Chapter 14
Sheila awoke after about an hour of restless sleep. Her pussy felt as bad, if not worse, than before. Jacking off hadn't helped earlier, so why should she waste the time to do it again? She slipped on a robe, a long one this time, and went to have a drink with her guests.
The table lamps burning at each end of the couch gave the living room a soft, warm glow. Donna, Abby, Tony, and Jody were sipping brandy and chatting quietly. Fully clothed. Sheila expected a scene like the night before. She didn't know if she was disappointed or glad there was no such scene. Everything seemed so normal now, she wondered if she had imagined the orgy the night before. She knew she had not imagined standing outside the room, playing with her pussy and giving herself a shattering orgasm.
She went to the bar, fixed herself a drink, and sat on the couch at the opposite end from Abby.
"Where are Danny and the girls?" she asked.
"They decided to turn in early," Jody said. "Glad you decided to join us."
"Jody, you seem to fit right in with our guests." She wanted to ask him how he could fuck Abby and Donna when she needed his cock so badly. She didn't consider that she had never given him even the slightest hint that he could have her.
"Always fit right in with nice folks," he said.
"Donna, I'm sorry your husband had to leave," Sheila said.
"I'm not," Donna said with a soft laugh. "He won't be my husband much longer. He acts like a spoiled little boy, Sheila. I let what I thought was true love blind me to his shortcomings. He's about as close as one can get to being a loser. I inherited a couple of businesses and a lot of money from my grandfather. Jerry wanted a free ride. He's a real sweet talker. I think he could charm a nun into spreading for him. And believe me, I'm not the only woman he's charmed out of her pants, both before and after we married. I got tired of being left out, so I arranged for us to swing. That way, he could prove his manhood all he wanted to, but it would be done in such a way that I wouldn't get hurt. I'm not saying that every man who swings has to prove himself. Tony, for instance, doesn't. Then I found I really liked the variety, the pleasure of others. Guess Jerry thought I liked it too much. He got very possessive, wanted me all to himself while he had all the women and fun he wanted. We would go to a party and he would make it with every woman there at least once. When we got home, we would fight like cats and dogs because I made love to the men. Or women. He really hated that."
Sheila looked at Abby, totally confused. "Are you and Tony swingers?"
"Yes," Abby said firmly. "Have been about seven years. We thought you were, too. Aren't you?" She knew the answer, but wanted the issue out in the open.
"Uh, no, I'm not.. .really." She glanced at Tony, blushed, and continued, "I can't say I've never thought about it. Kenneth, my late husband, and I never talked about it. I never cheated on him, and while I can't prove it, I don't think he ever cheated on me. He was a good, solid, dependable man, if not very imaginative or exciting. I had a good life with him, and I wasn't about to do anything to screw it up."
Tony asked, "You mean the name of the ranch has nothing to do with swinging?" He had heard the answer from Danny and Kathleen, but wanted Sheila to tell them anyway.
"The name of the ranch? We kept the original name when we bought the place. Why should that have anything to.. .oh, my God! Kathleen said something this morning about my sugar bush showing. She meant my.. .that's why you came here? Oh, I'm so sorry for the confusion. And any inconvenience. I can refund your money. I can't make up for your lost time."
He wasn't really sure how it would come out, but Tony waded in anyway. They had to clear the air sooner or later. "The issue isn't that simple, dear. All the reservations you booked for the summer are members of our group. We all saw your ad and decided to take the place for the summer, two or three couples at a time. If we leave now, all the others will cancel.
"We don't want to leave, though. We're enjoying ourselves. We didn't come here just to find someone to swing with. We can do that at home. We like the ranch, and you, and the way you run the place. We like your fine family. We just wanted to find a place where we could relax without someone getting upset if we did have a swinging party. Evidently, we found such a place. You don't seem to think we're weird. We're just plain old ordinary people, and you treat us that way. It's obvious that Kathleen and Danny like and accept us, too."
"I don't doubt that for a minute!" Sheila exclaimed. "I, uh, that is, I spied, uh, watched all of you last night. I saw how much they accept you."
"Yeah, we knew you were there," Jody said. "We were hoping you would join us."
"You mean you knew that, and you still carried on with my family that way?"
"Oh, Sheila, dear lady!" Jody said. "No one forced them to join us, and they didn't do anything they haven't done before since each turned eighteen. Danny has a herd of willing young fillies he keeps happy, and I've been Kathleen's lover for three years. Kathleen didn't play on both sides of the street until recently, but she did it willingly. You know that sooner or later they were going to be sexually active. Why fight the inevitable?"
Sheila looked dazed. "I thought Danny had something going with Linda King, but I had no idea Kathleen.. . "
"Sheila, dear, I told you that Tony and I have been swinging several years. I'm only about four years older than Kathleen. Would you call me too young?"
"Well, no, but you seem so much older, or something."
"Kathleen's very mature and intelligent, Sheila," Jody said. "She knows what she's doing."
