Between her legs, Beth sensed that S was nearing his end. Sweating and growling above her, he pushed himself with his great strength against her, deeper and harder . . .faster and faster, until she could feel him touch her very core. Suddenly he slammed his hips forward and roared. A bright light flashed in her head and her insides seemed to burst . . .followed by soothing warmth that washed throughout her ravaged body.

Choking and gasping, fighting to breathe, Beth pulled her mouth off Dan who was watching the dramatic crescendo between the conjoined lovers; the vibrations of their release passed through her mouth - stimulating and triggering the eruption he'd been fighting to keep in check until now. The spent, weary housewife instinctively used her hand to continue pumping his shaft, slippery with her saliva. Her efforts were soon rewarded as Dan groaned loudly and sprayed out his hot, milky fluid - blasting it across her slender neck, shoulder, and arm.

Beth's husband vaguely watched the orgiastic frenzy unfolding around him. The room was filled with the sound and scent of sex. Everywhere he gazed, naked bodies were tangled together writhing and humping. He'd seen his puritanical little wife take on two men with astonishing abandon until she lay crumpled beneath them, bathed in sensual bliss. At this moment a stunning blonde woman, who happened to be his friend's wife, was leaning over Bob's torso sucking his cock furiously while a demented bald butler named Kensington plowed into her from behind. On the bed in the center of the stage, the tall black man had the young bride's legs wrapped over his shoulders; he pounded into her with his amazingly long penis as his own wife rocked back on forth on the young girl's face.

Time seemed to stand still and Bob closed his eyes . . .trying to remember how the hell he got here.

EPILOGUE . . .

Several days later, Beth West found a glossy black package in her mailbox. Opening it, she discovered a videotape inside simply labeled `The Party' and a small hand-written note attached. A smile played across her lovely red lips as she read:

`Greetings, Mr. and Mrs. W. . .

Here is a souvenir of our time together for you to watch and enjoy. Looking forward to the pleasure your company at our next gathering.

Best regards, Your Host'

Beth felt a sudden little shudder pass through her as she skipped up the driveway . . .heading for the VCR.

The End!