Chapter 29

Downstairs, Chuck flooded Bernice's mouth with a soft groan. She sucked and swallowed, thinking, 'This is all I'm good for,' then pulled back. Chuck collected her against him and rubbed her cheek and neck and shoulders, his "Thanks..." absent-minded enough to keep Bernice from worrying that she was going to have to turn him down for a date. Chuck was already thinking about the woman upstairs and wondering if Frank had just cut him out.

Leaning against Chuck's legs, she looked around. The established couples had settled down and started making out here and there all over the room. There were a couple of guys wandering around, hopping from foot to foot, but they were all white - or maybe Hispanic - no black guys. The big guy who had run her out of the booth didn't want anything to do with her, and everyone else was taken; what was she doing here, anyway? She was a set of lips to wrap around everybody's dick...

Randy decided he'd been premature in placing Miriam in a booth; he was hard and she hadn't taken care of him - and now she was busy with Alonzo. Glancing around, he noted that they were still short - but Bernice was leaning against Chuck's legs, not doing a whole lot...

"Are you done?" he asked Chuck.

"Yeah." Chuck let go of Bernice's shoulder.

"Get up." Randy hauled Bernice to her feet. "I probably owe you a fuck, anyway." He led her over to a stack of mattresses and hauled one down.

"Don't you have...?" Bernice began.

"Shut up!" Randy grabbed her shoulder. "The key to keeping me happy is to do what I tell you and don't argue and give me a lot of shit! Did it ever occur to you that I might want two pussies?" Randy was talking out of his ass - he didn't see how he could hold onto one, at this point - but he was dealing with girl shit again...

But Bernice just blinked and said, "Oh..." and helped position the mattress.

Randy put himself on his back on the mattress. "I don't feel like a lot of warm up," he declared. "Just sit on it."

'It's the best offer I've had all day,' Bernice thought to herself as she stepped across him and squatted. Randy had a nice cock - who'd have thought? Ever since that night at the camp she'd wondered who else was harboring meat like that - besides Tyrone and Otis, anyway... He'd fucked Miriam like a pro, too - everybody said so. She was wet, anyway; she wiggled the mouth of her pussy over his dick and pressed down a bit and it popped through - and both of them went, "Aaah!"

'Skinny,' Randy thought, eyeing her as she eased up and down, spreading their lubrication so her inner lips didn't catch on his shaft. 'Gap-toothed, homely, little titties... Tight pussy..." Bernice hit bottom and then hit her stride, rising and falling on his cock. "Real nice pussy..." She seemed to be having trouble balancing so he reached up and interlaced his fingers in hers - and she smiled as she pumped up and down, going "Uh...Uh...Uh..." in time to the impacts with his pubic bone at the bottom of her stroke.

Whether by coincidence or subconscious design, all of this was in plain sight of Miriam through the hole when Alonzo staggered back from it and shouted, "Next!"

Toby missed this; he'd decided to go on down to the bathroom and check on the girls. Big Mac was with him, and Mark Torres, curious, brought up the rear.

The girls were all under the shower heads, luxuriating in the hot water. Janice had settled down, soothed by their presence and their touch and their understanding and forgiveness; now, she was relaxing and shaking it all off.

One look at the trio and Toby's cock came up - and so did Mac's and Mark's. Toby, knowing he could control things, moved quietly forward. Amy picked them up first and frowned, but Toby shook his head, so she told Janice, "Close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Just do it, it'll feel better."

Donna saw what was coming and held her peace, stepping away slightly as Mac came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

As the others stepped away, Mark found himself looking at the back of a tall girl with skinny shanks. Knobby knees (yeah, you could see that from the rear), slightly bowed legs - the butt was the biggest thing on her, and it was just round, not big. The thighs were narrow - so narrow that there was an appreciable gap at the juncture. Up above, she was skinny, hunched, her ribs and her backbone showing. Who did he know that looked like that? Belatedly, he realized that Toby and Mac had peeled off their masks to keep them from getting wet; the girls weren't wearing any, either. While he was trying to decide whether he really wanted to mess with this chick, Amy handed him a bar of soap and gestured for him to wash her, then fell back into Toby's arms as Toby started lathering up her titties from behind. Mark shrugged and set to work on the girl's back...

