Chapter 4
Driving home after their first swinging session, Dan and Darlene talked excitedly of all that had taken place with the swinging couple. They continued their discussion as they undressed for bed, but had to admit that they were too tired to go on with it, so they kissed good night, exchanged words of tired but passionate love, then they drifted into deep sleep, their bodies demanding rest after such vigorous activity, nerves requiring rest after such extend excitement.
There was no time for play in the morning as they slept late and Dan had to hurry to his office. At the door, he took her in his arms, kissed her passionately, then slipped a hand inside her negligee and fondled her warm vulva.
"Keep that sweet little cunt hot for me, darling," he told her. "I'll want to suck it as soon as I get home. A nice snack of hot crotch should set me up for dinner better than a Martini even could."
She giggled as he waved and hurried to the car, but then she knew it was going to be a long day of waiting before he returned and they could get into action with their clothes out of the way.
It was just a little after ten when the phone rang and Darlene recognized Connie's voice.
"How do you feel the morning after?" Connie asked.
"Wonderful. I'm not sure it wasn't all a wonderful dream, but I couldn't feel better. All that bothers me is having to wait all those hours until Dan gets home."
"I know just how you feel, dear. Care to invite me over for a cup of coffee to help you kill time?"
Anxiously, Darlene did so and about twenty minutes later, she opened the door and smilingly admitted her new and exciting friend. They poured coffee and sipped it as they chatted, Darlene bubbling with enthusiasm, both of them growing more excited as the minutes passed.
"I was just thinking, Darlene," her friend said, a warm smile on her face, her thighs rubbing together and producing an exciting whisper of nylon, "for all you learned last night, we did miss one area that is very important in the life of a swinger."
"God, I'm surprised to hear that we missed anything," Darlene said with a little sigh.
"Oh yes. Actually there are a zillion other things that could have been done, but there was one especially important one."
"Then for Pete's sake, stop teasing and tell me," Darlene said with a little squeal of impatience as she frowned at her friend.
"Well, dear," Connie told her, crossing her legs, pulling the hem of her dress above the top of a nylon, "you did discover the joy of sucking a stiff cock, but you haven't yet savored the ecstasy of lying with your arms around a naked woman, your face in her crotch and her face in yours."
"I don't know, Connie. You make it sound like an exciting thing, but I'm not sure I could really do it."
"What happened to the swinger you were last night, dear?" Connie asked with a teasing grin.
"Oh, I'm still here, honest I am. You see, right from the time we began discussing swapping, Dan and I agreed that anything we did, we'd do together. I feel it would be like cheating on him if I did anything now with you. Can you understand that?"
"I suppose so. Paul and I have a deal too and we keep it. I don't mess around with other men unless he is on the scene, and he doesn't fool around with women. On the other hand, if some guy offers to give him a blow job or if some gal and I want to play eat the pussy, that's fair game as long as we tell the other about it later."
"That sounds reasonable," Darlene agreed, "and I guess Dan would go for it. What's all this about blow jobs and bum fucking though? How does Paul run into such offers?"
"He often eats lunch at the Fjord hotel. He says the washroom of the place is a hangout for guys who like guys. He tells me it's not unusual to see five or six guys -lined up at the urinals, showing their dongs and playing with themselves. When he's in the mood, he shows his, hard, and takes his pick of the offers he gets. Sometime the guy has a room there, other times, Paul rents one and they go to it,"
"And he gets his cock sucked? Doesn't it bother you that he likes to get sucked off by men?"
"Why should it? It doesn't bother him that I like to have my cunt lapped and to suck cunt. Besides, as you well know, there's nothing queer about him. Some guys want to strip naked and play and kiss and all that. He goes for the stripping part, but he won't do the kissing bit with a guy. After they play with each other for a while, Paul either gets his cock sucked or gives it to the guy up the bum. If the guy wants it, after they're finished, Paul jerks him off. He won't suck a prick."
"That does sound exciting. I must tell Dan about it, perhaps he'd be interested in getting guys to suck his cock. I know I wouldn't mind, especially if he'd tell me about it when he got home. Damn it, this talk is making me all horny again."
"Me too, dear. How about swapping spankings. My bum could really use one and I'd love to spank yours, it's so beautiful. After that, I'll go down on you if you like. You don't have to - to do have to do anything for me unless you want to."
"Gee, Connie, I want to play, but I'm not sure it would be right."
"What kind of a setup does your husband have where he works? I mean could you phone him? All he has to say is yes or no."
Grinning, Darlene hurried to the phone and Connie followed her. As she stood using the wall phone in the kitchen, Connie ran her hands up her dress and played with her thighs and buttocks.
