That 70's Show-Fireworks at the Foreman's

"Oh God yes," Jackie chirped, sitting on the edge of the hot-tub. Red advanced to the naked nymph and urged her legs further apart. Using both thumbs, he parted her plump lips and watched then cling to his giant crown. He had bent his legs and she was at the perfect height so that when he decided to stand up straight, he would be fully imbedded inside her. Looking down between her legs she saw his tangerine sized head poised at her entrance and was convinced that penetration would be impossible. Red grasped her tiny waist with his calloused hands and held her steady as he flexed his knees and pressed into her. Feeling the pressure against her slit she watched as Red thrust upward, his crown plowing through her slit and into her pussy, "oh shit."

Still looking down, she watched in amazement as inch by inch, Red's massive cock disappeared up into her tiny cunt. Jackie could feel her tunnel being stretched to its limit as Red pushed up into her. He surprised her by pulling her forward, her ass slipping off the side of the tub, and she immediately sank onto the entire length of his cock. "Oh my God," she screamed, feeling like someone had stuck their whole arm up her cunt. She rolled her head from side to side, trying to comprehend the sensation of having Red's horse-cock inside her.

Her little body was so buoyant in the water that Red held her waist firmly and began to lift her off his cock and then jam her back down, impaling her. "Oh fuck," she groaned, feeling Red's cock slide in and out of her stretched out pussy, "fuck me Red...fuck me...fuck me hard." He started to bend his knees and then thrust upward, putting all his weight behind it, causing Jackie's tiny body to rise out of the water and then slap down again. Every stroke made water splash out of the tub as Red fucked little Jackie as hard as he could, his giant cock stretching her tiny hole with every stroke. She wrapped her legs around him, holding him tight as her body convulsed, "oh my fucking God, fuck me...fuck me."

Her orgasm caused her already tight hole to squeeze his pole even tighter, and Red slammed into her as deep as he could, trapping her against the side of the hot-tub. The water felt cool on her naked body, but the inside of her pussy felt like it was on fire as Red came deep into her belly. He ground his pelvis against hers as he pumped his seed into her hole. When he had emptied his balls into her, Red complimented Jackie, "that is one tight pussy you've got there; Steven is a lucky guy, you make sure he pleases you from now on."

"Thanks Red," Jackie panted, "it used to be tight anyway; we all thought Kitty was exaggerating, but you lived up to her praise."

"Well, I try," Red admitted as he climbed out of the tub, his cock hanging between his legs like a python. "I guess I better be getting back to the party before those dumb asses burn the place down."

Kitty was just about to come looking for Red when he pushed his way through the hedge, seemingly dripping with perspiration. "You're just in time," she informed him while carrying a large tray of cupcakes and brownie squares, "I just cut up the brownies and it's time for some dessert."

"I just had mine, but I'll have a brownie," Red stated, chuckling.

"I know that look Red Foreman," Kitty fake scolded, "were you having fun without me."

"Just a little," Red grinned, grabbing Kitty's ass cheek and not caring who was watching.

Pam and Jackie burst through the opening in the hedge and Red winked at his wife as she nodded her approval; then continued around the back yard serving baked goodies. She was a little wobbly on her feet, a result of all the daiquiris and the brownies and she nearly fell into Hyde's lap as she passed the card-players. "Oh Steven, that was so sweet of you to contribute your brownies," she gushed as she set down the tray and massaged his shoulders. "Maybe you could give me the recipe some day," she asked, "they have such a unique flavor. I hope you don't mind that I added some red/white and blue icing."

"No that's great, as a matter of fact if anyone asks, you can take credit for the brownies. Maybe I could help you with that recipe right now if you're not too busy," Hyde volunteered."

She immediately tugged his hand, "right now would be just perfect," she slurred.

"Hey Kelso," take my place here, and don't lose all my firecrackers," Hyde called out.

The poker pot had been made up of firecrackers, and Kelso; who had been in a corner of the yard flirting with Laurie; bounded over to the picnic table and assumed Hyde's cards, "you can count on me Hyde."

"That's what I'm afraid of," Hyde called over his shoulder as Kitty yanked on his arm.

"Oooo burn Kelso," Fez teased him, and Kelso slugged him playfully in the shoulder.

The daiquiris and brownies had also combined to increase Kitty's libido and she actually had no interest in any recipe as she began to drag Hyde toward the cellar stairs, "I assume you keep your recipes down in the basement," she winked.

"Right...that's exactly where I do my best cooking," Hyde answered, "you must be a mind reader."

