Chapter 2
Cindy sat on the edge of the bed, drawing her clothes about her to cover her essentials. She'd brought her clothes along with her to the assigned bedroom. She looked at Alex Peters with curiosity. He had black hair, dark eyes, an olive complexion and appeared to be about twenty-four. The same age as Dave, he was almost the same size as Dave. Possibly a bit lighter and shorter. He was one of the wealthy types who had no need to work, but dabbled in stocks and bonds.
Cindy forced a weak smile, feeling embarrassed and stupid sitting on the bed like this. "Hi."
Alex flashed a big smile. "Hi." He'd brought along a bottle of whiskey and two glasses. Pouring the drinks, he handed her one. "So you're Dave's latest?"
"Latest what?" Cindy frowned.
"Wife." Alex seemed in no hurry to get with the project. He sipped at his drink and let his glance rove over Cindy's partially covered body.
"You knew his other wife?" Cindy went along with the delay. She was reluctant to get screwed by a stranger. Maybe she could stall him off?
"Quite well. She was a regular at these parties." A fleeting expression of distaste came to his eyes when he mentioned the parties.
Cindy's heart jumped. "You don't like these swap parties?"
Alex shrugged. "They seem to be the in thing. All my life, I've conformed." He unbuttoned his shirt and slid it from his shoulders. He had no undershirt. His torso was tanned, muscular and had a minimum amount of hair.
Cindy watched in silence. Alex might be a scion of a wealthy family, but he managed not to go to pot. He was a well-conditioned athletic type. Her glance continued straying downward to where he had removed his pants. He had stepped from his shorts and he was completely nude. And completely aroused! Cindy subconsciously slid the loose clothing she was holding away from her essentials and they fell to the floor beside the bed.
Noticing her actions, Alex sighed. Reaching over, he shoved against her breasts, causing her to fall backward onto the bed. "Okay, Cindy," he said, in a voice containing a note of disgust, "spread your legs. Let's get it over with." He knelt between her legs, when she obeyed his instructions automatically.
Cindy frowned. "You don't seem overjoyed at the prospect." She felt a hot flush in her cheeks.
"Should I?" He seemed in no hurry to enter her, though he was aroused. His dark eyes had a brooding look.
"Well, if that's-how you feel!" Cindy scrootched out from under, rolled off the bed and glared at him. He was still kneeling in position, cock aimed at the target that had eluded him. He sat on the edge of the bed, a sardonic smile on his handsome face. "Well, how about that! The little slut has a temper!"
Cindy stood before him, hands on hips. "Don't call me names, you bastard! You ... you swapper...! I got news for you, mister! I wanted no part of this kooky business. Mate swapping, hah! And the first time I wind up with a nut like you!" she stormed.
The sardonic look changed slightly. "You didn't want to come to this party? " "Hell no!" The rage grew sharper. "This was Dave's idea. Either I come along, or he says he'll leave me! That's why I'm here!"
Alex frowned. "That makes two of us."
The anger ebbed. Cindy said, "What d'ya mean?"
"My wife Sara. She's with your husband now in one of the other bedrooms."
"Oooh...?" Cindy flushed. She'd been whisked away so fast by Alex, she hadn't noticed where Dave had gone.
"She also gave me that business. Either I come along with her to these parties, or she'll leave me!" Alex hopped to his feet and poured another round of drinks, then burst out laughing. "This is screwy!"
"What is?" Cindy sipped at the liquor.
"The only two people in the group who are really opposed to this swapping business ... and we wind up with each other!" He chuckled.
Cindy's anger ebbed completely. She grinned. "That's almost as bad as if a man wound up with his own wife at one of these affairs." She eyed him. "What'll we do?"
Coming closer, Alex fondled her bare breasts. Then he ran his fingers down to the patch of golden hair surmounting her adorable twat. He slid his fingers in between her thighs and entered the tiny slit. "We could go through with it and screw hell out of each other, or...?" He left the sentence unfinished.
Cindy, heating up considerably from his fondling fingers, said, "Or what...?"
"We could get dressed and leave this den of iniquity. Hop into my car and go into the city and see a show. There's a good musical at the Gaeity Theatre. It's up to you. What d'ya want to do...?"
Cindy pondered. Sitting her empty glass down on an end table, she sat on the edge of the bed. Reaching down she picked up her panties. Her mind raced and her heart pounded. Her glance settled on his arousal. He had such a nice, big cock. Even larger than Dave's. Her mouth watered at sight of it and her twat twitched. It would feel so good inside her.
