's Sylvie,” Melanie speculated. “I was expecting her this morning. I thought she would be eager to collect her bang fee.”

“Oh no, not now,” Sue whined.

I found my jeans and tee shirt, pulled them on and answered the door. Sure enough, it was Sylvie.

She swished through the door like visiting royalty, giving me a brisk 'Hi' and a peck on the cheek in passing, climbed the few stairs to the living area and embraced each of the other three near-naked women.

“I'm here to collect my performance bonus,” she said. She looked very elegant in a calf-length, midnight-blue, beautifully cut pure wool coat with a black fur collar; black fur Cossack-style hat; and black high-heeled leather boots.

“Of course you are,” responded Melanie. “I'm just surprised it took you so long.”

“Primping,” Sylvie explained succinctly.

“Your timing is awful,” complained Sue. “I was just about to get gangbanged.”

“And now you will just have to wait,” Sylvie replied tartly. “Because I'm sure you will want me out of here as soon as possible, won't you, sweetie?” This last was delivered with a faux-sweet smile. Bitchy.

“Too damn right,” answered Sue, with the same kind of smile. “You're too greedy to keep around for long.”

“Feeling the competition, are we?” Sylvie rejoined silkily.

Sue slipped her arm around Sylvie's waist, pulled her in close, and kissed her hard with lots of tongue. Sylvie's eyes opened very wide in startlement, but she didn't pull away; she returned the kiss. Breaking the embrace, Sue purred, “You and I are going to fuck, bitch. Hard. Soon.”

Sylvie's face was flushed and her breathing was a little ragged.

“I'll look forward to that,” she replied breathily. “You better deliver, slut.”

“I always do,” Sue promised. “But now, get on with what you came for then get out of my way.”

“Happy to,” Sylvie concurred, with a genuine smile this time.

She unbuttoned her beautiful coat and tossed it carelessly on to a sofa, A chorus of appreciative catcalls went up spontaneously from the assembled males. All she was wearing under the coat was a tiny, transparent red lace bra, which her ample breasts were doing their best to escape from, a miniscule, also transparent, red lace thong that barely covered her silky black pubic thatch, a gold garter belt, red seamed stockings and the knee-high, black leather boots.

Pirouetting, with her arms out to the sides as if taking flight, her waist-length, straight, ink-black hair flying around her in a cloud, her almond-shaped, tip-tilted black eyes alight with the pleasure of her exhibitionism, she called to her audience, “I thought I'd keep the hat on. What do you say, boys?”

The response was a roar of approval and a storm of applause.

“Oh, Jesus fucking Christ,” Sue muttered enviously, and plonked herself down on the sofa alongside Sylvie's coat to critique her friend and rival's performance.

“I swear I'm going to put you on a stage, Sylv,” Melanie commented admiringly. “I could make a fortune.”

Sylvie giggled happily at the compliment.

“Oh, come on, Mel, don't encourage her,” objected Sue. “You'll only make her worse, and she's bad enough already.”

“Yeah, and she's kinda stepping on my shtick,” the Little Witch complained. “I'm the brat, remember?”

Sylvie giggled at the ragging. “Watch and learn, girls,” she told them. Tina and Sue both jeered at that.

“Alright, alright, alright. Enough,” Melanie moderated. “Just tell us your program, pick out your guys, do your thing, and get lost,” she told Sylvie, with a smile to soften her words.

“Right,” said Sylvie in a businesslike tone, but then she turned her back to her male audience, bent from the waist to place her hands just above her knees, and wagged her thong-clad, small, tight, well-rounded ass at us guys.

“See anything you like, fellas?” she called over her shoulder.

There was another roar of acclaim.

The Little Witch could no longer sit still. She bounced out of her seat as Sylvie turned to face the room, walked around behind her, trailing her hand across Sylvie's flank as she did so, as if she were calming a jittery horse, which went well with the cowgirl outfit, then unhooked Sylvie's tiny red bra in one swift motion and reached around to cup and lift the other woman's exposed tits in both of her tiny hands, tweaking the nipples between fingers and thumbs as she presented them to the audience.

