She looked around at the nearly emptied kitchen and then she shouted, "Why the goddamn hold-up?" She giggled and added. "Whose fucking dick does a girl have to suck to get a bunch more dicks to suck around here? Next group please!"
Tommy looked infuriated by her loud, blustering comment. Helen hadn't been trying to antagonize him, but I guessed that the asshole gene was dominant in their Solitto bloodline.
He began pulling in groups of forty and fifty at a time, and what happened after that sent everything right off the rails.
The next group that poured into the kitchen was at least twice as large, maybe fifty guys, and they didn't wait for instructions. I could see why this group of men were different. They weren't the average townies that had been coming through, all working guys and school boys. This group was made up of mostly bikers and bar brawlers with tattoos, leather vests and facial hair. They went right to work getting their dicks sucked, yipping and hooting as they chose the whore they liked most. Every girl on her knees, seven of them with Brandy now strapped up on that table, was surrounded by at least three men.
Helen had attracted ten or twelve, and my wife looked delighted at their arrival. She smiled and went right to work, a dick in each hand and one in her mouth.
Unfortunately, one of these ruffians immediately reached down and pushed his hand into Helen's white panties from behind, grappling and rubbing her vagina. Helen didn't seem to mind.
Even when he stuck at least one of his fingers up into her pussy, she barely seemed fazed, sucking all three cocks in her hands and mouth in turns, moving from one to the other after every couple of strokes with her mouth. Yeah, Helen didn't mind that fingerfucking at all.
I minded, though. These goons could flip any one of these girls over at any time and turn this suckfest into a fuckfest, and that was not a part of any fantasy I ever had. I noticed Janet getting the same treatment, a hand inside her red teddy, fingering her pussy.
She looked fine with it, as well.
It made sense that our wives would be okay getting their pussies handled. Both of them had sucked nearly a hundred cocks and drank all that cum, and they had enjoyed doing it. So, naturally, their neglected pussies were probably soaked and craving the attention.
My problem was in me not wanting this to devolve into a massive gangbang, because once that genie popped there would be no getting it back into any bottle, not with so many horny and rowdy lowlifes crowding around these girls.
I shouted very loudly with bass in my voice, "Do NOT touch the girls! Repeat! Hands OFF the fucking GIRLS!" Moving behind my wife, I slapped the tattooed arm of the guy who was fingerfucking her, so hard that it flew out of her panties and he yelped in pain.
I shouted again, my face in his. "TOUCHING will get you EJECTED!" Looking around the room, I repeated, bellowing as loud as I could, "DO NOT TOUCH THE GIRLS!"
I was gratified to see several groping hands pulling back from the Asian girls, and the guy who had been molesting Janet's pussy had also pulled his hand away.
An Asian girl showed up with a mouthful of cum for Helen, who caught it and gobbled it down in two or three seconds, immediately catching another load from the cock she was working, and swallowing that down, as well.
I heard clip-clopping and saw more Asian cum deliveries on their way for both girls. Billy began shouting out numbers for red and white faster than he had shouted them all night.
Then I heard Brandy shouting, "Holy Cow! Oh my Gosh! It's too much! Jeee-hee-heeeez!" Looking over, I saw she was no longer strapped to the table. A large fat biker had her cradled in his arms and was standing straight, bouncing her up and down on his cock like she was his fuck toy. Another guy was behind her fucking her in the ass. Brandy was getting a big cock in front and another one from behind at the same time. And, on top of that simultaneous pussy and ass pounding, a line of at least five guys had formed behind her, waiting for their turn to fuck her ass.
Brandy was already getting the very same treatment I had feared might happen to Helen and Janet, a free-for-all violent gangbang.
I shouted, "ONLY BLOWJOBS over here!" I pointed at Brandy and shouted, "If you want pussy or ass GO OVER THERE!"
Yes, I know I'm an asshole, but what could I do for Brandy? This was a scary mob, and they could turn on my wife or Janet at any moment and do whatever the hell they wanted to do to them, too. I had to throw Brandy under the bus. It was a matter of survival at that point, and not everyone would survive.
Several of Helen's and Janet's potential blowjobs broke away and wandered over toward Brandy, but that girl was swamped. Brandy began crying out incoherently in protest. Apparently, she was too busy getting pounded in both holes to form actual words.
More men crowded in around her.
I couldn't even see her anymore. The group of cheering and hooting guys that surrounded her was so large that all I saw was the top of her blond head popping in and out of view. I did feel bad for the girl as she bounced up and down on that big biker's cock and, of course, whosever's cock was fucking her from behind, but she had asked for this. Still, I don't think the poor thing had realized what she was getting herself into.
Now, unfortunately, she knew, but there was nothing anyone could do to stop that mob. I just hoped those assholes wouldn't fuck that poor dumb girl to death.
Asian girls kept coming, spitting their loads in Helen's and Janet's mouths, as both girls kept extracting their own loads from an endless line of cocks.
Billy, I am certain, had lost track, but kept trying to count the number of loads Helen and Janet swallowed. I only saw him miss a couple, both of them Janet had swallowed, but had gone unannounced, yet I am sure he must have missed at least one of Helen's swallows, too.
It was all just happening way too fast.
Watching Helen and Janet suck so many dicks and swallow load after load from all these strange cocks and catching more cum in their mouths from the endless deliveries supplied by Asian prostitutes with mouthfuls of sperm, I began to get sexually aroused by this madness for the first time.
It seemed like both our wives had gotten into some kind of cum feeding frenzy zone, not thinking, just drinking, and the more loads they devoured from each ejaculating cock or dribbled into their mouths from an Asian prostitute the more loads they seemed to want.
I saw Helen drink three huge loads in quick succession, one after another, and then look around for a fourth. The look of frustration on her face at not immediately having another load to swallow was followed by her lunging toward the nearest hard dick and deepthroating it. She performed her horny, milkmaid technique on that hapless guy so urgently that it made me jealous. In ten or twelve inspired pulls from the root of his cock all the way up his shaft by Helen's hungry mouth he cried out and filled her mouth. She greedily suckled the head of his cock, gulping down everything he gave her without hesitation. His entire store of sperm had coursed directly from his balls to her belly without ever seeing the light of day.
I saw his stunned face as Helen released his spent dick and lunged for a new one. That had probably been the best thirty seconds of his life. He wandered off, lifting his pants and smiling contentedly, as one of the goons directed him toward the rear corridor.
Helen had forgotten all about him, swallowing yet another load of cum before the last man she had swallowed had even zipped up his fly.
As time went by and the number of men waiting to be serviced began to diminish, the one thing I heard that got my attention toward the end of this chaotic group of fifty was Billy shouting, "That's number one hundred for white!"