From Janice's perspective, it was Heaven. Nobody - NOBODY - had done anything like this for her in six or seven years, at least - which was well before she would have learned to appreciate it! Whoever it was did her shoulders and neck, then her back, then moved on down over her ass to her legs. At the urging of the anonymous hands, she spread her stance; they did everything but around her asshole and her pussy. Well, she could get those, and she could certainly understand why they hadn't been touched, but it would have been nice...

Mark's reservations had disappeared; this was fun! The girl's body was nice - it just needed some food and a little bit of sunshine to tone down the almost sickly white skin tone. The pussy looked cute from behind and below, although he noticed that she had quite a muff when he stuck his head around front to look. The titties were conical and not big at all - no surprise. He thought seriously about playing with her pussy and asshole - but she'd already screamed once today...

It was time to wash her front; he decided to go ahead and do it from behind, the way the other two were doing it. In fact, neither Toby nor Mac had bothered with the back side of their girls - each had one hand mauling a soap-slick nipple and the other in their girl's crotch. Donna was moaning softly and dancing a bit and Amy was breathing hard, her nostril distended. Amazingly, Mark's girl hadn't caught on...

The soap came around front, worked up a lather on her belly, and then both hands moved up and started giving Janice's titties a brisk workout. Janice was a bit surprised; the hands put the soap in one of hers - something that had happened before, several times - and then they just, well, spent a lot of time on her breasts. Amy was rubbing her nipples in ways that had nothing to do with washing them - maybe she would changed her mind about washing her pussy, too... Janice opened her eyes and made to look behind her - but Amy was off to her left front - she wasn't washing her. There was a boy grinning at Janice over her shoulder as he ran his hands over Amy in a manner similar to what Janice was receiving. Amy was getting HER pussy washed - and enjoying it! Janice checked her right - Donna wasn't washing her either. She was absolutely undulating in Big Mac Thornton's grasp!

Janice looked down; the hands working so hard on her breasts were big and brown and muscular and had a lot of hair on the backs - man's hands. She put her hands over his and they stopped - so she moved hers gently in a circle and they resumed what they were doing.

"You like that?" a deep voice husked in her ear.

"Uh huh..."

Something very hot and very hard aligned itself with the crack of her ass. "How about this?"

Janice's throat went dry, but she nodded. "Do what they're doing," she croaked, pushing his right hand down over her belly.

She had no idea where that came from - or the calm that came with it. She was wildly excited, but somehow, had no fear. She didn't care if the guy behind her was eight feet tall and hairy all over and had a face like a gorilla, as long as he kept doing what he was doing... She watched Donna orgasm, wailing into Mac's mouth while she undulated, supported by the hand buzzing back and forth in her crotch. Three fingers slid over Janice's pubes and kept going, the middle one splitting her open at her nether lips and sliding along the pink valley revealed. "Uuuuggghh!!!" she gasped, and "Uuuuunnnhhh!" as the fingers slid back upward over the bump of her clitoris.

Mark knew already that the girl wasn't going to be beautiful -- from behind and to the side, she had this pouchy-cheeked look - but she had a long neck that begged to be kissed, so he did so. She backed right into him and moaned, holding his hands against her to make sure they didn't go anywhere. The way she was quivering, Mark figured that she would orgasm pretty quickly under his fingers - all he had to do was keep playing with that bump...

Janice wasn't the only one. Amy was tense under Toby's hands, fighting the onset of her own orgasm. "Toby, we can't!"

"I'm not stopping!" Toby was too charged up.

Amy didn't hear him - she didn't have to - he was there, in her head! And that meant it was too late... She gave herself up to the pleasure, and the shock wave rippled out, triggering Janice, and a second orgasm in Donna, and every other female in the building who had any excuse at all - Trish and Alyssa and Bonita and Brenda and Anita and Misha and Tabitha - each of whom was in sex play with her respective boyfriend - and Gina, Jasmine, and Bernice. Even Iris got a mini from making out with Frank. Notably left out were Miriam, who was just setting up to entertain Pete Franklin and not really in the proper frame of mind, having observed Randy and Bernice going at it for a couple of minutes -- and Candace, who was sucking Frank's cock, but not masturbating.

