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After a few more hours, they called another halt. Sia and Emma washed up again and, as agreed, split the last fresh cheerleader uniform. Sia wore the top and Emma wore the bottom.

As well, Mr. Okamura ordered another helping of Chinese. The order arrived shortly, delivered by a cute girl around Sia and Emma’s age. She smiled smartly at Mr. Okamura, sniffing the sweat-soaked air.

“The other delivery guy said there was a bit of a party going on here.” The girl pushed her tongue teasingly against her cheek. “A thousand dollars and I’ll join in.”

Mr. Okamura nodded slowly. “As long as you realize, in this party, you do more than dance.”

“Oh, I can’t dance,” she said. “But I do everything else… name’s Patti.”

Patti pushed into the main room. The men were surprised by her brazen appearance. Sia and Emma stood silent in their half-uniforms.

"Okay, down with the zippers, guys," Patti said.

"Huh?" one of the men questioned.

"Out with the cocks," Patti hissed. There were eight men standing there, and they did as they were asked. They pulled their zippers down.

Emma looked from one cock to the other. One boy had an especially big prick. His cock hung in a curl from between his legs. Sia spied it and walked to him. She grabbed his cock and held it tightly. She watched as his prick grew in her hand.

"We wanna teach you men about pleasure," Sia said.

"Yes, real pleasure," Emma said. "Who wants to fuck me?"

She sat down on a bench, pulled her gray miniskirt up over a pair of pink panties. Rod Okamura, Mr. Okamura’s son, was the first to respond.

"I want to," he said.

"Well, do it then," Emma said.

She pulled her panties down, lay back on the bench, spread her legs wide, her feet flat on the floor, and waited.

Rod's cock blossomed.

His prick didn't look big at first, but as it erected, his prick became like a balloon filling with water. He took after his father. His prick was thick, and as Emma watched it rise, she guessed it must be at least ten inches long. He lowered himself over. Emma.

She reached up for his cock. She fisted it and pulled his cockhead to her pussy. She rubbed his prick up and down her clit and slicked it into her cunt.

"Oh, baby," the boy gurgled.

Sia was already down on the boy who had the giant cock. She sucked his prick voraciously. Her brown hair slapped at her back as her head dipped up and down on his prick.

The boy groaned in pleasure.

Patti surveyed the men and picked out a blond boy. He had a cute prick, and it was already hard as rock. She wanted that prick, because she knew she could get it all in her pussy, and that's what she wanted. She wanted to take a prick all the way.

She smiled at the boy. She didn't know his name and she didn't care. She propped herself up on a table, pulled up her skirt and whipped down her panties.

The boy moved between her legs. She grabbed his cock and stuffed it in her spritzing pussy.

"Ah, yeah!" she gulped.

His cock slicked easily all the way into her cunt. He was into her up to his balls.

Rod was humping up and down on Emma on the bench. His cock slammed at her pussy. It was a hard, raw fuck. It was full of passion and pleasure.

Emma bumped her ass up and down on the wooden bench as she met his bulldozing strokes, and as she fucked the boy, she thought how she'd just drop her panties anytime for a good, hard fuck like this. This was real pleasure.

Sia lay down with the bay and his big prick. He climbed over her. They lay on the floor. He slugged his cock into her pussy.

"Good, good!" Sia whimpered.

The other five men stood in amazement at what was happening. They were all hot. Their cocks were rigid and thumping. "Jack off!" Sia yelled.

The men grabbed their cocks. Who would they watch as they jacked off? Would they watch them all fuck? Would they have a favorite fucking couple?

They pumped furiously on their cocks as Sia, Patti and Emma fucked for them. A fucking show! A glorious fireworks of fucking and pumping. Humping and screwing. The men jacked wildly on their pricks...

Emma was taken with emotion like never before. There was a smell, a pungent, delicious aroma filling the room. She fucked Rod's cock.

"Emma," he mumbled. "I've always wanted to fuck someone like you. God, I've always wanted to fuck you like this."

"Well, now you are, Rod, so get me while you can. I may never let you fuck me again."

Sia's ass thumped in a loud splat up and down on the floor as she fucked the boy with the big prick.

