Chapter 11
Don's party was the wildest yet.
The girl from the steno pool, who came as the "wife" of the gay boy, was a well built brunette who had a hot eye for all the men. Brower's date, once more, was Magda. Then there were the Petersons and the Waverlys.
Eight swappers, in all, guaranteed lots of action of every kind.
The big question was-would Lyle choose some gay action in preference to the enticement that the women offered.
The fag was Ronnie Sawyer. His alleged wife was named Louise.
The gang got down to the nitty-gritty right away. Clothes were pulled off by the grabbing hands of would-be lovers. Hardly anyone took off his own garments.
Don and Lyle both concentrated on the new girl, Louise. She squealed as Don pulled up her dress. Lyle got down on his knees and licked her legs above the tops of her stockings while he released her garters and pulled the stockings down.
Don's hand slid down her silk-encased belly and into her warm crotch.
"Oooh, baby, that's makin' me hot!" she cried.
"You can get as hot as you like tonight," he told her. "Let it all hangout!"
With that, Lyle got up and yanked open the hooks of her bra. Then she really did hang out... beautifully. Lyle filled his hands with her gorgeous tits and squeezed them, pushing them up. He bent his head and slurped at a stiff, rosy nipple.
"What horny guys!" Louise squealed excitedly.
Then, as if to find out if she'd really spoken the truth, she grabbed for the tabs of both their zippers. She yanked down the zipper keys, reached into their pants, and pulled out their hardening cocks. Those pricks quickly locked into extreme rigidity, pointing out and upward. Louise skinned Lyle's cockhead, and palmed his naked knob along with Don's.
Don slid down her silk panties and began to rub her meaty, moist cunt.
Elizabeth and Jennifer watched this with a certain measure of disdain. , Ronnie, who was a handsome chap, approached them with a smile. Not knowing about his sexual peculiarity, Elizabeth warmed to him. Jennifer turned away, and concentrated her attention on Brower.
Magda just watched, smiling slightly as she sucked on a cigarette.
"Do you dig this scene?" Ronnie asked Elizabeth, as he slid his hands suggestively up her sides.
"It's mosdy for the men," she replied. "You ought to be happy."
"There's lots to look at," he admitted, and made a pass at her tits, because he felt it was expected of him.
She enjoyed the feel of his strong hands, rolling her boobs.
He tilted his head and bent to kiss her. Their tongues fluttered together sensuously.
"Let's sit down and be comfortable," Jennifer suggested to Brower.
He backed up to a chair and she immediately plopped onto his lap. She parted her silken thighs and carried his hand up between them. His fingertips pressed her cunt through her nylon panties.
"Ooh, I like that!" she said. "My pussy's hungry tonight"
"What does it want?" Brower asked, as he pulled her panty aside and fingered her hair-bordered split.
"It'll take just about anything," she replied. "A finger would be good to start."
So, he wormed a finger between the plushy lips of her cunt and up her channel. He frigged her slowly and skillfully while she writhed and looked around.
Ronnie was lowering the top of Elizabeth's dress. He wanted to liberate her sizable tits.
Though a fag, he got a certain satisfaction out of tit-sucking. That was the only thrill a woman had to offer him. He didn't care for cunts at all. Ronnie was a sucker from the word go, but he liked to have something in his mouth when he sucked-like a tit, or better yet, a cock.
Don and Lyle had lowered Louise to the floor by this time, and they both were scrambling over her, kissing whatever they could get their mouths on and caressing the rest.
She felt as if she'd died and gone to heaven. Imagine having two handsome men-and junior executives, at that-both making love to her at the same time. She writhed and shook her titties. One was surrounded by Lyle's hand and the other surrounded by Don's. Don kissed her on the mouth, stroking his tongue in and out, while Lyle browsed around her pussy, licking through the hairs on her mound, then jumping down to her soft, smooth thighs.
It didn't take long for his mouth to reach the center of her juicy, soft quim. He fastened his mouth around the honey-hole and began to suck.