Darlene told him what her friend had proposed and their was excitement in his tone as he gave her permission to go ahead, but warned her that she would have to tell him all about it that evening. Since he had a private office and trusted the switchboard girl, he also told her that he may give her a spanking that evening for doing such naughty things with another woman.
Laughing, she hung up the phone and she and Connie hurried to her bedroom. Inside the door, they embraced and shared a passionate kiss during which they fondled each other's buttocks, then they took their dresses off and, at Connie's suggestion, removed their bras and well. As they embraced again, their naked breasts pressed warmly, causing them both to tremble with mounting arousal.
"Oh Connie," Darlene sighed, "this is so exciting. I'm terribly hot now. I think before we're finished, I'll want to go down on you. What's it like to suck a cunt?"
"That's something that just can't be described, dear," Connie told her. "It's a very special kind of joy and you have to experience it to understand what it's like. I enjoy it every bit as much as I enjoy having my cunt lapped or getting fucked or sucking a big, stiff cock. Want to spank first or be spanked?"
"I don't know, Connie, I don't know anything except that I'm so horny I can't stand it. Do what you want, it will be fine with me."
"Kneel down between my legs, dear," Connie told the woman as she sat on an armless chair. "You will be a little girl and I'm a policewoman. I caught you stealing and instead of arresting you, I'm going to punish you by giving you a spanking. Okay?"
"Oh yes, that sounds wonderful. How old am I?"
"Mmm, let's see, I'd say fifteen. You're a well developed girl and I'm a lesbian cop. When I saw how shapely you were, I got the idea of taking you home to punish you rather than taking you in. After I spank you, I'll go down on you. You can fuss about it and cry and plead with me, but I'll lap your tender young cunt anyway. After that, I'll order you to go down on me. If you refuse, I'll give you another spanking."
"Oh Jesus, yes, Connie. My God you've got such a mind. You're always so exciting. Shall we start now?"
"Yes, dear, right now. Now, you little thief," she said, her tone changing instantly, "I'm going to show you what happens to little girls who steal. You're embarrassed about being almost naked like this, aren't you? You should be. Here, I'll make you more ashamed, I'll play with your pretty little tits. Ah, you squirm when I fondle your tits. That's nice. Go ahead and squirm. If I catch you stealing again, I'll take you to the station and let the male cops strip you naked. They won't just play with your tits though, they'll strip you naked and while a couple play with your tits, others will play with your bare arse and your pretty little cunt."
"Oh no ... no, don't say things like that," Darlene protested, getting into the mood of the game the woman was teaching her so excitingly. "A policewoman shouldn't talk like that."
"I'm no ordinary policewoman, kid, I'm a lesbian, a real bull dyke. I like to spank pretty little bums and eat tender young cunt. Later on, I'm going to make you go down on me and lick my hairy old cunt until I come and give your pretty face a good rubbing with my juicy crotch. First though, I'm going to take your panties down and spank your pretty little bum. Here, I'll just rub up your little tits some more. Jesus, look at those nipples grow. For a kid you got a real good set. Okay, up on your feet now, baby, while I take down your little panties down and have a look at all your yummies."
Trembling, Darlene got to her feet, her breasts swaying, aroused nipples jutting boldly as the woman feasted her eyes on them, then caught the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down until they stretched across her thighs, below the tops of her sheer nylons.
"There we are," Connie panted as she patted the firm mound of mons veneris, "this is really eating type cunt, baby. I'll just give it a little feel, then we'll go on with the spanking of your tender young bum cheeks. I'll make it a real good spanking, baby. I love to spank and make little girls cry while their asses turn fiery red."
"Oh no, not here, "Darlene protested, playing her role excitingly. "You shouldn't touch me there."
"Listen kid, wise up. If I take you down to the station, the male cops will take you down to the basement and they won't only touch your cunt, they'll stick their big cocks in it and up your tiny little arsehole. Maybe that's what you want, is it?"
"No ... no ... no," Darlene sobbed and squirmed as the rough fingers of the woman probed her delicate crotch.
"All right, baby, over my lap you go, bare ass up. Oh Jesus yes, what a sweet little bum. Oh baby, an ass like this deserves a real spanking and that's what it's going to get. Here we go, baby, let's hear some crying now, plenty of real tears."
Connie spanked hard and Darlene didn't have to act in order to make her tears flow. Each slap rang loudly in the quiet room and after only a few of them, Darlene was crying loudly, squirming on Connie's thighs and kicking her legs furiously.
As her behind burned, she was very much a teenager having her bare bottom spanked by the lesbian cop. All the time she spanked, Connie raved about the beauty she saw in the prettily rounded cheeks and of what she was going to do to the girl after she finished spanking her.
