Chapter 4
Alta sat beside Calvin, smoking a cigarette and glancing back at the lights of Tucson as they wound up into the exclusive residential section. The houses were getting closer together as Tucson continued to grow, but still the hills boasted mostly fine homes with acreages instead of city-type lots. Cal drove silently, the tortuous curves and the narrow road demanding all his concentration. In the back seat Alta could hear Lloyd and Marie talking. Occasionally they kissed and murmured sweet nothings.
Last night had been one long orgy, with all four of them getting quite drunk and adventurous. Dim memories were all Alta could recall of the last goings-on before they'd fallen asleep, but she relished the final recollection. She remembered orgasming again and again as three mouths worked fervently all over her jerking and twitching body.
She smiled. Lloyd was really taken with Marie. She'd resented their mutual affection at first. But not now. The jealousy had been her conditioned response, dictated by society and not her thinking mind. Marie had soon let her know, with actions rather than unconvincing words, that her fears of losing Lloyd were totally unfounded. Alta chuckled, remembering the shock she'd felt when Marie brought both Cal and Lloyd's cocks to her mouth and sucked them both at the same time. Damn, but it had been erotic to see!
After that all three of them had turned on Alta-one kissing the upper part of her body, one her midsection and pussy, and one working on her legs and buttocks. Jesus, it had been good!
The next thing Alta remembered after those three mouths doing her so deliciously was waking alone and startled in the strange bedroom. The clock on the bedside table had told her it was three-forty-five, and the bright sunlight streaming in through the crack in the drapes announced afternoon rather than early morning. Slightly hung-over, her mouth tasting like the bottom of a birdcage needing a change of paper badly, she'd recalled the previous night with a smile. She'd sighed contentedly, stretching luxuriously between the satin sheets before she got up to shower.
She'd found the others sunning themselves on the patio and drinking tomato juice. They'd been waiting brunch for her. Alta had sipped the tomato juice Marie poured for her as she followed her into the kitchen. They'd cooked ham, pancakes, eggs, and made coffee, then called Cal and Lloyd in. The rest of the afternoon had been spent in a very lazy and relaxed manner, with no mention of sex at all. Alts had wondered why she and Lloyd weren't preparing to leave. She'd asked. Then they d toid her of the party at the secluded house in the hills overlooking Tucson.
And now, with Cal driving and Lloyd and Marie carrying on like teenage lovers in the back scat, Alta felt a tingling in her loins as they slowed and turned off on a graveled private drive. Several couples would be at the all-night party, Marie had said, perhaps as many as twenty. Bonnie and Craig had been delighted to have her and Lloyd come along with Cal and Marie, so Marie had told her. It woul be an all-out orgy. Alta had felt a shiver dart up her spine at I he word "orgy", which Marie had spoken so calmly. Alta had never been to an orgy, and wasn't at all sure she wanted to go to this one; but Lloyd soon talked her into it, telling her she wouldn't have to allow anything she didn't want.
"We have arrived," Cal announced grandly, pulling his car to a stop. He shut off the engine and lights. Turning in the seat, he took Alta's hand and asked, "Nervous?"
"I don't know what gave you that idea," Alta laughed. "I mean, just because my hand is shaking like a leaf!"
"Relax, baby," Cal said soothingly. "They're all nice people. Marie and I have been with most of them, haven't we,honey?"
"There won't be a single bad one in the lot," Marie assured. "Bonnie and Craig are very careful not to invite kooks."
"My stomach is doing flip-flops, just the same," Alta said.
Lloyd opened the back door. "Come on, Alta. A drink will settle you down. You'll enjoy it, honey. Won't she, Marie?"
Marie chuckled. "I'd bet on it, from the way she turned on last night. Let's go in. You and Alta will be the center of attraction at this whing ding."
"What?" Alta gulped, for she had been secretly hoping to get a drink and hide in a corner until she felt a glow.
"Sure. You're new blood. All the gals will want to try Lloyd and the men will be swarming around you like bees on a hive."
"For crying out loud! What did you have to tell me that for, Marie? I don't know if I want to go in there, now."
Marie laughed and reached up to pat Alta's shoulder before she got out of the car. Lloyd followed her, also laughing. As the back door shut, Alta slid across the front seat and allowed Cal to help her out. She noticed six cars besides Cal's parked close to the large, rambling ranch-style house. Nervously, she took Cal's arm and walked with him toward the front door, her knees feeling a bit weak at the thought of being the center of attraction for all the unknown men at the orgy.