Patti was delighted that she finally had a cock all the way in her pussy, she couldn't stand the thrill of it. She came fast and furious up on the table. She spread her legs wide as the boy bounced his cock in and out of her.

Emma felt the oozing pleasure slosh through her. She came. She loved it. She wanted to come all the time. She threw her arms around Rod's neck.

"Fuck me, honey!" She yelled, then pulled his head down and kissed him.

The five men came. Their cocks sprayed. There was a shower of cum.

Sia lay there taking his big cock and watching the cocks froth and squirt.

"Oh, Jesus Christ!" she yelled. "Good! Good! All that cum!"

Emma broke out of the kiss and twisted her head to see the sprinkling cocks. Two men were standing only a yard from her and Rod. She watched the cream spill from their pricks. A big goop of juice hit her on the cheek, then she felt more cream splat on her forehead.

Rod's cock foamed in her pussy. He gave her a full load. The juice roared into her.

She was weak, faint. She was quaking with her inflamed orgasm.

"Oh, what pleasure!" Emma sighed, and fell into a deep swoon of ecstasy.

Oh, how lucky she was, she thought. How lucky to be Sia’s friend, to be learning so much, and having so much pleasure and fun in the process. Another shudder of ecstasy trembled through her. "Oh, what pleasure," she mumbled again, a delicious smile on her pretty face.

***

As things turned out, Sia wasn't any more able to cope with all the excitement of this new kind of sex than innocent little Emma was. In another hour they were both sprawled out on the floor, stark naked and snoring blissfully.

"Hey, you two, wake up," called out Mr. Okamura, stretching out one foot to kick the still-sleeping figures of Emma and Sia. "Get up, you two. You can’t be lying down on the job! Your job is getting laid!"

"Huh? What?" Still slightly dazed from the effects of their first group sex, Emma was only half-awake, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes with one fist. Sia, on the other hand, was wide awake at the mere mention of the word "laid", and now she was glancing hungrily at the pieces of male flesh that stood before her, paying particular attention to the slowly tightening bulges in the crotches of their pants.

“We want to give you a little token of our esteem,” Mr. Okamura said, gesturing to two of the younger men in the room. “William and Al are the two men who do the best for themselves outside of these little gatherings. The ladies love them. I’d like you and Emma to each take one and enjoy yourselves before the rest of us have a go.

Emma was fully awake now, and she was standing beside her best friend. Together they stood examining these two boys just as closely as the boys were examining them.

At first glance Al was the more appealing choice of the two. He had a bronzed, muscular body that tended to turn on the chicks on sight. Not only that, but dangling between his legs was one of the most delicious-looking organs that young Emma had ever encountered, which in her case was saying a lot. 

The big drawback with Al, though, was that even though he had such fantastic equipment he didn't really know the right way to use it. To his mind was still largely a brutal affair, a matter of grasping and gasping and ramming his meat forcibly into some chick until he threatened to tear her apart. Until Al learned the proper way to use his otherwise excellent equipment, any girl he had sex with would find it a very ‘interesting’ affair indeed.

William, on the other hand, was not a particularly well-developed specimen of masculinity, and at first glance his cock looked like some sort of a practical joke. If looks were the way to judge a man's sexual performance, then William was an absolute dud.

As it happened, though, even though William didn't have very much in the equipment department he sure as hell knew what to do with it and how to use it. Because of all the men there, William was by far the most well-versed in all forms of sexual pleasure. He knew every kind of sex game ever invented and he knew ways to turn on a chick that most guys had never even dreamed could be possible. Unfortunately, though, his equipment was so shoddy that even he couldn't do a fantastic amount with it.

William and Al were both coming forward now, and each of them was gazing hungrily at both of the two cheerleaders. It was clear to Sia that the guys were having just as much trouble trying to decide between her and Emma as she was trying to decide between the two of them. For the first time she found herself wondering how the boys that she went to bed with tended to rate her.

At the very last moment, however, Sia, with her typical determination, took the whole matter into her own hands. Pushing past her friend she stepped up to Al and reached out with one sex-starved hand to grip his squirming cock and give it a good hard squeeze. "Come on, Al baby," Emma could hear her saying, "whip it out and let me get at it, because I'm gettin' hotter and hornier by the minute."