“What about these, boys? Do you like these?” Tina shouted.

The roar was even louder this time as Tina jiggled Sylvie's tits provocatively.

Turning Sylvie by her shoulders so that her back was once more to the audience, Tina dropped to her knees, exposing her own bare ass and stockinged legs to the guys, leaned forward, hooked her thumbs into Sylvie's miniscule thong and eased it smoothly down her legs.

“Bend,” she hissed at Sylvie.

“Sylvie complied, sticking her ass out prettily as she stepped from the thong. Tina ran a small hand delicately over the curve of Sylvie's now bare ass, then dipped her middle finger into Sylvie's rectum.

“Better?” Tina quizzed the crowd.

The roar was now accompanied by whistles, lewd suggestions and demands for more.

Tina got to her feet, then gave Sylvie a light whack on each buttock and slid her finger into Sylvie's pussy.

“Would you like to be my finger?” Tina demanded.

All the guys were on their feet now and the noise level in the confined space was tremendous as they roared back.

Tina turned Sylvie to face the guys again and once more got behind her to fondle her tits.

“So are you sure you like these?” Tina shouted.

Cacophony.

Tina stepped out from behind Sylvie, flipped back her leather vest, cupped her own enormous tits, and yelled, “What about these?”

Pandemonium.

Mel was caught up in it now. She stood on Sylvie's other side cupping her own beautiful tits and shouted, “These?”

Armageddon.

Of course, there was no way now that Sue was going to be left out. Standing to Mel's left, hefting the weight of her thirty-eight double-D's, she screamed, “You likey dese babies?”

Deafening.

Tina raised Sylvie's right arm, as if declaring a champion, and bellowed, “You wanna fuck this slut?”

Total chaos, guys screaming approval, punching their fists in the air, whistling, clapping, yelling “Me! Me! Me!”

“Then do her!” screeched Tina as her finale.

Everybody milled around the four women, demanding Sylvie's attention. I finally had to bawl, “Alright! Settle down! It's selection time.”

That quieted them – us – down.

“Wow!” Mel said to Tina. “That was quite something. You were a cheerleader in college, weren't you?”

“You betcha,” answered Tina. “Top of the pyramid. I loved showing off my panties.” Turning to Sylvie she added, “Over to you. You're welcome.”

Sylvie giggled. “Thanks. I'm not sure I can live up to a build-up like that, though.”

“Bloody hell, that's a novelty,” jibed Sue. “Modesty from Sylv.”

Sylvie laughed. “Not modesty, stage-fright,” she asserted,

Sue took her by the hand, led her to the centre of the living area surrounded by the three white leather sofas, pushed her gently but firmly down on to all fours, positioned her so that her ass was towards her audience, then used her own foot to push Sylvie's left leg out to the left until she was wide open.

“Now go down on your forearms,” she instructed.

Sylvie did so, completing Sue's desired pose – ass up, head down, bare ass and bare pussy framed by red garters, red seamed stockings and black dress boots, exposed pussy at the focal point.

Sue bent to slide two fingers into Sylvie's pussy and demanded loudly, “What do you want first, slut?”

“A double header,” was the reply.

“And who do you want for it?” Sue continued.

“The two new guys.”

“Brad and Mike?”

“Yeah.”

Sue called their names, although they must have heard Sylvie's request.

“Mount up, boys,” Sue told them, then resumed her seat.

The whole group, other than the performers, was now spread around the three large sofas, watching eagerly.

Mike stepped up to Sylvie's classically presented ass, knelt between her legs and eased his cock into her pussy. Brad got down on his knees in front of her and she took his cock in her left hand to pop it into her mouth, then put her hand back to the floor for support. Brad slid his cock right home in her mouth until her nose was in his pubic hair and his balls were against her chin. Sylvie is Eurasian, with exceptionally beautiful facial features, but, for me at least, she was even more beautiful with her cupid's bow mouth wrapped around a stiff cock and her cheeks drawn in by the vacuum as she sucked strenuously.

Mike started with long, slow strokes into her moist pussy, then gradually built up speed. Brad, on the other hand, began battering her mouth right from the word go, penetrating deep into her throat with each poke.

