Chapter 10
LINDA SIPPED AT HER DRINK. IT WAS HER second. She didn't really want or need it, just as she hadn't wanted or needed the first one. But drinking seemed to go with the swapping, which she guessed was natural. Liquor was used as a kind of crutch at many social affairs, and it was probably almost a necessity for most people where sexual promiscuity was concerned. Not that anybody was drinking enough to get drunk. Sr far. And she hadn't seen any excessive drinking during her limited experiences with the swappers. She'd gotten a little tipsy that first time, of course, but the drinking hadn't caused her to do anything she hadn't wanted to do.
Linda was trying not to be caught looking at Ava's bare legs. She suspected that Madge had told the big blonde all there was to tell, but she was afraid Ava would make some telltale remarks in front of Rod. She dreaded having Rod find out about her Lesbian activities with Madge. She couldn't really get used to the idea that she'd gone all-out for that strange kind of pleasure herself.
Rod was sitting beside her on one couch, and Ava and Bert were on a couch directly across from them. She was sure that she was going to like the friendly couple. She hoped to have a chance to be alone with and feel Bert's long dick. She guessed it would be worked so that' she went to a bedroom with him first. And Rod would probably have a go at Ava first. When Madge, or somebody else, got around to admitting what they were all there for.
Madge was sitting in a large upholstered chair. Her bare legs were crossed, as were Ava's, and Linda saw that both Ava and Bert were openly admiring her own crossed legs along with the rest of her body that they seemed to be stripping naked with their eyes.
Tony had been mixing and serving the drinks, doing most of the talking, and perching his butt on the wide chair arm by Madge from time to time, where he was right then. He'd just finished saying something about a recent party. Linda hadn't paid much attention, but she'd noticed that Madge had seemed to flinch each time Tony mentioned a wife named Hester and a husband named Simon.
"It's wasting a lot of time to talk about a wild party we had at our apartment when we have an opportunity to have another right here and now," Ava said. She finished her drink and placed the glass on an end table. "Linda, honey, do you have any objections if I get things started by taking your husband to a bedroom?"
"She shouldn't," Rod spoke up before Linda could answer. "Hell, she hasn't even slept with me since we started swapping!"
Linda stared at her glass. "Let's don't argue in public," she said. "Go on with Ava and have a good time."
"Thanks for the kind wishes," Rod said.
Linda turned her face, but he didn't look at her. He finished his drink and stood up. Ava uncrossed her legs, smiled, and got to her feet. Bert reached out, patted his wife's ass, and told her to have a good time. The big blonde winked at Linda and said that she was sure that everybody was going to have a wonderful time.
"I was hoping that our prolonged visit yesterday would somehow help you and Rod," Madge said.
Linda pulled her eyes from the doorway through which she'd just watched Rod and Ava disappear. She knew that Rod was the only one who didn't know about her venture into Lesbianism. She didn't care, though. Her husband would have to know sooner or later, just as he'd have to witness her having sex with a man.
"It seems to have become a habit for us to not even talk," she said, uncrossing her legs and putting her drink on a table. "I don't need that stuff."
"That's good news," Bert said, chuckling.
Madge said, "You and Bert run along and get acquainted, honey. We'll continue to play it kind of cool until you and Rod get more adjusted to your new way of life."
Linda stood up when Bert did, then followed the older man from the living room. The welcome warmth had started in her loins and was spreading. She didn't need liquor to get drunk. She could get drunk on sex, enjoy that heady drunkenness much more, and not have to worry about a hangover.
Bert wanted to know if it would be all right to leave the light on. Linda said she wouldn't have it any other way. He closed the door and took her into his arms. She pressed her body close to his. His mouth covered hers, and his fingers clasped her buttocks. She liked his kiss, the way his tongue probed, and she used her tongue. She felt his big, soft prick pushing against her body and would have been a little apprehensive had Madge not said that Bert was gentle with his long-lasting tool.
Bert broke the passionate kiss and pulled his face back. But he didn't release his tight grip on her ass. "I'm a jaded bastard," he said. "Did Madge tell you?"
