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Indiscreet Innocence II

11/25/2004

Chapter 5. Party Women Need Love Too
<br>

Nellie and her brother, Earnie, lived in a town house along
a thoroughfare. The neighborhood had once been fashionable,
and the condominium behind an ivy-covered wall still had
signs of quiet elegance in spite of the four-lane traffic
zooming past.
<br>

Laura threw, by far, the most wonderful parties. She seemed
slap-dash, but intuitively knew how important it was for
an orgy to evolve gradually, but no too gradually. Her motto
was, "Give the women what they need, and the men will
get more of what they're after."
<br>

It's a myth that all women are limited only to the aesthetic
aspects of atmosphere during sex, while men seek only the
most direct and ribald satisfactions. Most women do, indeed,
need the love, the warmth, and the tenderness that gives
sex true meaning. However, among these female aficionados
of sensuality, there are the more dissolute women, women
such as the heavy drinking and drug-using Nellie, females
who thrive on multiple sex partners. However, they, too,
need the love, the warmth, the tenderness that gives sex
true meaning. They just need it from more people!
<br>

Once these enchanting party animals experience the loving,
tender moments that lead up to later alcohol-and-drug-driven
abandon, they will eventually far outstrip any of the men
when it comes to demonic, rapaciousness.
<br>

Laura's parties were organized along those lines,
and somehow, she managed to guide events so they neither
unfolded too fast, not too slow.
<br>

What about the men, those shallow creatures who, left to
their own devices would have a party immediately turn into
an orgy, then, as soon as they had delivered themselves
of their cock-loads, lose interest until they had regained
potency? Perhaps the fact that most inveterate female
partiers are bi-sexual stems from the incompetence of
their male counterparts.
<br>

Although Laura's parties did, indeed, encourage
women-on-women cunnilingus, especially when cunts were
overflowing with ejaculates, they offered a choice. Whereas
other parties invited couples, Laura always amended her
invitations with, "Bring extra boyfriends. If you
don't find a use for them, I will."
<br>

And so, Nellie could experience the entire spectrum of
pleasure whenever she went over to Laura's and Jim's.
First, Nellie could sit on a couch with a man she had never
before met and carry on a fascinating conversation about
their goals in life until the influence of potent libations
eventually found them intertwined as though they were
enjoying a heavy high-school date.
<br>

Next, she could know the most tender feelings of love, fall
deeply under the spell of gentle caresses, embraces and
profoundly serious kissing. Slurring choked expressions
of admiration, they could charm one another and exaggerate
the expression of their feelings with murmured endearments
while their hands sought to arouse.
<br>

Laura always seemed to know how long to let this progress,
and soon suggested changing partners in order to shuffle
the deck. It never failed that the arousal kindled from
the first love-play would carry over to the next companion
but eventually bring excited revelers back again into
previous admirer's arms after each had sampled several
other lovers' charms.
<br>

Either dancing or sitting next to a new man, Nellie, usually
drunker and further into rapture, repeated this bonding
process. Now flushed and gasping with need, the petting
went a stage further.
<br>

Chapter 6. Incensed from Snooping
<br>

Nellie was very turned on by the prospect of an evening with
multiple makeouts, and her mannerisms displayed it. Seeing
Stosh's cock move under his jeans, she broke away from
her brother and the other man and ran to him, gasping, "Is
that 'specially for me?" No one noticed the dark-haired
beauty who was weaving up the stairs, her hand raised to
her mouth in drunken shock.
<br>

Bursting into the nearest bedroom, Kathleen flung herself
across the bed and, while sounds of cheerful conversation
and laughter filtered upstairs, cried herself into an
alcoholic stupor. She was especially embittered by the
fact that Stosh had used her birthday as a pretext to get
her to come to an orgy where he could make out while he neglected
her. After a while, the sounds of conversation momentarily
died down.
<br>

Sitting upstairs in the darkened bedroom, Kathleen heard
the clink of glasses and more laughter. The alcohol Kathleen
had consumed was making it difficult for her to keep from
rubbing herself in the wrong places.
<br>

