Chapter 6
"I was tempted, Caroline, really tempted," the lithe young brunette sighed. "He's one hell of a good-looking man."
"That goddamned Doug," Caroline gritted out. "Trying to fuck my sister."
Caroline and her younger sister, Linda, were stretched out in deck chain next to the apartment house pool. Linda looked a great deal like Caroline in general shape and coloring. She had long dark hair and big brown eyes. But she was more slender than her voluptuous older sister, with long sleek legs and high proud breasts. Together, lying side by side in their brief bikinis, the two women made a fetching picture.
"It's hard to believe my virtuous big sister is out wildly fucking men," Linda said.
"And boys."
Linda giggled. "I never had one that young. Was he good?"
Caroline thought a moment. "Clumsy, of course, but so damned pretty. And I don't think I could have fired him out. Too bad he had to leave, the little bastard."
"And you finally made it with Bob?"
"Finally. He stayed two days. Near the end, I was helping him keep it up by feeding him steaks and vitamin pills."
"Strong men are the best, aren't they?"
"I don't know," Caroline said, remembering the slender but highly sensitive Pat. It amazed her to be talking to her sister this way. Up until now she had always disapproved of Linda. Ever since the younger girl had gone out and brazenly laid the entire high-school football team at the age of eighteen, Caroline had thought of Linda as a "bad" girl. She herself was the virtuous one, or so she had thought.
Now, with her new perspective on unlimited sexual gratification, Caroline was beginning to wander if maybe Linda hadn't been right all along.
The girls were still laughing together in low voices when a volleyball bounced into their little poolside area. Three young men, wearing only bathing suits, came chasing after the ball.
"Hey! It's Linda!" one of the men said. The other two halted. "HI, hot lips," one of Them said.
"Hi, sexy," Linda replied. Caroline instantly saw her sister become very seductive. "It's been a long time."
Linda didn't say what it had been that was a long time since, but Caroline bad little doubt. The young man's eyes glittered as they roamed up and down Linda's body. Then he looked over at Caroline.
"Who's your beautiful friend?" he asked. Caroline flushed as she felt his eves caressing her tits, her thighs.
"That's no friend," Linda laughed. "That's my sister, Caroline. Caroline, meet Tom ... and Hal . . . and Steve.
Caroline felt like a sex goddess as the three young men looked admiringly from her to Linda and back. They were all good-looking, trim and athletic, well-groomed, with a reckless air.
"There's a party up in Hal's room," Tom said. "A party to end all parties, the kind you like. Want to come?"
"Sure," Linda said carelessly. "What time?"
"Eight or nine. Room five-fourteen. Bring your sister."
The three men returned to the volleyball court.
"Oh good . . . a party!" Caroline enthused. "I'm in the mood for one."
"I wonder if you'll be in the mood for this kind of party," Linda said, with a smile.
"What do you mean?"
"It's a hick party. Swapping. Swinging. Where lots of cock meet lots of cunt."
Caroline's eyes grew wide. She had heard about parties like that. "You go to things like that?" she asked her sister.
"Sure. It's the easiest way to get the hell fucked out of you. Want to go?"
Caroline gulped. So far, her new sexual liberation had limited itself to fairly tame occurrences. Then she remembered her three-way night with Pat and Art. The thought of being in a roomful of cocks, all ready to plow up into her cunt, made a shiver of excitement ripple through Caroline.
"I... I'd love to go," she said, a little nervously.
It was nearly nine-thirty by the time Caroline and Linda showed up at the door to number five-fourteen.
"No point in being early," Linda had said. "For the first hour, people just sit around and stare at each other."
The apartment was much like Caroline's except it was bigger, with two bedrooMs. And the carpet was pink. There were about a dozen people present, about half of them men, half women.
It looked to Caroline like just about any other party, with people sitting or standing, drinks in their hands. She and Linda had been let in by a man she didn't know. But it was clear from the lecherous way the man's eyes roamed up and down their bodies that he'd like to do whatever was necessary to get to know them a lot better.
Caroline shivered. She might just be looking at the next man to fuck her. How was it done? Did he ask her or did she ask him? He wasn't too bad-looking, and...