"Yes. She also said something about you and the other wives calling your penis a snake."
He stared at her parted lips. "I don't really know how that got started," he said. "Tell me what I'm going to do to you, baby."
Linda understood what he wanted to hear and why. "You're going to screw me when your big snake gets hard and stiff," she whispered. She felt his snake lifting. "You're going to slip your prick into my pussy and screw me until we both come."
He mashed his open mouth to hers. She squirmed against him, feeling his huge penis expand more and more. He broke the tongue-probing kiss and dropped his hands from her firm fanny.
"You're so young," he said. "So beautiful."
"Thank you," she said turning and walking to the bed. She slipped her dress over her head. He was still standing where she'd left him. She lowered her eyes to the big bulge. "You don't look so jaded now. Do such words always excite you?"
"Yes," he said, watching as she freed her breasts. "When they're spoken by a young beauty I've never had before, anyhow."
"Take your clothes off," she said, licking her lips. "Get naked and put me on the bed and bury your cock in my cunt." She laughed. "Why are such simple words so exciting to hear and to say? Because they're forbidden? Is that the reason I find this swapping life so thrilling? Because I was taught that such wonderful pleasures were forbidden?"
Bert didn't answer. Nor did he take his clothes off and screw her right away. He hurried forward, dropped to his knees, and peeled her brief panties down and off. He took time to remove her heels, then pushed against her parted thighs, indicating that he wanted her to sit down on the side of the bed.
She did, eager for what she knew he was going to do, then lurching and moaning as his mouth found its hot target much sooner than she'd expected. His tongue licked, probed, found, and then began lapping at her cunt. It felt good, damned good, but she deliberately kept a tight rein on her passion. And she didn't touch him with her hands.
It was early, she hoped for a long evening of fun-filled sex experiences, and she'd already learned that it was wise to keep some strength in reserve whenever possible.
Besides, after having Madge go down on her, she doubted that any man could really match that method of pleasure-giving. Bert was good, about the same as Tony, and she guessed they'd both be considered experts, but it took another female and feminine knowledge to really do it the way it should be done.
Bert stopped as abruptly as he'd started. "A truly delightful twat," he said, grinning and getting to his feet. "Ava will really go for you, baby." He chuckled. "And, from what Madge said, you'll really go for my sexy wife!"
Linda, her eyes open, had fallen backward on the bed. She'd unconsciously been squeezing her throbbing titties. She silently released the jutting mounds and sat upright, interested in only one thing at the moment. Would eight and a quarter inches give more pain than pleasure? After all, she only had Madge's word that it wouldn't hurt.
Hurriedly shucking out of his clothes, Bert stepped close to Linda as soon as he was naked. His long snake was totally erect. Linda could only stare for a few seconds, as she'd been doing since the huge penis had been exposed. Then she lifted both hands and began caressing the long smooth hardness.
It wasn't much bigger around than the two other hard cocks she'd seen and had. She'd only had Tony's in her mouth, of course. But if she stayed with Rod, it
wouldn't be long before they'd be doing everything to and with each other. They'd both been foolishly stubborn for not having sexual pleasure together since joining the swappers, even if it had been her fault more than his. Maybe they could get that straightened out this evening.
"Go ahead," Bert said softly. "It'll still be stiff and ready when you get tired."
It was. Not that she was all that tired when she stopped sucking. She mostly wanted to hurry and get the long snake in where it really belonged. She knew, from talking to Madge, that pleasure couldn't always be measured in inches, but she didn't want to depend on second-hand information about anything where sex was concerned.
When they were on the bed, Bert wanted to take the time to kiss and nibble and suck on her tits after he'd gotten between her parted legs. She didn't mind waiting a little longer. She'd been so close to coming so many times that she figured she'd only last about thirty seconds, anyhow.
She trailed her fingers over his back and shoulders, enjoyed the breast-worshipping, and thought of Ava just about as much as she did of Bert, and about how much pleasure Madge had said it was to go down on a female while being screwed by a male. She wanted first-hand knowledge of that, too.