"Sheila, I didn't know what I was doing when I started fucking," Abby said. "I didn't really enjoy it until I met Tony. He made the difference for me. Jody made the difference for Kathleen. I think we can all make a difference for Danny." She intentionally left out Paula, and didn't say she thought Sheila could help make a difference for her offspring.
"Well, when you put it that way," Sheila said. "I guess it's just my motherly instincts coming out."
"You can't protect them from sex," Tony said. "You can guide them, but they're too grown-up for you to shelter any longer. If you've taught them well, and I think you have, they'll do okay."
Sheila finished her drink and set her glass on the table. Donna made her a fresh, much stronger one. Caught up the conversation, Sheila gulped half of it without noticing.
"Never too old to learn, I guess," she murmured. "To tell you the truth, I feel like a big load has been lifted off my shoulders. I've been so tense lately."
"You need to learn to relax, dear." Abby slid over, put her arm around Sheila, hugged her close and smiled. "When Tony told me he fucked you in the barn, I got so turned on. I wish I could have been there to watch. Maybe even help him. I still want to watch him give it to you. His cock's so big and he's so good. I think you're very uptight because you aren't getting fucked. You're not only one hell of a looker, you have an air of sexuality about you. I don't know how you've gone so long without sex. Why don't you join us? What better way to get the relief you need?"
Sheila sighed. "What happened in the barn.. . well, it just happened. You know? To do it again.. .how can you bear to see him do that with another woman? How can I do that with all of you watching?"
"Oh, so you do want him to fuck you again, don't you?" Abby said triumphantly. "Tony and I are not jealous of each other. Fucking someone else doesn't intrude on our personal relationship. That's ours only, and it's very secure. We want each other to enjoy themselves to the fullest."
"But, from what I saw last night, I'd have to do more than just fuck Tony." Sheila blurted out the words without thinking. She had never used the word fuck with anyone, not even Kenneth.
"Well, I guess so. He will probably want you to suck his cock. Maybe even suck him off, let him cum in your mouth. Have you ever done that?"
"Suck a, uh, cock? Yeah. I used to suck Kenneth's cock, but he never.. . "
"You mean you never sucked him off and let him cum in your mouth," laughed Abby.
"Yeah. What I really meant though was what I saw you doing with Kathleen and Donna. You know, how you did things to them with your mouth. Your tongue. I couldn't ever do that with a woman. How could I?"
"Just bury your mouth in her cunt and lick away," Jody laughed. "Never know how much fun it is until you try it."
"Oh!" Sheila said softly.
"If you're wondering how it's done, the best way to learn is watch and then do," Donna said. "See and try, sort of. Did Kenneth ever suck your pussy?"
"Yeah, once in a while."
"Did you like it?"
"Well, yeah, I guess so. He didn't like it too much. He never sucked me long enough for me to cum." She suddenly found it so damned easy to let herself go and speak freely without worrying about offending her husband.
A silent signal passed between Abby and Donna. They both stood and started undressing. Sheila watched as they exposed each part of their lovely bodies, her mind seething with emotion. What the hell had she gotten herself into now?
"We'll show you what we do," Abby said.
She sat back down with her bare leg touching Sheila. She scooted her ass forward on the couch and Donna knelt between her legs.
Abby's leg seemed to sear Sheila's flesh through her thin robe. She gazed openly at the two women. Abby, leaning back with her large tits jutting, her fat nipples erect. Her lean, flat belly. Her full, womanly hips and well-rounded thighs. The large patch of coal-black hair spreading unconfined over her plump mound. The prominent lips of her cunt peeked through, gorged with blood.
She looked at Donna, kneeling between Abby's lovely legs, her silver hair a striking contrast to Abby's black bush. At Donna's slightly smaller, but just as proud, tits grazing Abby's thighs as the silver-haired beauty leaned toward Abby's box. The combination of the strong drink and the salacious sight made Sheila's head swim.
Sheila watched as Donna very carefully licked and kissed Abby's upper thighs and pussy. She alternated with swipes of her broad tongue and puckered lips, leaving a trail of wetness in her wake.
"See, darling," Abby murmured. "See how she uses her tongue and lips to increase my pleasure? She doesn't go to my cunt immediately, but works up to it slowly. She draws out the pleasure, makes it last longer. The anticipation builds, makes me eager for her tongue to part my cunt lips and lick my slit.
Watch my cunt lips open slightly as I get excited. Ohhh, my pussy is getting all wet inside. See the juice on the lips? Ahhh, now her tongue is lapping up my juice. Working on the lips. Still not touching my clit. God, I'm losing my thoughts. It's good, wonderful! Her tongue is so soft, yet so demanding! Now it's on my clit! Running up and down my slit. Drinking my juice, my cunt juice. Making me mad with desire! Watch, darling, watch her bring me off. Watch her tongue work! I love it, she loves it! I.. .ooohhh, aaahhh, I'm cumming, Sheila, I'm cumming! Watch me cum, darling, watch me!"