Chapter 3
As Calvin and Marie disappeared into their kitchen to make fresh drinks, Lloyd turned to Alta and asked, "Well, baby? What do you think?"
Alta grinned at her husband. "I think I'm going to get fucked," she said sultrily. "I like Cal. Let's go through with it."
"His bald spot and paunch doesn't bother you?"teased Lloyd.
"On him it looks good," she said. "How about Marie's big fanny? Think you'll be able to hold on?"
"She's a helluva gal," Lloyd commented. "Built for comfort. And that face! Damn, but she's got a pretty face. She and I will get along all right."
The couple they were discussing was the same one Lloyd had wanted to write to first. The day after their pleasant night with Mary, Alta had given in and helped Lloyd compose the letter. She'd reserved the right to look them over before agreeing to swap. Now she'd done that. She and Lloyd had been sitting for more than an hour in their comfortable living room, chatting and sipping drinks just like it was a regular visit between couples who had know each other for years. Sex was yet to be mentioned, though they all knew it was the central reason for getting together.
Calvin preceded Marie back into their living room, carrying the tray of drinks as his wife followed, smiling confidently and undulating her large but attractive rump. As Calvin distributed the drinks, Marie neglected the chai in which she'd been sitting and took a seat beside Lloyd on the long couch. When Calvin sat down, it was also on the couch, with his thigh coming intimately against Alta's.
"We had a little talk out in the kitchen,"Calvin said.
"We'd like you to stay the night," Marie chimed in brightly.
Lloyd grinned. "We talked too."
"And we accept your invitation," Alta said, letting her hand move to Calvin's thigh.
Calvin's hand came over Alta's and squeezed. "Great," he said. "Now all we have to do is make arrangements for sleeping. Are you guys bashful?"
"It's our first swap,"' Alta informed him, feeling the excitement beginning to rise in her throat.
"Then we probably ought to split up," Marie said. "What do you think? Want to take separate bedrooms or sleep four to the bed?"
"Separate," Alta said, at the same time Lloyd said, "All together."
Everyone laughed, then Lloyd asked of Alta, "Why no all in the same bed?"
"I'd be embarrassed, Lloyd."
"You weren't embarrassed with three in bed Why would four bother you?"
Alta blushed. 'That was different. We were sharing Mary. I want a little privacy this time."
"All right, baby," Lloyd said deferring to her embarrassed expression. "I'm a little disappointed, though. I'd wanted to see Cal screw you the first time."
"Lloyd!"
Calvin was grinning from ear to ear as Marie commented, "I guess they're all alike. Cal wanted to watch me get it the first time, too, honey."
"Did you let him?"asked Alta.
"No. I was like you... too embarrassed. The next time he watched, though, didn't you, Cal?"
"If I remember correctly," Cal said, chuckling, "I held your hand through it all."
"My tit, honey. That's what you held."
"No it wasn't, Marie. I distinctly reca-"
"I didn't mean to start an argument," Lloyd broke in. "It's all right with me if we separate. Alta wants it that way."
Calvin took Alta's hand again. "Shall we go?"
Alta blushed in spite of her resolve not to. It was so matter-of-fact, so businesslike. As she started to slide out to the edge of the couch and rise, Marie said: "Just hold on, you old lecher. Let the girl finish her drink first."
"Are you thirsty, Alta?"Calvin asked.
"It would help,"she said.
"Of course it would. It's a big step for a woman to take, Cal. Sit down and be patient."
Calvin sat back down, putting his arm around Alta's shoulders this time. When she turned to look at him, smiling weakly, he brought his mouth to hers and kissed her tenderly. "Take your time, sweetheart. I won't rush you," he said.
"That helped more than the drink," Alta said. "Kiss me again."
"My pleasure," Calvin said, all tenderness now as he took her drink from her hand and put it on the coffee table."
A chill sped up Alta's spine as she let Calvin take her intimately into his arms. Thinking about a man other than her own husband making love to her had been quite thrilling. But now that it was actually about to happen she felt an uneasiness. It surprised her after the way she'd so eagerly allowed Mary to love her. But it was different with Mary. She and Lloyd had shared her.