He soon lifted his face and his body. She put her fingers on his hard cock and whispered that she was guiding his snake to her snatch. He grinned and had just enough time to say that nobody had to worry about her not becoming a swinger.
She gasped as the head slipped in. He pushed in two or three inches and said that maybe they'd better get on their sides where he could control the penetration better. She said nothing. She was clamping her upper teeth over her lower lip and holding her body perfectly still, fighting to keep from coming before they could even start screwing.
But she rolled over with him, taking two or three more inches during the few seconds it required for them to get in a comfortable position. He thrust slowly, going a little deeper with each stroke, and she started coming at about the tenth time his prick plunged.
He'd grasped one cheek of her ass with one hand. She knew, even while she was thrusting and twisting furiously, that he was trying to control the depth, the amount of cock her cunt took, but she wanted it all. She told him that, loudly and explicitly, but he wouldn't give it to her, or let her take it.
When she'd finished climaxing, he slowly and carefully pushed all the way in. She felt it hit bottom. It didn't hurt, not then. But she was sure that it would have had he allowed her to stab herself that deeply while caught up in the throes of a climax.
He didn't say anything; nor did she. He started screwing her. He pulled his long snake almost out, then pushed it almost to the bottom, and then repeated the slow thrusts over and over and over. She remembered that Madge had said that he could go on almost indefinitely if he didn't want to explode, and that it took a hell of a long time when he did want to shoot off.
She hoped he wouldn't screw her too long. It felt good, wonderful, but she didn't want to tire herself out with him. Tony would probably want her. And she wanted to be with Ava. Madge would still be going strong, no matter what she did or who she did it with-and she'd just about decided to have sex with Rod, maybe even before they went home.
"Do you folks mind having some company? We got lonely!"
Linda, moving with Bert's steady strokes, had closed her eyes. Hearing Madge's words, she opened them. Madge and Tony were standing beside the bed, both naked, both smiling broadly. She looked at Madge's pussy, then at Tony's poking prick. Bert hadn't stopped, so she kept moving with him. She found it strangely exciting to be watched while having intercourse. She wished she could come right then.
"We want to get in on the act," Tony said, chuckling. "Hell, Bert's snake will still be right there for anybody who wants to use it when Rod and I are too pooped to poke!"
Madge winked. "We thought you might like to try another experiment, Linda. Bert-likes to watch just about as much as he-likes to do. Afterward, you might want to take a shower and then go join Ava and Rod. If you're going to keep on swinging he'll have to find out everything, you know."
While Madge had been talking, Bert had taken matters into his own hands. And Linda hadn't protested when he'd taken his stiff snake out and swung from her and the bed. She'd been looking forward to being a member of a threesome; and she thought it a good idea that she and Rod get things settled.
"This was a put-up job," Bert said, taking a towel from a nearby chair and then sitting down. "Ava's in on it, too. We're all anxious to find out if your husband will be able to attend our swapping parties without being or becoming jealous."
"Would you let a divorced woman attend your parties?" Linda asked.
"Certainly," Tony said. "In fact, you have a home right here any time you want to move in."
Madge, climbing onto the bed, said that Tony was also speaking for her. Then, after getting on her back beside Linda, she added that she hoped it didn't come to that.
"Because you wouldn't really want me around all the time?" Linda asked, quickly straddling Madge's lovely nakedness.
"Because the main reason for swapping is to prevent divorce," Madge said.
That sure as hell wasn't her reason, Linda thought, lowering her parted lips and darting tongue to Madge's smooth belly. Sex and more sex was what she wanted, and if it turned out that her husband changed his mind about swapping, she didn't really give a diddly-damn. She wouldn't let him stop her.
Linda parted Madge's tanned thighs, parted the soft and silky hairs, and then pressed her opened mouth to the smooth and moist split. She kissed the quivering lips, felt Tony getting on the bed, waited for him to get into position.
She reached back to do the guiding. At the same time Tony shoved his stiff shaft into her clasping cunt, she slithered her tongue into Madge's pulsing pussy. Each new sex experience seemed to be even better than the last, she thought happily. She'd have to remember to thank Rod for giving her the chance to become a swinging swapper.
