Chapter 7
In the days and weeks that followed, Cindy found that she was so busy that she didn't have much time to devote to worrying. During the days she had to sleep and have strategy interviews with the lawyers and visit with Tom whenever she was allowed. At night she worked regularly at the Skyway to earn the money necessary to try to save Tom from conviction of the crime of which they knew he was innocent. Tom was not too discouraged at his prospects, for he really believed that right and justice would win out. Cindy, however, was learning enough of the wickedness of the world to have terrible doubts about his being released.
During their short supervised visits at the jail, Tom told her how much he loved her and how much he missed their ardent love-making, but he assured her that they would soon be making up for their present loss, and that the future would be all wonderful for them. Cindy told him that she was working at a night club, but she managed to conceal from him the exact nature of her duties, for she knew that this would upset him terribly and make his life even harder than necessary. She mentioned that another girl at the club, named Gerrie, was being very helpful and protective about her, but Cindy gave Tom no hint as to the nature or extent of her friendship with Gerrie. Such knowledge would disturb him even more.
As a matter-of-fact Cindy felt great guilt herself over what she had become involved in. Her only excuse to herself was that it had been inevitable, considering her despair and loneliness in the weeks following her loss of Tom. She had definitely refused Gerrie's invitation that she move into Gerrie's apartment so that they could become permanent lovers. Aside from their friendship and casual meetings at the Skyway, Cindy only saw Gerrie about once a week, and often she would not allow the aggressive lesbian to coax her into all-girl sex. The times when she did succumb to Gerrie's tempting offers of sexual pleasures, she found that it was indeed beautiful and allowed her to escape at least temporarily from the maelstrom of personal tragedy which otherwise seemed to surround her.
After a deliriously rewarding sex session with Gerrie one night, the older girl suggested that the two of them plan to go to a special party that Gerrie had been invited to the following Saturday. Gerrie laughingly refused to tell anything more about the party, except to say that there would be several other couples there, that the other couples would be men and women, and that she, Gerrie, would protect Cindy and see that she had a good time. It had been so long since Cindy went to a party and had a good time that she reluctantly allowed herself to be talked into going. Anything ... well, almost anything ... would be better than just sitting around alone worrying.
After they quit work that Saturday night at the Skyway, Gerrie and Cindy went to Gerrie's place for a quick shower after their hard work of dancing, and to change into more glamorous clothes for the party. In keeping with her more masculine feelings and attitudes Gerrie wore pants, rather than a dress, but the result was equally revealing of her delightful female body. She wore a hot-pants set that had a short sleeved top which was unbuttoned all the way down to her navel, freely exposing most of her full taut breasts. The hot-pants were the briefest that Cindy had even seen, and the tightest. The plump pert outlines of Gerrie's buttocks were clearly revealed, including the deep cleft between. In front the exciting mound of her mons veneris was firmly delineated, including the shallow cleft between the compressed lips of her pussy. Her mind might be masculine and also her feelings, but ther could be no doubt that her body was exquisitely feminine.
Cindy elected to wear a minidress that snugly encased her upper body, including her unsupported high firm breasts, in a skin-tight sheath that revealed much more than it concealed. The skirt was short and flaring, so that almost any movement, including bending over or sitting down, instantly revealed the tiny tight nylon panties which were her only other article of clothing. Both girls wore sandals, with lacings that crisscrossed up over their slim ankles and rounded calves to tie just below their knees.
Gerrie had assured Cindy that this would be a swinging, way-out party and that their exotic costumes would be exactly right for the occasion. The younger girl was satisfied, only hoping that the party would provide a temporary escape from all her troubles. There was nothing she could do now to help Tom, so she would try to have a little fun to ease the stress of perpetual worrying. In Gerrie's car they drove several miles, ending up at a big house on broad grounds in one of the best residential sections of the city. It was an area that Cindy was not at all familiar with, and she hoped that everything would be all right, since she did not have her husband as an escort.
