Chapter 7
The next few weeks were like trying to live in a whirlwind for Carol. At times, when she was alone, she thought, with a wry smile, if life with Ted is like this, I really will be old before I'm thirty.
Gradually, she was learning that life with Ted was unpredictable. Almost everything seemed to be done on impulse. Ted seemed to drink a lot. And yet, Carol never saw him really drunk. They didn't seem to have any regular hours, their life being regulated by the people they met or by Ted's latest enthusiasm. He seldom seemed to want or need sleep. He bought all kinds of things, dresses and clothes for Carol. They always ate out. It was a miracle to Carol that he ever got any writing done because he always seemed to wait until the last possible minute and he would work feverishly around the clock.
It was during these writing periods that Carol didn't seem to exist. She could have laid down on the floor in the middle of the room and Ted, leaving his typewriter to get something, would step right over her. She straightened whatever hotel or house they were staying in, went shopping, ate, slept, showered, read books, or simply stared out the window.
Ted didn't wash, change or shave. The phone was shut off, and Carol had strict instructions to turn away any and all visitors.
Outside of these periods, Ted was a tender and loving, if somewhat wacky and unusual husband, Hs was never jealous of the attentions other men paid to his wife and insisted that Carol should not be ' jealous if he paid attention to other women. At times, he lectured Carol long and loud on what an evil and destructive emotion jealousy was and urged her to always resist it.
From Las Vegas, they had entered life at Malibu where they stayed in a friend's house for what was to be their honeymoon. Carol was sure there weren't many women who had a honeymoon like hers. They were out every night touring the nightspots. The first night they were in a bar with Carol again woozy from too much to drink. She was learning slowly, painfully, that she couldn't keep up with Ted. They met two friends of Ted's—fellow writers, Eric Falster and Jake Valentine.
After a few rounds of drinks, Ted looked around the table, winked at his friends and then hugged Carol. "What say we take them home with us?"
Carol was fogged by the drinks. She smiled at Eric. He was an attractive man and she found herself wondering what he'd be like in bed. She was amazed and embarrassed by her own brazenness and she looked away. "If you want to," she muttered, knowing him well enough by now to understand what he had in mind.
Ted laughed. "It's fine with me. Might be kind of interesting. How about you, Eric?"
Eric dragged slowly on his smoke and waited until Carol lifted her eyes and looked at him. He smiled. Lust was written all over his face. "Sounds great."
"Me, too!" Jake said. "Where you two staying?"
Ted gave directions and the four of them parted like old friends.
Driving home together, Carol sat next to Ted and felt more wicked than ever before, a smile on her lips, her eyes half closed in a drowsy, sensual, smoky way. She was hoping that she could be as lewd as she wished to be with her husband and the two men. She smiled and cuddled close to Ted. She was going to do forbidden and erotic things with her husband, and she was going to enjoy them.
At the beach house they welcomed Eric and Jake. Carol made drinks while Ted put on some records. Eric took in her figure with an experienced and appreciative eye. "Well," he said, looking at her legs, "I must say I perfectly approve of Ted's taste."
Jake nudged Eric. "My taste, too. This is going to be a tasty night."
Carol, behind the bar, felt herself physically excited, felt her vaginal lips swell against the tight nylon crotch of her panties. With her heart pounding, she looked at the two men and said, "I think Ted has pretty good taste in his friends, too."
Eric toasted Carol in a silent thank you and drank while Jake said, "I knew Ted would pick a swinger. You both ways, Carol?"
Flushing, almost dropping the ice, Carol nodded, turning her back to fix a drink. She couldn't look back at them after admitting, with a nod, that she was bisexual.
Ted returned and Carol gave him his drink. He raised it high in the air. "Here's to us having a ball."
They all drank and then made small talk, while the three men mentally undressed Carol. She tried to act casual, pretending she was interested in what they were saying or, for that matter, even hearing what they were saying, but in reality, she was excited and wanted them to talk lewdly, to treat her as if she were nothing more than a slut. An idea came to her and smiling, she said, "I wonder if you all would excuse me for a minute? I'd like to get more comfortable."