Rod was nibbling on Ava's big tits. His pecker was hard again, or still, because it had been stiffly poking since before they had returned to the bed. He'd even wanted to screw her a second time while they'd been jammed together in the shower stall. But she'd told him that he had better think about saving his strength for the hours of fun ahead.
He'd tried not to think about the fact that during those fun-filled hours he might see his wife having sex. He had been telling himself that he'd be able to take it. And he really felt that he could. But it would be hell to discover that he couldn't.
Ava was one of the hottest women he'd ever had when it came to wanting a tongue used on her. Just about as soon as they'd gotten naked and on the bed she'd shoved his face down between her legs. He'd had time to kiss her mouth, of course-and be passionately kissed in return-but right away she'd pushed his mouth to her big tits. Then, before he'd gotten going good on those big beauties, she'd put the pressure on his head. Not that he hadn't willingly gone down on her, and not that he hadn't enjoyed it. She had a snazzy snatch, that was for sure. He'd tongued her through two climaxes without stopping. Clamping his head to her own crotch had caused him to continue after her first series of shuddering spasms. During this he'd been thinking of Linda, because Ava, a blonde, resembled her somewhat.
Ava had then insisted upon using her mouth on him before he banged her. She'd turned that into a prolonged sucking session that had really had his tool throbbing. But he'd managed to keep from coming before pronging her tight twat. There were probably a couple of reasons for that, as well as for the blissful truth that he had been able to screw her for at least three or four minutes before shooting his load.
Rod felt Ava's fingers on his shoulders. She was finally ready for him to trail down lower, he thought, wondering how long it had been since she'd last touched him or even said anything. She'd asked him to worship her breasts-her exact words-until she was ready to repeat the entire routine they'd both enjoyed so much.
"My, but isn't my dear husband the greedy one!"
Hearing Linda's words, Rod quickly lifted his face, which caused his mouth to make a little popping sound is it left an elongated nipple. His lovely young wife, beautifully naked and smiling, was right there beside the bed. Her blue eyes were sparkling, and he could have reached out and touched her jutting breasts.
"I was beginning to think you'd never get here," Ava said.
"Maybe my husband doesn't want me here," Linda said softly. "Maybe he doesn't want to go down on me. Maybe he doesn't even want to screw me."
"Sure he does," Ava said, pushing against Rod's chest. "Why don't we start by letting him have you while you're having me, honey? Come on. That's right! Snuggle right down in there, darling, and let your horny husband have what I'm going to have just as soon as possible!"
Rod had rolled to the far side of the bed and was on his hands and knees. He'd been staring, listening, not really surprised to see Linda in the bedroom, but shocked to see her on the bed burying her face against Ava's blonde crotch.
"Are you going to just keep on staring, Rod? Or are you going to do what I understand you've always wanted to do? We planned this, you must know by now. If you're going to be a swapper you're going to have to go all-out. Your beautiful young wife made the gay scene with Madge, liked it, and now you have an all-around swinger to take with you to the parties. Hey, I think she's waiting until you start! Will you please do something!"
Linda lifted her face, her blue eyes blazing. "You wanted a swinger for a wife and now you have one. So all I can say now is either shit or get off the pot."
Ava wriggled her hips and put her hands on Linda's head. Linda lowered her face, slipped her hands underneath and grabbed Ava's ass. Rod watched for a few seconds, long enough to see that his wife wasn't doing anything just to spite him, and then let his gaze travel along her lovely nakedness.
Her beautiful buttocks were lifted high. His pecker had lost most of its hardness. But he didn't need it right now. Not for what he'd always wanted to do, and hadn't had the guts to talk about.
He walked on his hands and knees toward the foot of the bed. Then he quickly got on his back and slipped his head between Linda's sleek thighs. Gazing upward, feeling his pecker lifting into a throbbing erection, he wished that he and Linda had tried the various sex acts before getting involved with the swappers.
Then, telling himself that he didn't have to take all the blame for what his wife had become, he lifted and buried his face in her wondrous warmth.