In order not to do anything as dissolute as that, Kathleen
got up off the bed and crept around the corner and looked
down at the assemblage. Standing around a serving cabinet
were the partiers in cheerful conversation. Much to Kathleen's
surprise everyone was still clothed. Laura, of course
was hardly decent considering the size of her bovine boobs
and the opening in her dress. From above, Kathleen could
see how animalistic her spherical bosoms really were.
<br>

Carefully, she snuck to the head of stairs to look down at
the gathering as they wandered over to the couch to sit and
converse. The sofa was very long and, centered in front
of it, was a coffee table also covered with whiskey, mixers
and glasses. Seating themselves on the couch, the six revelers
looked somewhat out of proportion, what with their being
two women and four men. Kathleen, fueled with alcohol and
longing, reflected that, even had she not run away, there
would still be one man too many, or is one man too many, too
many? Maybe there's no such thing as one man too many.
<br>

Over on the left was Laura with her husband, Jim, at the end
of the couch and Stosh on the other side of her. A dark, Mediterranean-looking
man sat at the near end with the lovely Nellie seated next
to him, and next to her in the middle of the plastic-covered
couch was a youthful, slim man with light, brown hair. He
looked far more likely to be Kathleen's brother than
the Italian, whose name was Sal.
<br>

Kathleen was intrigued by Nellie's charm and grace.
With fluid and natural motions, she engaged any and all
in animate conversation. One minute her eyes would bulge
comically in a parody of some person or event, and then,
everyone would laugh with the good humor she radiated.

<br>

She was far too self-assured to be as innocent as she initially
appeared, and Kathleen, enviously perceived that this
was a woman who lived life to the fullest. Her hand might
rest momentarily on someone's wrist forearm or shoulder,
and Kathleen could imagine the thrills that might shoot
through the lucky recipient of that casual touch. Her mouth
would occasionally open wide in appreciation of a joke,
and display even rows of sparkling teeth.
<br>

All of the sudden, Kathleen, shocked by the dirt in her own
mind, envisioned that childish mouth enveloping the engorged
head of a throbbing cock. Looking more carefully at Nellie,
however, she now saw a new side of that beauty that blended
in perfectly with her obscene vision.
<br>

Chapter 7. That's Why the Lady is a Tramp
<br>

Nellie, who lived on an annuity from her father, was a fixture
at road-houses where she drank prodigious amounts of alcohol
and fucked enormous numbers of men. Women who drink regularly
produce greater concentrations of female hormones due
to some mechanism in the female body. Not only that, Nellie
also took hormone pills for birth control and so was a veritable
estrogen factory, and it showed by her extreme femininity
and flagrant nymphomania. The overabundance of alcohol-caused
sex hormones, not only heightened her sensuality, it caused
her to emit pheromones, those undetectable sex smells
that cause horniness in others.
<br>

Since pheromones such as Nellie emitted could draw lovers
from across the room, so it's not surprising that anyone
fortunate enough to get their face down in her crotch would
become energized with horniness. When other revelers
ate her cunt, they didn't realize that it was the pheromones
that was driving them wild. In spite of her flagrant behavior,
Nellie was in perfect health. Despite a small hang-over
every morning, she always ate a large breakfast accompanied
by various nutritional supplements and vitamins.
<br>

After breakfast, she exercised in a health spa, although
it was hardly necessary since her afternoons and evenings
were so filled with wild, sexual acrobatics that every
muscle in her body was firm. She would, however, excel at
the machines while she surveyed the gymnasium for studs.
She never missed lunch, preferring to eat with some stud
she had picked up at the health spa, or in summer, the beach.
Her lunch was also nutritious except for the fact that she
started her afternoon drinking at that point. If she hadn't
picked up a man by then, she could usually find someone at
the restaurant, sometimes going as far as sneaking back
into the kitchen to proposition the staff.
<br>

After making out with her first lover of the afternoon,
she drove past bars, and if she saw pick-up trucks or tradesmen's
vans outside, she'd wheel her sports car into the parking
lot. Vans were her preference, because that might mean
there was an actual work crew drinking at the bar, waiting
for her advances. Not only that, space could usually be
cleared on the floor of the van for her to unroll the sleeping
bag she always kept in the small trunk of her little car.
<br>