Then Calvin was kissing her again and she couldn't think. He really knew how to kiss! His lips were soft and warm against hers, working gently as his hands caressed her sides and back. It was nice to be kissed by Calvin. Dimly Alta was aware of movement on the couch beside her. She felt her husband's hip pressing against hers as he turned, probably to kiss Marie. Their hips touching made Calvin's kiss all the more enjoyable for her. It was a reassuring thing, the physical contact with her husband as a strange man kissed her. More confident now, and beginning to respond to Calvin's softly moving lips and stroking hands, Alta let her mouth open little by little. Calvin stuck his tongue between her lips, licking only at the inner surfaces of her lips, going from one corner of her mouth to the other, then back. Alta found it most pleasant. She extended her tongue and fenced with Calvin's, letting the tips touch and circle, touch and circle. It was such a lazy way to kiss. So relaxing, so natural. Soon Alta wanted more.
Hearing herself moan softly, she jabbed her tongue deep inside Calvin's mouth. His response was immediate. As he sucked down on her tongue, Alta felt his hand move from her back, coining around her side slowly but purposefully until he had her tit firmly grasped. God he was good at loving. So smooth and knowing. Alta felt herself relaxing more, giving herself over into Calvin's expert hands. He massaged her tit, bringing sigh after pleasured sigh from Alta's throat. She licked about inside his mouth, exploring, tasting his tongue, his smooth cheeks, moaning and ramming her tongue clear through his mouth and lapping at the back of his throat.
Again Calvin knew exactly the right time to forge ahead. She felt his hand leave her tit and move down to her nyloned knee. Alta whimpered into his mouth as she let her legs fall apart. Up her thigh came his stroking hand, kneading as it moved, rolling her soft flesh, thrilling her. He took his time. Alta wanted him touching her pussy. The way he seemed to know how and when to act had her trembling with anticipation. This man was going to make her body sing with joy, she knew; because already she was willing to let him lead her blindly into whatever he desired.
When his hand moved off her stocking and came into flesh to flesh contact with her moist, soft thigh, Alta was ready for anything. She wanted Calvin, longed to give herself to him, to open her legs and let him enter her in whatever manner he so wished. She gasped when his fingers brushed into her excited pussy.
"Oh, darling," she sighed, tearing her mouth from his and holding his face between her hands. She looked soulfully into his gentle eyes.
"Are you still embarrassed? " he asked, going on with his attentions under her dress.
"Oh, no," Alta said, dropping her hand to his lap and grasping his hard dick through his pants. She felt his hand cup her cunt. His fingertip was in her asshole and the heel of his hand was pressing at her throbbing clitoris. Delicious! Marvelous! She held tightly to his cock, closing her eyes as he rocked his hand over her vulva. The couch jiggled. A zipper sounded. Still Alta left her eyes closed, enjoying the gentle massage of her entire genital region. The fingertip kept nudging ever so pleasantly at her asshole. Nylon was between her openings and Calvin's hand, so there was no danger of him fingering her butt. Except for Mary's small finger, Alta's asshole remained virgin. Lloyd had since tried to coax her into letting him put his dick into her butt, but Alta had refused, as always. Now, strangely, she felt a growing desire for Calvin to use her in that way. Never had she been in more gentle and knowing hands, and the constant nudging and teasing at her anus was driving her near out of her mind! Did Calvin know what he was doing to her, Alta wondered?
A loud slurp sounded at couch level. Alta forced open her eyes and turned her head. Marie was on her knees in front of Lloyd, with his cock out of his pants. She held it in one hand, moving it about as her pink tongue flashed out again and again, licking his glans, his shaft, the big vein running the underside of his shaft. Her silver-flecked brown hair tossed about carelessly as she licked eagerly all over Lloyd's glistening organ.
"Jesus," Alta moaned, reaching over with her free hand and locking her fingers through Lloyd's. "What's wrong, honey?" Lloyd asked. "Nothing. Everything is just perfect. I don't want to separate now, Lloyd. You can watch while Cal screws me, if you still want to."
"You know I want to," Lloyd grinned, leaning over to meet Alta halfway and kiss her parted lips.
Marie got to her feet, smiling at Alta and Lloyd kissing. "I guess we're past the first hurdle," she said to Calvin.