A moment later the girl and her muscular companion were heading off towards a far comer of the room. Emma watched them go, and then a moment later she was being confronted by the other boy, William. "Well, baby," he murmured with a libidinous grin, "it looks like it's just you and me here. What say we get a little something on, huh?"

William wanted this woman. He wanted to have sex with her. But there was much more to it than that. He didn't want to merely fuck her. He wanted to make love to her. He wanted her to want him just as badly as he wanted her, and even then some.

William knew all about arousing women. He knew just what made them tick and just what turned them on. He had been gathering research on the subject for years and honing his skills through constant practice and discipline. In a way he was overcompensating for the fact that he had so little going for him physically. He was ready for this girl Emma, and he wanted it to provide as much pleasure for both of them as would be humanly possible.

He began to caress her slowly and teasingly, running his hands so large and rough-looking against her own flesh, up and down her body and from side to lovely side. And as he did so Emma looked down at him and smiled. She knew that this was going to be an extremely enjoyable fuck for both of them, and she was certainly looking forward to it.

William peered down at her fresh upturned face and gave a strangled cry. "God, how I've wanted this!" And then he was bringing his mouth down on top of hers so that he covered it completely, practically smothering her in the process.

Emma felt his tongue pushing with such great urgency inside her mouth and she tongued him right back. The delicious sensation brought a fresh stream of cunt-juice welling up within her anatomy, and she shivered from the sheer delight of it. Emma gave a sigh of pleasure and lay down.

"Fuck me," she murmured, spreading her legs. She was more relaxed now and waited to see what he was going to do next. She closed her eyes, and in the self-imposed darkness she could feel his nose pressing into her face and the way that his heavy, mannish breath practically burned its way into her flesh.

She slid her arms and hands up and down on his back, slipping them under his shirt so that she could feel the bare skin beneath. She felt William giving a wriggle of pleasure from the experience. "That's my little girl," he whispered gently. "Now you've really got the idea, honey!"

By this time he had his hands underneath Emma's body and was squeezing her ripe delicious ass-cheeks as though they were luscious young honeydew melons. He started almost in disbelief at the way her tits jutted almost straight out from her body and the way that the twin pink tips were so hard and perky. He began to suck on one softly while squeezing the other with his hot horny hands.

Emma threw her head back and closed her eyes. This really felt good! And then William was switching to the other tit, rolling his tongue around on it, sucking and biting it ever so gently. Then his head went lower. He was licking her belly now, while spreading her legs until they were far apart, almost at right angles in fact. At this point Emma felt a little funny. What was the guy going to do with her now? Just about the only thing predictable about William was that he was completely unpredictable. Emma had no idea what this guy was trying to do now, but she hoped that she was going to like it.

William continued on his downward trek and now had his tongue between the glistening pink lips of her little-girl cunt. Emma fell backwards onto the floor now, groaning with delight. She would never have dreamed in her wildest fantasies that something could feel so good.

Her lover was licking and lapping away on her box like mad by this time, pushing the outer folds of the skin aside with his hot pink tongue in a determined effort to get as far into her cunt as he possibly could. "I want your pussy," he crooned softly. "I want your sweet little cunt. And you're gonna give it to me, baby. You're gonna give it to me right here and right now."

Round and round his tongue went, in and out and through the bush. Up and down, side to side, picking up more speed with every second that elapsed. Emma thought that she was in heaven, this felt so good. Her hips began moving up and down in rhythm with William's lickings, and they were making a kind of erotic music together... the sweetest music on earth.

Emma felt her body undergoing some strange kind of a change. At first she thought that it was going to be just another run-of-the-mill orgasm, but then she knew instinctively that this was going to be far more than that. She was aware of an indefinable tingling sensation in her toes and the tips of her breasts at the same time, and she had no idea at all of what was going to happen to her next. But she could hardly wait!

The two sensations seemed to Emma to be racing through her body towards her cunt, and she supposed that that was where they would eventually meet. It would be extremely interesting to find out what it would feel like when that happened, and the anticipation of the thought made her start humping even more feverishly than before.