She tore her mouth from Don's and let out a wild cry of delight. Don moved his mouth to her titties and centered on a firm, rosy nipple. He sucked it up into his mouth and chomped pleasurably. Lyle's hand kept squeezing her other tit.
Louise bit her knuckle and squealed softly as Lyle's tongue stroked in and out of her pussy, sliding up and down, across her clit.
Ronnie removed Elizabeth's brassiere and caught her round, soft titties as they bounced out. She watched him as he admired them. He squeezed the bulbs so that her nipples thrust even more aggressively forward. Then he lowered his head and stuck out his tongue to lap at a rigid, rubbery nipple.
"Let's get down on the floor," Jennifer said to Brower. They did exactly that, and proceeded to pull off each other's clothes.
Magda felt a little miffed that no one was stripping her, but she took the slight in stride, and began to strip herself.
After sucking both of Elizabeth's nipples and giving her tits some playful pats and wiggles, Ronnie glanced toward Louise and the two men who were showing her a good time. Lyle had raised his head from her cunt, and both men were caressing her nude body. She, in turn, was pulling at their clothes. They cooperated and gradually became naked.
"Let's join them," Ronnie said, for he didn't believe it would look right for him to go over there alone. Louise, after all, was supposed to be his wife. That would leave only the men to explain his attraction, and this would be too obvious.
Don had told him that he mustn't be blatant in his seduction of Lyle.
Elizabeth went along, her tits jiggling nakedly while her dress still clung to her hips.
Jennifer, Brower and Magda were nude by now. Since she didn't feel like diddling herself, Magda joined the other two. This didn't please Jennifer, who wanted Brower all to herself. But what could she say? This was a party, and everybody was supposed to enjoy it
She did, however, manage to spread-eagle herself on top of the man, which left Magda only with the opportunity of kissing and caressing whatever portions of Brower happened to be sticking out... or of going after Jennifer.
Magda was no Lez, but she was a switch-hitter in the current mode. Since Brower was old stuff to her, she didn't mind concentrating on Jennifer. She began to kiss along the back of one of Jennifer's legs, licking her in the sensitive pocket behind her knee, and proceeding on up her sleek thigh.
The slim redhead was mildly annoyed, but at least she had Brower underneath her, and his rigid prick was thrusting aggressively against her belly. She adjusted her position a little, and that stiff cock slid right into her moist, ready cunt
As she rotated her hips around his whang, Magda kissed all the way up to her bottom. The exotic brunette tongue-washed her cute, smooth ass.
"This is what my pussy likes," Jennifer purred down at Brower, as she gyrated her twat delightfully.
Louise, Don, Lyle, Elizabeth and Ronnie formed a pile of wiggling, mostly naked flesh in the middle of the floor. Don and Lyle still had their socks on, and Elizabeth was still clothed from the waist down.
As the quintet writhed about, kissing and caressing one another, Elizabeth's rear happened to point in her own husband's direction. He didn't like the idea of her having her ass covered while everyone else's ass was naked and available for whatever use the other swappers wished to make of it. So, he gripped her dress and panties and, with one tug, brought both garments down, baring her round and beautifully contoured bottom. She still wore her stockings and garter belt, but they enhanced rather than concealed the beauty of her fanny and twat, and those decorative garments certainly didn't interfere with anybody's access to her choice parts.
Ronnie sucked one of Elizabeth's drooping, soft tits. He didn't want to go after Lyle yet. There was plenty of time.
Don and Lyle each sucked one of Louise's boobs. Lyle's hand, on her pussy, felt another hand seeking to crowd his out. He was surprised to discover that the other hand belonged to Elizabeth.
He kept his hand where it was, two fingers sliding moistly in and out of Louise's quim. Let Liz find some cunt he was tired of-Jennifer's, for instance.
But Jennifer's red-fringed snatch was well occupied by Brower right now. His prick pumped vigorously up and down in it, while Magda ranged over Jennifer's back, kissing and caressing.