Craig let them in. He shook hands with Cal and Lloyd, then hugged Marie tight and kissed her, his hands cupping her lovely butt and rolling it about. Alta felt an instant liking for Craig. He was tall and slender, tanned and ruggedly handsome, with sandy hair that defied any attempt at complete taming. She watched him kissing Marie and fondling her tail, wishing it were she rather than Marie in his arms. Then it was. He shook her hand, smiling broadly before he took her in his arms and kissed her. Alta was disappointed. The kiss Craig gave her was not an intimate thing, like with Marie. It was more friendly and distant, resembling the customary kiss of an uncle at a family reunion. Still, though it was short and proper, Craig's kiss left her with a pleasant feeling in the pit of her stomach. She took Cal's arm and walked behind Craig to the bar, her intense apprehension of moments earlier gone.
She accepted a Scotch and water, gulping it quickly down and passing her glass back to Craig for a refill. Bonnie came over to meet her new guests and greet Cal and Marie like the old friends they were. Bonnie was every bit as attractive as Craig. She, too, was tall and slender, with a lissome body that Lloyd literally devoured with his eyes. Her face was warm and pretty, though not beautiful by any stretch of the imagination. Her lips were what caught Alta's attention. They were full and sensual, moving constantly as she talked, smiling, pouting, dancing as she broke into little bursts of laughter. When Bonnie offered her hand, Alta had to fight the urge to kiss those wonderful lips. They were even fuller and softer than her own lips. She shook hands awkwardly, thanking Bonnie for allowing two greenhorns such as she and Lloyd to come into their home on the short notice Marie had given.
"Not at all, honey," Bonnie told Alta, looking her over closely from head to foot now. "Damn! You're made for it, aren't you? "
"For what?" asked Alta, looking down at herself to see if something was wrong.
Bonnie laughed. She took Alta's chin in her hand and raised her face. Bonnie's eyes twinkled as she said, "For sex, darling. God, you're beautiful! " Alta could feel her cheeks turning red.
"Delightful!" Bonnie exclaimed. "Ill be the most popular hostess in the group for having you and your scrumptious husband at my parly!"
The doorbell rang again. Bonnie patted Alta affectionately on the hip, then excused herself and went to let in the new guests. Alta watched her move sensually away, her hips undulating seductively as she walked gracefully as a cat toward the door. The spot where Bonnie had patted tingled pleasantly. Alta hoped she hadn't misinterpreted Bonnie's look just before she walked off. She wanted her! Across the room she noticed a short, muscular man admiring her as he chatted with a middle-aged woman several inches taller than himself. She returned his smile, then raised her glass to join the silent toast he offered. She wondered how all those muscles would feel with him lying atop her.
"God!" she breathed, to herself. She wanted everyone she saw! How could she be so bashful one minute and so sex-hungry the next, she wondered? The voices near her buzzed pleasantly as she looked about the large, tastefully furnished living room. It looked just like any other party, at the moment. Everyone was dressed and had a drink in hand, except the three couples who were dancing. Faces were smiling and mouths were moving with words Alta couldn't hear because of the, distance.
"Oh, my God!" Alta gasped, suddenly turning back to the bar ashen-faced and trembling.
"What's the matter, darling?" Lloyd asked, his voice full of concern at her frightened appearance.
"That man coming this way, Lloyd! He's the father of one of my pupils! I can't let him see me here!"
"The big ox in the slacks and turtleneck?" Marie asked.
"Yes. It's Mr. Osmond! His son is in my class," Alta whispered, her voice near desperation. "What am I going to do?"
"Why not take him to bed? " Cal offered.
Alta looked at Cal's grinning face She blinked dumbly.
"Relax, honey," Marie soothed. "Old Bill Osmond is here for the same reason the rest of us are. Christ, you ought to get to one of his parties if you want to see a real blowout!"
"Is his wife here too? "
"Of course. The Osmonds are the most active swingers of our group."
"But he's on the school board!"
"And she teaches Sunday school," Marie chuckled. "So what? " Alta tried to turn away so Bill Osmond wouldn't recognize her as he bellied up to the bar a few feet from her. She needn't have bothered, for he'd already seen her. He got two fresh drinks and came up behind her.
"Good evening, Mrs. Tyner."
Alta turned slowly, her mind groping for an excuse for her presence. It didn't come. "Hello, Mr. Osmond," she said timidly.
"Sure beats a P.T.A. meeting, doesn't it?" he asked, grinning from ear to ear.
"Mr. Osmond," Alta began. "I... this is... the first party like this I've been to," she stammered.
"I hope it won't be the last, Mrs. Tyner. You're going to get an invitation to my next one, I can tell you that!"
A sensible reply eluded her. Alta mumbled, "This is my husband Lloyd."
"Bill Osmond is my name," he said, smiling as he reached out to shake hands with Lloyd. "Glad to know you, Lloyd. Will you come to my next party? "
"Sure, Bill. We'd be delighted," Lloyd said.
