Chapter 8
IT WAS EARLY SATURDAY EVENING. Kathy and Walt were with Bonita and Lee in the Cordell living room. Bonita had mixed a pitcher of martinis. They were all on a second drink. Bonita had just finished telling about the route man, Paul Chilton, and that young man's offer to bring one of his hot-ass customers to a swapping session.
She hadn't told about Kathy's participation, figuring that she'd let Kathy handle that. Nor had she mentioned the threesome with Lee as a member, or the fact that she'd gone down on Kathy. She knew that Kathy hadn't told Walt anything, for which she was sorry, because he'd have to know sooner or later and she still wasn't sure that Walt would ever become a free-wheeling swinger.
"The more the merrier," Lee said a few seconds after Bonita stopped talking. He chuckled. "A trite saying, that, but I'd be all for letting this Paul and his customer join even if he hadn't already made it v/ith my wife."
"I'm not sure that I go for the idea," Walt said. "It could lead to all kinds of trouble. If Kathy and I were involved in any kind of a scandal, my folks just might boot my butt out of the hardware store and the only career I have would go down the drain."
Kathy patted her husband's knee and said, "And if that scandal had anything to do with sex, his folks and my folks would probably be ready to disown, dismember, and disembowel us!"
Bonita said, "Let me get something straight, Walt. Do you object to adding more couples? Or do you object to the fact that Paul won't be bringing his own wife?"
"We'd have to give more thought to swapping with other married couples," Walt said. "And that might lead to trouble. However, I guess my main objection is that the fellow would't be sharing his own wife. He could pick up some whore. Besides, don't you think there'd be some hell raised if his wife found cut?"
"I can't see that it'd be anv skin off our asses if she did find out," Bonita said. "Just what could she do to us? Besides, Paul told me that he was sure she had at least one boy friend, and that a few times when drinking he'd bragged about banging some of his female customers. I don't think his wife would cause any trouble. He even said that he still might talk her into swapping."
"I vote that we take the young fellow and any female he can get," Lee said. "What difference does it make who he brings? We're out for fun and pleasure, aren't we? Hell, if he brought a different gal each time it'd be even better!"
"I vote with Lee," Bonita said, looking at Kathy. "I think the majority should decide. Right, honey?"
"I guess so," Kathy said, staring at the glass in her hand. "Yes, and I think it might be better for you to tell Walt what happened yesterday, Bonita." She giggled nervously. "Or I suppose Lee could tell it just as easily! I imagine you filled your husband in on everything that happened after he left."
"I did tell Lee," Bonita said meeting Walt's puzzled blue eyes. "Do you want me to tell you here or in a bedroom, Walt?"
"Here," Walt said. He finished his drink. "I'll say right now, though, that I'm sorry my wife didn't trust me enough to tell me, herself."
"I'll tell you now," Kathy said.
She finished her drink. Then she calmly gave a sketch of everything that'd happened the day before. She didn't talk very long, but even so she managed to get in all the important details. Her little speech was followed by a long silence.
"Kathy really didn't do any more than kiss me on the mouth and nibble on my breasts," Bonita finally said, getting.to her feet. "And I couldn't truthfuPy be called gay even if I do enjoy the gay stuff. I mean, a. Lesbian doesn't want to make it with a man and—" she laughed "—you'd better believe that kissing your beautiful wife's lovely pussy didn't detract from my desire for poking pricks!"
"All I saw was them rubbing their cunts together and sucking each other's tongues," Lee said, draining his glass and putting it on ah end table. "Maybe Walt would like to see an exhibition right here, girls. I know I would. And I see that his pecker's just as stiff as mine!"
"I guess I've always been curious about Lesbianism," Walt said, chuckling nervously. "I'll admit that I never gave any thought to my wife practicing it, though. And I'll be honest and admit that I'm excited by thoughts of seeing her getting pleasure like that."
Bonita had gotten rid of her glass and had her blouse unbuttoned before Walt finished speaking. She slipped out of the blouse and bra, pushed the tight skirt down and off, and straightened. She hadn't put on panties after her bath.
All eyes were on her. She cupped her big breasts, then trailed her fingers down to her rounded thighs. She met Walt's blazing blue eyes. "Kneel before me,
Walt. Prove that you're just as uninhibited as the rest of us. In front of witnesses, I mean, and then I'll do the same to Kathy as soon as she's naked.
Walt hesitated for a few seconds. His gaze fccused on the blonde triangle, he moved from the couch and got on his knees before Bcnita. His hands went around and clasped her firm bottom. She parted her legs more and thrust forward, making it easier for him to get at her moist slit. She clamped her upper teeth over her lower lip when his tongue jabbed between the thick vagina lips.