Finally Magda succeeded in working her way partially between Jennifer and Brower. She turned his head to face her, and she kissed him while he kept fucking Jennifer.
Don, glancing up from Louise's breast, was happy to see his wife making such good time with the boss. But why was that Magda cunt horning in?
He decided he should go over there so Magda would have someone else to play with.
As he approached, Magda quit kissing Brower and resumed licking Jennifer. She pulled one of Jennifer's titties to the side and clamped her mouth around the rigid, pink nipple.
Don wondered how his wife liked that. From all outward appearances, she was trying to concentrate on Brower. Her cute ass wiggled and bumped against him as she took his long-stroking pecker deep inside her cunt.
Don reached down, grasped Magda by the arm, and drew her away from Jennifer and Brower. The brunette gazed at Don's swaying, half-hard cock, then grasped it, moving up to him on her knees. She wrapped her mouth around the knob of his prick and began to suck.
"Oh, baby ... !" he growled, and ran his hands into her shining, jet hair.
She sucked and licked his cockhead until it was huge, his shaft iron-hard. Then she let it go, sliding her lips slowly and moistly off its tip. His pecker jerked, gleaming.
"Goddamn!" he said. "I've gotta have a place to stick this!"
"Be my guest," Magda purred, and lay down. She parted her legs, opening her rosy, black-fringed pussy to his penetrating thrust.
He got down on his knees, between her legs, and drove his aching pecker at her inviting, little red hole. In his cock went, sliding slickly, until her cunt was stuffed with his manly hardness.
She reached up with arms and legs, wrapping him in a snug embrace. Their bodies undulated together, his cock stroking in her warm quim.
Jennifer kept fucking atop Brower. He pulled at her pink nipples and twisted them.
Elizabeth, Louise, Lyle and Ronnie entangled themselves in various ways. At one point, Lyle found himself snugly sandwiched between his wife and the other woman. He faced Louise, his hard cock sticking upward between their bellies. He twisted his head and gnawed at one of her tits. Elizabeth had hold of Louise's other boob, but her other hand was between Lyle's legs, fondling his balls.
This meant nothing, as far as Elizabeth was concerned. Lyle's balls had just been the handiest thing to grab, at the moment.
Ronnie was behind Elizabeth, his arms extended forward around her. He was shaking and squeezing her tits. His stiff cock lay in the warm crack of her ass.
She turned toward him. Lyle took advantage of this opportunity to swing atop Louise. Ronnie mounted Elizabeth, because it seemed the only thing to do.
Neither man drove his cock into his partner right away. Lyle twisted his head and bent to suck some more at Louise's titties. At the same time, his hand crawled around the near tit of his wife. He squeezed that as he kept suckling at Louise's tasty nipples.
Ronnie kissed Elizabeth's mouth, slowly stroking his talented tongue in and out.
Don glanced their way as he humped Magda. He was anxious for Ronnie to make his play for Lyle. Now would be a good time, Don thought, while only Elizabeth and Louise were with them. It made no difference what either of these women thought.
Ronnie apparently decided the same thing, for he reached over and placed his hand against Lyle's bare ass. Lyle turned and looked at him. Ronnie smiled.
Son of a bitch! Lyle thought. The guy's a goddamned
At first, Lyle merely regarded this as funny. He didn't take it as a threat. He didn't even get sore.
But he did push Ronnie's hand away from his butt, and he bent again to Louise's nipple, which was moist from his spit, very rosy, and appealingly tall. He wrapped his lips around it again and sucked upward, tugging it pleasurably.
Ronnie was confused. Don had said this cat was a gay swinger. So why hadn't he seemed more interested in
Ronnie's caress?
One possible answer was that he didn't dare respond while his wife was near. Why die hell hadn't Don drawn
Elizabeth away from them?
Well, Ronnie would bide his time awhile longer.
He resumed kissing Elizabeth and playing with her titties.
"Put it into me, baby," Louise told Lyle, as she wiggled her belly against his stiff cock.
"Sure you want it now?" he teased, grinning down at her.