"Hey," Bill asked. "Would you mind if I took Alta off your hands for a few minutes? I've been admiring her for months, and this seems like the perfect opportunity to cement parent-teacher relations."
"It's all right with me," Lloyd grinned. "Ask her."
"Alta?"Bill asked, grinning a lopsided grin.
"I wouldn't feel right about it," she pleaded. "Besides, the party isn't going good yet."
"Just a little conversation and a dance? "
"Well... "
"Go on, baby," Marie urged. "Loosen up and let down your hair."
"All right... Bill," Alta said, smiling unsurely as she moved her drink to her other hand and hooked her closest arm through his. "Loosen me up."
Alta met Mrs. Osmond but didn't get to talk with her long, for soon Bill had her dancing. He pressed close, letting his hands hold loosely to her buttocks. By the time his penis started poking into her belly, Alta was unwound enough not to mind it. In fact, she secretly got a thrill out of dancing belly to belly with the most important member of the school board. Something about it seemed extra wicked to her. She sighed, dropping her hands from his back and holding to his butt the way he held hers.
"Mmm," Bill murmured, squeezing Alta's buttocks and pulling her closer yet.
She giggled.
"What is it?"
"Nothing," she said, laying her head on his shoulder. "I was wondering what the rest of the school board and the teachers I work with would say if they could see us now."
Bill laughed. "They'd probably crucify us both!"
"Are there any other teachers like me... swingers, I... "
"No, damn it. Not that I know of, at least. Last year there was, a science teacher and his wife; but they moved to California. He got a better position." Alta wanted to ask who the male teacher was, but before she could speak Bonnie shut off the record and called for everyone's attention.
"We have a neophyte couple tonight," Bonnie told the dozen couples present, all of whom were stopping their activities to give her their undivided attention. "Lloyd and Alta Tyner. Come on, you two. I want to introduce you."
Lloyd stepped out and walked to Bonnie's side as Alta tried to pull within herself and disappear. "Go on, baby," Bill said, patting her ass to send her toward the center of the room.
Self-consciously, Alta went to join Lloyd and Bonnie. One of Bonnie's arms went around Alta's waist and the other around Lloyd's She smiled like a cat which had just finished a juicy canary.
"Aren't they delicious?" Bonnie asked, to which the other guests emphatically agreed. "Last night was their first swap. Cal and Marie were the lucky devils to get them. Marie was generous enough to call and offer to bring them tonight. Let's hear it for Marie!"
Alta stared dumbly at the grinning faces all about her, listening to applause and whistles and murmuring voices. Everyone was obviously delighted with her and Lloyd, yet the coarse way they were carrying on made Alta feel like a slave girl on the auction block. Bonnie's next words made her feeling complete.
"Take off your clothes, Tyners. Let us get a better look at you both," Bonnie said.
"No, Bonnie," Alta protested. "I couldn't! Not with everyone else still dressed."
"Sure you can, baby. Ill undress with you. It's time to get this party rolling," Bonnie insisted. "Lloyd doesn't mind, see? " It was true. Alta looked past Bonnie and saw her husband unbuttoning his shirt, with his coat already off and pitched carelessly onto a nearby chair. And Bonnie, when Alta turned back, was standing with her back to her and asking for help with her zipper. Alta unzipped Bonnie's dress. Nothing at all was underneath the dress. When Bonnie shrugged out of it, she was nude except for her shoes. Her buttocks danced delightfully as she kicked her dress away and stepped from her shoes.
The sight of Bonnie's lovely body sent a tremor of excitement coursing through Alta. Her tan was not as deep as Craig's, and where her bikini covered Bonnie's skin was still white and creamy. Her tits stood high and firm, and her nipples were soft and light brown. Bonnie's pubic hair was also brown, though darker than her nipples. Her medium-length blonde tresses contrasted vividly with her sex bush. Alta looked up into Bonnie's smiling face and was lost. Those soft full lips were smiling at her. They began to move as Bonnie's voice came soft and caressing into Alta's ears.
The words Bonnie spoke went unheard by Alta. All she caught was the throaty sound coming through those wonderful lips. Bonnie's lips held her gaze like a magnet, hypnotizing her, soothing her. She had to kiss them immediately. A small gasp sounded as Alta threw her arms around Bonnie and brought their mouths together for a passionate kiss. The murmurs coming from the others sounded warm with approval to Alta. Then Bonnie's lips parted. Alta took in Bonnie's tongue and sucked its sweetness, moaning as she ran her hands eagerly over her naked back and buttocks.
"Oh, baby," Bonnie sighed. "Let me get you out of those clothes!"
"Yes," Alta said. "Oh,yes!"
Trembling, Alta helped Bonnie get her clothing off. She could see the other guests through a hazy fog. Their words came into her ears as if from a great distance. Lloyd was naked now, and helping Bonnie make her naked, Alta realized. Finally Bonnie and Lloyd stepped back.
