Chapter 7
Bernard and MacIntyre left the bedroom and shut the door securely behind them.
Bernard thought he must have gone insane. He was about to march through a crowd of his friends without a stitch of clothes on.
And the worst part was he didn't even feel embarrassed. He was a lot more concerned with his wife's behavior.
Bernard had never known that Stacy wanted to make it with other women.
Sometimes, he figured, you discover the strangest things at parties.
Bernard and MacIntyre had done some business together but weren't close friends.
Until they showed up at the party Bernard hadn't even known that MacIntyre was married.
Now the Symmses were changing his life, his wife's life, and the lives of every guest at the party.
Up in the bedroom Michele moved to the side of the bed and sat on the edge.
"Did you have fun with my husband?" Michele asked, looking somewhat lewdly at Stacy's naked form.
"I was about to ask the same question to you," Stacy said and they both laughed as Michele inched closer to the blonde.
One might have thought that this exchange was catty, but there was no jealousy in the tones of their voices.
"I guess we both had a good time," Michele said sweetly.
"I have a feeling the good times are just beginning," Stacy said.
"Have you ever been with a woman before, Stacy."
"Uh uh. I guess I should be honest with you. MacIntyre was only the second lover I ever had."
"You mean that you were a virgin when you married Bernard?"
"Uh huh. I guess that's the way things are in small towns."
"And you haven't had a single affair until tonight."
"Nope. I hadn't even spent a lot of time worrying about it. I've been a little itchy lately. But it hadn't been a matter of major concern."
"You poor baby," Michele said in a sympathetic tone.
Michele swung her legs up onto the bed and fell back so that she was prone.
She reached up and allowed her fingertips to graze Stacy's nipples.
The little blonde thought that her nipples were going to burst.
MacIntyre had hurt them with his pinching and pulling, and thought they were still a little sore, they were yearning to be sucked and bitten once again.
"Come here and kiss me," Michele said pulling her fingers away from Stacy's pert breasts.
The black-haired woman put her fingertips on the back of Stacy's neck.
She then intertwined her fingers and began to pull her closer.
Stacy could feel her full, sensuous lips starting to tingle as they got ever closer to Michele's.
They kissed and immediately Stacy could feel the cunt juices starting to flow once again inside her pussy.
Her cunt flesh had just returned to normal, and now it was starting to swell up with blood once again.
Stacy could tell that her cunt would be fully engorged with blood by the time the kiss was over.
The delicately touched the tips of their tongues together, and Stacy heard herself make a deep moaning sound.
Michele purred so hard that her entire throat vibrated and the blonde could feel her clit becoming erect.
Stacy was out of breath and flushed by the time the two beautiful, shapely woman had finished tongue-kissing so passionately.
"I didn't think that I would ever be doing this with another woman," Stacy said, their lips still very close together.
"If it feels good, do it," Michele said cheerfully.
"I think I am starting to understand what being a sensate is all about," Stacy said. "I hope that Bernard is feeling the same way."
"As far as I can tell he is well on his way to being gung-ho," Michele said. "Let's not worry about the men. For a short while at least, let's just enjoy each other. I want to make you scream with pleasure, Stacy."
Stacy decided that she wanted to become bold with Michele.
The little blonde placed both of her hands on Michele's big tits.
Stacy opened her dainty fingers as far apart as they would go.
It didn't take her long to figure out that Michele's tits were too big for her to hold them all at the same time.
Stacy lowered her face and began to kiss at Michele's tits.
Stacy had never seen tits that big on anyone other than fat women.
And those had been droopy and gross, not shapely and firm like the ones the black-haired woman possessed.
Stacy could see that Michele's nipples were a lot larger than her own, and that they grew very long when they were erect.
She moved her mouth to the right nipple and sensuously took it between her puffy parted lips.
Stacy began to suck noisily as Michele ran her slim fingers through the tight blonde curls on top of her head.
Stacy could feel her bare back being scratched by those long fingernails, making little shivers run up and down her spine.
