Orgy Mansion by Bill Ward

Excerpt: Orgy Mansion

Orgy Mansion Part I

Big Dick, Big Tits, Big Surprise

It was a pleasant journey for Bob and Helen Frost as they drove north on route 9W along the Hudson river toward West Point. It was an especially pleasant journey for Bob, for from the moment they took their Mercedes out of their apartment house garage on East 74th street in New York City, Helen had her husband’s massively swollen cock buried in the glorious warmth of her mouth.

On a couple of occasions Helen would take what she called her cigarette break, returning to her perpetual cocksucking with renewed vigor. “It certainly was thoughtful of your Uncle Harry to provide us with this party and wake after his demise, and prior to the reading of his will on Monday … slurp-slurp … as his sole survivor I imagine that he’ll leave you his entire estate,” gurgled Helen through a mouth that was crammed to the bursting point with cock, long strands of seminal drippings dangling down from her heavily painted lips.

“Oh I wouldn’t be too sure, baby, oh that’s it, suck on my balls for a while … you know how that drives me wild … you know how eccentric the old bugger was … he’s just as apt to leave his estate to The Foundling Home for Baby Raccoons,” Bob chuckled as his wife lapped away frantically at his sperm laden balls, her hands masturbating him with that marvelous gentle rhythm that the ravishing temptress constantly used on him.

Helen had a little secret that she intended to keep with her to her grave. Since the day that she met her husband’s uncle on a visit a year previously she had never considered him an old bugger, or even eccentric. She only considered him the man with the biggest cock that she had ever seen.

Excerpt From: Bill Ward. “Orgy Mansion.”