Calvin took his hand from Alta's crotch and patted his wife's ample rear. They joined hands and he stood. "Looks like we all sleep together," he smiled.
A throaty laugh came soft and loving from Marie's smiling mouth. "God, Cal. I just love breaking in new swingers, don't you?"
"Greatest sport on earth," he chuckled. Then he put his arm about his wife's waist and started off toward the bedroom. "Come on kids," he called back "Let's get this party under way."
Lloyd and Alta scrambled up from the couch and hurried after their hosts, holding hands and giggling as they walked. Lloyd didn't bother to put his hard penis back into his pants, just let it sway lewdly from side to side as they went down the hall and followed the older couple into their bedroom.
As Calvin shut the door, Marie flipped on a bedside lamp. A soft rose light dimly illuminated the bedroom, revealing a king-sized bed with a satin cover. Alta sighed audibly.
"Do you like it?" Marie asked, obviously proud of her preparations for the evening of love.
"It's so exotic," Alta said, feeling another coil unwind deep inside her body. "I've never been laid on a satin spread."
"You've never been laid by a master like Cal, either, I'll bet," Marie replied, beaming at her husband.
"Quit bragging, honey," he said modestly.
"I'll toot your horn all I want to, daddy," Marie cooed. "I'm sure Alta will be agreeing with me before she leaves."
"Hey," Lloyd protested good-naturedly. "You're making me feel inferior."
Smiling, Marie went to Lloyd. She took his stiff dick in her hand. "With a sweet one like this, you've no reason to feel anything but pride. Get undressed."
As Lloyd began to unbutton his shirt, Marie fell to her knees and started blowing him. This time she took his organ deep inside her hot mouth, sucking down expertly and licking along the bottom of his shaft as her head moved lazily back and forth. Lloyd groaned at the moist heat surrounding his cock and went on getting out of his clothes. He saw Cal go to Alta. They kissed briefly, then Cal began stripping off her dress. Lloyd discarded his shirt and undid his trousers, unsnapping his shorts and letting them fall about his feet with his pants as Marie went on mouthing his organ. He felt her cool hands stroking his thighs and buttocks.
Alta's dress was gone now, and Cal was unfastening her bra. He pulled it from her. Big and lovely as they are, Alta's tits sagged only slightly when the bra left them. Lloyd heard the murmur of appreciation Cal uttered at the sight of his wife's breasts. A strange pride filled him as the older man took one of Alta's tits in each hand and hefted them lovingly. He bent and placed an admiring kiss on each puckered brown nipple. Alta sighed, looking at Lloyd and smiled as Cal pulled down her panties. She undid her garter bell. Cal slipped her panties over her feet, then pushed down her nylons. Alta lifted her feet as Cal removed her stockings and shoes at the same lime. Starting at her knees, Cal kissed up Alta's thighs. He worked her legs apart as he moved higher. When he got to her crotch, Cal pressed his face between Alta's thighs and kissed her dense patch of sex fur.
"God, that's a hairy snatch, baby!"Cal said excitedly.
"Don't you like it?" Alta asked, a teasing smile in her voice. She traced his bald spot with her fingertips. Cal buried his face into her crotch again. Her lower lip began to tremble as his tongue licked wetly up the steaming slit of her cunt.
"Like it?" Cal moaned, pulling his face from her and standing. He put one arm around her waist and cupped her cunt with his other hand. "Hell yes, I like it! It's beautiful. I've never seen a prettier puss, and I've seen quite a few in my time."
Alta started to say something but was silenced by Cal's sudden kiss. He held to her tits and thrust his tongue deep into her mouth. Alta moaned. She sucked down on his tongue and reached for his cock. Another groan sounded as she gripped Cal's hard organ. Holding his cock through his pants in one hand, Alta unfastened his belt and zipper with her other. She had to turn loose of his rod to get the hook at the top of his trousers open. Her hands trembled as she pushed down his pants and shorts. They fell to the floor silently. Alta took his naked dick hotly with both hands. She whimpered softly as she felt his thick, long penis. Then, still sucking his tongue, she lugged him forward by his rod.