They all agreed and Carol left the room with three pairs of eyes watching her smooth young buttocks sway and roll teasingly behind the tightness of her skirt.
When she came back, they were all seated in the living room with the lights low. None of them rose or said anything when she walked into the room. They just looked at her over their drinks.
At first glance she didn't seem any different in dress than when she left the room. She wore the same dress and shoes but a closer look told you that she had removed her bra for one thing. Her breasts were firm and freely outlined by her dress, moving in a delightfully firm way with each step she took. The free way her thighs and hips moved told them that she had removed all of her underwear, panties included.
She sat in the only empty chair with her elbows on her knees and her chin cupped in her hands and smiled at Ted. "Well?" she asked.
"Lie back in your chair," Ted said softly.
Carol sat back.
"All the way back. Put your buttocks on the edge of the chair and lean all the way back," Ted said in the same soft voice, that slight enigmatic smile playing around his lips again.
Never taking her eyes from his face, Carol lay back and felt her body exposed to Eric and Jake. The dress clung to her and showed the hollows of her shoulders above her voluptuous firm breasts. Her nipples were like bullets straining to get through the fabric. Her upper torso tapered down to a slender waist with a delicately contoured stomach and her dress was dimpled where her bellybutton was. Her hips fanned out in an insinuating and lascivious manner and her jutting mound of Venus was a little hillock on her dress. Her thighs were broad and firm and rounded and her dress draped thinly over them.
Each of the men took in her figure silently, through half closed eyes, savoring each detail of her body as if tasting rare wine.
"Pull your dress up," Ted said. "Let us see your bare body."
The only sound in the room was the music as Carol reached down and pulled her dress slowly up. She was still smiling, and she had yet to take her eyes from her husband's face. She saw no further point in being modest. She was too hot, too brazen for that. She pulled her dress all the way up, lifting her buttocks and pushing out her loins in an obscene way to bunch the dress clear up to her waist and then sat, naked from the waist down while the men looked at her.
"Spread your legs so we can see your pussy," Ted said in a low voice.
Slowly, feeling like teasing them all, she opened her thighs, drawing her knees up and bending her legs while slowly spreading them wide. Never once did she take her eyes from Ted's face. The three men sat staring at her, none of them moving, yet Eric was feeling his cock grow to monstrous proportions while Jake, already excited, felt perspiration run off his brow.
The men stared at her incredibly lovely body, at her buttocks tight and firm under her cunt, visible in the low light as a thin, pink slit in her soft sparse pubic hair. And, as the men watched, Carol slowly began to move her hips, to undulate them in the most provocative way and each man could catch the glint of moistness in the light that made the teasing pink slit of her cunt all the more inviting.
As they watched, they could see the tiny swelling of her clitoris that was longing to be caressed.
Suddenly Jake, who had been rubbing his own cock's hardness beneath the material of his trousers, seemed not to be able to stand it any longer. With a low growl, he jumped and was over to Carol before she knew it. His face went immediately to her crotch, and she started as his nose touched her vaginal lips. But, before she could move, he had his warm tongue on the lips. She looked at Ted who had motioned to let the man be. Jake smiled at her and she knew that another new experience was in store for her. Well, why not? She thought as she looked down at the man kneeling between her legs. Then she was only aware of that long hard tongue forcing its way in deeper and deeper as the man lapped at her cunt. She could feel herself tingling all over in anticipation of the many other objects that would enter there before the night was over.
Smiling down at him, Carol swung her legs and knelt over him, reaching down and grabbing his already firm red cock in her tiny, feminine fingers. She held it in her hand, thrilling to its strength; to its hardness. She shifted and teasingly got underneath him with her back to his cock. She thrust her vagina and buttocks up at it, and the man mounted her immediately. He almost threw Carol off balance but she held steady. Then she could feel the rigid rod poking swiftly at her backside. She reached around and guided it toward the spot. Then, as he rammed it faster and faster, it finally slipped in with a wet gushing sound. Carol couldn't believe it. The man was going so fast that it was like a steel-hard giant massaging, finger rubbing, in and out and all through her wet and quivering cunt. She found herself bucking and moving wildly to keep the man on top of her and his long hard shaft pumping in and out of her. She could feel his hands clutching desperately at her sides and she pushed hard back up against him. She closed her eyes and moaned with delight as she felt his cock sliding deeper into her. She opened her eyes and looked to see the other two men watching intently.