'Isn't she beautiful?" Bonnie asked, running her fingers through Alta's sex hair. "God! What a bush!"
"Eat her, Bonnie," someone called.
"I'm tempted," Bonnie admitted. "How about it, Alta? Shall we make it? It would be a great way to kick off the party, if you want to."
"I want you," Alta croaked, taking Bonnie's hands and putting them on her large breasts. "Love me! Hurry!"
"Lie down, darling," Bonnie said.
Alta dropped to the floor and lay back on the plush carpet, holding out her arms for Bonnie. She sighed as Bonnie came down and covered her body. They kissed, tongues fencing wildly as Alta stroked Bonnie's smooth back and butt. Cunt fitted to cunt, rocking and rubbing together as the other guests formed a circle around them.
Then Bonnie's mouth left Alta's and began kissing down her throat and chest. Those lips--soft and warm--nipping at the hard nipples of Alta's large tits sent spears of pure pleasure flying about inside her. God, it was so good! Alta moaned constantly. She could see the others pressing in close for a better view. It didn't matter. The passion within her had drivim out all shyness. She wanted them to look, to watch as Bonnie made love to her. There was Lloyd, his cock standing hard and a woman holding it in her hand standing beside him. She wanted to smile at her husband but couldn't. Bonnie was licking all over her stomach now, and her soft lips and wet tongue were driving Alta near out of her mind.
When Bonnie reached the top of Alta's dark triangle, she bit lightly at the coarse hair and tugged upward jerkily. Alta whimpered with joy expecting to feel those wonderful lips on her moist cunt at any second. But Bonnie had other plans. She bypassed Alta's pussy for the moment, taking her time as she licked the inner surfaces of her soft thighs just below her snatch. It was pure torture for Alta, intense and maddening. Unable to stand it another second, she sobbed out and scooted her crotch over Bonnie's face. "Get your legs up!" Bonnie hissed, taking Alta's legs behind her knees and pushing them up toward her chest as she rubbed her entire face into Alta's hairy hole.
Gladly, Alta lifted her legs and brought them up till her knees touched her tits. In that position her cunt was easy prey for Bonnie's mouth. Lips came hotly over her cunt. Alta gasped. Bonnie's tongue licked slowly from the bottom of her cunt clear up to the top.
"Bonnie! Oh, Bonnie," Alta moaned, shutting her eyes and shivering deliciously as the tip of Bonnie's tongue batted her throbbing clitoris back and forth. "I like that! Oh, Jesus!"
The sound of Alta's excited voice was all Bonnie needed. She went at her then, hungrily. Loud slurps sounded again and again as Bonnie sucked voraciously at Alta's quivering cunt. In less than two minutes Alta rushed into a shuddering orgasm She screamed out shrilly, beating at the floor with tight fists as Bonnie kept sucking and tonguing her fluttering pussy all during her violent come.
When Bonnie left her, Alta lay for a moment, gasping as she looked around her. Some of the other guests were nude now, and others were stripping. Craig knelt beside Alta and gave her a fresh Scotch and water.
"Thought you might need this," he said, smiling knowingly as she took the drink with a trembling hand. He helped her to sit up. "Bonnie got a little wild there. I hope it wasn't too rough for you."
"God, no," Alta said. "I loved it! Where is Bonnie? I want to do her."
"You'll have to wait till later. She went to get the time bomb."
"Time bomb?"
"Yeah. It's a kid's toy, really; but we use it to pair off for the first round. It makes it more interesting that way. No one knows who they're going to get for their first partner."
"Like the key bit?"
"Yeah, only this is more fun. There's no way to cheat with this gadget. The men and women line up facing each other, with the men all in one line and the women in the other. One of the men winds the bomb, tosses it to a woman. She passes it on to the next woman, and so on. When it pops, whoever has it steps out of line. Then the men pass it around till it goes off. The guy who's holding it when it pops gets the girl who is out of the woman's line."
"It sounds downright depraved," Alta said.
Craig laughed. "It is. That's what makes it so much fun."
"But what if you don't want the one you get paired with?"
"You be the sport and try not to show it. That's the only decent thing to do."
"I guess so. What about if a husband and wife get paired? " Craig grinned. "It rarely happens, but it's fun when it does. They have to lie down side by side in the middle of the floor and masturbate while the others watch."
"How terrible!" Alta gasped.
"Yeah, for some. It makes the bomb passing more suspenseful, though, don't you think?"
"Jesus... I hope I don't get Lloyd!"
"See how it makes the other men more appealing to you?"
Both Alta and Craig laughed. They looked into each other's eyes until neither was laughing any longer. "I hope I get you," Alta said suddenly, surprised at her new boldness.