Failing to suppress a little moan as his tongue touched her clitoris, she grabbed his head with both hands when he started the stimulating lapping. But her eyes remained on Lee and Kathy. They'd both started getting Kathy naked, at the same time managing to keep their eyes on the erotic act being performed.
Kathy took off her blouse and bra; while Lee took off the skirt and peeled the brief panties down the long lovely legs. He stopped looking then, and kissed his way up to the dark mat. Bonita met Kathy's glittering dark eyes, winked, and pushed Walt's mouth and tongue away.
"You'd better get your clothes off," Bonita said. "And that goes for you, Lee! I don't want you men hurling yourselves on us with your scratchy clothes on!"
Lee had pulled back without pushing his tongue into Kathy's pulsating pussy. He was hot and getting hotter, but he was more interested in seeing, than in doing, right then. He figured that Bonita would have Walt take her from the rear, and he hoped Walt would be able to take the shock of seeing him put his cock in Kathy's mouth.
Not meeting sach other's eyes, both men got to their feet and started undressing. Bonita walked over to Kathy. They kissed and embraced heatedly. They used their tongues and pressed their breasts, thighs, and pubes together. Bonita broke the tongue-probing kiss and told Kathy to get on her back on the floor. Kathy, reluctantly removing her squeezing fingers from Boni-ta's smooth ass, slipped to the soft, thick carpet.
Kathy hadn't changed her mind about keeping a limit on how far she'd go with the gay sex. She was still telling herself that she didn't want to go down on Bonita. But she was also beginning to admit to herself that the Lesbian type of sex was getting to be more and more of a delightful habit that'd be difficult to break. She hoped her husband wouldn't protest. She'd been unable to find the nerve to tell him.
Bonita waited until the men were naked and then decided to kneel before each of them. Walt first, taking the head of his hard prick into her mouth for a few seconds, and then telling him what she wanted him to do. He wanted to know what Lee was going to be doing while he slipped it to Bonita from behind.
Laughing and walking on her knees to Lee, she caressed his thrusting tool and said that her horny husband had been secretly wanting to see her being screwed for a long, long time and that maybe he'd flip himself off while watching. Lee grabbed her hair and pulled her forward when she opened her mouth. His rigid rod plunging deep, he thrust in and almost out several times, and said that Kathy was a fast learner.
Walt chuckled, then said, "I suppose I should thank you for teaching her, Lee. So I will. All I'm hoping is that you don't try any queer stuff with me while I'm pronging your lovely wife."
"Walt means that he doesn't want you to try and screw him in the ass," Kathy said, giggling. "I don't think he'd mind if you were to give him a blow job, though!"
"I've never even liked to stick a female in the butt," Lee said, allowing Bonita to pull her mouth from his cock. He .met Walt's eyes. "I'll admit that I've had some doubts about my intentions. I'm glad that Kathy brought things out into the open. I'm sure that I'm not a homo and I now realize that all of you thought I might be."
"I did think you might have latent tendencies," Walt said. He chuckled. "Which, by the way, I don't have!"
Bonita, still on her knees, looked up at Lee. "What makes you so sure all of a sudden, honey?"
Lee grinned. "Hell, I don't know how to explain it. But just looking at Walt's naked body and stiff hard-on convinces me that I don't want to touch a male in any way."
"I'm glad," Bonita said, dropping and walking on her hands and knees until she was between Kathy's eagerly parted legs. "I think one bisexual's enough for one family. Hold on to the top of your head, baby!"
Kathy lurched upward as Bonita's greedy mouth found her. Lee, feeling his erection jerk and tremble, wondered why such a sight was so exciting to him. And to Walt, he saw. Because Walt's erect penis was giving little jerks, too.
"I'm not the only one getting a big bang out of voyeurism, am I, Walt?"
"I think mixoscopia would be the correct term," Walt said briefly lifting his eyes to Lee's rod. "It's my understanding that voyeurism means sexual gratification from seeing the sex organs or witnessing copulation, while mixoscopia means sexual pleasure derived from witnessing the sexual act performed by others."
Lee didn't say anything. He could see that there was an important difference in the two terms, since sexual pleasure and sexual gratification weren't exactly the same, but he wasn't interested in discussing it right then. He was enjoying himself, no matter what it was called, and he was happy and thankful that he hadn't turned queer.
