Enjoy some other guests

As much fun as Vanessa was, you thought of a few other guests you'd like to enjoy. Considering it seemed like you could do pretty much anything you wanted and nobody said 'boo', you decided it was time to live out some perverted fantasies. The first thing you did was immediately start looking for one of the other guests you knew, Ellen. She was taller than you at 5'9". A pale, willowy, twenty-something with a dusting of freckles over her pretty face and a spill of fiery red hair that reached the middle of her back when worn down. You stalked the house for a few minutes looking for her. During game night, Heather and her husband divided their spacious two-story into sections. There was a console room for FPS and fighting tournaments, a billiards and dart room where you just were, badminton and basketball were played in the backyard and driveway respectively and also a board game section in the living room.

While you walked about you suddenly had another epiphany, since everyone thought everything you did was completely normal, why not drop some inhibitions? You admit, you ware a bit nervous when you doffed your t-shirt and stood there with it in your hands, but seeing the almost dozen people around you giving you hardly a second glance, you soldiered on. Your shoes and socks were removed and neatly kicked underneath a nearby end table. Still no actual reaction. Then marshaling all of your courage, you unbuttoned your pants and swept them and your boxers off in one hurried motion. With your modest erection bouncing free to meet the world, you looked around shyly, waiting for a scream, exclamation or fist to be directed at you any moment. Nobody so much as flinched. Not even a raised eyebrow.

'Fuck Yeah.' you thought. 'This is going to be too fun.'

While you were so horny at this point you debated just taking a seat and rubbing one out, you had another thought. Did you have to tell people to do something, or could you make things happen by thinking it. 'Worth a shot.' you figured. 'All the hot chicks at this party are either naked, or dressed really slutty.' You only had to look around for a few seconds when you saw Susan, a blonde and model slim girl who worked in the accounting department of a local company in a thong bikini and heels. She was chatting to a group of less attractive people dressed in casual clothes. Vanessa, the girl you had just been fondling walks by in a mesh halter top without a bra and matching mesh skirt completely commando, her generous bosom bouncing provocatively and her bush on display past the minimal covering. You let this sink if for a second as you watched her tempting pussy peek at you between steps before thinking again, 'All hot chicks are shaved smooth from the eyebrows down.' And just like that, Vanessa's womanhood is invitingly bald and she flashes you a polite smile as she passes.

Your boner is at full staff now and you need release. You only give another moments thought to how you want to find Ellen before you walk briskly on through the house. You found her in the board game room just like you wanted. Stark naked except for a pair of peep-toe heels and her hair up in a pair of simple pigtails. Just like you, nobody was taking any particular interest in the attractive women of the party walking around dressed like hookers and strippers. Or almost completely undressed in Ellen's case. She was sitting at a table apparently playing Yahtzee or something when, feeling more confident than you ever had in your life, you march over to her, grab one of her pigtails, pull her out of the chair so abruptly that it tips over with a noticeably loud clatter and tow her by her hair to a nearby sofa that's conveniently half empty. Other than a sharp gasp at your less than gentle grip of her fiery red locks, she doesn't say anything as you push her unceremoniously to her knees in front of an empty seat at the couch and plop your naked ass down in front of her. The feel of the cool, synthetic fabric of the couch cushion is a little rough against your backside, but you ignore it in light of the current situation.

Taking a pigtail in each hand, you pull Ellen face down in your lap with a curt, "Suck my dick you stupid cunt." That's all the direction she needs as you near immediately feel the unmistakable warmth and wetness of a woman's mouth along with the electric pressure of her active tongue polishing your knob. Her blowjob is casual and unhurried. You need to change that. Placing both hands on the back of her head, you speed up the pace and growl at her, "Fucking show some energy, cock gobbler!" show energy she does, and soon you're enjoying her head bobbing rapidly in your lap. She's pretty good and is even making audible moans and loud slurps that you feel almost as strongly as her busy tongue. This continues for a few minutes before a large, muscular guy comes over to you apparently looking for Ellen.

"Hey El," he says, not reacting to her blowing you in the least. "It's your turn."

Ordinarily this guy would squash you like a bug, but not anymore. You flip him off and half shout at him, "Listen shit-for-brains, this dumb cunt is making herself useful and sucking my cock! Go fuck yourself and play without her you cock-swallowing asshole!"

The guy shrugs like you just told him you didn't want a beer and casually replies, "Sure, no problem." before turning away from the public oral sex and returns to the game. 'This is the life.' you think to yourself as you lay your head back and just hold onto Ellen's head, focusing on the feeling of her sucking your cock and your hands riding her head rising and falling.

You bask in the sensations of a public blowjob for a few more minutes before you feel a faint tingle that tells you your climax is approaching. You're vaguely debating what you want to do when you hear a husky, feminine voice say, "John! How are you enjoying the party dear?" As your head rises and your eyes open to greet this new arrival, the first sight you're treated to is a pair of full, proudly upthrust, chocolate tits barely out of arms reach of your face. Your cock does a happy jump in Ellen's mouth and the sucking redhead makes a positive 'mmmm!' sound at the feel of you twitching in her energetic gob.