"Hey It's the beautiful sisters!" a voice boomed out.
Turning, Caroline saw Tom, Hal and Steve. The three men were clustered in a little circle, drinking.
"How come everybody's still got their clothes on?" Linda said scathingly. "Some party."
"We were just waiting for you, gorgeous," Tom said. "To kind of, you know.. . throw out the first ball."
"Balls I like," Lindsay said. "But how about a drink for me and my thirsty sister?"
"Sure."
One of the men went to fetch drinks. Caroline looked idly around the room while she waited.
Suddenly she gulped, and her eyes opened wide. A man and a woman were sitting on a low couch a few feet away. She hadn't seen them before, because they had been out of her line of sight. They were both naked.
Not only naked, but the man had a huge erection. The woman's fingers were wrapped around his cock, slowly sliding up and down the thick shaft. The man had his head thrown back, a dreamy look on his face while the woman massaged his rigid prick.
Right there in plain view of everybody. Like they were holding hands.
Caroline looked around for Linda. But her sister was now the center of an enthusiastic group of laughing, joking men. Caroline was beginning to feel genuinely nervous. Even though she had known this was to be a sex party, she had expected the actual fucking to take place in dimly-lit back bedrooMs. An image had formed in her mind of man after man slipping into the room and fucking her, one after the other.
Now she saw that one of the men had slipped around behind Linda and was massaging her tits through her blouse. Linda's voice broke for an instant when the man's hands made contact with her tits, but then she went right on talking as if nothing was happening.
Caroline jerked her eyes back to the couple on the couch. She felt nervous watching her younger sister being pawed. Like a smutty voyeur.
If anything, the cock of the man on the couch had grown larger. He was uttering long moans of pleasure as the woman's hand moved more and more quickly up and down the length of his turgid rod.
From where she was sitting, Caroline could see straight up between the woman's legs. She wasn't used to looking at other women naked. In fact, other than that rather traumatic experience when she had watched Doug fucking the babysitter, she hadn't seen a naked girl since her high-school gym days.
Now she was staring straight up a woman's crotch. The woman on the couch was sitting carelessly, her legs gaping open. Caroline didn't want to stare, but she was fascinated. Past the woman's curly cunt hair, it was possible to make out the faint pink gleam of her pussy slit. Like the fringes of flesh around a half-open clam shell.
Then another woman came into view. "Oh... Jack's really got one up tonight," she said, smiling down at the man's bloated cock. He didn't pay any attention. Just kept moaning as the other woman jacked him off.
"Mind if I join you?" the newcomer asked.
"I'd love it," the naked one replied, never missing a stroke.
Caroline felt herself growing hot as the second woman began undressing. She remembered thinking she had a very nice body. Full, solid tits and a nice ass. Caroline was trying to figure out what the second woman was going to do to the man. His cock was already being pretty well taken care of by the first woman.
Caroline gasped. The woman who'd just undressed, a pretty blonde, bent down and kissed the other woman full on the lips. Caroline expected the first woman to jerk away, but she returned the kiss hotly, the fingers of her free hand tailing lovingly over the blonde's face.
Then the blonde was fondling the other woman's tits, tweaking the nipples, cupping the soft-looking mounds lovingly. "Oohhhh... suck them, can, you, Marcia?" the woman with the handful of cock purred.
The blonde, sat down next to the other woman, who was a brunette. The blonde's shining hair spilled over the other's chest as she cupped a tit in one hand and began sucking on it.
"Mmmmmm," the brunette sighed. Her eyes got. dreamy, and she lay back contentedly.
"Hey! Hey! My cock! Keep pumping!" the man next to her panted. He grabbed her hand and urged it to a fast motion. Caroline saw that it was an effort for the brunette to concentrate on jacking him off while she was having her tits sucked by the blonde.
Then things got much more difficult. The blonde's free hand was gliding sensuously down over the brunette's body. In a few seconds it became clear to Caroline what was going to happen.
God! The blonde was going to touch the other woman's cunt!
Stunned, Caroline tried to force herself to look away, but she couldn't. Even though a part of her was horrified by the unnatural scene taking place right in front of her, another, more primitive part of her was turned on.