Gina's orgasm was her third - her fourth counting the masturbation before Ben took her. She and Ben had only recently completed the pounding act that had ended her virginity, after which Ben had hauled her up and over to a chair to sit in his lap. He'd just shoved a finger in her swampy pussy and was teasing her about pillaging and rapine when the shockwave pushed her over again, surprising them both.

It was Jasmine's third. She and Isaiah were a machine, pounding out pleasure. Isaiah had begun moving again in Jasmine as soon as he came down from his first orgasm, sliding easily in her while her pussy was slack from the aftermath of her orgasm - but things had firmed up rapidly as she recovered and he had pounded her through a second big cum and was working on the third anyway when it hit out of nowhere - and pulled him along to his second in the process!

Mark got the idea when Janice started hyperventilating and collapsed against him; fortunately, she was well within his capability to hold up. "Omigod! Omigod! Omigod! Omigod!" she panted, hunched, trying to stay up on shaky legs. After a few seconds, she was too sensitive to handle more stimulation and pulled his hands away, dropping to her knees.

Mark refused to back off totally; he reached around and continued to cup and tweak the nipple on her right breast. Janice ran her hands up and down his forearm while she got control of herself, then she turned back toward him, pushing her wet hair out of her face.

Right at eye level was a tapered brown cock, standing up stiffly over a HUGE set of balls, framed by a pair of stocky thighs. Janice thought it was beautiful! She reached for it and got her first feel of an uncircumcised male member, sliding the foreskin up and down it, amazed at how the shiny, swollen tip peeked out - then she leaned in and started lapping at his big balls. After three or four swipes with her tongue, she opened her wide mouth and sucked them in, taking Mark's entire scrotum and fondling the contents with her tongue!

Mark's first good look at Janice's face was with her distended mouth wrapped around his scrotum! He was absolutely amazed that she could even DO that - and it felt incredible! Even then he couldn't see much as his cock - and her hand on it -- obscured even more of her face - but she was definitely making an impression!

Amy sat on the tile floor, wrapped in Toby's arms, watching. "I think she's a little TOO calm," she opined.

"Not calm, fearless," Toby replied. "Janice is scared of just about everything and everybody; I was afraid she would freak again when she discovered Mark. I'm slowly restoring her to normal, now that she has some confidence."

"Well, don't let her get too scared to stop." Amy rubbed her face. "The water's getting cold."

Toby stood and adjusted the temperature. Amy stood and wrapped her arms around him. "You shouldn't have."

"We're going to my house when things settle down," Toby replied, "and we're going to do it. I can't wait any longer."

"All right." She kissed him on the shoulder. "Let's get dry."

Donna and Mac had taken things a good deal further; Donna was on her hands and knees and Mac was pounding her from behind. Neither Amy nor Toby considered that they were going to stop for anything in the near term. Amy stepped up to Janice and Mark and pushed Janice's wet hair back. "The water is going to get cold. Why don't you dry off and do this that way?"

Janice released Mark's balls to whisper "All right" - but turned worshipful eyes on Mark for confirmation. She'd gotten a better look at Mark than he had at her - and was dazzled! Janice thought Hispanic guys were hot - and Mark was a total hunk! Why he was messing with her was totally beyond her understanding - but she would take all of his attention she could get!

As for Mark, Janice had CERTAINLY made an impression! Skinny she might be, but WOW! What a mouth! "Yeah, good idea..." He took Janice's hand and pulled her to her feet - and out of the spray. "Is the soap gone?"

Janice felt herself. "Yes." The couple turned to discover Amy holding towels for each of them. Toby was circling around to turn off the water to the left shower head, leaving the right one on and spraying Mac and Donna as they continued to couple frenziedly. Mac nodded an acknowledgement as they filed out of the bath.

Out in the hallway, Mark chuckled as he dropped to his knees to dry Janice's narrow shanks. "That Donna - who'd have thought that she was such a hot number? Mac's one happy motherfucker."

"Do you like your girls, um, heavy?" Janice asked, worried.