The speaker is the voluptuously stacked, fit lady of the house, Heather. A black MILF, you recall a few stroke fantasies regarding her. With her pixie cut, impishly cute face, long legs and firm ghetto booty and full rack, she was definitely a dark-skinned bombshell. The beautiful hostess is currently wearing nothing but a pair of casual sandals and a warm smile. You suddenly have an idea how you want to finish with Ellen.

Smiling what is probably the creepiest smile you've ever given, you address Heather with some dirty talk. "Hey Heather. You're a whore right?"

"Sure, of course." she answers with a casual shrug.

"So what would you think about if I had sex with you in front of everyone here while it was videotaped?" you ask with your grip on the still sucking Ellen's head tightening.

"That would be fine." she replied with the same tone as if you asked if she wanted ice with her water.

"And your husband could watch me fuck you while you screamed at how much better my cock was than his while you acted like a fucking nympho pornstar?" you were bucking your hips off the couch to match your rapidly increasing guidance with Ellen's head to your crotch.

"I don't see why not." Heather answered, casually accepting your degrading words with no more fanfare than a weather report. "If you want to fuck me while I act like a slut, then let's fuck."

That pushed you over the edge, all thought of Ellen's mouth and head being attached to an actual person flew your mind and you skullfucked her as brutally as you could manage. A wet, sloppy 'glggk, gluug, ggllck' sound came from the redhead as she submissively took her degrading treatment. "Hooow aare you SUCH a FUCKING CUNT!? YOU FUCKING SLUTTY WHORE!!! FUCK YOU!!! YOU FUCKING CUNT!!! SLUUUTT!!!! FUCK WHORE!!! FFFFUUUCCCKKK!!!!" You came what felt like at least a pint in the passive cum receptacle kneeling at your feet. "SSHHIIITTT!!!!!" was the last word you got out before you were reduced to guttural groaning as you rode out the most powerful orgasm you'd ever had in the redhead meekly taking your perverted ****.

After a few minutes of coming down from your almost violent climax, Heather's expression has not changed from her attentive, hospitable demeanor regardless if she just witnessed one house guest angrily facefuck another house guest while both were either nude or only wearing shoes. You look at your redheaded cum dumpster and see her lips, chin and even some of her nose were a shiny mess of precum and spittle. Your thighs and crotch look and feel similarly. "Look at me cunt." you command Ellen. Her eyes snap up to meet yours instantly. A few dark tracks down her face show her eyeliner clearly running. You can feel your half-chub hardening at the thought that you violated her face so much she actually cried. Putting a hand on the back of her head, you grunt, "Keep sucking slut. Don't stop until I say so." Ellen gives you a thumbs up and you hear an 'mmm-kuuuh' that you feel vibrate in your shaft before she resumes a quick rise and fall in your lap. You're still a bit sensitive post-coital though, so you give her head a harsh flick and say, "Fuck! Gentle!" and her bobs immediately slow down to a slow and steady pace.

Regarding your still pleasantly smiling, nude hostess, you snarl at her, "You! Fucking whore." you practically spit. "Get me a fucking soft drink and come sit next to me."

She only chuckles and says, "Coming right up!" before moving quickly towards the kitchen to get your drink.

Taking in the rest of the party goers while the ginger slut kneeling at your feet lovingly nurses your shaft to full mast, you notice nobody is paying any attention to you. They're still playing Monopoly, Connect Four and Yahtzee like you didn't just roughly facefuck a woman and verbally **** the lady of the house. The thought that you can do whatever you want and nobody stops you or even reacts at all negatively arouses you to the point it significantly helps Ellen's gentle fluffing of your dick.

A minute later Heather shows up to politely hand you a glass filled with cold Sprite and a bendy straw sticking out of it before moving to sit next to you. As she sits down, you place your free hand underneath her with your middle finger up and lined up with her pussy. She adjusts herself a little as she parks her thick but firm ass, but seconds later your middle finger is in her folds and you're idly fingering her. She squirms a little, but adjusts without comment. You figure you can make this more fun and relieve some of the pressure of a full human's body weight on your arm, reach over with the hand still holding the glass and using the bottom of the glass, push Heather's head towards Ellen's still in motion head with a simple, "Suck on the nutsack whore." Seconds later Heather maneuvers her face around Ellen's and you feel lips and tongue working your balls like she's savoring hard candy. You never shave, so both girls are getting nosefulls of curly black pubes and you can feel the hairs scratching their lips and cheeks as they work. Given the way they're using their mouths, they probably have at least a few on their tongues as well. "Fucking sluts." you groan out just before you take a sip of soda through the straw.