"Oh, shit, I'm going crazy!"
He chuckled, gave his hips a deft twist, and nosed his eager cock into the snug, warm harbor of her cunt.
"Now fuck!" Louise demanded, as his stiff prick slid into her all the way.
He proceeded to fuck her. And this time he didn't go about it as if the room were on fire and he was in a hurry to leave.
Always, in the past, he had taken the subconscious view that to fuck a woman was such a rare and precious delight that a man should take maximum advantage of the opportunity as quickly as he could, before she got away. These days, however, there was fucking figuratively coming out of his ears. Every time there was a party, he found himself surrounded by willing cunts. No. Eager cunts.
So, what was the rush? Relax and enjoy it longer had become his new motto.
He stroked his cock in Louise's pussy slowly, and she writhed voluptuously beneath him, pressing her soft cunt lips around the base of his pecker each time he plunged it in. She panted and moaned.
"Ooh, that's so good, baby!" she said. "Do it. Doooo it! Wowww!"
He kept thrusting, slowly and steadily. He propped himself on his arms and watched her passionate face contorting. He twisted his head every once in awhile to kiss her panting lips or to pull a quick suck on the tip of a quivering titty.
Ronnie kept watching him.
Thit, he dothn't look like a gay boy! Ronnie thought. That thquare-ath Don mutht have the wrong idea.
But Ronnie had a hundred dollars riding on his performance tonight. He had to at least make a thorough effort to seduce Lyle, or he wouldn't get paid. And, to a struggling young actor, a hundred bucks was a lot of bread.
"Well, are you gonna fuck me or aren't you?" Elizabeth asked, as she smiled up at him.
"Oh, yeah," he said, as if he'd been guilty of a mere oversight, and he slid his hard dick into her waiting cunt. "Mmmmm!" she said. 'That feels good!" He said nothing, but merely proceeded to stroke his hard pecker in and out of her twat. He was faintly revolted, but there was no way he could have avoided this without drawing unwelcome attention to himself.
Don fucked Magda rapidly, bringing her to a squealing, heel-thumping climax. His semen leaped inside her, striking fire at the base of her cunt.
Brower rolled Jennifer over and humped her hard. Her ass bounced against the carpeted floor. She kicked her legs in the air in the customary manner, wailing ecstatically.
Ronnie realized he would have to screw Elizabeth to a climax and wait until Lyle had finished with Louise before he could make a play for the other man. Oh, the thacrifice a man hath to make for hith Art... and for the bread he needth to thuthtain himthelf!
He fucked Elizabeth with simulated passion, but she responded whole-heartedly. She bounced her hot quim up and down on his pumping prick. The greedy cunt sucked at his rod. Her tits quivered and leaped.
Right beside them, Lyle was having a great time with Louise. She bobbed her twat even faster than he could stroke his cock into it.
"Ooh, go!" she yelled. "Ride me! Oh, baby ... screw, screw, sssscrew!"
She dug her nails into his back. She had her legs wound around his thighs in serpentine fashion. Her body undulated from hips to shoulders, like the rolling of a stormy sea. The prow of his trusty schooner kept dipping into the waves-fucking, fucking.
He was holding out well. She struggled to her climax and got it before he began to complete. As her hot cunt spasmed around him and gripped his pecker fiercely, he went off, jerking and jetting his hot sauce into her. His balls pumped themselves dry.
"Oh, shit, that was the greatest!" he said. "Man, you can say that again!" Louise moaned. Their mouths came together in a steamy kiss of mutual gratitude.
Elizabeth was pumping wildly beneath Ronnie.
"Ooh, that's it!" she cried. "More! More! Don't stop! Keep socking it to me. Oooh, baby, how you can fuck!"
Thut up, you obthene cunt! he thought. But he just kept lobbing his stiff pecker into her juicy twat, determined to finish her off, if it took all night. He had remarkable staying power, because his heart wasn't really in this kind of action. This, ironically enough, made him a very desirable lover, from a woman's standpoint.
