Party[5/8](m/f,m/f,m/f) David gazed in awe at Jessie's face, reflecting the mixture of rapture and shock boiling within her as the head of his penis slowly slid deeper into the soft folds of her flesh, stretching open the narrow channel. They felt her trembling labial lips rippling down along the shaft as more and more of him was enveloped by her warm, moist sheathe. Together, they voiced their bliss in a low moan. As he pressed deeper into her, the tip of his thickness touched the taut skin of her hymen. They both gasped at the sensation, but their pressure continued. The tip pressed against the thin barrier, stretching it tight around the flattening head as the shaft continued inward. The moisture within increased, flooding the channel and dripping out onto their thighs. The sheer membrane began to rupture from the tension and they both cried out as it tore away, peeling back around the head as he sank deeper into her. The speed of his penetration increased. They moaned together as she took more and more of him into her. He dug his fingers into her buttocks and she pulled tightly at his shoulders as his penis filled her vagina. Their pubic bones met and they cried out in wonder as they felt him nestled fully inside her, their mating complete. For a moment, they lay motionless, their eyes locked in a dance of desire. Then their lips met and their tongues intertwined as Jessie's buttocks slowly rose and David's bottom pressed into the mattress. His penis moved slowly out, sliding tight though her moist vagina. Her silken flesh rubbed against the underside of his shaft, his rigid flesh rubbed against her swollen clitoris and they both felt the flames of passion burn hotter within them. He withdrew, the head of his penis held only by the grasping lips at her opening and suddenly they both felt the dark loss of their oneness. She thrust down, he thrust up and as they again were overwhelmed by the merging of their beings, the friction of penetration enflamed their desire. Again they separated to provoke the fire, again came the pain of separation, again came the wanton urgency to implant his stiffness deep into her open chamber, to fill her void with his need, to embrace his flesh with her flesh. Again and again his unyielding penis stabbed deep into her welcoming vagina and the flames licked higher, driving them closer to the orgiastic holocaust they both craved. Every eye in the room was on Jessie's buttocks, bobbing up and down under her skirt, and every mind had the same question burning within. Debbie, who was directly behind them, saw only the rutting of Jessie's hips and her bare legs spread wide apart on either side of David's knees. The fluttering of Jessie's skirt allowed Cathy, next to them, to occasionally see a flash of her thigh, but was unable to tell if David had actually penetrated her. Ken and Barry could only stare lustfully at the carnal passion on Jessie's face. David and Jessie continued to pound into each other. Their thrusts became more intense, seeking to embed his penis further and further into her vagina. Then Jessie felt a delicious pressure inside her as the tip of David's penis slid against her cervix. As one, they rolled over and David was on top of Jessie, still jabbing her hips into him, pulling him in even more deeply. He placed his hands on the mattress at either side of her and pulled himself up, arching his back, then began to violently hammer himself into her. David started to grunt with each thrust as he bore down on her, forcing the underside of his penis tighter against the wall of Jessie's vagina with each savage piercing, forcing the shank tighter against her clitoris, making her squeal with each blow, bringing them both closer to climax. They both felt the pressure building within, aching for release, and they both knew it was mere moments away. With Jessie's skirt draped underneath them and David high above her, they all immediately saw the answer to their question. They all could see David's penis, slick with their fluids, sliding in and out of Jessie, her bulging labial lips pulling at the glistening shaft. "Oh, God," cried Cathy. "Uh-huh," Barry grunted. "No, you don't understand," Cathy barked, "Jessie's ovulating! We all are! If David comes in her, he'll make her pregnant!" Through the haze of ecstasy, David heard Cathy's words, but they were meaningless to his enraptured body. Already, the pressure in his scrotum was uncontrollable. His rutting body was past the stopping point. All he could do was cry out, "Jessie! I'm--" Jessie screamed, "Yes, yes, do it, do it, Do It," and her scream became non-verbal as they felt his penis swell up inside her, tightening against her vaginal walls, preparing for ejaculation. She climaxed then. Her body tensed and shuddered as the release washed over her. Her vagina spasmed against the engorging shaft and David felt the contraction begin deep inside him and race along his penis, forcing a thick gush of his semen surging out of him and deep into her. Her scream caught in her throat as she felt his sharp throb, knowing that it meant his seed was inside her. As his penis began to bloat again, David pulled back, then drove himself even deeper into her as Jessie thrust herself up to take him in even deeper and then it pulsed again, squirting another long jet of semen through her cervix and into her womb. Over and over, his throbbing penis thrust deep into her clutching vagina, pumping spurt after spurt, flooding her womb with his sperm. As the last drops of semen drained from David's penis and the waves of Jessie's' orgasm ebbed, David collapsed into Jessie's open arms, his pounding chest against her heaving breasts, their pubic bones still grinding together. They remained with their bodies still joined, their bodies intertwined. Even as their passions waned, they couldn't stop their hands from caressing each other and they kissed long and deeply. When David finally rolled himself from Jessie's