Chapter 8
The party was at Brower's luxurious apartment, and his date for the evening was his steady mistress-an exotic brunette named Magda Reynoso.
After everyone had taken a couple of drinks and gotten acquainted, or reacquainted, the host made an announcement:
"We're here for fun, so I suggest we all take our clothes off right now. Then we can do as the spirit moves us. Remember-nothing's out-of-bounds."
His suggestion was as good as a command to all those present. The mass stripping proceeded in a spirit of frivolity. Everyone seemed pleased to show themselves to everyone else.
Breasts popped out. Thighs, bottoms and bushy boxes went on display. Dongs swung free. The men eyed the women's charm, and the women mentally measured the men's pricks, estimating how long and thick they would be when they acquired a hardened state.
This wasn't long in happening, because the men and women immediately moved into embrace. There was no competition over the choice of partners. Don naturally turned to Elizabeth, and Lyle paired off with Jennifer. This left Brower and Magda to each other, at the beginning, but that, too, was all right. He wanted to observe the others in action awhile, and Magda was there only to please him, so she sat complacently at his side until the tune came for her to "perform."
All participants, in fact, were very much like trained seals, and Brower was the ringmaster of the show. Don experienced a surge of delight as he ran his hands up the sleek sides of Lyle's wife, and around to her front to catch the round, swaying tits that pointed their stiff nipples at him. Fie squeezed the voluptuous boobies, and his fingers sank into their warm, smooth masses. He worked them like baker's dough.
His wife's tits didn't give him that kind of action. Sure, they were nice and firm, and they had great shape .. . but it was good, for a change, to handle a pair of real gassers like this!
Elizabeth smiled up at him and, while he held her titties in both hands, he bent and fastened his lips to hers. Their mouths opened, and their tongues stroked excitedly. His cock fattened and began to rise.
Lyle had gazed with fascination at Jennifer's fair skin, her pointed, pink-tipped titties, and the real, red hair that clung like a gossamer cloud to the mound of her pussy. Now he moved to her and took her in his arms. Their mouths merged, while her tits drilled into him, and he caressed the taut, springy cheeks of her ass, which was more compact and firm than Elizabeth's. Brower watched with interest.
Magda sat next to him on the sofa and smoked. A small ash dropped onto one of her tits. She gave her shoulders a shake; die full boobs swung to and fro, bobbing, and the ash bounced off. She looked down at her black tuft of pubic hair and fluffed it with her fingers.
The embraces of die two couples in the center of the room became more impassioned. Both men's peckers were hard.
"Get down on the floor," Brower directed. "Everyone be comfortable."
Again responding like trained animals to their master's command, the swap-lovers sank to the thick, shag carpet Elizabeth decided that the time had come for her to prove her superiority at the orgy game, so she threw a leg across Don's husky form and mounted him. Laughing, she wiggled her shaggy, soft cunt against his belly.
He gazed up at her quivering tits, then let his hands follow his eyes. He took hold of her marvelous playthings and began to manipulate them at will. He slapped the heavy boobs together, lifted them and let them drop; he wiggled them around, squeezed them, and pulled at their tips.
Elizabeth responded on the physical level. She couldn't help this. Don's hands were large and strong. They made her boobs ache pleasurably.
She leaned forward, bracing herself on her arms. Smiling, she wiggled her shoulders from side to side, causing her tits to toll like bells above his face. He pulled first on one, then on the other, milking her like a cow.
She dropped a titty against his lips and he eagerly sucked in the nipple. He chomped on it, swabbing the nubbin with his tongue. Elizabeth writhed with pleasure, wiggling the titty in his warm, wet mouth.
Right next to Don and Elizabeth, the other couple lay on their sides. Jennifer boldly caressed Lyle's hard cock as he licked one of her conical boobs and twiddled the other nipple with his fingertips.
Brower found it exhilarating to watch all this, but he wasn't primarily a watcher. He demanded direct, personal involvement. His hand dropped to Magda's lush lap. She uncrossed her legs and parted her thighs for him. His deft fingers wandered down, through her fluff and onto the plush, warm lips of her pussy.
She placed her hand in his lap and began to fondle his flaccid dick. It didn't remain flaccid for long. As it lifted proudly, gathering mass and length, Magda remarked, "You've got the best cock in the room, darling."
"Always buttering me up, aren't you?" he said, but he large. She gripped the rock-hard shaft and rubbed the knob back and forth along her lips. He groaned and began to kiss her on the thigh.
Lyle rolled atop Jennifer. As he fitted his stiff prick into her cunt, he watched his wife go down on Don. She took an amazing length of his tally whacker in her mouth, and it was obvious from the way her cheek and throat muscles were working that she was sucking on the cock as well as laving it with her tongue.