"I don't have to be clairvoyant to know what a teenage boy wants," Kitty stated as they reached the bottom of the stairs. The duo had always had an unspoken sexual tension between them ever since Kitty had taught Hyde to dance for the school prom. She remembered fondly feeling his erection pressing against her as they waltzed. Kitty immediately began to unbutton her blouse, shrug it off her shoulders and remove her plain white bra. Her breasts where a full 36 C and sagged on her chest, but would still pass the "pencil test." Large brownish areola capped by pencil eraser nipples acted like magnets for Hyde's soft hands. "That's right Steven, take your time...I love to have my nipples sucked," she guided him, "I have heard some complaints that you rush things a bit."

"You have fantastic tits Kitty," he glowed, "Jackie's are like little mosquito bites."

"You know Steven, sometimes the smallest breasts are the most sensitive," she informed him. As he alternately suckled at each nipple, Hyde was unzipping his jeans and shoving them down his legs. "No underwear Steven," she asked.

"No, I never bother with them...too constrictive, besides the Man wants you to wear underwear," he answered as she reached forward to grasp his erect seven incher.

"My thoughts exactly," Kitty agreed as she unzipped her skirt and let it drift to the floor revealing that she was also not wearing underwear.

"You sly fox," Hyde remarked as he saw Kitty's dark blonde bush, "your pussy is exactly like I dreamed it would be."

"Heh, heh, heh, so you dream about me," she teased.

"Wet ones," Hyde admitted.

Kitty backed away from Hyde, turned, opened the chest freezer and pulled out a freeze-pop. Hyde just watched as she hopped up on the freezer, peeled the paper off, and spread her legs. "Now you are going to learn to take your time with a woman...foreplay is everything for a girl, Steven." He just watched in amazement as Kitty nudged the cherry freeze-pop through her bush and inserted it into her slit. She began to slowly fuck herself with the frozen treat and urged Hyde, "now eat me Steven." Leaping at her offer, Hyde dropped to his knees and sucked and nibbled at the cherry pop. He took the stick between his teeth and slid it in and out of Kitty's dripping nest. When the stick came loose, he spit it out and used his tongue to scoop the remaining chunk out of Kitty's pussy and then licked her clean.

"Oh yes," Kitty moaned as her legs shuddered, "now that's how to please a woman...now I think it's your turn." Hopping off the freezer, she led him over to the well-worn sofa and pushed him down in a sitting position, before dropping to her knees between his legs. She held his prick in her hand and without hesitation enveloped the head with her ruby-red lips.

"Oh yes," Hyde exclaimed, "you're the best Kitty. Teenage girls don't do blowjobs." Hyde's seven inches was no comparison to Red's, so Kitty had no difficulty in deep-throating him; her lips all the way down to his balls. Hyde began to thrust into her mouth as she sucked on his hard-on, ready to explode in her throat. But Kitty had other plans and squeezed the base of his cock between her thumb and forefinger, not allowing him to ejaculate. She stood up, straddled his legs and then kneeled on the sofa, her knees on each side of Hyde's body. Reaching down between them, she grasped his rod, pointed it straight up and then smoothly and steadily lowered herself on his cock, sliding it between her slit and into her cunt. "Holy crap that feels good," Hyde grunted as Kitty settled on his lap.

After a few seconds, Kitty looked him in the eyes and asked, "that's enough foreplay...are you just going to sit there or are you going to fuck me?" As if he had been shocked with a cattle prod, Hyde began to piston his hips and thrust up into Kitty's juicy hole. "Yes...fuck me...fuck me hard Steven." For years Hyde had wanted to sink his cock into Kitty, and he was now fucking the MILF of his dreams.

"Your pussy is amazing," he complimented her as he slammed his cock in and out of her.

Kitty's breasts were flopping up and down on her chest when they heard a voice coming down the basement stairs, "hey man...are you down here. Kelso said you were down here."

Leo appeared on the steps and did not seem the lest bit shocked as he advanced toward the couple on the couch. "Hey man, I forgot...are you working tomorrow or am I?"

Hyde had stopped thrusting and angrily said, "jeez Leo, can't this wait?"

As Leo answered, "yeah, I guess so, man," he was nonchalantly unfastening his pants and pushing them down to his ankles. He was also not wearing underwear and his very long prick was rapidly growing. It was about nine inches, but very slender like a hot-dog.

"What the hell Leo," Hyde yelled as Leo kicked off his loafers and pants.

"It's a party man, and she's the hostess," Leo innocently answered.

Kitty, amused at the exchange, laughed, "heh, heh, heh, it's OK Steven, I have another hole," and she leaned forward onto Hyde's chest, presenting her ass to Leo..