body onto the bed, his penis, still rigid, slid out of her still- gripping vagina with a slight slurping sound. The rest stared in astonishment at David's still-rigid penis and Jessie's raw and gaping labia, both coated with the syrupy remains of the violent mating they had just witnessed. Their own passions and desires threatened to overwhelm them. Ken's face reflected his hunger and frustration. The primitive emotions welling up inside him were strange and becoming uncontrollable, and seeing Jessie take not just pleasure from David, but his seed as well, was pushing him over the edge. A primal urge was boiling within him. Barry, too, was reacting to the same bestial impulses. But it wasn't his turn. "My turn," Ken growled. Debbie and Cathy were both fighting their own primeval urges. Unreasonably, they were both aching to mate with David when Ken's guttural outburst broke through their feral impulses. Debbie automatically glanced to the computer screen. She suddenly realized she'd forgotten to start the timer for Jessie and David. "I-- I d-don't know, Ken," she stammered, "I didn't--" With a grunt, Ken moved quickly across the bed and went for the keyboard. He hit a key, then another. The timer screen quickly flashed, then disappeared, bringing up the next round. Ken took in the instructions as he peeled off his briefs, exposing his thick, long penis, by far the largest of the three. Then, as the rest watched in shock, he fell upon the still-panting Jessie, pulling her legs apart and positioning himself between them. She cried out in surprise as, with a single savage stroke, Ken drove the entirety of his rock-hard penis deep into her vagina. She screamed as she felt her vaginal walls violently stretched open by the sudden ravishment within, Immediately he began thrusting himself fiercely in and out of her tight vagina and it yielded to his barbaric instincts. He reveled in the feeling of her warmth grating against the underside of his penis, sending sparks through him. Jessie quickly became accustomed to the massive fullness within, sinking deep into her. She felt an incredibly thrilling pressure inside as the head of his penis rubbed against her cervix as he pounded in. Her screams became rhythmic, crying out again and again in wonder at the orgasmic fire building again within her, this time starting faster and deeper inside, flaring in a different tempo, a different intensity. Her rutting pelvis moved to meet a new rhythm and when she suddenly crested, the waves buffeted her with a new vibration. As Jessie's vaginal spasms clutched again and again at his thick penis, Ken began to growl and his stabbing became even more barbaric. Then his entire body suddenly tensed and with a final violent jerk he pounded Jessie into the mattress, spiking his swelling penis sharply into her as it spat a long stream of his semen deep into her, driving it streaming into her womb. He held her pinned as again the shaft thickened, throbbed and gushed into her, mixing his seed with David's. She felt each tightening flex, each powerful pulse, each inseminating surge, and she spasmed with each rhythmic release inside her, her throat contracting over and over in a silent scream. Spent, Ken pulled out and fell to the bed next to the shuddering Jessie, almost falling on top of David, who was still lying across the foot of the bed. He'd watched Ken's ferocious mating with a strange mixture of hate and lust. Ken's passion momentarily sated, part of him was filled with a hazy puzzlement. He began try to reason out what had just happened. He decided he was too drunk to bother, and whatever he'd done, it felt good. He looked over to Jessie, still twitching from being in a state of constant orgasm through two separate couplings. The expression on her face was that of pure bliss, but he still asked, "Are you all righf sperm now inside her penetrated the egg and made it grow, but, now that their sperm was inside her, there was no stopping it. The seed was in her and she would be pregnant. Within a few hours' time, the egg would be fertilized and her belly would bulge with a baby, David's or Ken's baby, and she couldn't know which one of them had pumped the semen into her that made her pregnant. She'd never know which one of them was father of her child. Her body wouldn't allow her to think about that. It was still shuddering from the aftermath of wrenching orgasms that had flooded her. She loved the feelings flowing through her. She loved the feeling of the hard flesh inside her, loved the sensation of the rigid shaft throbbing inside as it pumped its semen into her. She never felt such ecstasy before and she never wanted it to end. "G-God, yes," she gasped, "oh, God, yes!" Her throaty, passionate reply cut through Debbie. There wasn't much doubt that Jessie was going to be a mother. If somehow David's seed didn't take root in Jessie's womb, Ken's probably would. Nor was there much doubt that if she and Cathy continued playing this game, they'd both end up, like Jessie, pregnant and unable to identify the father. Watching Ken and Jessie's frantic display had aroused a hunger in her almost too strong to ignore. The smell of sex flooded her senses. She remembered Barry's fullness within her only moments before, a rapture that had probably left his sperm inside her. Yet she craved the feeling again. It wasn't just Barry she ached for, but Ken as well and even David. She turned to the computer and pressed the keys to start the next round. She looked at Cathy sharply and said, "It's your turn." Cathy went white. Still staring at Cathy, she ss Ken slid across the bed to face her. He reached around her and fumbled at the strap on her back. Cathy stuttered, "T-the c-clasp is in the f-front." Ken brought his hands to Cathy's quivering breasts. He slid his fingers across the underside of her full bosom and she moaned at the contact. He undid the clasp and her heavy breasts fell free, her nipples dark and