Soon her partner's movements got faster and faster. He seemed uncontrollably wild, which scared Carol a bit. When the man's excitement got him carried away so much that he lost his balance and ripped out of her, she felt the walls of her cunt follow the hard shaft with some pain. It was then that she decided to soothe her aching cunt with the hardness of another cock. She turned her head and looked at Eric. Her look was one of smouldering passion. She wanted him to fuck her. Right now she wanted anyone to fuck her!
Eric put out his cigarette and got to his feet. He led Carol toward the couch, pulling up her dress so that her naked buttocks were free for all to see. Eric started undressing and Carol helped him. In no time, the two of them were naked and Eric lay back on the couch and said, "Get on top."
Smiling down at him, Carol swung her leg and knelt over him, reaching forward and down, grasping his cock with her tiny fingers. She teasingly rubbed its head over her vagina, feeling Eric shudder. Adjusting, slowly squatting, she parted her own pubic hair with the tip and let the huge throbbing prick sink home into her moist, soft, hot cunt.
She closed her eyes and moaned with deep delight as she felt this new cock sliding deeper in her. She opened her eyes and looked to see Jake and Ted watching intently. She looked smokily down at Eric and began to grind her hips. She moved as if on oiled ball bearings. Her hips moved with a life all their own and Eric was quickly aroused, raising his hands to fondle and massage her breasts and nipples.
While they were fucking, beginning to moan,, Carol watched Jake get up and undress and walk to them. Taking her head in_ both hands, he tilted it back and ran his tongue in her mouth while her fingers groped for and found his rigid cock, which she began to stroke. Then, while still fucking the man beneath her, moving up and down with her legs spread so wide that his cock could be seen slipping in and out of her gently clasping cunt, she bent lower and Eric, sensing what she was going to do, bent his elbows and continued caressing her breasts while Carol opened her mouth and sucked the other man's cock wetly into it.
Soon they were a writhing mass with Carol, excited beyond control, looking up and seeing Ted looking at her. She came inv a rush, her body twitching and strange unintelligible noises coming from deep in her throat. Yet, she was helpless to move, Eric held her tightly around the waist while Jake had her head in a vise and all she could do was hang on, moaning, almost gagging on the thrill of the prolonged orgasm as the two of them fucked her like a rag doll between them. Jake came first in her mouth while Carol swallowed as fast as she could and Eric, in a roar, gripping her so tightly she thought he would break her bones, came gushing deep into her cunt and belly.
They fell away from Carol and she collapsed, sprawled on the floor knowing that the night was far from over, knowing in fact that it had just begun. Carol was to discover during the night that there was no limit to the number of times she could come. It all depended on how excited she was.
And already she was seething up with excitement as the men fell on her. Ted, too, was now naked and sucking on the nipple of her breast. By the other breast Jake crouched, sucking and biting her nipple. She turned passion-fogged eyes to Eric who was kneeling between her legs and licking the sperm from her cunt, thrusting his tongue as far up into it as it would go.
The night was long and Carol did whatever they wanted her to do. After awhile she simply did what she wanted to do. They rested and Ted left the room to reappear with a large bottle of olive oil which they all smeared on each other's body. Carol was fucked in every imaginable position, and when someone came in her, it didn't matter for there was always another cock rising.
The first six months of their marriage were as strange as the first week. They met people, took them home and made love. Ted worked sometimes and then they saw no one. Carol took advantage of these periods by resting.
There was an unwritten law, and she never had sex unless Ted was present, even when he was away on location.
It seemed to Carol that she had done everything. Everything but one. It came to her and she said, "Ted, I want to join Bud Thompson's club. I think I'm ready for it."