After about ten minutes, by which time Mike was doggying Sylvie hard, he asked her, “Do you take it in the ass too?”

Sylvie grabbed Brad's cock to halt his face-fucking briefly, long enough to gasp out, “I sure do. It's my favourite thing.” She then gobbled Brad's dick back down and he resumed porking her face.

“Great,” said Mike. He pulled his cock from her pussy and went back into her through the back door. A small sigh escaped Sylvie, despite her mouthful of cock. That was Sylvie's equivalent of another woman's loud moan. She is not a noisy lover, but she fucks like a ferret in heat.

The two guys rode her like that for several minutes, then Brad said that he wanted a piece of Sylvie's lovely ass, so Mike obligingly lay down on his back, Sylvie spiked herself onto his cock, and Brad bored into her ass. That proved to be their final positioning. Brad came up her ass several minutes later and Mike shot off in her pussy shortly thereafter. Sylvie sighed blissfully each time, but she did not achieve orgasm. She remained on her splayed knees after both guys had moved off, with her head resting on her forearms, breathing deeply.

“What now?” Sue enquired. “Are you ready to go again or do you want a rest?”

“I'm good to go,” Sylvie affirmed. “But if you will bring me a cold beer, I'll murder it. Then I'll get airtight.”

Sue fetched her one, then resumed her seat. Sylvie sat back on her heels, upended the bottle and chugged the whole thing in one long swallow. I wasn't sure whether she was that thirsty or if she was just showing off. When she had drained the last drop Sylvie held out the empty bottle in Melanie's direction and winked at her. Mel is a quick study and she knows her friends well. She rose to take the bottle from Sylvie's outstretched hand, then knelt beside her hips and slotted the bottle neatly into Sylvie's dripping pussy. She worked the neck all the way in, twirled the bottle a couple of times, then started fucking Sylvie with it. Sue jumped in on the action, draining the remains of her own beer then kneeling opposite Mel and sliding her own bottle into Sylvie's ass and working it vigorously in and out.

Tina giggled, scooted through to the kitchen and returned with a full bottle of beer, which she handed to Sylvie. Sylvie chugged that one down just like she had the first one, then proceeded to give the bottle a very exaggerated blowjob.

The guys all cheered the women on.

For the finale, Melanie and Sue jammed their two bottles all the way in until only the bases were visible in the two distended orifices, then withdrew them simultaneously. Sylvie pantomimed her bottle coming in her mouth.

Everybody clapped. The women all stood and took a mocking bow.

“Okay, who's getting you airtight?” Melanie demanded.

Sylvie smiled devilishly. “Oh, I think I'll take your three husbands, please,” she said sweetly, too sweetly.

“You little cow, you're only doing this to piss us off!” Melanie exclaimed, but she was smiling as she said it.

“Of course,” Sylvie agreed. “Is it working?”

“Nah,” said Mel. “We've been fucking your husband all weekend, and we will fuck him some more after you've gone, so fair's fair.”

“Huh. You're a real spoilsport, you know, Mel. But I'm gonna fuck 'em anyway, just so you will all wonder, for evermore, if they are thinking of me while they are fucking you,” Sylvie retorted.

“Fat chance,” interjected Sue. “Our men like real women, not wannabees.” Sylvie pinched her ass and Sue squeaked.

“Don't worry,” the Little Witch told Sylvie. “She says the same sort of things to me. I think she's a bit insecure.”

“Hey!” objected Sue.

“Heh, heh, heh,” sniggered Tina. “Gotcha.”

“Alright, boys, you heard the lady. Fill her up,” Melanie commanded.

“Yes!” exclaimed Sylvie, punching her fist in the air.

Jim, Jake and I formed a semi-circle around her and she dropped to a crouch to blow us all into life.

“Remember,” she said to all of us as she scooped up my cock. “I want you all in every hole, so don't forget to move around.”