Elizabeth careened to a crashing climax. She tossed her head and bobbed her pussy as she quivered all over. Ronnie forced himself to bear down. He stroked briskly through her tempestuous orgasm and finally drove himself to a jetting release.
He lapsed atop her.
"Oh, honey, that was so good!" she said, and found his mouth for a warm, wet kiss.
He kissed back, without passion, and climbed off.
Louise got up to go to the little girls' room, and Elizabeth tagged along.
This was a break for Ron. He and Lyle were now alone together.
"It's a drag, isn't it?" he said, as he reached for a cigarette on a nearby table. "What do you mean?"
"Fucking," Ronnie said, and shook out his match. Lyle said, "Man, you're in sad shape." Ronnie looked at him. "We're alone now. You can level with me."
"Shit, I'm leveling with you! What the hell makes you think I'm not?"
Ronnie glanced quickly at Don. The other man was watching. This meant Ron would have to close in and make his big try.
He reached out and took hold of Lyle's soft prick. "Hey, cut that out!" Lyle demanded, and shoved his hand away.
But Ronnie persisted. "Let's split to a bedroom, hmmm? We could have a real time for ourselves in there-just the two of us."
"Man, you're sick! Get the hell out of here."
Lyle got up and walked away.
Ronnie looked at Don and shrugged.
Don glanced at his wife. Brower had left her and was having a drink with Magda.
Christ, Don thought: Both he and Jennifer had struck out But Brower hadn't shown any particular interest in Elizabeth this evening, either. Was it possible that he'd played both Lyle and him for suckers-that the old man didn't give a hoot for either of their wives? Lyle walked over to him.
"Do you know your friend Ronnie is a fag?" Lyle asked. Don appeared surprised. "I had no idea," he said. "Well, I wouldn't invite him to any more of these parties. Otherwise he's apt to get his pretty nose busted."
"Yeah ... I guess you're right," Don mumbled.
The orgy resumed, but with less fire than before. Don was dejected. Taking her mood from his, Jennifer lost interest.
Elizabeth made a play for Brower, but Magda kept horning in. Lyle settled down with Louise again. She was the only one who was really hot for more screwing.
He kissed and caressed her. After a while, Brower joined them. This left Elizabeth and Magda together. Don and Jennifer joined in, for the sake of appearances.
Ronnie faded away, but nobody missed him. Ho collected his hundred dollars from Don before he left. "I tried, man," was his only explanation.
At the climax of the evening, Lyle lay on his back in the middle of the floor and Louise was atop him, fucking his upthrust prick. Brower moved up to her from behind and fed his stiff cock into her asshole. She didn't mind in the least.
In fact, she had a real ball as the two pricks stroked in and out of her body at the same time. Each man could feel the other's prick pumping. This heightened their excitement, and they fucked her cunt and asshole to a thrashing, three-way climax.
Elizabeth, Jennifer and Magda swarmed over Don, taking turns either fucking or sucking his rigid cock. While one did that, the others kissed and petted him. He pulled first one woman's titty into his mouth, then another's.
In spite of his downcast mood earlier, he built to a mighty climax. Magda happened to be impaled on his prick when he let go, and his cum fountained upward into her twitching, sucking pussy.
After he extricated himself from the heap of flesh, the three women settled for one another. They formed themselves into a daisy chain: Elizabeth pressed her mouth to Magda's juicy cunt, while Magda sucked Jennifer and the latter pleasured Elizabeth in the same way.
Don and Lyle settled down to some heavy drinking.
Brower smiled sardonically as he surveyed the scene.
"Wanta try again? " the insatiable Louise inquired, as she moved up to him.
"Maybe later," he said. "In the meantime, why don't you get in on that action? " He indicated the girly-go-round which occupied the center of the floor.
Louise gazed at the three cunt-lapping women and shook her head. "Unh-uh, baby. When I'm hot, I've gotta have a big, stiff prick."
"I'm afraid we're out of stiff pricks right now," Brower replied.
Men! she thought. Why the hell do they always poop out so fast?