Sheela Dyan
The neighborhood orgy
CHAPTER ONE
"We can't screw in here, somebody's already fuckin' on the bed," Jan said quietly.
"So big deal. They're all hung up on each other. They aren't usin' the whole bed. Come on!" Jim was horny as hell. The sight of his friends fucking on the king-sized bed, rocking back and forth in each other's arms turned him on more that he was used to. His hot, throbbing cock was ready to explode on the spot and then to see his buddy and his wife fucking away, grunting and groaning really made his cock stand up horny and rigid.
"Honey, I'd rather not. Let's just go home. I don't think they'd like it if they knew we were watching them," Jan protested.
"Bob? He wouldn't care. Hell, at work he whips that old cock out and pees all over the machinery and doesn't care who sees his whang. Shit, he'll share the bed. Come on, I wanna fuck," Jim said, pulling his wife over to the edge of the bed.
She sat staring at the couple who were locked in each other's arms while the man pumped his cock between her legs into her hairy snatch. Jan had never sat and watched another couple fuck and the whole setting seemed obscene and dirty to her. She cringed at the sight of the naked man as he humped and grunted his cock into the girl under him. Jan heard her sighs and the noise of suction as the fucking went on and on. Jan watched the man grope for her titties and mouth them as his ass bounced in the air, thudding his cock deep into the squirming, slithering twat that swirled passionately for him.
Jim had his pants off and was watching his buddy fuck away. Jim touched his wife and she cringed and sprang from the side of the bed. Jim's throbber pulsated hard in lust for his wife's cunt as he grabbed Jan and threw her on the bed. His big hands ripped at her clothes, tearing them from her resisting body.
"Stop it! This's a new dress," Jan whispered, holding tightly to the material.
"I paid for it, so if I feel like it, I'll rip it offa you," Jim snorted as he gasped for breath.
"God, you get obnoxious when you drink," Jan shrieked, clutching her dress.
"And you're obnoxious all the time, drunk or sober. Shit, all I want is a piece of ass and you act like you're Mother Mary preserving her cherry. Jesus!" His hands were all over his wife's body trying to pull her clothes off of her fighting body.