When she had all three cocks fully upright, Sylvie dropped to her knees, presenting us all with a lovely view of her bare ass, black-haired pussy and shapely legs in seamed red stockings, set off by gold garters, and black knee-length boots. I got down behind her, ran my cock into her back passage, then tipped her over on top of me as I rolled onto my back on the floor. She spread her legs wide, boots flat on the floor, and Jim rammed his humongous dick in to her tight, black-furred pussy. Jake then stepped over her face and crouched to lower his cock into her already open cupid's bow mouth.

We all just went to town on her, figuring Mike and Brad had done a good job of warming her up. Sylvie was circling her ass on my dick even as she was raising her hips into The Beast's thrusting exploration of her pussy, and suckling on Jake's plunging cock. Her anus is deliciously tight; her swirling motion rapidly had my cock as stiff as an iron bar and I was in imminent danger of coming when she called for us to move around.

When we had all dismounted, she pushed Jake to the floor and spiked herself on his cock in the reverse cowgirl position. Jim forced the huge mass of his dick up her ass, eliciting a small gasp from Sylvie, and I fed her my eleven inches, going deep into her throat. I held the back of her head as I slammed in and out of her mouth at high speed for a few minutes before spraying my seed down her throat. I pulled out, but before I could move away she grabbed my dick and said,” Oh no you don't. I haven't had you in my pussy yet. Stick it back in my mouth and I'll get you hard again.”

I was not at all confident that she could do that, but I acceded and she was as good as her word. By the time she called for the last change of position, I was good to go again.

This time Jim was on mouth, Jake was on ass and I was on pussy. Sylvie was not even breathing hard when we started in on her.

Jake came up her ass almost immediately. Jim pounded in and out of her mouth ferociously for about ten minutes, with Sylvie trying frantically to control the Beast with first one hand then the other, to stop Jim forcing it farther into her throat than she could handle without choking. She was consistently swallowing about ten inches, and intermittently twelve, but anything more than that and she started to gag. She was gulping for a very long time when Jim eventually came.

I never did come that time. I simply gave up from sheer exhaustion after Sylvie orgasmed, signalled by a single long, silent exhalation.

Sylvie lay gasping on my chest for a few minutes, until Melanie placed a cold beer in her hand, at which point she sat up and chugged the whole thing again.

“Alright, now get lost, nymph,” Melanie told her, giving her a playful swat on the ass.

Sylvie laughed, then hugged her and kissed her before making the rounds with the other two ladies to do the same, then pulled on her lovely coat, buttoning it to her chin. Kissing Pete, her husband, hard, she said, “See you at home tonight,” then turned to the rest of the grouped males and called, “See ya. Hope to have you all again soon!” before exiting the house to head home. Various appreciative cat calls from the men followed her out of the door, mainly variations on how she could have them again any time she wanted.

Melanie looked Jim, Jake and I over carefully, then pronounced,” Well, you lot aren't going to be much use to Suze at the moment, are you? You need to get yourselves through to the kitchen and stock up on the Viagra. There's still a lot of the day left. You three will need to take the last three positions in Suze's gang, so when the numbers are pulled from the hat we will get anyone who draws the seven, eight, or nine to pass it along to one of you and draw another number. That way you will have a chance to recover before Suze fucks you to extinction again with her delightful ass.”

I mock groaned; the other two joined in. Sue threw cushions and abuse at us.

We went to the kitchen.

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Our resorting to the Viagra seemed to set a trend; I think all the guys took some before we reconvened in the Party Pit for Sue's ass gangbang. We were all carrying beers because we were going to be sitting around for a large part of the time while the others took their turns.

Sue moved all of the giant cushions out to the walls, except for one that she placed at the centre of the Pit. Before settling herself on it, she said, “I'd like Jim last if that's okay with everybody else?”

Nobody demurred.

“He'll be kinda my grand finale,” she explained. “You know, leave the biggest to last.”

“At least she didn't say best,” Jake said in an aside to me.

“Feeling threatened?” I jibed.

“Aren't you?” he retorted. “That thing is enormous.”

“Yeah, but we know size doesn't count, 'cause the girls told us so,” I said sarcastically. We both burst into laughter.

