"God, Bill," I moaned. "Your wife is nice and tight."
"Fuck you!" Bill yelled.
"Sorry, Bill. I'm having too much fun fucking your wife." Erin's legs wrapped around my waist, tight, and her hips were fucking me back.
"Oh, god!" Erin moaned. "He's deep in my pussy, Bill."
Bill panted, he was fucking Jessie hard now. "It doesn't feel as good as my cock?" he asked, desperately.
Erin moaned. "It feels different." Erin started watching her husband fuck Jessie. "Is her pussy better than mine?"
"It's, oh fuck, different," Bill panted.
"Oh, I'm gonna cum!" gasped Jessie. She let out a muffled squeal as she came.
"Oh that feels amazing," Bill groaned, fucking Jessie hard and deep. "Here it comes, whore!" Bill came in Jessie's pussy and then pulled out and stumbled back, panting. Then he grabbed my shoulder and tried to pull me out of his wife. Luckily her legs were wrapped tight around me, keeping me buried in her inviting cunt.
"Let go, Bill," I ordered. "Stand there and watch me fuck your wife. You can jackoff, if watching your wife getting fucked turns you on."
Jessie was stretching, a flood of cum running down her legs. "Thank you, Bill," she said in her bubbly voice, "I had a lot of fun satisfying you."
I looked at the crowd watching. "Jessie, bend back over that counter. There are plenty of men who still need satisfaction." I looked at the crowd, fucking Erin slowly. "Who wants a go on Jessie." A pimply faced Best Buy employee named Kevin shot his hand into the air faster than any of the other guys there. "Kevin, start fucking her cunt. Anyone else who wants to fuck her, form a line."
Jessie squealed in delight as Kevin buried his cock into her cunt. "Oh, god, I've wanted to fuck you for so long," he moaned. Several men formed a line behind him. The pimply faced kid pumped his hips like a jackhammer and came in just a few strokes before he stumbled away gasping for air. The next guy in line, an overweight fifty year old, stuck his cock into Jessie's messy pussy.
"Come on, Erin, I'm sorry," Bill pleaded. "You don't need to keep fucking him."
"You came in that slut's pussy," Erin hissed accusingly, writhing her hips as I fucked her, "so he can cum in my pussy!"
"Sorry," Bill mumbled.
I groped Erin's large tits through her dress and bra, feeling hard nipples. Erin nibbled on my ear and clawed at my back. "Are you enjoying watching me get fucked, Bill?" Erin asked her husband.
"No," Bill answered.
"Then why's your cock hard?" Erin asked. "Hmmm, its getting so hard. You like watching your slutty wife getting plowed!" Her pussy was squeezing pleasantly on my cock. "I like you watching, honey. It's making me feel so sexy and naughty!"
"Does it, Erin?" Bill asked, hesitantly.
"Mhh," she moaned. "It does. Knowing you're getting hard watching me is making me so hot."
My hand slid down her back, squeezing her ass. I pulled her skirt up exposing her butt and slid my fingers down her crack and pushed one into her asshole. She gasped and bucked on me and gave a throaty laugh. "Ohhh, I like your finger up my ass," she cooed in my ear. "Bill never plays with my asshole."
"It's dirty," he protested.
Erin's cunt squeezed my cock as I fingered her ass. "Oh, god! I'm such a slut!" she moaned. "Watch as I cum, Bill!" Her cunt spasmed on me as she came, milking my cock and I moaned and came deep in her, spurting my cum three times into her womb. I pulled out and she smiled at her husband. "Stick your cock in my cum filled cunt," she begged her husband.
Bill stared lustfully at his wife, stroking his cock. "I want to, Erin," he moaned.
"Then hurry up, Bill," she panted. "My cunt's all wet and sticky."
"You can move again, Bill," I told him. Bill was in his wife by the time I finished the sentence, her limbs wrapped around each other and lips meeting in a passionate kiss.
"You're cock feels so good in me," Erin cooed.
I grabbed my camcorder from Oscar. "Thanks," I told the manager. "I want you to grab some extra memory cards, the best windows laptop you have, and some accessories. Ring them up for me for free and leave the bag at the front register for me. Then you can join in the orgy."
"Of course, sir," Oscar said and headed off to follow my orders.
With the camera I surveyed the crowd of about twenty people who were watching. Most were guys, but there were a few attractive women in the mix. So, I ordered them forward. There was a raven-black haired beauty, tall and busty, named Marcy. Fatima was a dusky, middle-eastern girl of about nineteen wearing a headscarf, conservative blouse and long, lack skirt. There were two blondes. Veronica was the one with a bad bleach job and red highlights, and Ashley was the blonde with sea gray eyes and huge breasts, easily 48DD. I all five stand front and center before the crowd.
"Ladies," I ordered them. "Pick a partner and start fucking." I looked at the crowd. "If they choose you, do what they want."
Marcy, the raven-haired woman went to her boyfriend and started rubbing his cock through his pants. "You got something for me, Joey?"
The man smiled. "Oh fuck yeah, Marcy." Marcy pulled out Joey's cock and devoured it, bobbing her head furiously as Joey moaned, "Fuck that's good."
She popped the cock out of her mouth. "You like it, sugar?" she asked, the licked up the shaft and sucking this cock back in her wet mouth.
"Love it when you suck me, Marcy."
The Veronica had pulled a man out of the crowd. I saw a wedding ring glinting on her fingers as she fumbled with his belt. Another man, her husband I presumed, watch dumbfounded. Veronica got the stranger's cock out, and stroked his dick before pointing to the floor. The guy laid down, cock erect, as Veronica shrugged out of her jean shorts and blue panties. I zoomed in on her pussy and found a patch of neatly trimmed, brunette hair and thick, protruding pussy lips. She straddled the guy and sat down on his cock. She let out a low, throaty moan as she sank down on all the way on the cock and started riding him reverse cowgirl style. She motioned to her husband and when he walked over she pulled out his cock out and started licking and sucking on it.