He grinned and motioned for Walt to get down behind Bonita's uplifted buttocks. Walt did, his eager fingers caressing her smooth butt, and her hand came back, searching for his stiff shaft. Walt moved so that her fingers could grasp the stiff hardness.
Watching as the prick was slowly shoved in, Lee was happy and thankful that he didn't think any less of Bonita because of the drastic change in their marriage. She was enjoying what she was doing, that was for sure, and the pleasure she was giving and receiving wasn't taking anything away from him. He was getting a strange kind of pleasure watching, so what was the harm if they were both willing?
None that he could see. And the same thing went for Kathy and Walt. They had really gained more than he and Bonita. Because they'd been missing out on all the extra fancy frills that made sex the truly wonderful thing that it was.
Lee saw that Kathy's eyes were open and on his face. He winked and she smiled. He knew that she'd climaxed at least once, probably twice. He could see that Walt was pumping faster, seemingly getting ready to explode. Bonita was hunching, pushing back for more of Walt's prong. He stepped over and stood looking down at Kathy's beautiful face, into the passion-filmed dark eyes.
"You could at least kiss me," Kathy whispered.
"I guess I could at that." He dropped to his knees, leaned over, and placed his opened mouth upon hers. Her hot tongue was right there to meet his, but he quickly pulled his mouth up and away. "I wonder if your husband would mind if I lowered myself down and—"
"Go right ahead," Walt broke in. "Hell, you saw your wife doing it to me. Make it snappy and maybe we can all come at the same time. I'm just about there and Bonita's clamping down on my dick like crazy."
Not looking at Walt, Lee slowly lowered his body enough for the tip of his cock to touch Kathy's moistly parted lips. Her hot tongue flicked. The position was too awkward. He quickly straddled her face, his butt
turned toward Bonita and Walt, his heavy balls dangling against Kathy's smooth neck.
She'd removed one of her hands from Bonita's bobbing head and grasped his throbbing tool. She tugged, as he lowered, and took just about all of him down her throat. He lifted, placed one hand under the rack of her head, and helped work her hot mouth up and down the length of his turgid organ.
He was sure that he could hold back if he tried, so he decided to do just that. It was going to be a long weekend. It'd be wise to start conserving his strength right from the beginning. He wouldn't want Walt to out-last him. Not that he wanted to turn it into a contest. But he didn't want to be left pooped #nd limp with Walt still going strong, either. He almost laughed. So it probably would turn into a contest, after all.
Kathy started sucking even more ravenously. But as she stopped to get a fresh grip, Lee quickly pulled up and out. Then he just as quickly got on his hands and knees where he could watch the frenzied action. Kathy cried out and lurched frantically against Bonita's greediness. Bonita's behind moved faster with Waifs furious onslaught. The three of them climaxed within seconds of each other and Lee thought he was going to explode just watching the torrid action.
He yelled for Bonita and Walt to get off and away. They did. Kathy kept her long legs parted and reached for him and his throbbing cock. He speared into the hot, moist flesh. Just in the nick of time. Because he only made a few plunges before his passion spewed out and flooded the already juicy cunt. Kathy came at the same time.
He lifted and gazed into her smoldering dark eyes. "Hey, you're really learning how to use your inner muscles!"
Kathy stuck her tongue out at him and clamped down on his limp penis. "I've been practicing, you know."
"I know," Walt said, chuckling. "She has been snapping the hell out of my dick!"
Bonita and Walt had gotten to their feet. He was fondling Bonita's big breasts. She glanced down at his prick. It was already half erect. "Let's go to a bedroom by the way of a bathroom and make everything last longer next time."
"The four of us?" Walt asked. He chuckled again. "I hope!"
"That's what I had in mind," Bonita said. "Maybe now you'll agree that we should try and find more swapping partners. Just think about how much more pleasure we could have with more couples."
"Maybe that's what I was thinking about," Walt said, grabbing his cock and rubbing it against Bonita's hip. "I thought I was getting drunk on the two martinis, but I guess I'm just getting drunk on sex. Come on. Let's haul our naked butts out of here before I start screwing you again before we wash!"
Bonita laughed and followed Walt from the room. Lee withdrew from Kathy and got to his feet. He helped her stand. She hugged him and said that she hoped Walt didn't fall in love with Bonita. Lee hadn't thought about that. Just as he hadn't thought that it was any more exciting and fun-filled sex with the beautiful, long-legged Kathy.
"That would be sad," he said. He kissed her forehead and patted her firm ass. "Because with Bonita this is just sex." He kissed her lightly on the lips. "And the same gees for me."