Stacy sucked very hard on both nipples, rolling her tongue over the twin feminine erections at the same time to enhance Michele's pleasure.
Stacy loved the way the woman purred when she got horny.
The Michele placed her hands on Stacy's shoulders and gently moved the little girl onto her back.
It was Michele's turn to suck Stacy's tits at that point.
Michele began to kiss and lick her way slowly down the front of the woman's body.
Stacy could tell that it was a slow crooked journey that would end at the swollen flesh of her pussy.
As Michele kissed down Stacy's shapely petite torso, she turned her hips toward Stacy's head.
Stacy could see Michele's ass cheeks in her face as she felt the woman kissing at her lower abdomen.
The two woman moved into the classic sixty-nine position.
That way they could give each other pleasure at the same time.
Stacy loved the way Michele's ass looked so close to her face.
She could see the black pubic hair dangling between her legs and she could even see the woman's cunt lips, swollen and throbbing. Stacy reached up and began to gently massage the cheeks of Michele's ass, the backs of her hands only an inch away from her own face.
Michele had her nose close enough to Stacy's cunt that she could smell the ripe odor of womanhood.
She could also see that there was blood on the little girl's pussy lips and wondered where it had come from.
"You have been bleeding," Michele said, a note of concern in her voice as she said those words.
"Yeah. Your husband fucked me in the ass-hole for the first time. I guess it was a little more than I could handle."
"Don't worry, Stacy. I will be very gentle with you. We will be kind to one another and give each other nothing but pleasure."
There was something about the seductive tone of Michele's voice that made Stacy's horniness get worse.
The little blonde could feel her natural lubrication gathering in a pool at the base of her pussy.
She could tell that it wouldn't be long before she was making a brand new stain on the already stained sheets.
Stacy lifted the back of her head off the bed so that she could get her mouth on the cheeks of Michele's ass.
They were being loving and sensuous with one another, each caress taking place in slow motion.
"Lick between my ass cheeks," Michele requested.
The black-haired woman began to kiss at Stacy's thighs.
Michele thought that Stacy's nearly bald pink pussy was very cute.
She quickly moved her head between those parted thighs so she could get her face right into that drooling poontang. Michele moved her knees further apart on the bed.
The inner lips of her cunt pulled apart a little as she did this.
Stacy could see Michele's buttocks separating naturally.
Stacy moved her fingertips close to the crack of Michele's bunky.
She pressed her fingers hard into the flesh and pulled the cheeks apart as far as they would go so she could see the woman's ass-hole.
Stacy could see that Michele had a little ring of black hair around her anus, which
Stacy thought looked very nice.
Stacy raised up her knees and lifted her hips a little so that Michele would be able to get at her cunt with her tongue with greater ease.
At the exact same time, Stacy placed her tongue on Michele's ass-hole and Michele placed her tongue on Stacy's cunt.
The two women began to wiggle their tongues around, their moans of pleasure muffled because each had their mouths full.
Stacy concentrated on tightening the muscle in her tongue so that it would be as stiff as she could make it.
She then crossed her eyes and looked at her own tongue, watching the tip to see that it was pointy.
Stacy then pressed the tip against the center of Michele's ass-hole, feeling her sphincter start to open.
Michele tensed and shivered as she felt the tiny blonde working her stiff tongue deep into her ass.
Stacy could tell that there would no longer be taboos.
For years there had been sexual activities that she had read about but had never considered participating in. Only in Stacy's weirdest fantasies had things ever gotten kinky before this fateful night with Michele and MacIntyre.
Michele placed her tongue at the base of Stacy's pussy where the natural lubrication was thickest.
She loved the flavor of Stacy's pussy and was soon lapping thirstily at the crack of Stacy's ass with the flat part of her tongue.
Stacy rolled back and lifted her feet off the bed to make this easier for Michele's.
Stacy thought that the tongue felt very soothing on her sore ass-hole.