Unless she found herself at some location where a party
was in progress, Nellie repeated this program all afternoon,
and deep into the night. Each successive bar saw a more despoiled
Nellie stagger in, her lovely, long hair flowing past her
lithe shoulders. By the end of the night she was far too drunk
to drive, and usually during the wee hours, one of Nellie's
daytime boyfriends would get a call from her in a barely
recognizable voice, and, if he was willing to fetch her,
and had a strong stomach, was guaranteed one of the filthiest,
but wildest sexual experiences a pervert could hope to
have.
<br>

Oftentimes, however, Nellie had to resort to calling her
brother, Earnie, who already knew what to expect and would
drive through the night with an erection. "Well did
you have fun, Sis?" he'd ask her as he prevented
her from falling while she planted the globes of her beautifully
broadened ass into the passenger side of the car.
<br>

"Have you been a nasty slut tonight, Sis?" As
they drove away, Nellie'd answer him by guiding his
hand under her dress where her inner thighs were slick with
the amount of immorality she had had that afternoon, evening
and night. As Earnie sped through the night with his lovely
sister swaying next to him in the passenger seat, he knew
his fun was just beginning!

Chapter 8. Low Society
<br>

Nellie had a cock-tail glass in her slim hand and brought
it gracefully up to her lips, sipping a potent-looking
liquid from it. Laura, already tipsy, was nevertheless
drinking from a high-ball glass, while Stosh gazed longingly
at her lush curves.
<br>

Kathleen could hear the sounds of small-talk, but couldn't
make out the words except to know that the conversation
was racy but not obscene. With exaggerated, good-humored
gestures, the fantastically beautiful Nellie daintily
touched the Italian's wrist with the tip of her fingers.
Entranced, he turned his head slightly sideways in order
to tenderly kiss her.
<br>

"Well, that's her boyfriend for sure. The other
must be her brother, " Kathleen surmised to herself,
“I wish Stosh cared that much for me that he'd openly
kiss me tenderly.”
<br>

Stosh was displaying anything but love for Kathleen. He
and Laura had suddenly become locked in a deep embrace.
There was no longer small-talk. Heavy breathing dominated
the silence. Kathleen was horrified, but wondered if this
display of serious attraction didn't disturb Jim,
who was leaning forward to fill Nellie's brother's
glass.
<br>

Laura gasped, as she broke her kiss for an instant, "Jim
Honey, I don't think I can hold back. Please don't
be upset if Stanley and I go a little too far with our love-making.
Maybe I've had too mush to drink, but after all, this
is a party, and I've got to do what I have to do; and I think
I've got to do it now."
<br>

"Don't worry, Darling. I knew if you drank this
way something would happen." Then, he placed a hand
over each of her bumptious, melon-like breasts as he continued,
"I know how awfully strong your needs are. We're
adults, and we can handle a little adultery. I know you love
me." This was a turn-on game they played at this point
at most parties.
<br>

Kathleen had heard that. "Oh my God. Stosh and Laura
are gonna go all the way in public, and Jim doesn't mind!"
<br>

"Honey, there'sh also Sal and Earnie. I'm
afraid you'll have to handle a whole lot of infidelity,
tonight."
<br>

"Go ahead, Darlin. I understand, and this is a party,
and that's what parties are for. Don't hold back,
Darlin. I'll still love ya, no matter what you do and
how many you do it with. Our marriage is strong enough to
stand even a whole lot of adultery." This kind of talk
was meant to turn everyone on, and it was accomplishing
its purpose.
<br>

"Hear that, Stanley? My hushbann says it's OK.
Oooohhh Stanley, I need it! Hold me honey! Ooohhh Honey!"
Then, she frantically embraced him so they leaned inwards
towards the other trio, grasping and gasping.
<br>

Kathleen couldn't look, so she turned her gaze and
espied Nellie and Sal. Nellie was obviously in love with
Sal. How could it be otherwise considering the desperation
with which she was kissing him? Kathleen didn't know,
of course, that Nellie's desperation was being intensified
by her previous make-outs before arriving. Was Laura in
love with Stosh now? Could it be possible? What about the
other men? What were they going to do now that the making-out
had started? Maybe she should go down and take care of them?
<br>

"Where did that thought come from?" Kathleen
was horrified by her own flights of fancy.
<br>