Good girl! Lyle thought. He wanted Don to discover what a hot wife he had.
Then Lyle directed all his attention to Jennifer awhile as he began stroking his dick in her pussy. She moved her hips against his penetrating thrusts, taking all his cock up inside her on each plunge. His head grew light. He moved faster.
So he's one of those fast boys, Jennifer thought. Oh, well ... no matter. Brower will get to me before the evening's over, and this time I'll give him one hell of a ride! Before we're through, hell really know he's been fucked.
She screwed Lyle energetically while, right beside her, Elizabeth hunched over Don's cock, running it in and out of her throat as she bobbed her head and sucked. He rooted in between her thighs, going for her sweet parts. He licked the soft, warm lips of her pussy, breathed in its delicious fumes, then sank his tongue into her moist socket, fastening his lips to the wiggly folds of her cunt. Her pussy seemed to grab at his tongue as he slid it in and out. He sucked up globes of her honey.
Elizabeth let his prick pop out of her mouth. She licked the plump, gleaming knob all over. Jennifer watched the rosy tongue moving over her husband's cock. Old Liz is sure thorough, she thought, as she pumped away with Liz's husband, feeling his stiff pecker sinking deep in her cunt, withdrawing, and sinking again. smiled at her.
"I'm just stating a fact. Your prick is longer and thicker than either of theirs."
She spoke softly, so the other men couldn't overhear, since there was music playing. But they wouldn't have paid attention, anyway. Each was fascinated by the opportunity to explore the other's wife-to squeeze and suck her tits, to French-kiss her, to pet the fur on her mound-while her husband lay right next to them, doing the same thing with the other's wife.
Magda pushed back Brower's foreskin and stimulated his cock head with a gentle scratching by her nails. He was running a fingertip up and down her moist meat, delving shallowly into her cunt, withdrawing, and nibbling lightly back and forth across her clit.
On the floor, the four swappers rolled into a single heap of writhing flesh. Legs intertwined. The women found themselves momentarily tit-to-tit. Lyle's hand wormed its way between their boobs. He palmed Jennifer's titties while Elizabeth's fuller and softer boobs rubbed the back of his hand, her firm nipples scratching him.
Don wiggled downward in the pile and played with the soft, shivery globes of Elizabeth's ass. She wrapped her hand around his cock, while Lyle's cock poked her thigh. Then she felt Jennifer's hand slide down and grasp Lyle's prick. She watched the other woman's hand stroke it, and she felt no jealousy over the fact that this was her husband. Jennifer was welcome to him tonight, and he was welcome to her.
Elizabeth wanted to impress Brower in the way she swung with Don ... and later with Brower himself, if he so desired. Now she was conscious of his gaze, as she turned away from the others and bent to Don's bristling loins.
His cock was neatly circumcised. Its head was blunt and
Elizabeth ran her tongue around the ridge of Don's cockhead. Then she lapped at the underside of his prick noisily. Now she fitted her soft lips over the very tip of his pecker and fluttered her tongue against that super-sensitive point.
She hoped Brower was still watching her. She didn't want to lift her head just now to make sure.
He was watching. A sixty-nine, such as Elizabeth and Don were performing on their sides, was more interesting than a plain, old-fashioned fuck, even though he could look between Lyle's legs and watch his stiff prick pumping in and out between the rosy, hair-fringed lips of Jennifer's twat.
Magda watched that, and she pushed her snatch forward so Brower could get deeper inside it with his diddling finger. She kept caressing his cock gently, knowing she shouldn't try to get him too excited at this stage, but wanting to keep his interest up.
His interest, animated by his pecker, stayed up very well. That rod was very long and stiff, its bulbous head gleaming dully.
Magda glanced down at it and noticed a gleaming drop of clear lubricant beginning to ooze from its little slit. She bowed, and her black hair tumbled against his thighs and belly. Her pink tongue snaked out and gave a circular swipe over the pinnacle of his prick, lapping up the pearl of moisture. She tasted its salty succulence.
When she started to lift her head, Brower's hands settled on it.
"Suck more, darling," he said.
She sucked gently, licking his cockhead at the same time. He watched Elizabeth mouth Don's prick, then glanced at Lyle's wet, red piston stroking rapidly in Jennifer's cunt, pulling her little, pussy lips in and out. He lifted his glass and took a long sip.
When Lyle began to climax, Jennifer bobbed her pussy last, but she didn't really cum. He was too quick for her. She required a great deal more stroking, or else a pretty thorough tongue job beforehand.
