Chapter 6

Janice twisted her head around and looked at her husband. Her eyes had tears of joy in them. Her mouth was falling slack, and her tongue was hanging out. She moaned loudly, her head hobbling around on her neck as Bob's plunging ass bucked her spine up and down.

"Ohhh!" she moaned. "Hnnnh! Oh, Wally! Oh, honey, what a wild fucker he is! Oh, baby, I'm going to come big! God, Wally, he's driving me-unnh!-up the fucking wall! He's a pro ... a pro!"

"Oh, Janice," Sue said, going around the side of the bed, her eyes locked to the gurgling tongue hanging out of the blonde's mouth. "Honey, you look so hot! Mmm, I can't stand to see all that tongue go to waste, sweetie-would you mind?"

Janice could only groan her answer. Sue smiled happily and bounced up onto the bed in front of the blonde. Her tits swung and bobbed on her chest. Her butt flared outward when she sat on it and spread her thighs. She started scooting her small body under Janice's chest until her dark-furred pussy was under the dangling tongue.

Bob looked along Janice's back and saw Sue cupping her big tits in her hands. He saw the look of rapture that crossed her face and the way her torso was writhing and making her butt dig into the mattress with passion.

Janice moaned again and dropped her head. Sue cried out as the long tongue lapped up the pink slit of her cunt and then stabbed hotly inside.

"Janice!" she cried, gripping the sides of the blonde's head.

Bob banged away at her squirming, swiveling ass. The sight of the woman he was fucking licking the pussy in front of her made his dick throb outward another inch. In his wildest dreams, he'd never imagined anything like this happening. Then he was startled by the feel of Wally's hand on his ass again.

"Hey, man-that's some beautiful music there, isn't it? Need any help? I got a peter that's waking up and wanting to come to the party."

Bob looked around fearfully. Wally had his big, heavy prick in his hand, and was pointing it toward Bob's ass.

The bastard wanted to brown him while he was browning his wife who was sucking off Sue!

Bob missed a beat, throwing Janice off stride and making Sue cry out and clutch the blonde head at her thighs.

"What's the matter? A little gun-shy?" Wally asked, stroking his big cock with his fist.

"Yeah," Bob said. "I...."

"Don't sweat it, man. I see another opening up there. Give your ass a little more twist--that drives Jan nuts."

Wally crawled along the bed, pausing to bend down to see that Janice was doing a good job of licking on Sue's cunt, and then he climbed up and straddled the little brunette's chest, slapping her hands away from her tits.

"You don't have to play with those any more," he said. "I'll take care of that."

He grabbed his prick and pointed it toward Sue's open mouth. She took it between her lips and sucked on it greedily, with wet, smacking noises.

Bob saw Wally lifting his ass up and feeling around underneath it, digging his fingers into the soft flesh of Sue's tits. Then he settled back down, got up and tried again, all the while keeping his heavy cock in her mouth.

At last he settled back down and moaned. The crack of his ass was off to one side of her chest, and Bob knew what had happened. One of the big nipples on her pointed tits was stuffed into his asshole!

Suddenly, he couldn't stand it any longer. He could feel his prostate giving way to the huge charge of semen bubbling up from his balls. It seeped out the end of his prick, making Janice's asshole more and more slippery. His cock drove in and out the tight channel, and he started to moan.

Little grunts of pleasure turned into a long, drawn-out gasp of delight as he felt everything in his crotch give way. His cock bucked and jerked and spit forth great wads of jizz into her ass.

"Gnaaah!" he croaked. "Look out! Here it comes!"

"Shoot it to me, baby!" Janice yelled, wiggling her ass backwards furiously. His fingers dug into her cunt and his prick stuffed her asshole full, shooting jizz into her innards like a white-hot enema. Her tongue stabbed into Sue's sweet cunt, and she felt the honeyed juices inside slither down her tongue into her throat as Sue bucked her hips high and ground her pussy into Janice's mouth.

Wally groaned and stuffed his cock into Sue's throat. Her tit nipple reamed up his asshole, and his balls jerked and spit cum up the tube of his prick.

They groaned and struggled together, filling each other's bodies with the lust of sex and the juices of its passion. They quivered and hunched and fucked until they were dizzy, and then they rolled apart, groaning as if they were going to die.

"Oh, Jesus!" Bob cried.

Janice crawled weakly over him. Her butt was in the air, and jizz bubbled out of her asshole and ran down the crack to her cunt. It dripped onto the bed.

"What's the matter, lover?" she asked, mopping his brow.

"Janice, I've never had anything so wonderful in my life!" he gasped.

"Yeah, it was pretty sexy, wasn't it? Especially after Wally and Sue got into it."

"I tried to climb him," Wally said, "but the answer was no. I don't dig."

Janice smiled at her husband while she lazily wiped the brownish-white streaks of cum off Bob's flagging prick.

"Don't be insulted, Wally, it isn't you. His wife's been ripping him for a little pricky-suck she found out about before they were married."

He raised his eyebrows. "Yeah? Man, I'm sorry. That kind of scene can be rough when baby doesn't dig what it's all about." He grinned with his big teeth again to show Bob there were no hard feelings.

Sue smacked her lips in savoring manner. She giggled. "I don't know what all the fuss is about. Wally's got the sweetest cum I've ever tasted. How have I missed you at our parties, big man?"

He grinned again. "You won't any more, baby." He looked at Bob. "She's a cocksucker, man. Don't hesitate."

Sue giggled again and pursed her lips at Bob. "Yeah, sweetie, when are you coming-to the party, I mean?"