The head of his circumcised tool touched her soft abdomen. Alta shuddered at the contact, threw her arms around him, hugged him tightly to her.
The sight of Cal's glans pressing into his wife's belly-made Lloyd groan. It topped off the delicious sensations Marie's hot mouth was sending throughout his loins. Cum boiled instantly in his tight nuts. Making fists to keep from grabbing Marie's head and shoving his throbbing cock clear down her throat, Lloyd stared at Cal's hands caressing his wife's nude buttocks and sent a torrent of spiraling sperm flying into Marie's hungry mouth.
Marie let out a tiny whimper as the first jet of Lloyd's cream hit forcefully into the back of her throat. She clung to his buttocks, swallowing instantly, sucking down all the harder on his twitching rod. Her throat worked again and again, gulping down every squirt of hot cum Lloyd gave her. She sighed contentedly, drinking all of his copious juice without losing a drop. When his cock ran dry, she held it in her mouth, cooing and lapping at the head in an effort to coax forth more semen.
Lloyd was torn between watching Marie's lovely face and the urgent actions of his wife and Cal. Cal was hurriedly throwing off his shirt and shoes now, and Alta was climbing onto the bed. She lay back on the satin spread, sighing and wiggling her ass as she opened her legs wide for Cal. An expression of dreamy expectancy made her face even more beautiful than usual. There was no hurry in her eyes, just a look of intense longing that she knew would soon be fulfilled. Cal stepped naked to the bed, smiling down at Alta. She held out her arms, welcoming him silently.
"Damn, honey," Marie said, taking her puffy lips from Lloyd's dick and standing. '"You're a juicy one!"
"Look,"Lloyd rasped, nodding to the bed. Marie chuckled. "You want to watch?" Lloyd stared hotly as Cal came down into his wife's open arms. "God, yes! " he said.
"Makes you hot, huh?"
"And how! Look, Marie. Watch it go in her!"
"Come on," Marie laughed. "Let's get a ringside seat."
She took Lloyd by the hand and led him to the side of the bed. "Sit down and watch while I get undressed."
Lloyd's dick had never gone completely limp; now, as Cal brought the bulging head of his big organ to Alta's parted and quivering pussy, it threatened to burst from the delicious pressure inside it. His mouth hanging open, he watched his wife's cunt lips being wedged gently apart. Cal's purplish glans inched slowly into Alta, stretching her cunt lips tautly. He paused with his coronal ridge still barely showing, moving his hips for better alignment, reaching under Alta to cup her buttocks.
"Jesus," Lloyd muttered, holding his own cock in a tight grip. He bent over and got his face up close. Alta's cunt was covered with her slippery clear fluid, shining wetly under the soft rose lighting. Standing hard and proud at the top of her elliptical slit, Lloyd saw his wife's clitoris throbbing with desire. It had left the protection of its hood and was now fiery red in color.
A glance was all Lloyd had time for, however; for Cal's ass tensed with readiness. A second later Cal was grunting and Alta was sucking in his breath deliciously as he hunched forward and drove his cock full into her silky vagina. The sound of Cal's balls splatting into the crack of his wife's ass brought a sob ripping up from Lloyd's chest. He felt a shortness of breath in empathy with his gasping wife. He helped her breathe, his own chest heaving along with hers. A tiny whimper of pure joy came from her trembling lips. She tremored twice, then threw her arms and legs around Cal's back and ass, clinging to him tightly as she shut her eyes.
"Alta?" Lloyd asked, his voice quavering with lust. "Is it good, darling? "
"Oh, shit," she moaned, turning her head to the side and opening her eyes to stare dreamily at her husband. She licked absently at her parted lips. "Kiss me, Lloyd. Kiss me, darling."
