WARNING!! This story contains descriptions of group sex and it is advisable for the ladies to place a protective covering over the chair they are sitting on and for men to have a lubricant available as well as tissue for the clean up. Couples please do whatever you please. The author is not responsible for any tissue damage caused by friction burns or for damage to furniture caused by excess moisture or excess thrusting movements.
I'm sorry that this has taken so long to complete but it is my longest story so far and it just kept getting longer as we added new plots.
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"Oh for fuck's sake Bruce hurry up!!" I said as we sat in the car outside the shop.
"Maybe he's porking Jo again." Sharon replied.
"I hope not." I said. "He needs to save himself for tonight. He's already came three times today."
"I'm sure he'll handle it. I'll go give them a hurry on." Sharon hopped out of the car and dashed across the street. As she approached the house the light in the bedroom went off and the outside light came on as the two of them came out of the building. Jo was wearing a slinky little black dress with a great plunging neck line. A string of pearls highlighted her breasts and matched her hair colour. Sharon was wearing a long red dress that also had a plunging neck line. I love plunging neck lines. The girls had gone to great lengths to tart themselves up. It was futile though. They wouldn't be wearing them long. Bruce and I both simply wore jeans and a polo shirt. No messing about here.
As they came to the car Bruce hopped in the front and the two girls jumped in the back.
"Hi Marcus." Jo said "How are you?"
"Tops, thanks Jo."
"How many people will be at the party?" Jo asked.
"Dunno." I said, "About 30 or so."
"Sounds great doesn't it Bruce."
"Sure does." he said.
Jo was almost falling out of her dress and her and Sharon were very cozy in the back. It was a twenty minute drive along a dirt road to the Boat Club and my poor old Commodore had seen better days. I had been thinking about how Jo could reconcile her Christian beliefs with her wanton behaviour so I simply asked her.
"Jo." I asked "Just tell me if I'm being rude but how did you become such a root rat when you were meant to be doing bible studies?"
"Umm that kind of happened by accident." she shyly started "You probably won't want to hear."
"If I didn't want to hear I wouldn't have asked."
"Ok, I'll tell you." she sat up in the seat and leant over to Bruce. "Some of this might be a bit unsettling darling, but I know you'll handle it."
"Yeah your right mate." he said "Go for it."
"Well we used to go over to Barb and Tom's place for bible readings every Friday night and there would be about 10 of us all being very pious and we would pray and so on all night. About two months ago we were having a meeting and Tom's 20 year old son Paul and his girlfriend Kim turned up with a tray of brownies they'd baked. Now at this meeting we had myself, Barb, Tom, Mary Elliott from mothers club, Bill the postmaster, the Drury's from Sunday school and the Freemans."
"Not the bloody Freemans." I said. "They are so straight."
"Bullshit." Jo laughed. "Those two are sick. They just cover it up with a religious veneer and lots of guilt. Anyway we all had a cup of tea and some of this slice. Lo and behold I soon discovered that I was getting stoned. Paul had baked hash brownies and was getting us all ripped."
"The Freemans stoned." I laughed.
"As we all know hooch is good for relaxing the mind and body and after what seemed like 30 minutes or so I look at Mary and she is rubbing her hands all over her body and going on about being full of the Lords love. Bill was watching her and getting very excited, the Drury's had gone outside for some air and as for the Freemans, well the Freemans were talking about exorcising the evil spirits from within and June Freeman had a hand down her pants rubbing her pussy."
"Fair Dinkum?" I asked.
"Yep they were going off." She continued. "Well Barb got all cuddly with me and her blouse was open a bit so while we watched June rubbing her pussy and Mary rubbing her tits we rubbed each other through our clothes. I was getting really horny now and so I slid a hand down Barb's top and grabbed a handful of tit."
"Nice tits too." Bruce said.
"Oh yeah, well Barb lay back and I undid her top revealing her tits to all and sundry. Bill was rubbing his hard on through his pants and Mary had also begun fiddling with her pussy and still going on about miracles and the Lord's love. Tom had slipped his hand under Barb's skirt and was playing with her pussy. Bob Freeman was really stoned and still eating the brownies and soon was babbling on about punishing the evil harlot. He grabbed June and pulled her onto the floor and pushed her down on all fours. Then he pulled her pants down revealing her arse to us all."
"No way!" I said.
"Then he started reciting bits of Leviticus and Numbers before he pulled his cock out of his pants and slammed it home into her arse."
"You're fucking joking, this is bullshit." I said