Bob looked at all of them in turn. "Well, I don't know. I mean, it sounds great, and if this is anything like what you do at your parties, I'll be glad to come to the next one."

Janice laughed. "He's so eager he can't stand it, but he won't admit it. The poor guy's been starved for five years."

"Yeah?" Wally said again. "Gee, what's the bad scene, don't you dig each other?"

Bob told them the story. "I don't understand what happened after that first night, but she's really turned off. I thought I was going sterile prematurely. I'm glad Janice woke me up."

"I'd like to wake you up, too," Sue giggled. "This party's been awfully one-sided so far."

Janice poked a finger into Sue's pussy and laughed. "That little box of yours is nearly as hot as mine is," she said.

"Listen, man," Wally said suddenly, frowning in concentration. "I've been turning your problem over in the light of my mind, and it keeps coming up like a pancake, you dig? Round. Round, man-like a circle. Like, what this Barbara lady needs is a little tongue action from one of our beautiful chicks."

"That's what I said," Janice blurted. "Then the shoe's on the other foot."

"Oh, there's more, blonde-box, there's definitely more. A little action from the other way is indicated in the positive. A rod-man is in order first. This will wake her up. Then after her big, pink eye is opened wet and wide--then! Then's the time!"

His own eyes were open wide, and his eyebrows were arched high on his forehead. He had one finger in the air, gesticulating with it.

Bob grinned and then the smile faded. "I don't know," he said. "I like the plan. I think it would work--if this really is the problem. But I don't know how I could get her to agree to come to a swap party."

"She's gotta come, man," Wally said, crossing his legs. His voice was suddenly serious. "It pains me hard to be the one to poop in the bowl of rosy punch, but the rules are plain. This free lunch you've been gobbling down your chin can't last until the end of time."

Bob frowned and glanced at Janice.

"What he means, Bob, is that the party tonight has to be repaid at some time, or I can't go on with you. Neither can Sue, nor any of the others. It's club rules."

"I still don't understand," he said.

"Like, man, you've gotten free fucks up here. You dug my chick. Turning the other cheek is only fair games, daddy. I get to dig yours, or Jan comes back home to Poppa, get me?"

"Yeah, I get you."

"That's what makes us swappers," Janice said. "If the husband and wife can't quite make up their minds, or one of them is reluctant, then we take you on one at a time just to show you what it's like and the benefits you can get from belonging. But then the man who's sacrificing his wife, or vice versa, ought to get his chance at the other partner, or he's getting cheated. Then it's just like the old game of stepping out on your husband and getting strange dick. Sue, for instance, is obligated to tell her husband what's happened up here tonight. Then if later on you decide to fuck her, her man gets a chance at Barbara. That way, nobody's cheated, nobody feels left out or hurt, and it's all just good fun."

Bob looked at the big man facing him. His eyes dropped to the heavy cock that coiled limply between his legs.

"What if Wally isn't Barbara's type? I mean, what is she doesn't want to screw him? Will your force her?"

"No, man! No force! Force isn't fun, it's pain! You know-unless the chick digs pain, then that's a pony with a new coat of paint. Persuasion, is the word!"

Janice laughed. "When she gets there, and everybody around her starts stripping off their clothes and feeling each other up, there isn't much persuasion required. It just gets hot!"

"Yeah," Wally said, staring off as though in a trance. "A rod-man First, and then the chicks. I'll pass the word. If she doesn't dig me, then maybe Rod-man the original himself!"

Sue giggled at Bob's expression. "That's my husband," she said. "His name's Rod Banner. They call him Rod Banger, and I can tell you why! I just know Barbara will go for him. All the girls do." She wrinkled her nose and searched hard for a word. "He's so ... so primitive!" she said, giggling again.

"Oh, is he your husband?" Janice squealed. "Oh, my, yes! He'd be perfect!"

Sue giggled again. "I can tell you've had his treatment, haven't you?"

Janice shivered uncontrollably. "Did I ever! Last time. Ooo, just thinking about him gives me goose-bumps. He's so vile!"

She pouted and clamped her legs together. "That's not a nice thing to say about my husband." She didn't giggle.

"Oh, I don't mean anything bad by it, honey! He was exciting! It's just that I've never...." She glanced at Bob. "Well, you know what I mean, I'm sure."

Sue quit pouting. Her feathers were smoothed again. Her thighs spread apart, and she laid her finger along the slit of her pussy, wiggling it up and down.

"It's settled!" Wally announced, getting up. "We'll make a wife of Barbara Miller! All in favor say aye!"

The girls chorused the word, and Bob smiled. For such a big, serious-looking man, Wally was really a clown. He suddenly liked Wally, and began looking forward to the first meeting of the group.

"I got sumthin' else to say," Sue piped up, giggling again.

"Speak!" Wally said theatrically.

"If Rod's going to work on Barbara, then I think Bob ought to find out if the trade will be fair."

She swung her thighs wide and removed the finger from her slit. She brought her other hand down and spread the lips of her pussy apart and aimed her cunt at Bob.

"What an excuse!" Janice laughed at her. "You've just got a hot box you want to have stuffed up again, that's all."

Sue giggled. She hunched her pelvis up and down, waiting.

Bob felt his prick throb to life again. He didn't know about Barbara or Rod, but he knew he'd been sizing up that hot little body of Sue's ever since he saw Wally pounding up and down on it.

Janice was right. She did look like a hot, twisting fuck.

"I see the sign of the phallus!" Wally said, standing up precariously on the bed. He was pointing his finger down at Bob's lap at the stiffening cock between his thighs.

"Let's swap!" Bob cried, his head giddy with emotion.