The bed bounced as Lloyd lay down beside his wife and Cal. He brought his face to hers, kissing her open mouth and thrusting his tongue in deep. She sucked down greedily on his tongue. Cal began fucking her, jostling her body about as he hit into her pussy hard and fast. Each time the head of his dick bumped into her cervix, Alta bit lightly at Lloyd's tongue and grunted into his mouth. Lloyd listened to the lewd sounds of flesh slapping on flesh. Alta loved it! She had her cunt full of strange cock and her mouth full of her husband's tongue; and from the sounds constantly escaping her dilated nostrils and coming all warm into his mouth, Lloyd knew she was thrilling to the double-ended invasion more than she had thrilled to their orgy with Mary. "Come on, Lloyd. Back off and let them screw." It was Marie, tapping impatiently at Lloyd's back. When he pulled his mouth from Alta's and scooted off the bed, Lloyd saw that Marie was naked now, also. Marie's soft tits sagged surprisingly little for her age. Her nipples were large and hard, pointed with desire and highlighted by blue veins just below the skin. Like an hourglass, her waist pinched in almost unbelievably small. Her hips rounded out quickly, soft and full, accenting her small waist and heavy breasts. She was all woman--desirable, soft, warm. With his wife's throaty outcries ringing in his ears, Lloyd took Marie into his arms and pressed her fragrant body to his. Her hard Hippies poked delightfully at his chest. He hugged her tighter, bringing his mouth to hers and kissing her as her large soft tits flattened warmly against him.
"Lie down," Marie gasped, her voice betraying the lust she felt. "On your back, honey. Let me do all the work this time."
Glancing at his wife, who was now sweating and hunching her cunt up furiously at Cal's pistoning dick, Lloyd lay down beside her. The bed jiggled, as Marie came eagerly atop him. She straddled his hips, standing on her knees. She grasped his hard organ and brought it to the needy opening of her cunt. Marie sank down, sighing as the head of Lloyd's dick pressed through her swollen cunt lips and started up her smooth sheath. On down her pussy descended, claiming Lloyd's peter as its own. Her pubic mound mashed wetly against his. Lloyd could feel the mouth of her womb flipping maddeningly at the head of his rod as Marie rotated her hips in a tight circle. She whimpered how good it felt, then leaned forward and braced with her hands on his chest.
Marie's mastery of the sexual technique was eminently brought home to Lloyd. He groaned with pure delight at the way she bent his hard organ about within her clasping cunt. Round and around went her fantastic ass, carrying his throbbing dick, mopping the walls of her vagina with his glans until Lloyd thought he would have to scream out from the unbearable joy it gave him. Then Marie paused, catching her breath, her large tits swaying lewdly and her chest heaving.
"Oh, God, Cal! Oh, darling, darling, darling!" Alta yelled, her head rolling about on the pillow as Cal ground his pelvis at her, with his cock stuck deep into her sweat-covered belly. Lloyd turned his head. He saw his wife trembling and shuddering. Her eyes were shut tight, savoring the intense sensations Cal's thick rod gave her as it stirred her insides thoroughly. Alta's hands were clenched into fists, beating lightly at the mattress on either side of her quivering hips.
"Honey?"
As Lloyd's word of endearment registered raspily on her lust-dulled brain, Alta opened her eyes and weakly turned her head toward him. She tried to smile but ended by only licking at her twitching lips and moaning soulfully.
"Are you coming, baby?"
"Yes, Lloyd. Yess!"
The ragged sound of his wife's voice whipped Lloyd's own passion to a fever pitch. "Jesus, baby. Jesus," he groaned, reaching for her hand.
Alta took his hand, locking their fingers together and squeezing with all her might. "It's good! Oh, Lloyd... Cal's cock is wonderful! Kiss me honey... quick!"
With Cal banging his dick into Alta and Marie sliding her hot pussy up and down Lloyd's throbbing rod, Lloyd and Alta brought their faces together and kissed tenderly. Cal grunted and Alta whimpered. Lloyd felt his wife shuddering jerkily as she thrust her tongue into his willing mouth. Her jerks had a rhythm, a male orgasmic cadence. The tiny whimpers coming from deep in her throat told Lloyd beyond a doubt that Cal was spraying her womb with jets of his hot cum at that very second.
"Baby... baby," Lloyd groaned around her darting tongue. "Christ, it sounds good! "
"Mmmm... oouuu," Alta wailed into his mouth, unable to say anything more at the moment.
Then Marie's strong, well-trained vagina began fluttering about Lloyd's cock, her orgasm triggering his. He thrust up his hips, sobbed, then exploded deep inside Marie's hot tunnel.