"What? Oh, no, not particularly." There were plenty of hot-eyed raven haired Hispanic girls in Mark's neighborhood - and quite a few of them were a little bit thick and had big rounded jugs. Donna was a whiter version of that template. But hot Hispanic girls had hot Hispanic tempers and tended to be demanding and get in Mark's face. Besides, to be honest, Mark's standards were being modified even as Janice asked. This one - this one didn't seem temperamental. And she was a white chick, which Mark found to be more than a little exotic. Little jiggling cones versus big fat titties? Cones, definitely - especially with those spiky nipples... Shifting his attention to Toby, he said, "I don't think we want to do a crowd thing..."

Amy did a scan - which merely looked to Mark as if she was thinking about it. "I think there is still a room open upstairs," she told him. "Even the living room isn't seeing any traffic, I bet."

"Great." Mark stood, bent, slid an arm under Janice's knees and carried her toward the stairwell. Janice gave a quick squeak, but it was actually the perfect thing for him to do as it cuddled her against him while taking the initiative away from her and reinforced his acceptance of her. She hid her face in his neck as they emerged into the main room and distracted herself by sucking his neck with her extremely soft lips.

At the head of the stairs, Mark was surprised to see Frank apparently handling two older women simultaneously. "Way to go, Frank!" Mark chuckled. Janice took a quick look and buried her head again, embarrassed. "Hey, is there a room around here...?"

Frank let go of Candace's head, looking down at her to give her non-verbal permission to speak. Candace coughed a couple of times - she'd been practicing her deep-throat, something that she still only did when someone demanded it of her - and said, "There is a black couple in the guest room. Lon and Sally are out... Lon's room is on the left."

"Thanks." Mark stalked off, leaving Frank wondering who he was carrying - until her head came up to watch him pull Candace back onto his cock.

'Janice Fremd? Huh! I'll be a sonofabitch!' Frank thought.

More or less alone in the hallway, Amy looked down at Toby and said, "Okay. You know how it needs to be done. Don't - don't make me cum again here..."

"We'll be alone," Toby told her, "Mama will be out. It'll be okay."

"Okay." Amy slid into his arms. "Let's go out and see what's going on."

Chuck was horny as Hell. People kept heading upstairs... "Hey, uh, Damian..."

Damian was sitting up with Alyssa in his lap, straddling him. His cock was in her, but she was basically soaking up his cum from the fuck they'd just finished - one that had ended suddenly when Alyssa went nuts under him as Amy lit off all of the females in the place. Frowning, he said, "Didn't you have something lined up?"

"I thought so..." Chuck shrugged.

"I think you was supposed to go up to get it." Damian nodded at the stairs.

"Frank went up..."

"To get another one," Damian finished. "Whatever she had for you is still there, I bet."

"Cool..." Chuck hit the stairs. At the top, he discovered Frank and Iris and Candace. "Hey, uh, Frank..."

"Take this one!" Frank peeled Iris off him, thinking 'Perfect timing! I didn't want the fat bitch, anyway, and I need to stick my cock in this one...'

Iris was a puddle; Frank (and Amy) had given her an orgasm from masturbation and some rough fondling and kissing and she'd been trying to figure out how to pry Frank's cock out of Candace's mouth so she could sit on it. Now, suddenly, she was standing in the middle of the room, face to face with another boy, who rubbed his blond brush cut and said, "Yeah, cool," and took her arm.

"Let's go somewhere..." Chuck muttered. This chick wasn't super-hot looking, but she'd been all over Frank, so she must want it... He tugged her off.

As they paraded through the living room, Iris planted her feet. "Here. The bedrooms are taken."

"Couch?"

"Okay." Chuck led her to the couch and they sat down. "You must think I'm a total slut," Iris ventured.

"You're not alone, anyway," Chuck replied, "There is a total orgy going on downstairs. You want to, right?"

"Yes."

"Okay, look, I'm, um, not too experienced..."

"Oh!"

"Why don't, um, you drive," Chuck muttered.

"Really?" Iris gasped. "Oh, boy!"

Jasmine and Isaiah were cuddling on the bed, Isaiah more or less idly mauling Jasmine's left breast. His cock had shrunk to the point that it dropped out of her a bit before, but they hadn't moved, really. They were busy kissing. "Why are you here?" Isaiah asked.

