"Party girl" - читать интересную книгу автора (Mills Ray)

CHAPTER THREE

After another two or three days Joyce was so horny again that it was almost as if the episode with Mike on the phone hadn't happened. One of her friends at work, Carla Ross, who knew Mike was out of town, invited her to a party that was being given that Friday night. And Joyce jumped at the chance to go, frying not to seem too eager.

Even getting dressed for the party was incredibly exciting. She felt butterflies in her stomach, like a school girl. After taking a shower, she stood naked in front of her full-length mirror, unable to keep from smirking.

"You're going to be fucked tonight, Joyce," she whispered to her reflection. "By somebody you've never met before. He's going to fuck you, and fuck you!"

A sharp tremor of erotic excitement shook her.

Her large nipples stiffened visibly, and her cunt grew wet. She ran her hands over her naked flesh. She knew she had a luscious body, the kind men creamed their pants aver.

Her breasts were high and firm and round. They were large enough to turn heads but not so big that they sagged. Her coral-colored nipples were big protruding buds, at the moment erect with excitement. Her waist was incredibly slim, her belly flat and silky.

She ran her hands over her full hips and tawny thighs, tickling the sensitive inner flesh with her fingers. She fluffed her glossy patch of pubic hair with her fingertips, spreading her thighs in order to glimpse the fucking pink lips of her moist slit.

She could almost imagine the thick fleshy pole of a man's stiff cock sticking out of it. The idea made her tremble all over. She rubbed one forefinger up and down in her wet furrow, watching her glistening cuntlips blossom.

"God, I can't wait!" she gasped out loud.

But she knew she had to control herself. If she got too worked up, she'd be tempted to grab the first man she saw at the party and head for the nearest bedroom.

Taking a few deep breaths to regain some self-control, she drew her hands away from her smoldering pussy. She did one last pirouette in front of the mirror. Her eyes lingered on the high round moons of her naked as.

Maybe I'll even let him fuck me there, she thought daringly. She felt her asshole clench involuntarily at the thought. She had never let even Mike do that. But she felt so horny she really didn't care where the guy fucked her, as long as he did into her over and over again.

Quickly she got dressed. She put on her red bikini panties and a short skirt. On top she wore a red silk blouse that fell seductively around her firm breasts and showed off her large protruding nipples.

"Wow!" Carla said when she picked her up.

She stared at Joyce's scantily clothed body. Her eyes lingered on Joyce's swaying breasts so long that Joyce began to blush. It felt more like a man was staring at her boobs than a woman.

"What's the matter?" Joyce asked. "Too daring?"

"Not if you have in mind being abducted by a motorcycle gang and being carried off to a three-day gang bang," Carla said, grinning. "Jesus, girl, you should leave a little to their imagination!"

"I… I'll change into something else," Joyce said.

She was really very shy by nature. She knew it wasn't like her to dress like this. It shocked her, now that she thought about it, almost as much as it shocked Carla. On the other hand, she noticed that Carla herself wasn't exactly dressed for church.

Even though she wore a bra, Carla had on a tight sweater that showed every curve of her full outthrusting breasts. In fact, the lines of her bra under the sweater made it even sexier than wearing no bra would have done. And the pants she was wearing were so tight that you could see the crack in her ass and a hint of the groove of her cunt in her crotch.

"Oh, don't be silly," Carla said. "You look great. Even I never realized you had such gorgeous titties until now."

Taking Joyce by surprise, Carla reached out and put her hand on one of Joyce's breasts. She squeezed the firm globe through the cloth of Joyce's blouse. Then she withdrew her hand quickly, acting as if it were a completely normal thing to do.

Joyce was flabbergasted. But she thought it would seem ridiculously innocent of her to say anything. So she tried to ignore it.

"Shall we go?" she said, angry with herself for the timid sound of her voice.

"Let's," Carla grinned.

Carla drove. On the way, she told Joyce to remember that whatever happened at the party, they should be sure to go home together.