As she slid the panties up over her legs, her thoughts raced faster. Right now, Dave would be on top of this man's wife, screwing the hell out of her. Why should he have all the pleasure? Cindy slipped the panties up a bit farther, almost covering the mound covered with golden blonde hair. She glanced at Alex. His eyes seemed riveted to the spot between her legs which was slowly being covered, cutting off his view. Her glance fell onto his erection.
It would be a shame to waste that! She slid her panties back down and noticed the action caused his cock to jump higher. She slid her panties up and down, teasing him and watching his cock jump up and down like a yo-yo. She enjoyed the game.
He seemed to be enjoying it too. He grinned at her.
"Make up your mind. Go see a show? Or have our own show?"
Feeling impish, Cindy slid the panties on. Then quickly slid her blouse and short skirt on. Fully dressed, she slipped into her arms, kissed him, and said, "Let's go to the show!"
"Oh...? " Disappointment etched his tone of voice. His grin faded. He sighed. "But I thought...?" His shoulders sagged, then he brightened. "I gave you a choice, didn't I?" He reached for his shorts.
Just before he got them up over his buttocks, Cindy reached over and took his cock into her hand. "We can't go out with this thing bulging out your pants, can we? People might stare." She dropped to her knees before him. "How can we get it to go down?" she queried, eyeing him in bug-eyed innocence.
Catching on to the game she was playing, Alex pretended to ponder. "The only time it goes down is after I screw some girl. Or...?" He eased it toward her mouth suggestively.
"What're you trying to do? Ooops...!" Cindy's question was cut off by the entrance of his cock into her mouth. She took the whole length expertly. She was an excellent cocksucker. She's learned the art years ago.
When she was twelve years old. Visiting a girl friend's house. The girl friend had gone into town with her mother on a shopping spree and her father, a guy named John, had invited Cindy in to wait for his daughter. While Cindy was in the living room waiting, John began acting odd. He had the evening paper on his lap, pretending to read it, but Cindy noticed he was paying more attention to staring at her.
Her girl friend's father had always been friendly to her. She'd liked him. When he motioned for her to come over and kneel beside his chair, she thought nothing of it and came over.
When he ran his fingers down her back and let his hand rest on her bare thighs under her short skirt, she felt a twinge of fear, but since it was her friend's father, she didn't scream, or move away. The feel of his fingers on her thighs thrilled her. He pretended to read the paper and make small talk with her while he kept his groping fingers busy on her body. The first thing Cindy knew, he had his fingers up under her panties and was ramming them in and out of her cunt.
By then she was scared, but too excited to run away. He slid her pants down her legs and played all around with her twat, her asscheeks and even her asshole. While playing with her with his one hand, he'd unzipped his pants and his dong seemed big as a tent pole when he let her look at it. Cindy had gasped at the sight. It had been the first time she'd ever seen a man's cock! To a twelve year old girl, it was an exciting sight.
John had eased her to her feet. He was sitting in a lounge chair. He pushed it back into the full reclined position and with some effort lifted her off her feet and eased her buttocks onto his face. He greedily licked her tiny cunt, slobbering and making sounds like a wild animal!
Cindy, scared but excited, didn't know what to do. She was petrified. Any minute now, her girl friend and the man's wife might show up. Every common sense nerve in her body told her to leave and to run away from the older man. But the way he was sucking her cunt felt so good she couldn't tear herself away. She could feel his tongue and fingers darting in and out of her twat.
In between slurps at her cunt, John managed to urge, "Suck me off, too, Cindy." He'd moved her head toward his surging cock.
Cindy, squirming around under John's tongue lashing, got the message. She watched his cock bouncing around in front of her face. Lust overcame her. Reaching out she placed her fingers on it and stroked it. She felt him shoving her head downward. She took the plunge. She placed her lips over the huge cock and began sucking it!
Awkward at first, she soon mastered the art. Her throat adjusted to the immenseness and she licked, sucked and pounded it with her fists. All the time John was giving her tiny cunt fits! She drew his cock completely into her mouth, hoping he'd come.
When he did, she was surprised at the amount of liquid. She'd gagged and spit it out. It was mortifying. Disgusting! With a wail of dismay, she'd hopped from his embrace, rushed out of the house and went home, spitting out his come as she ran.
To this day, six years later, Cindy couldn't be sure if she, herself, had an orgasm and had come in John's mouth. She sure as hell had made the old guy come in her mouth, though. The memory of that first suck job remained fresh in her mind. Every time her mouth reached for a cock, like now, the fleeting memory persisted.
With the passing of the years and the sucking of many more cocks, her technique had improved. Cindy could now be classified as an expert cocksucker. In high school, she'd pleasured many a boy who had a hard-on and a desire to screw her. She'd compromise by sucking the boy off instead. This way she satisfied the hot little beasts and saved wear and tear on her cunt. The system worked out real well, even when she went to college. Most of the boys were so well pleased with being with such a beautiful girl, they'd have settled for even a kiss, let alone a cocksucking.