"Boys don' come to me!" Jasmine replied.

"No? Why not?"

"Do you know who I am? Have you looked at me?" Jasmine demanded.

"Well, no - not really," Isaiah admitted. "Ever since I opened the door to that little room, it's been too fuckin' dark or too fuckin' bright." He reached over and turned on the bedside lamp - and both of them suffered being dazzled again. Jasmine took the time to haul off her mask. When things came back, Isaiah waved a finger, holding her off. "Gimme a second... Jasmine, right?" He'd seen her around - and he was embarrassed that he'd never even said 'Hi.' He wouldn't even know her name if she hadn't been popular with the team since the Anita incident. It seemed like the more he had sex, the more he realized that he didn't know a fucking thing about how to find a good woman. Chicks he thought were hot probably didn't hold a candle to this... "Yeah, I've seen you around. You're a lot of woman..."

"That's one way of puttin' it," Jasmine sighed.

"So... guys stay away..."

"In droves."

Isaiah nodded. Hey, he had, too. She was a BIG bitch! You wanted to be a big motherfucker to mess with Jasmine! 'But I AM a big motherfucker,' Isaiah reminded himself. 'What would I want with a little bitch?' "So there won't be a line or nothin', right?"

"What? No, no line..."

"Good." Isaiah leaned down and sucked in a nipple.

"Hey, waitaminnit! Who are you?"

"Find out." Isaiah resumed sucking.

Jasmine reached down and pulled his mask off - the guys were in the cheap ones. "Isaiah? Uh, Morse?" Isaiah just nodded. "Well..." Jasmine thought about it - which wasn't easy with Isaiah mauling her nipple. "What are you gonna want?"

"Couple of dates, anyway - I'm on the hook for that." He slid his hand down over her pudenda. "Some more of this..." He put his fingers to work rubbing.

Jasmine grunted, then sighed. "You don' ask for much..." She was trying to be sarcastic, but her right leg moved to ensure that he had room to work.

"I didn't think so." It was time she stopped talking, so Isaiah kissed her. The next sound she made was a moan into his mouth.

Just across the hall, Mark put Janice on the bed and crawled onto it next to her, pushing her flat and leaning over her to suck in a nipple. Janice grabbed his head and held it there, spreading her upraised knees when his hand reached into her crotch. Once again, her inner lips sprang open at a touch, welcoming his fingers. Janice realized that she was going to get another orgasm - and soon! "Ogod..." Mark could see her legs quiver and her toes curl out of the corner of his eye and he worked her spiky nipple. With Janice on her back, her breasts almost disappeared, becoming low mounds that you could feel but not really see - but her nipples didn't. They stuck straight up a good half an inch under Mark's stimulation. Janice started hunching and bucking her hips under Mark's fingers, whining; it might have sounded piteous - if her crotch wasn't chasing his fingers! Mark knew better - the only way it could turn that way was if he didn't finish what he was doing - which was NOT the plan!

Janice sank claws in his arm to make sure it didn't go anywhere before she went off; she wailed and went rigid and grunted, "Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" and her pussy clutched at Mark's fingers in a remarkably short amount of time. Then she gently pulled his hand away and started caressing every square inch of him within reach. After a minute or two, she whispered, "You, now..." and pushed at his shoulder.

Mark rolled on his back and Janice was up and had her head at his crotch before he was even settled, jacking him and licking at his scrotum. Once she had his balls nice and wet, she did what she'd done in the shower - sucked his whole scrotum into her mouth! Mark groaned and thrashed. "How do you DO that?"

"Mmmph." Janice released his balls so she could speak. "It's okay, isn't it?"

"I LOVE it!"

"Good!" Janice slurped them back in. Jacking him wasn't easy in this position; she was facing his feet, and his cock was at her chin and below. Milking him didn't seem to work, so she again let go and circled between his legs so she could jack him properly. Mark put his hands in her silky hair and gasped and groaned and enjoyed himself.