"Gee, you're making me think that gang of motorcycle rapists you were talking about will really be there," Joyce said.

"Oh, it's not that," Carla said. "It's just that you don't know any of the people there. And I only know a few of them. I don't think it would be a good idea for either of us to go home with a stranger. No matter how much fun he is."

She smirked at her own sexy innuendo. Joyce tried not to react visibly. It only set off her imagination again. She thought about pricks, and her cunt grew wet again. Big cocks, thick juicy dongs. Every man there would have one swinging between his legs. She wondered if she could spot the guy with the biggest, most tireless one simply by looking in his eyes.

If I do, she thought, he's going to have a hell of a time getting away from me!

The party was being held at a palatial mansion in the hills. Joyce could scarcely believe her eyes when she saw it. She had never been to such a house before. Shiny expensive cars were parked ail over outside. They were met at the door by a voluptuous young woman who was wearing only a small starched maid's hat and the bottom half of a bikini.

"Give me your coats, girls," she said, smiling. "And make yourselves at home. There's an open bar in every downstate room. The pool's out back if you cafe for a swim. There's only one rule. Don't go in any of the upstairs rooms if the door's already shut. Okay?"

They nodded and went inside. Joyce looked around, wide-eyed with astonishment and excitement. She had never been in a house like this one, or at a party like this one.

Expensive furniture and paintings were everywhere. She and Carla went into the nearest room, where a three-piece band was playing and couples were dancing. All the tables had little saucers of cocaine and tumblers full of marijuana cigarettes on them. There was a small dimly lit bar in one corner.

The music was slow and sultry, and the couples were dancing close, pressing their bodies together and moving sensually. She and Carla made their way to the bar. Each of them ordered a scotch and soda. While it was being made, Joyce turned her eyes back to the dancers.

She was sure she had seen something unusual, but she couldn't be sure. Finally in the dimness her eyes picked it out again. One couple was kissing as they danced. But it wasn't only that. Joyce squinted to make her eyes focus better. Suddenly she saw it. The man's hand was thrust up under the girl's skirt and he was hand-fucking her slowly as they danced.

Joyce could tell the girl was being hand-fucked by the way she reacted. Her head rolled deliriously on her neck. In the middle of the kiss she would suddenly gasp and cling sharply to her partner's shoulders.

"Do you see that?" she whispered, turning to Carla.

But Carla had vanished. Feeling momentarily abandoned, Joyce looked around the dim room. No Carla. Her eyes fell again on the couple she had been watching. Watching them fascinated and aroused her.

She squeezed her thighs together on her wet cunt and tried to hold her drink steady so that the ice cubes wouldn't clink. What if she has an orgasm right there on the dance floor? she thought.

Part of her wanted to stay and watch. But another part was too nervous and embarrassed. She moved slowly out of the mom, trying not to glance back over her shoulder at them. It wasn't so much what they were doing that bothered her, she thought. It was the fact that they were doing it in front of everybody else. Doing it in public.

The thought made her shiver all over. She would never be caught dead doing such a thing. And yet she couldn't deny that it was incredibly exciting.

She moved toward the rear of the house, passing other dark rooms where couples were dancing. Before long she found herself standing on the outskirts of a huge swimming pool. None of the overhead lights were on, only the underwater lights in the pool itself. The pale turquoise water rippled and glimmered.

Several people were swimming. As Joyce watched them, she suddenly realized they were naked. Mesmerized, her eyes fastened on the glistening muscular bodies of the five or six men in the pool, trying to get glimpses of their cocks.

But that was nearly impossible. The men's bodies were almost entirely underwater most of the time. It was easier to see the full billowing breasts of the girls who were in the pool. The water seemed very inviting to Joyce. If it weren't for the fact that she would have to go in naked like the rest of them, apparently, she was tempted to give it a try.

But suddenly a tiny muffled moan in one corner of the pool caught her attention. She glanced over. This time her eyes picked out of the dimness a couple actually fucking.