Up until this moment William had been merely tonguing the very entrance to Emma's cunt, just the labia. But now, without any further ado, without pausing to waste a single precious second, the boy jammed his thrusting organ far up into her hot juicy little hole.

Emma gasped from the sudden shock of the thrust, and then she found herself letting out a long soft moan of approval, gasping with delight from the sheer passionate pleasure of it all. She could feel him licking and slurping at the steady flow of juice as it gushed out of her body, seeming to relish the delicious taste and the savory smell on his hungry young lips.

Emma started thrusting her hips forwards and backwards now, shoving her hot juicy cunt right down into his face, compelling him to lick her clean, forcing him to eat her out. Not that she had to force him, though. And he never really could have licked her dry, not by any stretch of the imagination. Because as fast as he gulped down the flowing juices, drying off the opening to her pubic orifice, more and more of the hot salty liquid would come gushing out from her opened and rapidly draining snatch, and then he would have to start it all over again. It was damned hard work, but luckily William was the sort of fellow who took delight in his work. Especially when the task was as delightful as this one proved to be.

Eagerly he kept lapping away at Emma's box. He parted her gleaming cunt lips with his extremely talented tongue, forcing them aside and tickling her stiff little clitoris until it seemed to Emma that she was going to explode from the force of all that pent-up passion building to a climax inside of herself.

Actually, by this time William was getting her so fucking hot that she felt absolutely certain she was going to come right then and right there if he didn't stop licking away at the understandably sensitive vestibule to her erotic sensations. But Emma knew that she had to control herself, to make this beautiful gorgeous fuck keep on going for as long as possible. The whole affair would be ever so much more stimulating that way; and ever so much more thoroughly satisfying. William's tongue was by this time forcing its way deeper and deeper still far down into Emma's open and still profusely dribbling pussy-hole. The girl put her head back and moaned quite, loudly, forgetting the fact that there were other boys all around the room who might hear her.

But then she realized that she didn't care if they did hear her. As a matter of fact, now she thought of it, she wanted them to hear her. She wanted to share this wonderful beautiful fuck with the whole wide world.

In and out of her hole went the grinning boy's tongue, and each stroke brought the girl just that much closer to what she had come here for in the first place: that beautiful thing known as an orgasm. She was beginning to think that she wasn't going to ever be able to stop her flow of pussy-juice, that it was just going to keep on gushing out of her forever and ever. By this time Emma was getting a little bit frightened, something that had never happened to her in a sex act before. She was getting a little too hot, a little too excited for her own good, and she knew that that was a dangerous sign.

Just when she thought that she was going to have to scream out, to stop him from completing the passionate powerful thrusting of his tongue into her snatch, he pulled his saliva-coated muscle out of her hole and stood up quickly.

"Suck me!" he shouted suddenly, so abruptly that it took Emma completely by surprise. It was not a request, it was an order: she had been commanded to go down on his member. Emma knew that she did not have to obey this guy, of course; it would be a very simple matter to just get up and walk away. But she wanted to carry out the order somehow. She really wanted to suck this guy off, to give it to him French-style as he had done to her. After all, that was what sexual equality was truly all about.

Without further ado, without even a single word of protest, Emma meekly obeyed. Slowly she rose to her knees, her eyes fastened hungrily upon the fly of William's trousers, the fly that he was now slowly undoing with one shaking hand. It took him a little while to whip it out, because he was so excited, but after a while he got hold of the thing and was dragging it out forcibly. And once it was out, Emma was delighted to see that it was larger and harder than she had been led to expect, and certainly much more beautiful. The veins could be seen clearly, protruding from the sides of the thin-skinned organ, and a sure sign that William was well on the way to having an orgasm of his own. 

The blonde girl gazed at the organ as thoughts of pure sexual lust flashed into existence within her brain. There was a single gleaming drop of liquid at the very tip of the hot red cockhead, and somehow or other this served to make the entire organ look deliciously kinky to the girl. She couldn't wait to get her greedy little mouth wrapped around that thing.

She paused for a moment to gather her breath, like a carnival acrobat about to begin a routine. And then with one mighty plunge Emma sunk her hot wet lips all the way down upon the quivering, pulsating cock shaft.

