Chapter 10

Becky lifted her hands to the pout of her breasts. She touched them, watching Tina do the same. The blonde's sweet curves seemed to have a special appeal tonight, she wanted to see Tina's breasts exposed, see the swell of her ripe pink nipples....

A sensual mounting warmth spread along Becky's thighs. She curved her hips in ever-increasing abandon. She could tell that Tina was becoming aroused, too. They were almost touching....

"Take something off!" Gene hooted.

"Naturally!" Rudy added, his voice thick.

Becky commenced to lift the snug red cups away from her bobbing breasts. Watching Becky's slowly churning hips created a mood of reckless daring. The blonde's hands moved over her sloping charms, inching the yellow band upward. Her tongue shot out from between her fleshy red lips, fluttering there in mute invitation. Becky felt a dizzy, liquorish heightening of desire.

At last Tina's Bikini-top fell away-and just at that precise instant Becky exposed her own breasts.

The men shouted encouragement.

Tina arched her mounds forward, drawing her shoulders back, accenting the fullness of her creamy cherry-tipped bosom. Becky did the same and since she was taller than the blonde, leaned down a little so her pointed cones were almost touching Tina's larger, swaying breasts.

"Swing it!" Gene cried.

Becky heard Tina's whisper above the pound of the music. "I can't stand much more-of this!"

Becky smiled and weaved her shoulders, bringing her tender peaked nipples stingingly into contact with Tina's.

Tina gasped. Playfully Becky continued the stimulating contact, churning her hips against the blonde's silky loins.

I'm drunk and hot and I don't care, she thought. Provocative tingles swept from her thighs up to her spiring points of need.

"I'm burning," she whispered to Tina.

Becky felt the blonde tremble. She backed away. Tina sighed, her thrusting movements fading in intensity. Becky executed a few more reckless grinds and, as the men applauded and shouted, kept her eyes on Tina. The blonde's lips were parted, she was breathing unevenly, her breasts appearing more firm, less jiggly. Her cheeks were flushed....

"I'm a little faint," Tina gasped. "I need a--rest." Her eyes caught and held Becky's. "And I have to go to the pottie, too."

"I'll go along," Becky answered.

"Well, hurry back!" Gene exclaimed. His gaze was fastened on Becky's breasts.

The girls left the patio and entered the house. As soon as they turned the first corner so the men couldn't see Tina flung herself at Becky. v

"Ohhh-honey!" Tina gasped, shuddering. "I'm-almost ready to go!"

"Me, too!" Becky breathed. "Hurry-in the bathroom!"

A moment later they were behind the locked door. Tina unfastened the lower section of her Bikini, her green eyes glazed with passion. Becky, still breathless from the dancing and mounting fervor, loosened her own triangular patches.

Tina plastered her soft heated body against Becky's. Their mouths met, fusing in a writhing tongue-stabbing display of passion. Becky hated standing. Her legs were weak, but her eagerness gave her added strength. Tina was cushiony!

She ground her hips against Becky's, and Becky felt her own loins respond. Their girl mounds met, and trickles of fizzy delight spread through Becky's figure. Pointed breasts sank into yielding softer mounds, they writhed wildly, and when their mouths came apart at last, Becky shivered, thrusting, weaving, her breath hot in her throat.

A low moan rose from Tina's mouth, she gripped Becky tightly. Becky felt the blonde shudder, felt the driving ferment of Tina's passion-and suddenly her own rapture sharpened. There was no thought of delay now. They had reached the gasping point of no return....

Honeyed stabs of joy rocketed along her thighs. She gripped Tina and assumed the aggressive role, backing the blonde to the wall, pushing, fondling....

Tina cried out. Little spasms communicated to Becky and she plunged into her own well of shivery throbbing completion. Waves of voluptuous release seemed to last and last, slaking the hunger that had mounted during the sexy show at the pool-rim.

They fell apart. Tina slumped onto the covered toilet seat, her thighs spread, her restless body quieting, at last. Becky gripped the double sink for support. Her legs were wobbly as little twinges of aftermath raced along them.

"Ohhh-honey!" Tina breathed.

Shamed now, Becky turned her eyes away from the cute blonde and commenced to make herself dainty again.

"That was good, wasn't it?" Becky answered.

"I-wish we had more time," Tina whispered.

"I think we'd better get back to the boys...."

When they returned to the pool area, Becky felt much better physically. She wouldn't let herself think too much about what she had done with Tina. After all it wasn't the first time....

I'm turning into a real slut, she thought. Bare-breasted, she walked up to Gene, who stood near the portable bar, drink in hand.

Sober I couldn't do this.

"I need one," she said.

"One what?" he cackled.

"Right now a drink, silly!"