Sucking Mark was a power trip for Janice; hearing him groan and feeling him clutch at her and watching his muscular thighs flex and his abs washboard as he hunched himself were thrilling indications that she was directly controlling him - and she NEVER controlled ANYBODY! After a couple of minutes, he gasped, "Ah! Ah! I'm gonna shoot!" and Janice didn't think about it - she released his balls and sucked in his glans, just in time to collect several heavy blasts of his semen. Given the quantity, there was really no question that she was going to have to swallow - nothing else was going to get rid of it without overflow - but it wasn't bad, and she could see and feel the effect she had on him. When he settled back, she continued to wash the underside of his glans with her tongue, getting a kick out of feeling him twitch, until he grabbed her under the arms and pulled her up beside him.

"Now what?" Mark asked, as she tucked herself against him.

"This is good," Janice replied, cuddling.

"What about the other thing?" Mark asked.

Janice grimaced. It was what he was there for - and she'd signed up for it, basically. Well, more than basically, actually - it had been made very clear. Things had been good to this point - but it was her virginity they were talking about... Not looking at him, she whispered, "I've never gone all the way. I've never even done the stuff we did."

"No? Damn! You were so good at it..." Mark cuddled her to him, wondering if she would take that declaration as a compliment or just assume that he was calling her a slut. He didn't even know this chick's name; he'd seen her around, but, well, she hadn't measured up - as if he'd been successful with the ones that did. That was before she'd let him feel her up all over and play with her pussy and then done that wild thing with his balls and sucked him dry. And now he was ONLY asking her to give him her cherry... "Hey, no problem. I thought..."

'He thought I was here to fuck - and I was. I am. Am I waiting for something better to come along? What would it be?' What on Earth would be better than Mark Torres? What would be an improvement over those muscles, that hot brown body, those smoky brown eyes? She remembered Donna's comment: "One day I realized that I wasn't being cautious and picky - I was SCARED! I was looking for something perfect - defined as perfectly safe - and there is no such thing." Janice realized that she wasn't preserving her virginity - she was just scared. The other thing was an excuse - and if she went away from tonight without having taken this chance, this night would live in her memory as the night she ALMOST caught Mark Torres - but was too chicken... "Mark?"

"Mmmm?" Mark had been drifting, relaxed. Cuddling girls was an end in itself... He looked down at her.

Big blue eyes looked back. "Yes," she said softly.

Mark didn't have to ask, "Yes, what?" - but he'd gotten used to the idea that it wasn't going to happen. Now, presented with the offer, he had second thoughts. "Let's wait..."

'Ogod! We're done!' Janice crawled up on her elbows, "No, I mean it, really! I want it!"

"Shhhh." Mark pulled her close and kissed her on the top of the head. "It can wait until next time."

"What?"

"You know, when we go out again."

Janice lurched up and crawled atop him. "You mean we're gonna date?"

"Sure - unless you don't want to." 'Wasn't that what I said?' he wondered.

"Oh, I want to!" She cuddled herself to him, "But I wanna do that, too. I want YOU to do that - I mean, I want you to be the first - I mean..." How come every time she approached the subject, she came off like a total slut?

"Relax." Mark's hand drifted down her backbone. 'Jeez, I can count vertebrae!' "I'd be honored - but it IS your, um, virginity." Cherry didn't sound quite formal enough.

"I still want you to," Janice declared. Having come this far, backing down wasn't an option. Besides, if they were gonna date... "Look, I'm not... real brave. I don't want to have to make this decision again. I want it... gone." Hovering over him, she held his eyes.

Mark nodded. "I get it. Let's make out for a while and get back in the mood, first. I don't just want to crawl on..." He pulled her earnest face to his and locked lips with her, pushing his tongue into her wide mouth. Janice melted against him, sucking it in.

Iris and Chuck were fucking. Foreplay went by the boards, as Iris was more than ready; she just went flat on the couch with one leg up on the back and waved Chuck over the top of her and plugged him in. At that point, Nature took its course - Chuck started hammering away, happy as a clam. But he couldn't have been happier than Iris - she was ecstatic! Chuck was coming off a blowjob, so he was ready for the long haul - the longer, the better, in Iris' opinion! Twenty minutes of Chuck's steady stroking bought her four orgasms and a whole lot of pleasure!