She choked violently as William, no longer able to control himself, started ramming his cock in and out of her mouth with driving passion. He shoved it further and further into her all the time, and Emma sucked on the thing as best as she could, although this was rapidly becoming harder and harder for her to do.

"Oh, baby," she managed to moan out through a morsel of the hot man-meat, "Let me go down on it farther. Let me go down on it all the way. Let me..."

"Whoa, girl, let’s call a time-out," he gasped finally. "You're one hell of a messy eater. Why don’t we get you cleaned up before this gets any dirtier?"

She gazed at him for a while as if she didn't understand. And when she didn't move, he circled her waist with his arm and hauled her up off the floor. His throbbing cock dangled against her thigh and drooled cum onto her stockings. She tried to grab it but he was already carrying her to the bathroom.

He placed her on her knees in the tub and climbed in to stand in front of her. His cock loomed over her and she gazed up at it dumbly. She thought he wanted her to suck it again and she reached up her hand and moved her mouth toward it. But he stopped her. His hand gripped her shoulder and held her two feet away from his cock. He stared down at her with a weird light in his eyes.

"You're a very dirty girl. You need to be hosed down," he said quietly. He held his cock in his free hand and aimed it down toward her.

Emma had no idea what he was up to. She squatted there on her knees and waited, her mind still foggy with her climax. Only when she fell the first trickle of hot fluid against her stockinged thigh did she come awake. Her eyes widened and she glared at his cock in disbelief.

He was coming on her. A small stream of white cum had begun to flow from his cock and it was jetting against her thigh. She watched it, too amazed to speak. She saw the stream grow stronger and angle sideways into her crotch.

"Your pussy is all messy with coming. It needs washing," he grunted. He directed the now strong jets of cum onto her soiled crotch, hosing away all the orgasmic cream she'd spilled there.

This was like some weird dream, Emma thought. She watched with stunned eyes as the jetting stream of cum washed over her crotch. She wasn't even surprised when he directed the jets higher, dashing them against her belly, and then over her big tits. The stream was huge now. It was hot and viscous, and it cascaded over her tits like white honey.

"You're cuming on me," she muttered, as if saying the words out loud would make them believable. "You're cuming all over my belly and tits."

"And all over your face," he grunted, angling the cum even higher. "You’d look good in anything, but you look particularly good in my cum!"

For some reason Emma didn't even try to get out of the way. She tilted her head back and waited, knowing full well what was coming. She felt the hot jets of cum dancing over her tits, her neck, her chin. Then the white-hot shower was raining down on her face, splattering her lovely features in endless streams.

"Open your mouth, baby!" he ordered. "Drink down my seed!"

Without question Emma did as she was told. With the streams of semen still splattering over her face, she gaped wide her lips. Immediately the hot jets were gushing inside, filling her mouth and overflowing her lips. She shut off her throat and spurted the milky fluid up from her lips in shimmering fountains. Sperm poured off her face in sheets.

"Feel it all over your face," he gasped. "Feel all the hot cum you made me shoot! Drink it all down!"

Emma squatted there in the bathtub, gripping the backs of his thighs and tilting her head back helplessly. Streams of cum splattered over her cheeks and into her eyes. It gushed from her mouth and bubbled from her nose; William was one kinky bastard, she thought dreamily.

***

The girl lying naked on the bed in the apartment overlooking Bondi's golden beach looked more like thirty than nineteen. There were dark shadows under her eyes, her blonde hair was matted from exertion, her down-drawn mouth was that of a jaded moll and her legs were spread sluttishly apart. For twelve hours she had hardly ever bothered to change her position unless one of the men asked her to turn over or sit up to suck. 

Her body still glowed with her youth, contrasting with the dull expressionless face. She had "entertained" late into the night. Now she was hardly conscious of whether it was day or night. She didn't care.

There was no feeling left in her except a constant flame of desire in her cunt. Strange, leering faces breathed hot breath into hers; sometimes she was pained, men squeezing her firm young breasts, shoving fingers roughly into her anus, digging their fingernails into the tender flesh of her back and buttocks. Both her lips were bruised and swollen and tasted of cum.