And then she was finished spanking and she hurried Darlene to the bed where the sobbing woman forgot about pretending to protest as the mouth came to her vulva to suck and lick at it while her hands rubbed silken skin.
"Oh Connie ... Connie," Darlene groaned, "it's great ... great, it's as good as when your husband lapped me."
If Connie said anything in reply, Darlene couldn't hear the words, heard nothing more than muffled sounds, hot in her crotch, adding to the delight of the licking and sucking the woman was giving her and the added, hot joy of the tingling in her buttocks.
Climax came quickly and when it did, Darlene's body threshed madly on the bed, arms and legs flailing wildly, her cries loud and strident at first, then softening and waning, becoming sighs as the erotic storm passed, a warm calm spread over her entire being.
"Wow, Darlene, you sure catch onto the game fast," Connie told her as she smiled down at her. "I've seen people play the game for years and not be that good at it. How did you like having your cunt lapped by a woman? It didn't revolt you, did it?" she asked, teasingly.
"Are you kidding. It would only horrify me if you told me you'd never do it again. Oh God, that was good, so good that I'm dying to do it to you. I'm not even a little bit afraid to do it now."
"Is that so? Then isn't it a pity I won't let you do it."
"You what?"
"You heard me the first time, Darlene. I'm not going to let you suck my pretty little cunt. You probably have germs in your mouth and my cunt is so clean and pure. Go fuck yourself, Darlene, I'm damned if I'll let you lap me. I don't dig girls anyway, I only enjoy making out with men."
"Why you fickle bitch," Darlene snapped, realizing what Connie was doing. "I'll fix you and fix you fine. I'm going to take your panties down and spank your arse until you beg me to eat your cunt. Come on, lady, I'll teach you a little lesson in manners, one you'll remember for a long time."
Getting off the bed, Darlene took her by the arm and led her to the spanking chair. Sitting, she jerked black nylon panties down and pulled the woman down roughly over her lap.
"So you won't let me suck your cunt? Is that how it is? All right, let's see what you think after I've stung your sensitive bum cheeks for a while, like this," Darlene said as her right hand struck a firm cheek hard and gave a squeeze before rising for the next spank and for many more after it.
Darlene had learned spanking as quickly and easily as she learned everything else about sex and she went on to administer a sound spanking which filled the buttocks of her partner with both heat and color and produced a copious flow of hot, salty tears.
When she stopped spanking, Darlene stared at the red nether cheeks of the woman and felt certain the time had come for her to discover how it felt to mouth the organ of a woman.
"Well, Connie," she asked as she rubbed the tender, hot cheeks, "have you changed your mind yet. Are you ready now to open up your crotch and let me suck your cunt for you?"
"No damn you," Connie replied, sobbing, "I'll never let you get your mouth near my precious little cunt. Go fuck yourself, you dirty, horny old slut. Suck your own cunt and I hope you break your neck or die of food poisoning, you stinking whore."
She spat the words with such venom that Darlene was inspired to resume the spanking with increased gusto and went on to set new fires blazing in the buttocks of her friend. Anger passed and was replaced by fierce desire as her slapping hand continued to rise and fall on firm, fiery hot buttocks until Connie was screaming that she had given up, that she would let Darlene go down on her and do what she wanted.
"That isn't good enough, Connie," Darlene told her, giving her a stinging spank on each cheek. "I told you I was going to spank you until you begged me to do it."
"Oh please, Darlene, please ... no more ... please get down on me. Suck my cunt, darling ... I'm begging you to do it ... Please ... please ... my arse is so hot and raw ... please suck my hot cunt, darling, I'm dying for it."
Arousal had reached such a peak that both women had difficulty walking to the bed, but they made it and then Connie was lying with her crotch wide open as Darlene brought her face down into the warmth between the big thighs of the woman, inhaled deeply of her fragrance, then pressed her mouth to the soft, pink lips there.
She trembled with excitement at the feel of the soft organ under her mouth, then she was sucking and licking, lapping up precious juice as the woman kept squirming under her, panting and sighing, urging her on, her voice breaking as she tried to tell her how good it felt and how she wanted more and more of the same.
And then there were no more words, only cries and grunts as orgasm exploded in the depths of her belly and fanned out through her whole body, her entire being, wave after thrilling wave of passion crashing over her like an ocean of boiling water gone mad and hurling giant breakers crashing over a silken beach. The orgasm was an LP affair and lasted for a long time before the two woman caressed and rested from their labors of love.
Later, Connie guided them into an end to end embrace and they lapped each other until more rockets were exploded and the sheet was bathed with their sweat.