Just then, Laura, who had noticed Sal, broke her kiss with
Stosh and, her protruding breasts rubbing over Jim's
lap, leaned across the couch to tap Nellie on the thigh,
and Kathleen could hear, "I haven't really met
your new boyfriend, dear. Why don't you send him over
here a minute."
<br>

"What about me?" Stosh complained.
<br>

"That's my wife for ya, " Jim boasted.
"She can sure be a tease sometime."
<br>

Nellie, gasping from the passion of her embrace with the
dark Italian, looked stunned from the sudden loss of her
lover. She yielded gracefully, though, realizing that
it was the hostess' prerogative to commandeer any
male guest at any time.
<br>

What the eves-dropping Kathleen didn't realize was
that Laura was performing her hostess duties to keep everybody
circulating so as to build libidinous pressures. This
was second-nature to Laura since she and Jim threw at least
one party a week, usually two. As Sal walked around to sit
with Laura, Nellie held a hand out to Stosh who in spite of
having to struggle with an erection, immediately took
Sal's place.
<br>

"I'm glad to see you again, Stosh. I've missed
you. Look at my boyfriend an Laura, would you?"
<br>

Wordlessly, Laura and Sal had turned so they longingly
gazed into one another's eyes with serious intent.
"You are a stunning, man! Do you know that? I can't
believe how handsome you are!" Laura gasped passionately.

<br>

Sal, already hot from having petted with Nellie, noticed
Laura's desperate hunger for love and felt similar
needs overwhelm him. Soon the pair was deeply making out.
"Ohhh God! Oooohhh God!" Laura gasped, "You're
wonnerful! We're gonna be lovers, aren't we,
Hon? Jim says I can have lovers tonight, an you're gonna
be one of them." Sal was caressing a woman who had over
five hundred different lovers every year of her 15-year
marriage.
<br>

"You're mine now, Baby!" Stosh said as
his hand encircled the beautiful brunette's buttocks."
<br>

"I guess I've lost my boyfriend, " Nellie
said with mock indignation.
<br>

Chapter 9. Changing Partners
<br>

"His loss is my gain, Honey." Stosh said with
his usual insensitivity. Hearing that, Nellie pursed
her lips out to kiss Stosh, and they immediately launched
into a frantic, gasping embrace. "Oh Stosh, darlin!
I need it so bad!"
<br>

They desperately planted kisses wildly over one another's
faces until their lips ended up melded into a fervid exchange
of tongues.
<br>

It was Jim's turn to intercede, and being as Jim was
the host, Stosh had to relinquish the aroused and flushed
Nellie. "What do ya have in that sexy little box?"
he inquired, eyeing it on the table.
<br>

“Oh just some party treats, Dear!" Meanwhile frantic
gasping sounds were emanating from Laura and Sal who were
now squirming with desire.
<br>

"Treats from the sweet, huh, Hon?"
<br>

Jim looked over at his wife making out with the dark and hairy
Sal, and inquired, "Laura, Hon! Have I your permission
to kiss this lovely lady for bringing her box to the party?"
<br>

Laura wasn't able to answer.
<br>

"Aaaagggg! Uuuhhooohhhmmmmmppffff!" Stosh
looked over and noticed that Laura's knee had raised
in excitement and displayed between two barrel-like thighs,
the widening flesh meeting at a very swollen pudendum.
Her knee remained aloft in her excitement, her amazingly
large and perfectly rounded ass cheeks drawing Stosh's
face like a magnet. As he got up to attend to Laura, Earnie
slid over next to his sister who was now frantically kissing
Bob, the host.
<br>

Earnie, the brother, placed his half-empty drink on the
table, leaned over and planted a kiss on his sister's
jaw while her mouth was engaged in deep-kissing Jim. Not
realizing it was her brother, she broke her kiss and, believing
it was either Sal or Stosh, boozily puckered towards the
other male, until she saw it was Earnie.
<br>

"Earnie! Stop that! I don't feel like it. At least,
not yet."
<br>

Playfully, he reached in by her breasts and, laughingly,
she shoved him over against Stosh, and Sal who was deep into
his love-making with the blowsy Laura. Stosh had bent over
to plant a kiss on Laura's still exposed cunt-mound
when Earnie was catapulted against him causing them both
to land on the floor. Jim waited patiently for Nellie to
resume kissing him. Stosh pulled himself up over Laura
and they immediately sought to swim into each others bodies,
while Sal looked over at Nellie who was trying to hold off
her brother.
<br>