When the numbers had all been drawn from the hat and the running order determined, Sue settled herself onto the giant cushion, kneeling with her thighs spread wide over it, her head resting on her folded arms on the far side, leaving her ass sticking conveniently into the air, ready for the mass assault.

“Let's go, fellas,” Sue ordered, waggling that lovely butt for emphasis.

Steve was first up, literally. He knelt behind her on the edge of the cushion, lowered his already stiff dick between the cheeks of her ass, then rammed abruptly home into her anus. Sue 'oomphed' at the sudden rear penetration, then pushed back with her ass to get him deeper in there. Steve took her by the hips and started nailing her hard. Sue looked sensational in that pose; her lovely tits had spilled out of her black corset again, her shapely legs clad in those black silk, seamed stockings were spread wide to accommodate Steve, and the black stocking tops and silver garters accentuated the paleness of her gorgeous ass as Steve's cock pounded in and out of it. He shot his wad up there about ten minutes later, to a few cheers and jeers from the peanut gallery.

Pete was next. He had my wife suck start him before taking his place. He pushed Sue's head down, then pulled her legs out straight in a wide vee either side of the cushion, so that her ass was now pointing up more than back. He then lay down supported over Sue's back by his straight arms ,with his legs splayed inside her thighs, forcing them further apart, as he drove his cock almost straight down into her backside. Sue started moaning as he exploded inside her after fifteen minutes.

Phil was fluffed up by Tina, so he was ready to go as soon as Pete climbed off. He assumed a similar position to Pete's, as if he was doing push-ups, but he spread his legs along the outside of Sue's and swept her legs together after he was up her ass. As he started boring out her rectum, Mike walked over and stuck his cock in Melanie's mouth; my wife sucked greedily. Mike was up next.

Phil had Sue moaning loudly by the time he dumped his sperm in her rear deposit box. Mike jumped in while Sue was still in mid-gasp, holding her butt cheeks apart and ramming home before her sphincter had a chance to contract. Her legs were still in the position in which Phil left them, but now Mike was sitting astride her thighs and holding her underneath her hipbones, so that he could lift her bodily upwards to meet his rigid cock as it drove downwards. Sue moaned louder.

“Ooh, look at his muscles rippling,' my horny wife muttered to Tina. Tina didn't answer because she was busy sucking Brad's cock to ready him for Sue.

Mike blew at the ten minute mark, giving Sue her fourth load of semen up her ass.

Brad got Sue back on her knees so that he could kneel behind her to penetrate her anus. Once inside her, he went at her like a bull, holding her buttocks apart and driving home right up to his balls at ferocious speed. Seven minutes. Bang. Another deposit in the anal bank.

Tom still had his cock in my wife's mouth when Mike went off; he had not anticipated such a speedy finish, so he had to hustle over to Sue and jump right in. Sue wriggled her ass to help him in, then ground it back to get as much as possible. Tom hauled back on her hips and began jacking her up. Sue's moaning recommenced at a higher pitch and volume. She was thoroughly warmed up now.

I was up next, so I walked over to stand in front of Tina so that she could gobble my cock.

Tom went for twenty minutes. He and she were both panting hard by the time he exploded up her ass.

I was in her almost before he was out of her. I knew my mistress, and knew that she would want no mercy, just more cock. I let rip at full throttle, holding her cheeks apart with my thumbs and driving all the way home with each stroke. She ground her ass back into me with a wicked swirl of her hips, looking for every available inch. Her ass was squelching, brimming with semen, so very well lubricated and very warm. Sue moaned louder than ever, and mumbled, “Stick it to me, lover.” I did. Fifteen minutes. Pop. Ultra-loud moan.

Mel was sucking Jim to life, a bit premature, I thought, as Jake was to be next up, but I suspected it was as much for her own pleasure as for necessity, and Tina was slurping on Jake when I finished.

Jake strolled over to his wife and slid up her ass with the ease of constant practise, then did her as enthusiastically as he always did. She moaned as loudly for her husband as she had for me and wriggled her ass just as prettily. Ten minutes. Bingo.