Soon, Michele had licked all of the blood away from the pretty little blonde's aroused private parts.
Stacy began to slowly work her tongue in and out of that hole, tongue-fucking Michele's tight ass-hole.
Then they both stopped licking each others ass-hole and Michele shifted her position so Stacy would be able to get at her pussy.
The little blonde girl pulled a pillow under her head so that she could eat Michele's poontang without straining her neck.
They both made sloppy noises with their mouth as they sucked and licked.
Both could tell that their sexual arousal was growing in leaps and bounds with those bold caresses.
Their moans and groans filled the room, muffled and frenzied.
They ate each other's cunt like they had done it together many times before.
Stacy had never seen a woman's pussy close up before.
She thought that Michele's swollen, wet vagina was fascinating.
They both moved to the brink of ecstasy, carefully avoiding each other's clits with their tongue.
Stacy had been unsure of herself at first when it came to giving Michele pleasure.
Then she decided that her best bet was to treat Michele's pussy just as she would like to have her own treated.
The method had worked out just fine, and Stacy felt proud that she was going to give the beautiful black-haired woman a crushing orgasm.
As if they had rehearsed, they moved their tongues to each other's clits together, wanting to come at the same time.
Michele had her hands on the top of Stacy's thighs and was squeezing at the yielding flesh with her fingertips.
Stacy kept her hands on Michele's buttocks, kneading the firm flesh as she flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth across her clit rapidly.
They burst into orgasm at the same time, and Stacy was starting to wonder if her lust was insatiable.
Stacy had already had more orgasm that day than any other in her life and she could tell that the evening was far from over.
When the sexual climaxes were over Michele moved her hips away from Stacy's face and pulled her mouth away from the little blonde's glowing cunt.
Michele dismounted and turned around so that they were both sprawled in the same direction on the bed.
They kissed and tasted their own cunt juices as they rolled their tongues together.
They pressed the length of their bodies together so that their swollen, erect nipples were touching.
Downstairs the party whooped and hollered when they saw MacIntyre and Bernard coming down the stairs without any clothes on.
"What the hell is going on up there?" Nathan Versace, one of the guests called out in amusement.
Dee Dee Soloway whistled and winked at the men as they crossed the room to go to the kitchen for beer.
"Everyone take off their clothes. Now is the time in the evening when the real fun starts!" Bernard said He winced as he heard himself say those words.
He was convinced that he had just blown his reputation for life.
Bernard could just see himself and Stacy being kicked out of town for being deviate and sexually perverted.
But Bernard was amazed to see that no one flustered at all.
In fact many of the guests seemed joyous at the news.
In a matter of seconds people were undressing all over the place.
Of course there were a few fuddy-duddies who left, being embarrassed by the behavior of the others.
But most stayed and soon the living room of the Shakey house looked like some kind of Roman orgy.
"It's human nature to be promiscuous," MacIntyre said to Bernard.
"I don't think that's the first time I heard that tonight," Bernard said.
He stared as he saw people he had known all of his life getting naked.
Outstanding and respected members of the community were turned into animals.
People began to fuck in every conceivable combination.
Everyone got drunker and soon the room was filled with the moans and groans of sexual passion.
Finally Bernard drew his eyes away and followed MacIntyre into the kitchen. Bernard opened up the refrigerator door and saw that there was still plenty of beer.
He had stocked up well that afternoon so he wouldn't have to leave while the party was in full swing to get more.
The two men cracked open their beers and Bernard looked at MacIntyre.
Bernard shook his head from side to side with a little smile on his face.
"How do you do it? How do you get people to act this way?" Bernard said, sensing that the man had some sort of control over the human will.
"I have no secret. No hypnotism. No subliminals. Everyone wants to be sexually adventurous. They are just afraid of what people might think of them. Once they feel the fear of rejection being removed everything becomes very easy."
"What do we do now?" Bernard asked.
"Finish our beer and then go upstairs. I want you and I to fuck my wife at the same time," MacIntyre said.