Once in a while, she'd unbend and let a boy screw her, but not too often. She still had old fashioned concepts about it. A girl should save herself for her husband. It was a theory that Dave had knocked in the head by his insistence on these swap parties. What good had it done her to save herself for Dave, when he'd turned out to be a swapper and wanted her to shack up with other men.
From her vantage point, kneeling before her first swap partner and taking his cock into her mouth, Cindy peered up at him.
Alex was enjoying her work. His eyes were glazed. He stroked her hair as she stroked his cock with her lips, pulling gently against her ears to guide her in and out. As expert as she was at sucking men off, Alex was equally expert in handling the cocksucker.
"You suck nice, you little slut!" he observed, pushing deeply into her mouth. "You want me to shoot a load into your mouth, bitch?" He lunged his prick deeper into her throat.
She continued staring up at him, indicating by her eyes how much she enjoyed the feel of his immenseness in her mouth. She nodded and, backing away momentarily, said, "Squirt a load into my mouth, you horny bastard! A big load, and watch me gobble the gook...." She drew it back into her mouth again, shoved her arms around his bare buttocks and drew him to her. Her fingers played with his hairy balls and hairy asshole. She drove fingers into his anus and had the pleasure of hearing him moan with the pain from her sharp fingernails. A little pain with the pleasure made for more excitement.
His excitement mounted and his cock grew larger. Lunge. Thrust. He tried to hurt her with his lunges into her mouth. "I'll make you beg for mercy, you pretty cocksucker!" he screamed. "You filthy slut-bitch!"
Cindy accepted the beating with his prick. She'd met guys like him before. Men who tried to hurt her or degrade her just because she was sucking them off. She'd learned how to handle such lustful ones. She expertly avoided his mean lunges, containing his cock in her mouth and expertly working out on it. She knew a few tricks of her own. Before long he was a whimpering, slobbering fool, on the verge of shooting his gun.
Then he surprised her. Withdrawing his cock, he hoisted her to her feet, shoved her roughly onto her back on the bed and mounted her, uttering guttural animal sounds. He tore her panties off and kneeling between her legs thrust his well sucked-cock into her moist cunt! "Now, you filthy slut, we'll see if you're any good at this!"
While she considered herself an expert cock-sucker, Cindy prided herself even more on her fucking ability. Not once in the three years since she'd first opened wide her legs to accept a prick had she ever received a complaint. She'd been blessed with a small sized cunt that had the ability to expand or contract according to the size dong impaled in it at any given time.
She had the facial beauty and the type of shape that excited men by just looking at her. When the male was finally atop all the beauty, they usually reached new heights of passion. This was true with Alex. He had the biggest hard-on he'd had in months while he pounded eagerly in and out of Cindy's gorgeous little twat.
In. Out. Harder. Faster. Lunge. Thrust.
"Aaah ... Ooooh...." Cindy moaned happily while she thrashed around under him, driving her hips upward to meet his every thrust. "This is it!"
"Better'n sucking my cock? " "Much better. Stop talking and keep screwing. Ooooh .. . Aaah ... I'm coming ... now...!"
He stroked hard and fast and her orgasm was one of the best she'd known in a long time. They both had heated up fantastically with the games they'd played and the small talk. The rolling waves of pleasure kept rocking her deeply. Her pussy grabbed his cock tightly, stimulating him to a gigantic orgasm. Love liquid flowed hotly between them.
They lay in each others arms for a long time. The two people in the entire swap group who really hadn't wanted to come at all were now completely satisfied. Kissing each other tenderly on the lips, they felt a surge of love for each other sweep through their thoughts.
He stared at her, a wondering look in his eyes. "Hi!"
She stared at him, a wondering look in her eyes. "Hi!"
He asked, "Now what'll we do for an encore?"
Cindy crinkled her nose, then chuckled. "I know. Get dressed!"
Too bushed too argue, too sated to protest, Alex got dressed.
Cindy slid back into her panties, rearranged her make-up, brushed her hair, reapplied her lipstick, then took his arm. "Away we go!"
"Where to...?"
Leading him from the bedroom, out of the house, into the parking area and over to his car, she climbed in before answering. "To the Gaiety Theatre. I understand there's a good musical there...."
Alex grinned, shifted his hand from her knee to his gear stick and drove away from the Martin's mansion. "And after that, some dancing...?"
Cindy nodded and nestled against the man who had thrilled her so much. A thought raced through her mind. Maybe this swapping business wasn't too bad, after all...