Even though it was well after midnight when they arrived, the party in the huge mansion seemed to be just getting under way. The hostess who greeted them, Jane Hawkins, explained that the other guests had been there for dinner and they had all played bridge for an hour or so, but that the real party could not start until Gerrie got there, to lead and direct the bizarre activities which were planned. In addition to the host, Jim Hawkins, and the hostess, there were three other couples who were introduced only by their first names. They all seemed eager and excited about the action which was to come under Gerrie's direction.
When she had a moment of privacy with Gerrie, Cindy asked who this group was, and what kind of a party this was going to be. With a smile of anticipation on her face, Gerrie explained that this was a very rich and influential group of people who had banded together to form a sort of group sex, and wife swapping club. One way or another Gerrie knew them all, and she was always invited to their meetings as a sort of game director, umpire, settler of arguments, and inspirer of wild ideas. If anyone, man or woman, became obstreporous or unruly, everyone knew that Gerrie, with her expert knowledge of Judo and Karate, could handle any situation without seriously injuring anyone or creating a public scandal. The whole point of these sessions was to allow everyone to indulge in extra-marital sex of the wildest sort without danger of any complications. All members were agreeable and knew what the score was before they ever got invited. The general idea was that everyone would play games of one sort of another, with the winners getting to pick a partner and the type of sexual activity to be indulged in.
At first Cindy was alarmed and shocked at being included in such a gathering. If she was living with Tom like a normal loving husband and wife, she was sure that they would never want to get involved in wife-swapping or any such sex games like this. Their own love life, in the privacy of their own bed at home, would be all that they could possibly want, she was sure. But she was here with Gerrie, so she would be safe from any trouble with any of the men. That made Cindy feel better. Maybe some time, when all their terrible troubles were past, she would be able to tell Tom about this bizarre party she had attended without him. About her own actions here, she knew there would be nothing important to tell.
Since they all had been waiting for Gerrie to arrive and take over, the wild part of the party was ready to start. Gerrie introduced Cindy as a friend who had come along to watch and learn, but probably not to enter into any of the coming games. The men all looked disappointed that they wouldn't have any chance to enjoy her obvious young feminine charms, and the women all looked relieved that they would not have to compete with her for the sexual attentions of the men.
"All right, folks. Let's get right down to the fun and games," announced Gerrie brightly. "The first contest is to be between all the men and all the girls ... a team efforts of sorts. The idea is to find out how well each man or girl knows not only his own wife or husband, but knows all the other members of this select group of the opposite sex. We'll start off testing the girls."
Under Gerrie's strict supervision, all four of the partying girls were securely blindfolded and then had their hands lightly bound behind their backs so as to prevent them loosening their blindfolds for peeking. Next Gerrie had the four men line up facing the room and drop their trousers and undershorts down around their ankles, leaving their male organs sticking out fully exposed.
"Now, one at a time, each of the girls will kneel down in front of the first man in line, and using only her mouth, try to identify him by his cock. Then she will move along and try to name the next man, and the same for the next two men. We don't expect all of you to know all the men by this highly specialized form of recognition, but the girl who has the best record wins a prize," said Gerrie briskly. There were gasps and giggles from the four blindfolded girls, and cheers from the men, and then Gerrie said, "OK Jane. You're the hostess, so you get first go at recognizing the men by their weapons."
As Cindy watched in alarm at this wild start to the bizarre party, Gerrie led Jane Hawkins to the end of the line and made her kneel before the first man, a husky red-haired man about thirty whose name, Cindy remembered, was Peter. He looked both shy and excited at being involved in this exotic contest, and as soon as Jane's mouth encircled his limp penis with its base buried in a mass of curly coppery hair, his organ began to swell and harden. Jane moved her head around, touching his penis and the surrounding area with her tongue, trying to identify the man.
"It's Gordon," she announced triumphantly after a few seconds, moving on with Gerrie's help to the next man.