Leo had set his beer down on the coffee table, and now picked it up and poured it along the length of his rod. Positioning himself behind Kitty, Leo separated her ample ass cheeks with his hands, pushed forward and easily penetrated her sphincter ring. Not even pausing, Leo shoved forward and buried his slender cock in Kitty's ass hole. Hyde and Leo could feel their penises separated by only a thin membrane as they began to withdraw and then thrust simultaneously. "Oh, yes...heh, heh, heh, now that's nice," Kitty cooed as they fucked her holes. Enjoying the feel of their cocks sliding in and out of her, Kitty added, "that's it boys, be good to your hostess...fuck me...fuck me good."

Her tits squashed against Hyde's t-shirt, Kitty felt them drilling into her holes and encouraged them, "fuck me...fill me fucking holes. Hyde's feet were planted firmly on the floor and he was slamming upward into her cunt, while her ass cheeks rippled when Leo rammed into her ass. "Come on boys," Kitty urged, "I want to feel your cum inside me."

Leo and Hyde picked up the pace as Kitty pushed back against their thrusts and, as if planned, they began to spurt their fluid in both of her holes at the same time. Feeling them twitch inside her, Kitty pinched her own nipples and shivered as she joined them in orgasm,"oh yesssss, that's amazing."

Leo stood up and backed away from the sofa, nearly tripping over the coffee table, "wow...that was great. Hyde what did I come down here for...thanks for a great party Mrs. Foreman."

"Heh, heh, heh, I think you can call me Kitty," she giggled, "you're welcome, but don't leave. Make sure to stay for the fireworks...we get a great view of them from the driveway, and there's plenty of food left." When she stood and Hyde's shriveling prick slid out of her pussy, Kitty looked down and saw cum running down her legs from both holes. She grabbed a t-shirt from the back of the sofa and wiped herself before getting dressed.

"Ha, that's Eric's shirt," Hyde stated

"Yeah, I thought so," Kitty admitted, "he's always leaving his clothes laying around. Heh, heh, heh, it would serve him right if I put it back instead of throwing it in the laundry basket."

(But of course she threw it in the basket...after all, she was Kitty).

In the yard, Red was cutting up the big, juicy watermelon he had prepared that morning by cutting out a small plug, pouring vodka into the melon, and then replacing the plug. This was well before anyone had heard of the "designated driver" but Red had offered to call a cab for anyone who felt uncomfortable driving home. By now most of their peripheral friends from work had left anyway, and everyone in the yard was feeling very uninhibited.

Bob and Kelso switched out the horseshoes for Jarts. These were actually lawn-darts; large plastic fins attached to heavy, sharp spikes which stuck in the ground when you threw them at plastic rings on the ground. They were actually very dangerous, and their sale had been banned by the government, but if you already owned some.... Laurie sauntered over to watch, stood behind Bob and when Kelso was throwing his dart, she would pull her tank-top up to flash her breasts. This totally unnerved Kelso and he unleashed a wild throw that nicked Bob's arm, cutting it slightly. Laurie really couldn't care less, but quickly grabbed Bob's arm and sexily said, "do you want me to kiss your boo-boo."

Feeling the effects of the beer and brownies, Bob answered, "is that the best you can do?"

Slyly, Laurie pulled on his arm, "I think you need a band-aid, you should come upstairs with me." Bob followed her as if in a trance and Kelso followed him, as Laurie led them into the house, up the stairs, and into her room. Almost like magic, her tank-top and shorts (no underwear, of course) had disappeared and Laurie was completely naked, "do you see anything that would make your "ouchy" go away. Her breasts were indeed tiny, but her nipples were the perkiest they had ever seen and the sparse blond bush did nothing to hide her fleshy pussy lips. Kelso threw off his t-shirt, jeans and leopard-print underwear almost as quickly reveling his eight inch hot-dog of a penis...but of course Laurie had seen it before. Bob took a little more time and had to sit on the side of the bed to pull his Bermuda shorts off. His boxers had covered a short, stubby rod. It's length was certainly not impressive but it may have been the stoutest prick Laurie had ever seen (and she had seen a lot). It reminded her of a beer can growing out of his groin.

Crawling up onto her bed, Laurie remained on all fours; she liked it doggy-style. Motioning for the boys to join her, she instructed, "Bob I think I would like to feel that stuffed into my pussy...Kelso, I know how much you like to cum on my face." Bob climbed up behind Laurie as she spread her knees wide, giving him a perfect target as her already slippery lips began to part. Excited to get a chance to plug the cute blonde, Bob wasted no time nuzzling his crown between her folds, enjoying how they surrounded his head. He started to push forward and, despite Laurie's sexual experience, he experienced some difficulty gaining entrance with his thick club. Grasping her thin hips, Bob thrust forcefully forward and began to slide into Laurie's slick hole. Pushing hard, he didn't stop until his balls slapped against her skinny ass.