Jim eased sixteen or seventeen inches of rigid meat out of my wife's face, then inserted it into my mistress' asshole. Sue's rectum expanded, to the the point where it could have accommodated a fire hydrant, to admit the Beast. Jim had placed the giant cushion between her thighs so that she was now fully astride it, as if she was riding a horse. He was standing, crouched over her ass, and driving that enormous meat pole in and out of her back passage at furious speed. Sue began bucking like a rodeo pony as she jammed her ass upwards to meet his thrusts. By the time they hit the ten minute mark she was howling like a banshee, interspersing the wail with “Harder,” “Faster,” and “Give it to me!”

Jim went on, and on, and on, like the Energizer bunny. Forty minutes later Sue began to shudder and shake as her orgasm hit; only then did Jim finally gush up her ass. A heroic performance.

The Little Witch applauded her husband's stamina and the rest of us cheered and catcalled.

Sue just lay there, gasping.

Jim brought her a beer.

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The rest period was a little longer this time, because we all needed to be ready to go at a moments notice. The Little Witch's airtight was going to be a rolling gangbang, so as one guy came in one orifice another guy had to be ready to plug right in to the vacated socket. There was to be no preordained running order this time, it was to be purely random.

“I am going to screw you all until you are weak at the knees,” Tina crowed as we all trooped back into the Party Pit clutching our beers. “You won't be able to walk when I am done with you. None of you.”

“I admire your ambitions, Titsy, but I think it's far more likely that you will be the one who can't walk,” I remonstrated.

“We'll see,” she replied.

She unbuckled the chaps in preparation for this major event, tossing them to one side, leaving her in just the garter belt, seamed black stockings, cowboy boots and the leather vest. She still looked highly edible!

“Okay, girls,” she said to Melanie and Sue. “Grab a guy at random and suck him up.” So saying, she walked over to where I was leaning against the back wall, squatted in front of me, and swallowed my dick down in one fell swoop. She is nearly as good with her mouth as Sue and Mel. She had me up and running in just seconds, but kept sucking for a few minutes anyway, just because she was enjoying it.

Mel scarfed down Pete's dick; no surprise there, she was becoming quite fond of that dick. Sue went down on Jim, swallowing around twelve inches of the monster Beast; I wasn't sure whether she chose him just because she liked sucking that enormous cock or if her purpose was to needle Tina by giving her her husband as part of the first line-up. Probably both, knowing Sue.

The other two ladies took their cue from the Little Witch and did not stop sucking until she did. I promptly got her down o her knees, drove my cock up her ass, then rolled over onto my back with her lying on top of me. She spread her legs wide and Pete poked his cock into her nest of golden pubic curls. Her husband then crouched over her face and dangled the Beast between her lips. I grabbed her titanic boobs with both hands and jabbed away at her rectum with short stabbing thrusts as Pete began pounding away at her front entrance. Jim was courteously only ramming the first ten inches of the Beast down his wife's throat; she was slurping away on it as if it was a king-size lollipop.

Tina adjusted her position after a few minutes, getting her elbows down either side of my chest and raising her head, turning it to her left. This enabled her to take some of her weight off me, allowing me greater freedom of movement to jack her ass more thoroughly, and meant that Jim could kneel alongside her head to give her face a much more forceful fucking.

The three of us were then doing her strenuously in all three plug points. Pete was the first to come; Tina wasn't even moaning yet. He pulled out immediately and was instantly replaced by Mike, who knelt between her legs, slotted his dick home in her enormous pussy, then swung her legs up over his shoulders. I had watched Sue hoover his dick into erectness.

To my surprise, Jim came next, his wife gulping down a seemingly endless stream of semen without complaint. Jake galloped over to replace Jim, having been suitably prepared by my wife, but before he could get into position Tina said, “Hang on a mo, I want to change position.”

She rearranged us so that she was on her knees astride Mike in the reverse cowgirl position, with me back up her ass and Jake feeding her cock from in front.

“That's better,” she said. “Now you can do my ass properly, Nick.” She then opened her mouth wide so that Jake could pump her face efficiently too.