Her husband hungrily ate Elizabeth's tasty twat, sinking his teeth in the tender meat as he tongued it and slurped up its heady juice.
She bobbed her head faster on his prick, taking it deep into her throat each time she plunged. It rode the cushiony, softly abrasive trough of her tongue, then bunted her palate, her teeth scraping it.
Don's resistance was about to give way. He fastened his lips on Elizabeth's clit and sucked at it, waggling his tongue back and forth across its sensitive tip. She bucked, came down hard on his cock, until she had the entire shaft in her mouth and throat. They both finished at the same time. Don's thick cream flooded her throat and washed down to her stomach, while her cunt quivered spastically against his face. The most wondrous warmth washed over her.
When she finally raised her head and looked dizzily around, everyone was watching her.
Jennifer smiled. "That was very good, Liz," she said in a slightly catty tone.
Elizabeth didn't mind. She'd enjoyed herself, and she'd impressed Brower. She could tell by the look on his face. What Jennifer thought didn't make a particle of difference. Lyle didn't say anything. He just looked at her. Don disentangled his head and shoulders from her thighs. He sat up, his face wet with her cunt juice. She thought she saw a sharp look pass from Jennifer to him. But he seemed too thoroughly refreshed and relaxed to mind.
Magda had risen by this time. She sipped from her glass and gazed dreamily at the people on the floor.
"Why don't you get down there and join them, Maggie?" Brower suggested. "Lyle and Don look as if they need a little added stimulation."
"Are you implying Jennifer and I aren't enough for them?" Elizabeth inquired with a smile. "If you can prove you are, go ahead."
"I think it would help them to watch you and me," she suggested boldly.
Brower didn't mind. He got up from the couch and carried his stiff prick to the center of the room. Magda strolled with him. She made Lyle think of a cat, with her sleek, black hair hanging next to her smooth, tawny skin, and the fluid way in which she moved.
Both she and Brower knelt with the other swappers. Jennifer realized she was being nosed out, but she couldn't very well fight Elizabeth for first crack at Brower. That wouldn't be ladylike.
Brower kissed Elizabeth, snaking his tongue into her mouth. She sucked and nibbled on it. Her hand surrounded his cock and gave it a few stimulating squeezes.
He lifted one of her tits and lowered his mouth to the thrusting, beige nipple. He wrapped his lips around that rubbery peg and sucked. His hand slid to her loins and manipulated the pussy lips which were still moist from Don's kisses and the flow of cunt honey those kisses had inspired.
Brower slid his finger into Elizabeth's cunt and stroked it up and down.
As soon as he released her titty and sat up, she immediately bowed her head to his upstanding cock. Jennifer watched, her green eyes sharpening. Lyle got i thrill from watching his wife suck the boss.
Don also seemed interested, for next Magda snuggled against him, and he apparently decided it would be more fun to fuck her than to ogle Liz and Brower .. . assuming he could get his cock up. He lay down with her on the rug. His palms rolled her luscious tits, and their small, sharp nipples pricked him. He squeezed a tit between his thumb and fingers and bent to lick the dark, little stem.
Magda fondled his cock and balls, but the tube remained soft.
He kissed his way downward on her body, licking her belly button. She shivered pleasurably, and her soft, tummy flesh vibrated against his face.
He nuzzled into her fur; his tongue snaked among the black curls. She spread her legs wider, hooking one around his neck. He bent to the meaty feast that she offered.
He couldn't remember having ever eaten two pussies in one evening before. He hoped the juice wasn't too fattening. As he opened her cunt with his questing tongue and began to slurp up her honey, it fattened only his prick. That pleased them both.
"Why don't you try that with me?" Jennifer suggested to Lyle.
"Do you like to have your cunt sucked?" he asked. "All women like to have their cunts sucked. Doesn't your wife?" "I suppose."
"Well, get down there then. Give me some tongue, baby." She smiled. He bent to her pussy.
He petted the pretty, red hairs away from her moist, pink split and inhaled the mingled fragrances of her arousal, his earlier ejaculation, and the tantalizing perfume she wore. This wild amalgam went to his head, and he dove to the rosy cunt which he opened with his thumbs.
He fluttered his tongue in her delicate pussy, and Jennifer moaned with pleasure. This was more like it!
Perhaps Lyle wasn't such a waste of time, after all.
He licked up and down between her slick, pussy petals and lapped at the tense clitoris. Jennifer writhed as she gazed at what he was doing.
He reached up and grasped both her firm tits. He squeezed and wiggled them as he fastened his lips around the orifice of her inner cunt. He fluttered his tongue in and out of the grabby little channel, then withdrew his tongue altogether and settled down to some serious sucking.