"Stop that!" Nellie, wanting to concentrate
on deep-kissing Jim, said; but Earnie, who had apparently
gotten slightly drunk persisted. Jim didn't seem
to mind and held her tenderly and lightly, awaiting the
outcome of the brother-sister struggle. "Pour me
a drink, " Nellie ordered her disorderly brother.
<br>

"No!" he countered and suddenly reached his
hand in under his sister's dress. Jim, realizing that
Nellie was enjoying this form of foreplay, went over to
assist the arousal of his wife. Caressing his well-fleshed
bed-mate while she writhed in other men's embraces
was totally thrilling to the indulgent husband. It wasn't
long before he had one of his wife's large breast globes
out and was sucking on the nipple while she squirmed even
more lasciviously in Stosh's embrace.
<br>

"Do, it!" Jim urged Laura. "Do it real
nasty, Honey."
<br>

Meanwhile, Nellie pretended that she was trying to stop
her brother, and giggling, they wrestled for awhile, until
she leaned back with an "Aaaahhhhh!"
<br>

Sal was now a spectator and drifted over to rescue Nellie
should she seriously request it, but apparently, Earnie
had found the part to rub, because, Nellie lost all her effort
at holding him off. "Nooooo!" she gasped deliriously.
"No Hon, not yet! Oh I don wanna do it yet, aaahh, aahhh,
oooohh Honey! Not yet, uuuhhh, uuhh, please! Oooohh please,
not yet! Sal! Make him stop, Sal." Sal knew she didn't
mean it, so he held off, waiting for a chance to shove his
cock between her lovely lips.
<br>

"Uuuhhhh! Uuuuhhhh!" Laura was too far into
it with her lovers to notice what was going on. She had broken
her kiss with Stosh and was now deep-kissing her husband,
as she slobbered, "Hold me while Stosh an I make love,
Honey. Hold me so I know you love me while I fuck him."
<br>

Stosh had meanwhile leaned over to kiss the nipple of Laura's
other globular breast. By instinct, she had laid her hands
across each of their crotches and arched her back in excitement
as her husband continued to suck face with her.
<br>

"No, no, no, no, " Nellie whimpered as her brother
twisted his elbow, doing something under her dress. In
spite of her whining protestations, she seemed to be relaxing
under Earnie's ministrations.
<br>

"Is Earnie twisting his hand in your pussy, Darlin?"
Sal asked the party girl.
<br>

"Yes! Aaahhh! Aaahhh! He's making me feel sooo
good, " replied the writhing Nellie, and then she
tilted her sexy face back hornily to receive a kiss from
her lover, Sal.
<br>

"But this is wrong! He'sh my big brother, aaahhh,
aahh. Oh God, Sal, Earnie'sh makin me feel like I wanna
be an animal!" She fell back and surrounded his shoulders
with her arms.
<br>

"It was true!" Kathleen realized, "Everything
they said about Nellie being a whore was true! What type
of woman would let two men pleasure her at once, one sliding
part of his hand in and out of her while kissing another?"
<br>

"Ooooohhh God!" Nellie managed to gasp, looking
longingly into Sal's eyes while her brother masturbated
her. Her abdomen rose and fell while Earnie busily worked
his hand in her crotch under her dress. "Ooooohhh
God, Earnie! Harder! Ooohh shit, harder!" He could
tell by the wetness that his sister had recently been fucked,
and that turned him on all the more.
<br>

"You got fucked today. Didn't you little sister?"
Earnie teased, as his fingers slid in and out of Nellie's
slippery cunt canal.
<br>

"You diiiiid?" Sal asked the girl, but her answer
was to quest desperately for his lips. He obliged and they
kissed frantically while Earnie continued his ministrations
under her dress.
<br>

"Uuuuhhh! Uuuuhhh! Harder!" Nellie now urged
her brother as her lover ran his hands over the writhing
torso that had already indulged in adult pleasures that
day.
<br>