"Holy shit Bob," Laurie exclaimed, "you're really stretching me. Now I know how you get such gorgeous women to sleep with you.."

"Well that, and the fact that I go deep into hock buying them all kinds of nice things," he admitted.

"Hey, I like nice things," Laurie offered, "just something you might want to remember the next time you're horny and Pam kicks you out."

"Wow, you really are a slut," Bob proclaimed as he withdrew, and then rammed his "beer can" back into her cunt.

"You bet," Laurie proudly admitted, "and loving it." Bob began to fuck her hard, seemingly wanting to punish her; loving the way her lips gripped his fat cock. Laurie loved it hard and she encouraged him, "oh yeah...fuck me Bob...fuck me.

Not to be forgotten, Kelso bounded onto the other end of the bed, crawled up to Laurie's head and presented his "hot dog" to her face. She may have been a slut, but she sure was cute and Kelso was well aware at her prowess at blow-jobs. Tilting her head back, she silently opened her mouth, allowing him to slide his cock inside. She immediately sucked him into the back of her throat while tickling the underside with her experienced tongue. "Oh God Laurie, you are the best cocksucker," Kelso claimed as he threw his head back, enjoying the feeling of her warm mouth.

Kelso began to fuck her face in time with Bob plowing her pussy; both thrusting in at the same time. She was so slender that no matter how hard they rammed her orifices, neither her tiny tits or her skinny ass hardly jiggled. Bob reached around and began to manhandle her little tits, squeezing then hard and pinching her hard nipples. "Mmmmmm," she mumbled around Kelso's rod, loving it when men were a little rough with her. Knowing this, Kelso held the sides of her head as he thrust into the back of her throat, his scrotum slapping against her chin.

Bob continued to ram his fat log into her pussy and Laurie groaned, "mmmmm, muck me, muck me," sucking Kelso's cock like a vacuum.

"Oh shit Laurie," Kelso exclaimed as he bucked and began to spurt his semen deep into her mouth. His whole body twitched as he pumped into her warm orifice.

Bob joined him by jamming his cock as hard as he could inside Laurie's cunt and flooding it with his ejaculation," holy shit, I think your pussy is so snug that it's watertight," he remarked when nothing leaked out. "You may be a slut, but you're a great slut."

Pam and Jackie had joined Eric, Donna and Fez at the card game and Red had thrown more charcoal on the grill, and just brought out a tray containing the ingredients for smores. That's right: stern, strict old Red Foreman loved smores. Pam had suggested they use the fondue forks to toast the marshmallows and Red thought that was a great idea. The sun was getting lower in the sky and the air was cooling off somewhat, so Pam suggested they go to her yard and get a game of volleyball going, since they had gone to the trouble of putting it up. Fez and Eric looked at each other and smiled, thinking the same thing, Pam would probably lose the robe to play volleyball and then they could watch her bounce around in her bikini.

As they were walking across the Foreman driveway, Donna noticed that Jackie has seemingly "lost" her bra, because her nipples were plainly poking through her t-shirt. When she confronted her, Jackie cryptically responded, "I'll tell you later, but for now you have to take off your bra too. I know you've been horny since last night and this will get Eric's attention for sure." Being completely under the influence of the beer and brownies, Donna giggled, ducked behind the hedge and did that mysterious thing that girls do: she drew her arms inside her t-shirt and removed her bra without taking her shirt off. Emerging from the bushes, Jackie almost clapped her hands when she saw Donna's breasts wobbling under her shirt. Her breasts were at least 36 D and they swayed from side to side when she walked.

Fez and Eric were right: before the game began, Pam tossed her robe aside and they ogled her bikini clad body. It was the girls versus the boys and Pam's first serve hit Eric right in the head because he never took his eyes off her body. Donna spoke up, "eyes forward there stock-boy."

"Hey," he laughed, "you know I also round up shopping-carts and...whoa...," he stopped in mid sentence when he saw Donna jump up to get the ball that Fez had tossed back. Her tits nearly flopped out of her shirt and Eric and Fez just stared...speechless. Eric had of course seen his girlfriend naked, but somehow watching her tits wobble under her shirt and seeing the bottoms of her beautiful ass cheeks peek out from under her shorts-legs when she bent over was just as sexy. He and Fez didn't know what to look at: Pam's bikini body, Donna's bouncing rack, or Jackie's perky nips. What they didn't look at was the volleyball, and the game was soon over.