A beautiful blonde girl was hanging onto the edge of the pool with her back to the cower. Her shiny body was buoyed up by the water, and her long legs ere coiled around the man's slowly thrusting hips. He was sliding his cock in and out of her under the water. At the same time he was bending forward, holding her breasts in his hands and sucking her erect pink nipples eagerly.

Joyce had never seen anything so beautiful or sexy in her life. She watched their bodies move rhythmically together while the water lapped over their bodies. The girl moaned with pleasure, throwing her head back and undulating her pussy into the man's pumping prick.

"Oh!" the girl sighed softly. "Oh, yes! Oh, yessss!"

Her body rippled with sexual tremors each time his long cock penetrated her. Joyce didn't know how she could keep clinging to the edge of the pool like that. The man sucked one of her flaring nipples so softly that she winced and bit her bottom lip, pulling his cock into her with her flexing legs.

Quickly Joyce tore her eyes away from them. She glanced around the pool to see if anyone else was watching them. No one else was paying the slightest attention. But as her eyes swept the pool, she suddenly caught sight of another couple doing it outside the water, on the pool's edge.

This girl was on her back, her thighs splayed wide. The guy crouched between them, plowing her slit with one of the thickest cocks Joyce had ever seen. She raised her closed fist to her mouth, staring in awe at the fat shaft plunging in and out of the girl's clasping cuntlips.

Unlike the two in the water, these two were fucking wildly, frantically. The gut was panting and whimpering crazily, clawing the man's shoulders, pumping her pussy up into his probing cock.

"Oh! No!" she gasped. "Oh! Uh! Uh! God, yes, deeper! Harder! Deeper!"

Joyce didn't know which of the two couples to watch. Also, she was a little ashamed to be watching at all. She had never seen other people fucking before, especially in public. But she got so hot just watching them that she couldn't stop.

Her curt gushed with fresh juice, so much that her panties were wet with it. Her nipples throbbed and tingled. The pulse in her neck, and her breath was short. Through her own feverish excitement she noticed that the others in the pool were watching the two couples now.

She looked back at the two in the water just in time, to see the man nearly lift the blonde girl out of the water with a ferocious plunge of his cock.

"Aahhh!" the girl moaned, her wet body writhing wildly.

She tossed her head. Her full damp breasts jiggled, and she nearly lost her grip on the edge of the pool. The man scooped her body up in his arms. He pinned her back against the wall of the pool and began fucking her with short rapid stokes. She clung to him helplessly, gasping with passion as the water splashed all around them.

Suddenly the other girl began whinnying ecstatically. Joyce looked over at the couple. The guy had pinned the girl's legs back against her breasts and was reaming her splayed cunt with his fantastically thick cock. The girl's orgasm wrenched her violently.

"Aaunngghh!" she grunted. "Aaaaiiieeeeee! Uhh! Aheee!"

The man's body clenched too as his prick began to spurt. Again and again he ripped it into her, the cum leaking out of her squishy cuntlips, the girl still squealing.

Joyce looked over at the two in the water, not wanting to miss anything. But they had slowed down the tempo again. Now they were fucking gently, almost tenderly. The girl was still coiled all under the man, her thighs clamped around his hips, her pussy riding down on his cock.

Their tongues snaked together as the water lapped calmly around their undulating bodies. Joyce felt like the tension in her own trembling body wan greater than theirs. The violent climax she had witnessed across the pool had nearly made her come just watching it.

But suddenly the couple in the water began to squeeze each other fiercely. Tiny mewling gasps came from the girl's throat. Then in a split-second her orgasm erupted.

"Mmmmnnnneeeee!" she squealed.

The man groaned and came at the same instant. Joyce shivered uncontrollably. Her cunt was soupy with juice. A tight knot of lust throbbed deep in her belly. Her nipples ached. The muscles in her thighs twitched involuntarily.

She was so hypnotized by hot witchy sexual hungers that she nearly jumped out of her skin with surprise when she heard the deep whisper.