Nellie, all the more excited by the effects of Sal's
knowing about her wetness enjoyed Sal's surge of lustful
attention.
<br>

She broke her kiss from Sal's lips and gasped to her
brother, "Harder, Earnie! Harder!"
<br>

"I won't do these pushins unless you admit you
got fucked today, " Earnie teased as his arm almost
stopped plunging in and out of his sister's crotch.
<br>

"Oohh Earnie! Don't do this to me! Don't
stop noooow! I'm almosh there!" she pleaded,
trying to move Earnie's wrist back into the in-and-out
motion.
<br>

"Just admit to your lover that you went out and got
FUCKED today, an thash why you're pussy's all
wet. Then, I'll start up again."
<br>

"Ooohhh Sal, " she gasped to her boyfriend.
"I couldn't help it. Oh pleeeesh, Earnie! Let
Sal do it!"
<br>

"Keep going!" Sal said to Nellie's brother.
<br>

"Admit it! Tell everybody you've been fucked
before you came over here with us, an thas why you're
wet."
<br>

"YES! YES! I BEEN FUCKIN!" she shouted in desperation,
now pulling and pushing at her brother's hand so it
was plunging again. "Ooohh Sal. He's made me
so horny! You don't mind, do you?"
<br>

Breaking the kiss for a moment, Sal asked, "How many,
Love? How many men did you have?"
<br>

"Aaahhh! Aaaaahhhh! I only had two. Aahhh! Aaahhh!
I met these two hunkey guys juss before I met you an Earnie.
Do it some more, Earnie-Babee!" she slurred to her
brother. "You shouldn't show everybodeee!
Oh, you know I'm so horny!"
<br>

Now she began to squirm again in order to signal her brother
to masturbate her some more. Looking back at Sal, she smiled
seductively, yet affectionately, "I juss had to
fuck 'em, Sal honey. It's OK isn't it?"
<br>

"It's OK, honey! It's OK!"
<br>

"Were they good? Did ya like it, sister?" Earnie
gloated.
<br>

"Oohh Earnie, do it harder. HARDER!
<br>

"Didja fuck 'em dirty, sis?"
<br>

"I loved it! Aagghhh! Aaagghhh! I fuckin loved it!"
<br>

"Didja fuck 'em dirty, bitch?"
<br>

"YES! I FUCKED 'EM DIRTY!"
<br>

"WHAT DID I TELL YA! Earnie shouted in glee while he
masturbated his sister.
<br>

Gasping, Earnie continued, "You came to the party
without cleaning up, didn't you?" and Sal kissed
her passionately already knowing the answer as Earnie's
hand became more and more coated by the results of his sister's
afternoon interlude.
<br>

Jim pulled his lips off of Laura's breast, and looking
at his wife's scrunched-up face as she enjoyed Stosh's
cunt-eating, chuckled, "Hear that? Nellie came
to the party already fucked."
<br>

This did, indeed, turn his wife on as she gasped, "Oh
God, what a slut Nellie is! Oh God! Suck it, Stosh! Suck my
fuckin cunt!"
<br>

"An you're wet from your fucking, Earnie went
on. “You came to a party with some man's stuff in you,
an thas what my hand's sliding so easy in and out of you
now."
<br>

"YES! YES! I’M WET FROM FUCKING! I'm nice an wet
for the party! OK? Thass what you want to know? I'm wet
for the party!" This was now the alcohol talking.
"You know how I am, hon, yeeuw basshard. I fuck at the
drop of a pair of pants! Aaahh! Aaahh! Their juices feel
so good in me, I decided to come to the party like this. But
now you won't give me head."
<br>

"I'll give ya head anyway, baby, " Sal
promised.
<br>

"Thass not nice! He shouldn't give you head.
Not while you're filled with other men's cum, "
Nellie's brother teased. "You're dirty
for the party!"
<br>

"All right. I'm dirty for the party, OK? Are ya
happy to know I'm dirty for the party?"
<br>

"Yes I am! I'm glad you're dirty!"
<br>

"Will yeeuuw give me head, too?"
<br>

"Sure, I'll give you head. I'll give you
head 'caush I'm a pervert!" With that, Earnie
went back to a vigorous, in-and-out plunging motion while
Nellie squirmed in the lust of it all.
<br>