Jennifer moaned. She pressed her soft, wet cunt against him. He drew in her tangy juice, along with the thick, slippery cum he'd deposited within her twat earlier. He gulped it down.
Jennifer began to groove with his lovemaking.
Just as Magda began to groove with Don, he raised his face from her hair pie and swung atop her. He drove his prick up her pussy, filling her with his throbbing manhood.
"Ooh, fuck ... fuck ..." she said, flopping her head from side to side on the shag carpet. Her lustrous black hair fanned out.
Don thrilled as his stiff cock glided in and out of her snug, warm cunt. His balls bounced against her crotch each time he slapped his hard meat in. Magda rose to his thrusts, seeking to absorb more and more of his prick. She twisted her pussy around it
Elizabeth raised her mouth from Brower's cock, panting.
"Do you want me to suck you all the way off, or do you want to screw me?" she asked.
She was hoping he would want to screw. She hadn't been fucked yet tonight, and her itchy snatch needed it
'It's up to you, darling," he said.
"Then fuck me, please," she begged. "I want your big, stiff cock."
She made it sound as if she really meant it. The fact was that she did. Brower was happy to climb aboard her voluptuous body and sink his hot cock, inch by gliding inch, into her juicy warmth.
He and Don fucked side by side-his mistress under Don, and another man's wife under him. That other man continued to suck greedily at Jennifer's honey pot. She was sobbing and writhing against him by now.
Elizabeth caught a glimpse of this, and it seemed to her that Lyle was proving himself a much better lover with Jennifer than he'd ever been with her. It was the wanton atmosphere of the swap fest that was responsible, she supposed. It couldn't be that he actually prefers Jennifer.
She wasn't able to devote much thought to this because Brower's cock was churning and stroking delightfully in her throbbing pussy, prodding her up the road of passion toward the glittering shrine at its crest.
How that man could work! And he really had the tool for the job. She'd never seen nor felt a longer, stiffer prick. He certainly gave the lie to the widespread belief that middle-aged men were less virile.
She moved with him eagerly, taking his rigid prong to the very bottom of her well. She enjoyed the slight pain as it poked against her womb. She honestly and thoroughly enjoyed herself now. There was no thought of resentment or even of the necessity to please this man. She was pleasing herself!
For his part, Brower found her a very satisfactory fuck mate. Supported on straight arms so he could watch her while he screwed, he liked the look of lust on her face; he liked the way her large titties quivered, their nipples sticking rigidly skyward. Most of all, he liked the way her cunt writhed and bumped around his pistoning strokes.
Don rolled over, carrying Magda with him. They collided into Jennifer and Lyle, causing his mouth to lose its grip on her pussy and causing her thigh to slap his cheek hard.
"Heyyy!" he complained, as he lifted his head.
But he found himself face to face with Magda's billowy, white, soft ass, and he didn't feel like complaining any more. He felt like kissing Magda's fanny.
As she lay spread-eagled atop Don, pumping her pussy around his upstanding Cock, Lyle bracketed her jiggly buttocks between his hands and pressed his moist, parted lips against one of those smooth, soft-firm buns.
"What's the idea?" Jennifer wanted to know, because she didn't appreciate having a man quit kissing her juicy, warm cunt for the sake of kissing another woman's bottom.
But Lyle continued to sprawl across her as he licked and nibbled at Magda's vibrating ass, which was busily twisting while her snatch slid up and down on Don's prong. His mouth skidded into her crack, and his tongue struck between the satiny loaves to tease the hot indentation of her anus.
"Well, I like that!" Jennifer said huffily, and pulled her legs out from under Lyle. She sat up.
She glanced past Don and Magda and watched Brower fucking Elizabeth. Perhaps the old man could do with a little added stimulation, Jennifer thought.
She got up and walked around, in back of Brower. She spread her legs and moved forward until her crotch was above Brower's neck. She let herself down lightly against his neck and rubbed her wet, fluffy cunt there while he continued to screw Elizabeth vigorously.
The latter looked up at Jennifer, atop Brower, and was displeased, but she didn't dare order the other woman to get off. Jennifer leered down as she writhed against Brower's neck. He kept stroking, stroking his hard cock in Elizabeth's cunt, as if he weren't affected in the least by the other woman's intimate presence. But actually it pleased him to have her draped about his neck. The more female attention he received, the merrier he was.
Lyle snugged in closely behind Magda and Don. He licked down the groove of her ass to her soft, juicy quim which was wiggling and sliding up and down on Don's shaft. He fluttered his tongue at the point of junction, lapping at her pussy lips and at Don's prick, as well. He sucked up the juice that dribbled out of Magda s cunt.