The audience gave no indication that she had guessed wrong, and now her tongue was intimately searching for some identifying symbol on the genitals of this man who happened to be her husband, Jim. His penis had already risen to nearly full erection under the erotic stimulation of the situation, and his wife's oral caresses only increased his excitement.
"I know this one, too. It's my husband, Jim," said Jane. "I'd recognize that tool anywhere. I've gotten to know it well enough in the last five years. It's a really intimate friend of mine, so to speak."
As she sidled on her knees to the next man, it was evident that all the participants in this wife-swapping group were becoming excited at what was happening. The girls were smiling nervously even though they could not actually see the event, and the men's excitement was clear from the state of their sex organs.
Kneeling before the third man, and taking his rigid rod into her mouth, Jane seemed puzzled for a moment. The man's name was Harry, Cindy remembered, and he was the tallest and thinnest of the men, with a cruel and cynical smile of conscious superiority on his face most of the time. His wife was a tiny brunette with a well endowed figure, and everybody called her Babe.
Because he was so tall, Harry was trying to confuse Jane by standing with his knees bent, bringing his penis down to the level of the shorter men, and this was what was puzzling Jane, it seemed. She murmured, "This must be Peter, but it doesn't feel quite right. I guess it's Peter, because Harry is taller."
Being led to the fourth and final man, she lightly licked his jutting member, hardly trying to identify it, as she said, "This last one must be Harry. How did I do in picking out the right name to go with the cocks? Am I an authority on these men, or am I?"
Actually the one she had identified as Harry was named Gordon, and he had been standing on his toes to help confuse her. The way that Cindy was able to remember him was that he was the only one of the men who was getting bald at such an early age. Cindy noted that their hostess had correctly identified only her husband by the shape and size and taste of his penis, not too surprising under the circumstances. And now it was time for the second girl to demonstrate her talents in this erotic game.
Gerrie had the men change positions in their line so that Jane's decisions could not influence the choices of Ann, the tall, well-rounded brunette who was the next female contestant and, incidentally, Peter's wife.
All the male organs were now sticking out in varying degrees of erectile excitement, and Ann devoted considerable time to savoring and studying each man's penis with her tongue and lips before making her decisions. She did better than Jane, getting two right out of four, including her husband, of course. The relatively long time she spent orally investigating each organ provided intense excitement to all the men, and it was obvious that they were enjoying this contest, no matter what the outcome.
The third blindfolded girl to participate was Alice, a slightly plump blonde who was Gordon's wife. She also succeeded in correctly naming the owners of only two of the four cocks she thoughtfully sucked, putting her score ahead of Jane's and a tie with Ann. Now it was Babe's turn, the fourth and last girl in the game.
On each man as she knelt before him and took his rigid member into her mouth, Babe's puzzled frown of concentration was quickly replaced by definite recognition. In rapid succession she went down the line, correctly identifying each penis almost as soon as she had engulfed it. At this demonstration of sexual knowledge and versatility all the men broke into cheers of approval, and the blindfolds were removed from all the girls and their hands freed.
When the group now looked to Gerrie for further instructions she said, "All right, we've seen how smart and observant the girls are, and Babe is obviously the best. Now we're going to blindfold the men, and tie their hands, so we can see how good they are at identifying the girls."
The bondage of the men was soon accomplished while Gerrie explained the slightly different rules for this round. The girls were to strip naked and stand in line just as the men had before. Using only their lips and tongues, the men one at a time, were to try to identify each of the four girls, by kissing and licking for not more than a few seconds, their breasts cm and pussies. As host for this particular session, Jim Hawkins was selected to go first as soon as the nude girls had been shuffled around and lined up. The evidence of their stiffly projecting cocks showed how thrilling the men were finding this game.