His eyes drank in the beauty of her breasts.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Tina wriggle up to Rudy, smiling and weaving her hips as though nothing at all had happened just a few moments before.

Rudy's hands reached out to claim Tina's breasts. The blonde giggled, arching her mounds nearer.

Becky felt Gene's palms on her own breasts and she wasn't surprised to find that the sensation was exciting. She laughed, backing away.

"A drink first, big man!"

He shrugged, turning to the bar. "When you let go you're terrific, Becky!"

"I think I've been the blushing housewife long enough," she answered so Rudy could hear. He and Tina were heading for a lawn swing back in the shadows. Tina's soft laugh rang in Becky's ears.

Time to start closing that deal now, she thought. But I'll still give Gene a rough time before I go the route.

Gene handed her a highball and she took it, brazenly arching her breasts right at him.

"Great!" he exclaimed. "Hey, I see we're alone...."

"Drink your drink and let's dance!"

She looked down at the bulge in his swim trunks. He snorted and emptied his glass in two gulps. She did the same. Already she was unsteady on her feet. The earlier drinks and the experience in the bathroom had left her slightly dizzy.

She melted into Gene's arms. She was surprised at his strength, at the muscular firmness of his body. The poke of her nipples against his chest sent little tracers of delight along her spine. His arm about her waist tightened and she hugged her loins close, feeling the pressure of his manly bulge on her femininity . .

His hands roamed over the firmness of her bottom. He began lowering her Bikini patches.

She backed away, teasingly, and then his fingers located her nude girl-mound. She trembled, aware of a keen reawakening of her desire. He touched the wet point of her dilated sensitivity.

"Ohhh!" she gasped. "Let's go somewhere!"

"I know just the place, baby."

Now she hated to have him stop. She curved her loins forward, her knees watery again. Darts of excitement coiled through her body. She realized now that Tina had barely touched her real passion. This was much more to her taste!

She drew Gene's hand away, shivering. "Hurry!" she whispered.

He caught her hand and led her away from the pool into the living room. One lamp burned near the end of a long sofa. They sat down and he swept the last red patch away from her loins....

Again he clasped her femininity and she squirmed.

"Play with me a long time, honey," she murmured.

"Great, great!" he said, his voice thick with emotion. "Those long legs of yours are almost too much!"

"I like you, too, Gene...."

He muttered, his mouth settling on hers and she opened her lips wide. His tongue jolted into the heat of her yielding lips, his hand now rising to the firm jut of her breasts. Her nipples turned flinty. They were extra-tender.

Trading isn't so bad, after all! she thought hazily. First the wife and then the husband....

When his tongue finally retreated from her mouth, she slid her hand over his legs and whispered.

"Slow and easy, honey ... remember?"

"Uhh-sure...."

His hands left her and he tugged at his swim-trunks. She watched as he slid out of them, still unwet. They hadn't gone near the water. The vision of his maleness made her shiver. She touched him, held him....

Now, his hand coasted along her slender thighs, and she parted them. He kissed her throat. She caught her free hand in his sandy hair and urged him lower, toward her jutting breasts. The tinglings grew more voluptuous as he fastened his wet lips over a taut nipple. He was really good ... She felt his eagerness, his virility. She fondled him slowly.

He moaned, bringing her nipple out even more sharply, until little stings of joy made her gasp.

It was time to start teasing him.

"Oh-I heard something outside, Gene!"

"W-what?" His head lifted. "I didn't...."

"Sounded right near that big window," she said, acting afraid.

He muttered darkly. "Probably a damn dog. What a time to bring that up!"

Her hand moved on him again. He trembled. She had spoiled his timing, his mood. His mouth returned to her nipples.

"I-wish you'd go and check, honey," she whispered. "Maybe somebody's trying to peep at us!"

"Hell! Relax, baby-how can I ... f She moved her hand swiftly. "Well-all right!"

He shuddered, starting to swing above her, then suddenly stiffened, moaning. She knew the signs only too well. He was caught in the throes of orgasm....

He fell back on the sofa, his virility spurting out on the carpet....

The strip tease with her beach robe, the sexy act with Tina, the long wait and finally his fondling of her body, had been too much.

When he opened his eyes, she was able to still her own excitement even when he cuddled her close and ran his hands along her thighs, up to her breasts....

"Ohhh-I'm so sorry, honey!" she lied. "Pretty soon you'll be all right, and...."

"I've been wondering about you," he muttered. He stood up, weaving a little. "I'll be back...."

He walked away toward the bathroom.

She smiled to herself. She knew he would try again ... and before too long she would let him-but in the meantime why not have a gay old session of it?

A burst of giggling from outside drew her attention. She wondered how Rudy was making out with the little blonde.