He got a little carried away and licked lower, until his mouth was against Don's hairy nuts. He caught one of the nuts in his mouth and sucked on it.
Don couldn't tell for certain what was happening, at first. But when he glanced at the copulation going on beside him, and saw Elizabeth, Brower and Jennifer all involved together, he realized that the mouth at his nuts must belong to Lyle.
He felt a surge of revulsion, but, strangely, it was overpowered by an added burst of lust. Lyle's sucking of his nut caused him to tighten quickly. His cock swelled even harder in Magda's marvelous cunt. She writhed more actively around him, going for her own release. He twitched in the hot, slippery grip of her snatch. He groaned and let go, fountaining his sperm upward.
When she felt his explosion, Magda came, also. Lyle lost his hold on the other man's ball as Don's body heaved against Magda's and her ass vibrated like a divided mound of jelly.
Lyle sat up and watched their mutual orgasm blossom and slowly die. Now he was massively aroused, and his stiff cock demanded satisfaction.
He gripped Magda's cushy butt and lifted her off Don. He settled her on her belly on the rug, then elevated her hips. She drew her knees forward. Her black-haired cunt thrust backward at him.
He fitted his projecting prick into her juicy slit and pushed until his hard maleness filled her. He draped himself over her back and reached underneath to fondle her dangling boobs.
He proceeded to fuck her, dog fashion.
Don sat up and watched Brower work atop Elizabeth as his wife straddled Brower's neck. God, this was wild! But there was something soul-satisfying about the freedom of it all. Everyone could do whatever they damned well wanted. Inhibitions were battered down. Secret desires were released.
Jennifer tired of her rather uncomfortable position atop Brower, and she wondered what she might do to please him and to bring herself some satisfaction, too. She was yet to gain her first come.
She glanced over at Lyle and Magda. The woman had her shoulders against the floor, and Lyle was vigorously screwing her upthrust cunt. If Jennifer knew him-and she believed she did-he would cum rather quickly. That meant, she had no time to lose.
She walked over and moved forward, astride Magda's head. Lyle straightened up, gripping Magda's butt for balance, and slowed the rhythm of his humping. He stared at Jennifer.
"What are you up to?" he asked her.
"I want you to finish what you started before. Any objections?"
He wouldn't object to anything right now if it would help him get his rocks off. Jennifer sat on Magda's shoulders and leaned way back against her hands, which she braced on the floor at each side of Magda's head. She put her weight on her legs, thereby raising her crotch and taking her weight off the other woman. But her ass pressed against the back of Magda's head.
Jennifer's moist, red cunt was wide open in front of Lyle's face. He could look into its little, oval hole. He watched her firm clit quivering.
"Come on ... fuck!" Magda demanded.
"And suck!" said Jennifer.
Lyle proceeded to do both at once. Elizabeth, watching, was surprised at his versatility. How come he's no good, except at an orgy, she wondered.
He buried his mouth in Jennifer's gaping,' soft cunt and tongued it as he resumed stirring his dick in Magda's upthrust, wiggling cunt. Enjoying two pussies at once was something new for Lyle. He went at both of them with gusto.
Brower and Elizabeth had reached the climactic phase of their fucking. She brought her legs up around his back and crossed them. She dug her fingernails into his flesh. Her lush body undulated, and she whimpered with delight as he hunked her more rapidly, really driving his rigid dick far into her sopped pussy.
Don was out of the action just now, but he didn't mind. It was pleasant, at this stage of the game, just to watch. He glanced first one way, then the other, keeping tabs on the exotic three-way tangle at his left and at the hot, old-fashioned screwing that Brower was giving Liz.
Perhaps it was his imagination, but he believed he could feel the floor shake, with all that wild action going on. Sensual music kept throbbing from the hi-fi.
"Ooh, give it to me!" Elizabeth exhorted Brower. "I love your cock! Don't stop. Screw me harder!"
He did his best to comply, but he was already driving about as hard as a man possibly could.
Lyle caught Jennifer's hard, little clit between his lips and sucked on it as he worked his prick faster in Magda's gyrating snatch. He came, squirting into Magda. She caught the fever and climaxed. Her cunt muscles grabbed spastically at his ejaculating cock, and the thrill was so intense that he bit Jennifer's cunt. This brought her over the top with a whoop, as she quivered and smeared her wet cunt against his face.
Elizabeth had her orgasm, bumping hard against the base of Brower's prick. He jerked and completed, spewing his no satisfactory conclusion for all.