taut rising from the pink aureoles. As Ken cupped the plump flesh in his hands, Debbie interrupted. "Cathy, lie on the bed and spread your legs. Ken will bring you to orgasm with his penis. He can't use his hands or his mouth on your clitoris, but the two of you can do anything else that comes naturally." She grinned luridly at Cathy. Shivering, Cathy whispered, "I-- I don't-- I don't want to get pregnant--" Debbie's smile thinned, recalling Barry driving his stiffness into her. "You've still got your panties to protect you." David slid over to Jessie and helped her slide over to lay at the foot of the bed with him. They positioned themselves on their sides, Jessie's buttocks pressing against David's stomach. David wrapped his arm around Jessie and absently cupped her breast with his hand. Jessie watched to see what Cathy was going to do. David stared at the large, pinkish stain on the bed where Jessie had been moments before, then glanced over to Barry, alone against the headboard and glowering at the two of them. David's arm pulled Jessie closer to him. Debbie stared at Cathy, her eyes slits: "It was your idea to come in here in the first place. You started this. Are you going to finish it or not?" Trembling, Cathy slid to the center of the bed and slowly fell backward. Mindlessly, she spread her legs. Her satin panties were saturated with the moist stis hanging out from the thick pubic hair at his groin. It was pointed downward, smaller than it was when it was pressed upon her belly as she sat on his lap. The memory of her orgasm against him sent a ripple of pleasure through her. Ken leaned over her, staring into her eyes and as he lowered himself upon her, pressing his chest against her rolling breasts. Cathy looked up and whispered, "Ken, please-- don't put it in me." Ken said nothing as his continued his descent. Cathy shuddered with a start when the head of Ken's penis slid against her thigh. As he laid his weight upon her, his belly pressed against hers and she felt the base of his penis position itself into the hollow at the top of her labia, the folds open and moist under the damp fabric, and his semi-erect shaft resting firmly upon her clitoris. His hips pushed up and the shank rubbed across her clitoris, making her moan. He pushed down, rubbing himself back along the cleft in her pubic mound and she moaned again. Up and down he slid, massaging fire into her groin, and she began to hump into his strokes. He rested himself on his elbows and caressed her breasts, his fingers teasing her rigid nipples, igniting a fire above to mingle with the fire below. Her thrusting pelvis arched more insistently into his pistoning penis. Suddenly he raised up. His hardening penis sprang forward, the head sliding across her labial folds, still protected by the filmy material of her panties, and it plowed upwards, striking sharply on her clitoris and digging into the top of the cleft. His body lurched down, pressing full upon her, his chest flattening her breasts against his chest. With the head of his penis still lodged within the hollow, the shank fell between her labial lips. He pulled his hips back and the head drove sharply up along the cleft, striking hard on her clitoris, making her cry out, inflaming her fever. It slid back down to the opening, again boring in, again being repelled by the shielding satin and again diverting deep through the folds to pound into her clitoris, again drawing her nearer to orgasmic release. Again and again Ken drove his throbbing need into the fabric guarding Cathy's virgin flesh, and each time he was deflected. Each time it burrowed up the crevice and hammered fire into Cathy's being. Each attempt brought Ken closer to release as the grinding of his penis against the fabric sent sparks into his groin. With each thrust, the insistent shaft tugged and pulled at the protective material, shifting it, pulling it up and away, exposing more and more of the moist flesh between Cathy's widening thighs. Cathy pounded up into the now-rigid staff, the fires within her flaring higher and hotter, bringing her closer to release, unaware that her panties were riding up, threatening to bare the parted lips of her vagina, making penetration inevitable. Suddenly she climaxed and her release washed over her as Ken continued to thrust against the suddenly spasming lips under the suddenly flooded fabric, still pulling up, exposing her labia. The warm slickness against his penis struck sparks within Ken and he moaned in ecstasy as he felt the pressure within become uncontrollable. Ken ground his penis down hard along the cleft and suddenly felt it nestled tight between the warm, inviting flesh of Cathy's bared vaginal lips. With a startled grunt, he dug the head of his penis down into Cathy's labia even as he felt his release washing over him. Cathy cried out at the sudden sharp fullness within her and she pushed hard against Ken's shoulderhere was no way to stop his orgasm. Cathy screamed in pain again as the massive presence suddenly swelled and thickened inside her, pushing tighter upon her hymen, causing it to rupture. Ken groaned as his throbbing shaft pulsed the first thick gush of his semen and sent the creamy seed jetting through the perforated hymen and deep into Cathy's undulating vagina, causing her to quake at the sudden jerking inside. Ken's hips were still, but the head of his penis, lodged firmly within Cathy's vagina and in tight contact with her hymen, swelled and twitched in time with his low grunts, each jerk pumping a rich spurt of potent sperm into her. Cathy's orgasmic thrusting continued to drive her hips up and she screamed with each sharp pulse of the thick knob as it pushed ever more painfully against her hymen, tearing it further so that the tip of Ken's penis poked through. The powerful force of Ken's ejaculation drove his seed deep into her vagina, flooding the passageway, sending it streaming through her cervix and into her womb.