Kathy smiled. "I guess that's what I really wanted to find out. If I thought there was any real danger of losing Walt I'd call this swapping off right now. We talked, assuring each other that if either one of us started getting serious about somebody else we'd quit. Now I'm hoping that we have enough sense to do just that."
"You're looking for trouble before there's even any
chance of it," Lee said. "It might be difficult to find other couples willing to swap." He grinned. "Unless you're thinking that you might be falling for me."
Kathy averted her eyes. "I'm more worried about my emotions where Bonita's concerned, Lee." She met his eyes. "I'm liking the gay sex more and more and I'm afraid that it's just a matter of time before I go down on her."
"That's a problem I can't help you solve," Lee said, taking Kathy's hand. "If it really is a problem, of course. It didn't change Bonita, except to give her more ways to give and receive pleasure, and I can't see that it'd do all that much harm if you did go down on Bonita and discovered that you liked it."
"You were certainly glad to find that you didn't want to do anything to or with Walt."
"It might sound like double-talk, but I think it's a lot different for women to go for the gay stuff, Kathy. I've done a great deal of reading about swapping and swinging and group-sex, and it seems that a degree of Lesbianism is very common, while the queer stuff between the males is practically unheard of."
"I've read the same thing," Kathy said, tugging on his hand. "Let's go see what Walt thinks I should do." She giggled. "Or should not do!"
Walt was busy. He and Bonita were on the bed and he was feasting upon her big titties. She smiled and winked at Lee and Kathy. They went into the bathroom and freshened themselves. When they came out, Lee's pecker poking proudly, Bonita and Walt were stretched out side by side on the bed. Walt's penis was also fully erect.
"We've been waiting for you," Bonita said. "Walt has something that he wants to say."
Lee and Kathy stopped beside the bed and stared. Walt chuckled, then said, "I don't have a startling announcement to make! I just want Kathy to know that it's okay with me if she wants to go down on Bonita."
"You must be a mind reader," Lee said. "We were just talking about that. Kathy was going to get your opinion."
"I told him that she'd done just about everything except tongue my clit," Bonita said. "We both took what might be called an educated guess. Do you want the men to leave the room, Kathy? Or would you rather wait and just let it happen sometime without being planned?"
"I want everybody to shut up," Kathy said, climbing onto the bed. She positioned herself between Bonita's parted legs. "Just don't grab my head and hold me." She giggled. "In case I change my mind, or have to come up for air!"
Kathy lowered her mouth directly to Bonita's pussy. Walt sat upright for a better view. Lee moved closer, even more fascinated by the erotic act because he knew that it was Kathy's first time. Only time? It didn't look like it, he thought, glancing up to see the pleasure registering on Bonita's face.
Kathy's dark hair was swirling, her fingers were gripping Bonita's squirming buttocks, and he knew that the female tongue had instinctively found the passion-button. She was instinctively lapping that sensitive organ, he thought, feeling his hard pecker beginning to throb. Damn! He'd better start to pace himself or he'd be left by the wayside long before the party was over!
"There's one damned good thing to know," Walt said, staring at his wife's bobbing head. "If our sexy wives poop us out they can always go at each other!"
"That's right," Lee said, looking at Kathy's lovely lifted butt, wondering if he should climb on the bed and slip it to her. Or maybe he'd get on his back, slip his head between her sleek thighs, and tongue her freshly cleaned cunt and clit.
Bonita said, "Why don't you go ahead and do what you're thinking about doing, Lee? Either way will be all right, but—" she reached and grabbed Walt's stiff shaft "—if we all blast off again we can go have a few drinks, maybe a bite to eat, and then return for—"
Her words were cut off by Walt's hard flesh. While speaking she'd been tugging on his rod, he'd willingly gone along with her wishes, and now he was having his cock sucked.
Lee had been getting onto the bed. The part about drinking and maybe eating some food helped make up his mind. He also figured that he'd have plenty of chances and plenty of time to go down on Kathy, and Bonita. He positioned himself behind Kathy, poked his stiff dick carefully, and used his own fingers to do the guiding to her twat when she didn't reach back to do it.
He shoved in. The clasping cunt was hotter than ever. He heard Walt groan. After a few strokes he couldn't suppress a little groan. He reached under and began stimulating Kathy's clit with his finger. She began to move wildly to and around his thrusting shaft. Her head bobbed faster, and Bonita's ass wriggled wildly and lifted inch's from the mattress. Walt gasped and worked himself up and down.
"Now!" Lee exclaimed. "Everybody come right now!"
They did.