He put on a black leather biker jacket with a black muscle shirt underneath, he had on bluejeans (the ones that fit him in all the right places, my fa...orite ones) black boots and a silver chain around his neck, giving him that sexy hooligan, bad boy look I just cant resist. We looked at each other, both of us had to resist the urge to tear one anothers clothes off and fuck right there, and ran out the door. We arrived at the club and it was packed. The atmosphere was wildly erotic and. A couple was fucking in a chair in the corner, the woman sitting on the guy’s lap and bouncing her pussy on his cock. While I was taking in the sight, a man began to unbutton Linda’s dress. She shrugged it down so his hands could get to her tits, and she was humping against the hard-on I could see in his pants. ‘Linda!’ I cried. I didn’t mean to yell that loud, but it looked like it would take a lot break her concentration. “Yes dear?” “What is this madhouse?” “ An orgy, dear.. My arms and legs started shaking and I slumped sideways onto the counter. My orgasm was on me and my body was shaking. Sounds were coming out of me that I couldn't control. Purring, moaning and constant stream of "Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh fuck," were flowing uncontrolled from my mouth. Greg stood up and quickly unzipped his pants and freed his cock. Without slowing down he thrust his cock completely into me causing me to gasp loudly. Once he was inside me I squeezed him with every muscle in my. ‘Last time I’m holding a party in here. It’s a mess.’ ‘Isn’t he a cutie?’ the student remarked. Helen never really liked the Australian accent and the sound of the girl’s voice made her shiver. ‘I’m really pleased you invited me Helen.’ She said. It was bound to happen. An open invitation posted on the snack bar wall. A bad idea now, Helen thought. She did not even know most of the people who attended the party. Infact, she never expected to see so many turn up. Helen raised herself onto her.