A distinct advantage of this position for me was that I could now look down on the view of her stockings and two cocks pumping in and out of pussy and ass, intermittently checking out Jake's cock sliding between her soft lips. Of course, the major advantage was that I could now run full length, full force strokes up her ass, rather than the prior short stabs.

About half an hour after first mounting up, I hosed out the interior of her back passage and pulled out. Tina was moaning quietly as Tom slid his cock up her ass in my place, his rigid member courtesy of my wife's mouth.

Three down, six to go.

Jake blew next, giving Tina her second semen cocktail of the ride. Phil stepped up to take his place, hard-on by Sue. Tina welcomed him with a wide open mouth.

Tina was riding Mike's cock in her pussy mercilessly now, as a consequence of which Tom was having a problem keeping his dick in her ass as she bounced up and down. When Mike finally came, Tom told him to stay put for a while, then jammed his cock firmly in place in Tina's now stationary rectum and began jack-hammering it, coming shortly thereafter. He disengaged, then Tina stood, relinquishing the other two cocks.

Six down, three to go.

Brad and Steve stepped up, suitably fluffed by Melanie and Sue respectively. Tina indicated that Steve should lie down, then she climbed aboard his cock, in the cowgirl position this time. She scooped up Phil's cock and gobbled it down once more as Brad drove his cock up her ass, hard.

Tina was now going like a racehorse on the back straight, slamming her ass down and back to drive the cocks in her pussy and ass all the way home, while moaning loudly in the back of her throat as Phil's dick did it's best to crawl all the way down there and she sucked so hard it looked as if she might vacuum his testicles out of his scrotum.

Sensing that the three guys would blow quickly, I walked over to Mel and asked her to blow me.

“I want to fuck Tina's face,” I explained to my wife.

“Ooh, he's going back for seconds,” Sue teased.

“You watch, Jake will be over here in a minute. He'll want to get up Titsy's ass,” my wife predicted.

As if he had heard, which he could not possibly have done given that he was on the other side of the room and that Tina was making a considerable racket, Sue's husband came to join us.

“Come on, man, stuff my wife's face, I want Mel's,” he suggested hopefully.

I laughed and stepped away from my wife's mouth to stand in front of Sue, who giggled, scooped up my cock and went to work with her wonderful mouth. My dick was bone hard almost as soon as her lips wrapped around it. Meanwhile, Melanie was giving Jake her very best attention, sucking like a V-8 intake manifold, using tongue, teeth and hand as her lips slid up and down the shaft of his cock. He too was erect in short order.

Jake and I were both watching Tina's action as we were stimulated by each others' wife. Phil had come in Tina's mouth while we were talking with our wives, so she was now moaning continuously without restraint. Brad came up her ass while I was walking over to get in her mouth, and Jake was taking over her ass as I began nailing her face.

Steve coming up her pussy disrupted things briefly while Tina crawled off him then on to Pete, who had come to replace him after a quick fluffing by Mel.

Steve was the ninth comer of the original group, so the three of us were the second wave.

I realized that Jim was not coming around for seconds on his wife when I saw him drape mine over a giant cushion and ease his telephone pole up her ass. Mel sighed loudly with pleasure.

“Extracurricular,” I called across as Jim stretched her anus to the size of a storm drain.

“There's no such thing on a day like today,” she called back. “Anything and everything is in the curriculum.”

Watching Jim jack my wife's ass gave me extra impetus in my nailing of his wife's face. Tina was taking the whole length right down her throat, sucking and tonguing like a champion whore as Jake reamed her ass and Pete bounced her into the air on his dick.

Tina's orgasm began as I ejaculated in her mouth and continued as Pete came in her pussy and Jake gave her a semen enema. She yelled something incomprehensible as she shuddered and shook, then collapsed pneumatically on Pete's chest.

“Enough, enough,” she gasped. “I've finally had enough. I need a break and about six beers, then I'll be up and running again.”

“Yay!” chortled Melanie. “We've found the Little Witch's limit.”

“Only temporarily,” panted Tina. “When I've had a rest I'll be able to bang a few more.”

“I guess that means it's time for dinner then,” said Sue. “I'll make the call.”