"Harder! Do it harder! Uuuhhh!" Then, as her
brother brought her towards orgasm, Nellie turned towards
her lover, "Kiss me Sal! Kiss me hard! Aaagghhh! Uuhh!"
<br>

The sloshing sounds of most of Earnie's hand plunging
in and out of his sisters cunt, filled the room, turning
everybody on, especially Earnie who gasped heatedly,
"You're sooo wet, you pig! Aaahhh! Aaahhh! So
WET!"
<br>

"Uuuuhhh! Uuuuhh! I'm gonna show ya sompthin!
Aaahh! aahhh! I'm gonna show ya wet! Aaahh! Aaahhh!
Feel the wet? Aaagghhhh! Aaaaccchhhcch! You'll feel
it! Uuuugggghhhh! Uuuuuhhhh! Aaaaaahhh! You'll
feel it! You'll feel it! Uh-Aaaahh-Haaaaa! Aaaaahhhh!
Aaaaahhhhh!"
<br>

"I feel it! I feel it, Baby Sister! Let it go, you Bitch!
Let it go!" Earnie suddenly pushed and twisted into
his sister's writhing crotch.
<br>

"Eeeeeaaaaahhhh! HARDER! Oh fuck! Harder! Ooooppppffff!
Yes! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna
cum! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"
<br>

With that, Nellie exploded, "YES! YES! OOOOOWWWW!
OOOOOWWWWW! AAAAAAGGGHHHHH! I'M CUMMING! I'M
CUMING! I'M CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMING!"

<br>

Her body writhed and shuddered violently in the two men's
arms. Then, her back arched, then released, then arched
again with each outpouring from her cunt.
<br>

As Nellie slumped into her lover's arms in post-orgasmic
swoon, Earnie pulled a dripping wet hand out from under
her skirt and slurred, "Look at thish! Look at Sis'
juicy-woosey!"
<br>

Now that Nellie's brother and her boyfriend knew she
had gotten fucked, it made her feel more decadent to see
the dripping hand pulled from her cunt.
<br>

"I had to. There wasn't time to clean. I came to
the party sexed up. Ya like me all sexed up and ready, Hon?"
<br>

"God yes! I love you ready!" Sal gasped, reattaching
his lips to hers. "That makes you a real woman!"
<br>

She pulled her lips away, and puckering them towards her
brother gasped, "Aaahhh! Aaahhh! You like me like
this, too, big brother?"
<br>

"That's why you were walkin like that, wasn't
it? On account of just gettin fucked."
<br>

Nellie looked dreamily up at her brother and slurred, "They
came inside me! Both my lovers came inside me this afternoon,
an now is'sh gettin all over you, but you like that,
don't you Big Brother, 'cause, you're sick."

<br>

With that, she puckered her lips towards her brother, and,
as he continued to thrust his hand in and out of her cunt,
they first tenderly, then, passionately kissed. Earnie
was inspired by knowing his lovely sister had carried two
men's ejaculates inside her luscious loins to the
party. Ejaculates that his thrusting hand had driven from
her cunt out onto his bare arm.
<br>

"Aaaaahh! Aaaahhh! I had two guys, an I told 'em
to fuck me hard, an they fucked me an fucked me an fucked me
an drove me out of my mind, an now, you guysh are gonna do the
same thing. Aaaagguuuhh! Uuuggguuuaaah! Aaauuuggghh!"

<br>

Nellie now writhed in exstasy, grasping Sal with abandoned
desire. "Oooohh God, I'm soooo horny! Ooohh
God! Aaahhh! AAAahhh! So fuckin horny! Soooo horny! Aaagghhh!
Aaaaggghhh!"
<br>

Stan, hearing the provocative gasps emanating from Nellie,
looked in her direction, and what he saw caused him to crawl
over to her.
<br>

"She got fucked today, " Earnie informed Stosh.
"Two guys, an she hasn't even cleaned up. I knew
she couldn't go a whole afternoon without getting
laid." This was the kind of conversation that only
the best of parties offered.
<br>

"Hey guys! My little sister's not a virgin!"
Earnie informed everybody. This news made Jim's mouth
water.
<br>

Note: this is the 2nd installment. More to follow.

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