Suddenly, the women broke out in song. Just as amazing that there was an Earth Day song by none other than John Denver the clean cut guy of the music industry, now deceased in a freak plane crash, it was even more amazing that the women all knew the words to it.
"Celebrate morning—
The cry of a loon on a lake in the night,
The dreams that are born in the dawn's early light . . .
Celebrate morning.
Celebrate living—
The laughter that sings in the heart of a child,
The freedom that flies at the call of the wild . . .
Celebrate living.
Celebrate evening—
The stars that appear in the loss of the sun,
Whispering winds, 'We are one, we are one' . . .
CHORUS
Celebrate Earth Day, every day,
Celebrate Earth Day, every day . . .
Celebrate land and sea,
Celebrate you and me—
Celebrate Earth Day, every day . . ."
When Jimmy walked in the living room still wearing his elephant underwear, the women again stopped singing this stupid Earth Day song, Celebrate Earth Day Every Day to stare at his half erect cock hidden inside the grey satin elephant underwear.
If the song wasn't annoying to begin with, it was more annoying with a group of drunken and high women singing it. The fact that the women were drunk from the alcohol, high from the brownies, and horny from trying on sexy lingerie while Jimmy ogled their semi-naked and sometimes naked bodies, made him the star of the Earth Day lingerie party.
Thank God they stopped singing when he appeared in the room because he was getting a wicked headache, probably from the combination of having one too many glasses of punch and one too many brownies.
"Jimmy!" They all said as a delayed group out of unison. "Come join us."
Casually, as if totally dressed, the women all sat around in their bras and panties or nightgowns that they just purchases from the Green Earth Clothing Company. He was seeing their sexy lingerie before their husbands or boyfriends even got to see them.
The twins put some music on and started dancing. Then more women got up and started dancing. Never had he seen so many bouncing tits. With the women so scantily clad, he felt like he was Hugh Hefner at a Playboy pajama party.
They pulled him up off the couch and surrounded him while dancing provocatively, suggestively, and seductively. Oh, yeah, the hormones were flying, now. Maybe it was from watching Jimmy's cock sock keep rhythm with the music and maybe it was a combination of the alcohol and Hashish, but the women were depraved, horny, and loud.
As they danced they touched him everywhere. He had two and three women hanging off of him, at all times. Diane pretended to be asleep as she watched her husband being molested and as she watched him taking inappropriate liberties with all the women.
Suddenly, someone said, "Strip." It carried forward in a wave of drunkenness. "Strip! Strip! Strip!" Jimmy, of course, assumed that the ladies wanted to strip, but their intent was to see him naked. They wanted to see his cock.
Karen emerged from the bedroom finally and tossed Jimmy a towel. He hopped on the coffee table and started dancing erotically with the towel. He looked over at his wife and Diane was passed out pretending to be asleep in the arm chair. Before he realized what he was doing, he stripped off his elephant underwear and tossed it to the redhead. His erect cock was bobbing and swaying to the beat of the music as the women surrounded him with their hands and mouths.
Quickly, he wrapped the towel around him as the music blared and the women cheered. He approached Elaine and opened his towel. Immediately, she took the hint and took his cock in her hand before falling to her knees. She looked up at him with those big blue eyes before taking him in her mouth and sucking him while stroking him.
It was like that for the next hour with each woman taking turns mouthing Jimmy's cock, first Elaine, then Sue, then Betty, Laura, and June. He felt his neighbors' hands everywhere as he had the four women kissing him, touching him, and mouthing his cock. As an act of community service, Jimmy was doing all that he could to show his neighbors that he was not only a good host but also a good neighbor and willing to do whatever he can to improve his neighborly relations. None of the women were shy in taking his cock in their mouth.
Next, his mother-in-law took her turn. She allowed him to climb up on her lap and, with his knees on either side of her slim thighs, he wiggled his cock in front of her face. He held his erect penis between his thumb and index finger as he wiped his cock and pre-cum along the open lips of his mother-in-law. When she stuck out her tongue and swirled it around the tip of his cock, in a quick movement with a hump and a hand to the back of her neck, he inserted his cock deep in her mouth and she took him all in.
Everyone watched Stella twirl her tongue around her son-in-law's cock while blowing him. Certainly, as this wasn't the first cock in Stella's mouth, this wouldn't be the last either. She proved to be quite the mature cock sucker. Matter of fact, his mother-in-law was a real pro at sucking cock. He reached his hand down her nightgown and pulled out her tits, first one and then the other. She blew him while he fingered her erect nipples.
Next, it was Karen's turn finally. He had been waiting to have sex with Karen ever since he married in the family and ever since she blew his mind when French kissed him on his wedding day. She was such a cock teaser, but on this day, Earth Day, she blew him as if he was a rock star and she was his groupie.
With Jimmy as the lone star of this CFNM review, Karen sucked him with violent head movements and all those great cock sucking sounds that men love to hear to convince them that the woman who is blowing him is having the time of her life sucking his cock. Although he really wanted to shoot his load, somehow he held back from cumming in her mouth.