She couldn't count now how many cocks she had taken. There were too many. One after the other. Undressing hurriedly, flopping heavily onto her body, squeezing her breasts, fumbling to find the entrance to her, shoving hard into her wet crotch and kissing hard on her bruised lips as they rammed into her. As soon as the fuck finished in a grunting climax she catch her breath until the man dressed and another came to stand by the bed, dropping his pants to reveal an erect cock and ripping off his shirt; she would watch until the new friend pulled her face around for the expected kiss.

No one stirred until noon. Jake awakened first and rose stiffly from the chair he had slept in; he went to the kitchen where he opened a cold can of beer and found a cigarette. He didn't see Emma's nude form on the couch until he returned to the living room, searching for his shorts. What I need is a quick run into the sea, he decided, to give me an appetite for breakfast. However, seeing the young girl innocently sleeping and no one else around brought his cock rising up, his balls tightening. He lit the cigarette and crept over to Emma's still body but stopped short as he noticed the smashed record player.

I wonder who broke it, he mused, taking a long swig at his beer. Wouldn't be Hugh or Okamura, and certainly not Sia—must have been bloody old Red! Where in the fuckin' hell is everybody? Opening the bedroom door he found Hugh and William asleep, their arms crossed over Sia.

He wakened them, brought cold beers and told them of finding the wreckage that had once been a record player. Sia quickly tumbled out of bed to view the damage, giving a kissing suck to Hugh's cock in the nerve-tingling section just below the head as she went. “I'm turned on to men's cocks now!” she told Hugh merrily, although she avoided Jake's pass as she rushed out to waken Emma. 

She shook Emma into consciousness, led her to the bathroom, and then went to prepare them both breakfast. She could see that Emma had had enough—like a small child who’d gone to Disneyland and ridden all the rides, all day, she couldn’t take anymore even if she wanted to. 

After they ate cold cereal, she joined Emma under the shower. They stood close together under the shower, their hair dripping. She drew Emma to her, pressing their wet bodies together.

"You okay, pet? Do you feel sick?" 

Emma threw her arms around Sia's waist, pulling her tighter so that their pubic mounds pressed close together.

"I've become a fucking machine, Sia. I... I just want to be fucked. I love you and I want to be fucked... someone fucked my bottom last night, and I liked it. I’d like Hugh to fuck me. I want to lick your cunt, Sia... I'm a fucking machine..." She burst into hysterical laughter which turned to loud sobs and Sia led her out of the shower recess to rub her dry with a large towel.

"Look baby, I love you too and next weekend we can have more fun and games. You can lick my cunt as long as you want. It's just that you're experiencing sex for the first time. All girls like it. But the party’s over. Time to relax and recharge your body.”

"But don't you see?" the young girl wept as Sia rubbed her long blonde hair with the towel. "I'm so awfully ashamed of myself. I wanted to marry someone nice. I wanted to save it all up for when we were married. Now I'm craving for cock!" She burst into sobs that shook her body. "I want to fuck and fuck..."

She must still be high, Sia thought. They’d passed around a lot of pot brownies to keep the party going when it was getting late. 

She plugged in an electric hair dryer to dry her own hair and finish drying Emma's hair. Emma's emotional outburst calmed under the administration of the hot air blowing through her hair and Sia's caressing hand on her shoulders. When they were dry, Sia put her arm around the blonde and led her back to the bedroom. She changed the sheets, made up the bed and forced Emma to lie back with her head nestling in a pillow while she busied herself with taking their clothes to be washed. She couldn't help looking at the delightful body stretched full length on the bed and the hand carelessly cupped over the golden-fringed pussy. Her fresh panties were already moistening from an excitement stirring in her own pussy. She swore as she looked at her watch. No time for it, no time even to have one last greedy lick at that temptingly delicate creature. At last, with everything clean, most of all them, she leaned over the foot of the bed, parted Emma's pretty pink vaginal lips and kissed her suckingly on the clitoris.

"C’mon, darling. Time to get dressed. We have to head back now.”

Emma moaned, "No, not yet. I want you, oh God, I want you, Sia."

“You’ve got me, Em. Forever and always. But for now, you’re gonna have to have me with our clothes on.”