No . . . no . . . it was lesbianism! But it was also sexy as hell. Caroline watched the blonde's finger push aside the brunette's soft brown pussy hair. Now she could clearly see the woman's slit. Plump, taut pussy-lips quivered under the blonde's touch.
Then the finger slid up inside, into the moist pink valley beyond.
"Aaaaaahhhh," the brunette moaned. For an instant her hand froze on the cock of the man sitting next to her. Then she began to pump his prick harder.
Caroline's mouth was dry as she watched the blonde's finger slide down the full length of the other woman's pussy slit, until it was poised right over her cuntal opening.
Then it slowly shoved up inside the puckered hole, disappearing until it was buried to the last knuckle.
"Uuuuuhhhhh," the brunette sighed. "Fingerfuck me, Marcia," she begged. "Finger-fuck the hell out of my cunt."
Still sucking on her friend's tits, Marcia started sliding her finger rapidly in and out of the dark-furred .cunt. From where she was standing, Caroline could see the pussy-juices flowing, soaking the blonde's finger. And she could hear the wet slurp of the finger-fucked pussy.
Caroline knew she should be horrified by this obscene spectacle. But instead, she found herself becoming more and more excited. She wished she were the woman on the couch, with her hand full of cock and the beautiful blonde Marcia sucking on her tits and playing with her pussy. She knew she'd never have the nerve to do anything so lewd, or at least she doubted she did, but it sure as hell looked exciting. A powerful urge swept over her to touch Marcia's beautiful tits, but she was afraid.
All this time, the brunette had kept pummeling the man's cock with her hand. By now she was so excited because of what Marcia was doing to her cunt that she was doing it on pure reflex. Her hand flashed madly up and down the meaty cock-shaft, The man was going out of his mind with passion.
"Oh Jesus!" he bellowed. "I'm gonna CUM!"
A jet of semen shot put the end of his cock. It rose a couple of feet into the air and then arched back down, splattering over the two women next to him. One drop stuck to the brunette's right tit, hanging in a sticky thread from the swollen nipple. Laughing, the blonde moved her head and licked the sticky lit clean. The brunette moaned deliriously. Her hips were jerking against the blonde's pumping finger. It looked like she was going to cum too.
Caroline held her breath, watching the brunette's body go rigid. Still squeezing the man's spouting cock, she suddenly threw her head back.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhh," the brunette moaned loudly. Caroline saw her stomach muscles suck in, then stiffen, as she started to cum.
"That's the way . . . let it go . . . let it go, baby," Marcia crooned affectionately as she eagerly shoved her finger in and out of her friend's gushing cunt.
Caroline slugged down the rest of her drink in one gulp. She , was excited and nervous. Her cunt throbbed hungrily, hot and wet from the titillation of the lewd scene on the couch.
Suddenly she heard a low shuddering moan from behind her. Spinning around, Caroline saw that her sister was half-undressed. She was wearing only her bra and panties. Tom and Hal sandwiched her, Hal standing behind, Tom in front. Hal's arms were reaching around Linda's body, his hands cupped around her bra-covered tits. From in front, Tom had thrust one hand down into Linda's panties. Caroline could tell, from the way Tom's finger was moving rhythmically inside her sister's panties, that he was finger-fucking her.
Linda's face was glowing with lust. She reached down and rubbed the front of Tom's pants, where there was an enormous bulge. "Let's... let's go find us a nice place to lie down," she panted.
"Okay, baby," Tom said, smiling. He looked at Hal, and the two men suddenly picked Linda up. She was carried toward a hallway. Linda squealed in mock terror and struggled in her captors' arms, but not too convincingly.
"Yeah.. . you're right. . . they're gonna fuck her," a voice said in Caroline's ear. She jumped and turned.
Steve was standing next to her. "How about you?" he asked. "Would you like to go back into the bedroom with me?"
"I... well, I..." Caroline swallowed hard, staring at Steve. He was damned good-looking, tall and slender, with red-blonde hair. "I ... yes," she said.
Yes. . . after what she had seen so far, she was definitely ready to fuck. Her cunt ached hungrily.