Jim was led up in front of Ann, the tall brunette who was Peter's wife. He leaned forward and soon his lips had fastened on one of her nipples which he sucked vigorously in an attempt to identify its owner. Then Ann turned around, facing away from him and leaned far forward, so that her bottom and vulva were thrust out toward his face. With some help from Gerrie, Jim's mouth soon made contact with her exposed gaping pussy and he licked it gently, savoring its size, shape, and taste in an effort to name its owner. When informed that his time was up, Jim was still undecided, but guessed that the girl was Alice because she had seemed quite chubby in that bent-over pose.
When he was guided in front of the next girl, Babe, the tiny brunette wife of tall, thin Harry, she had him kneel down, and then stood up on her toes, increasing their relative heights deceptively. She would only let him kiss her nipples, drawing back when he attempted to test the size of her breasts with his mouth. Then Babe signalled to have a padded foot-stool brought over and she sat on that, leaning far back and spreading her raised knees to expose her pussy to his oral inspection. Jim worked his tongue all around and in her fur-trimmed pussy, trying to find some significant difference to use in identifying the girl.
Finally he guessed that it was Ann, because she had used to many tricks to try to hide her height. That made two wrong guesses for Jim, although he did not know it yet. Now he was placed before his wife, Jane, and allowed to sample her sexual characteristics with his mouth.
She giggled and squirmed childishly at the erotic stimulation of his tongue and lips on her nipples, and like Ann, she turned her back to him and bent over to shove her vulva into his face for that part of the test. Because of her playful giggling attitude, Jim wrongfully identified his wife as being Babe who was often kittenish in her behaviour during off-beat sexual encounters like this.
The final girl he tried to identify was Alice, Gordon's plump blonde wife, and again the girl would not let him fully investigate the size of her fairly large breasts when he tongued and sucked her nipples. In the final section of this test, Alice made him lie on his back on the floor while she squatted over his face to let him lick her pussy. This threw Jim's guess completely off, because that position was one which was often favored by his own wife, Jane, when she wanted cunnilingus, so he named her as the fourth girl in the line, giving him four wrong guesses out of four.
The next male contestant in this erotic game was Peter, the red-haired young man who was Ann's husband. He correctly identified two out of the four girls by this bizarre method of recognition, including his wife, because he claimed he could feel the tight curly consistency of her pubic hair with his tongue. In Alice's case he was also correct, claiming that because of her rounder, better padded body, the lips of her pussy were fuller and fatter.
Gordon, the balding young husband also was right in half his identifications, missing on his own wife but correctly naming Jane and Babe as the owners of their respective sexual parts. This left only Harry, the tall thin husband of Babe, to show how familiar he was with the details of the anatomy of the four young wives present.
Harry asked only one difference in procedure for his series of tests. He wanted the girls to stand up while he orally investigated all their nipples first. Then they were to all lie down and raise their legs while he quickly went down the line, sampling the taste and texture of their pussies one after another. Gerrie and the girls agreed to this change, since it did not seem to make any difference to the fairness of the contest.
When he started working his way down the line of bare breasts, Harry devoted only a second or two to each of the eight nipples. Then the girls laid down and spread their raised legs while he, on his knees, crept from one to another along the line, burying his mouth in each vulva for only a matter of brief seconds. His was by far the shortest of the male inspection tours, and immediately rose to his feet and named correctly the order of the girls whose intimate sexual charms he had so quickly deciphered.
He did not doubt his accuracy as all the blindfolds and wrist-ties were removed, and was not surprised that he had done so much better than any of the other men. As the two winners of the separate sections of the contest, Harry and Babe were naturally interested in what they had won as prize, so Gerrie calmly explained the system of awards which she had decided upon.
The girl winner was to have all the nonwinners, both male and female, available for any type of service which she might require, and all the non-winners had to cooperate fully in any kind of sexual activity that Babe might want to try. The deal for the male winner, Harry, was the same, since he could require anything of any of the other guests except his wife. Anyone not directly involved in satisfying the winners could watch, but had to be available at the winner's demand for any service. Gerrie then flipped a coin to decide which winner should collect his reward first, and it came out that Harry was to be the boss of the first scene.