Making love, and plain old lusty fucking, is as inevitable as the sunrise. But suppression of this fundamental truth about the human condition was the...essential goal of all my upbringing and instruction.My body did not agree with the indoctrination of my mind. Figuratively it said, "Fuck it." Literally, it urged me to fuck it. At 18 I had inevitably taken my place in the ranks of testosterone soaked but virginal young men; upshot— I was horny all the time. Nature had me locked in her grasp. My. Barbara finally lay to the side of me, playing with my now limp cock, she massaged my balls, “how would you like a party John” looking rather shocked I asked why? “I dunno just seemed a good idea”. Agreeing to her suggestion we got dressed and sat chatting about what to do, and made a date for it, we set a date and arranged everything, sending out invitations, getting back around 98% of them, we had always thrown great parties, usually ending up naked and in the pool.Kelly invited loads of her. I sat down at the table and just watched as little drops of her cum ran down the inside of her legs while she washed.Hey slut, I said to Jen, why is that cum not going down ur throat? And with that her mouth was all over Nikki's cunt. My cock just started growing and growing as I watched her tounge working on my wifes pussy. Nikki's legs started to buckle a little as Jen gave her her 1st orgasm of the day. Hey slut, my turn I think? Get over here and lick my big balls.I watched with a smile as. Her nose had stopped bleeding by the time she walked through the door of her small one bedroom apartment. The smell of sugar cookies washed over her as she took off her jacket. All year long just the smell of sugar cookies is enough to bring a smile to her face. This time was not no different as a small smile crept to her lips. “Well its about time you came home.” Her mom said stepping out of the kitchen with a try of cookies in her hands. “I know how much you love decorating… what the hell.