Chapter 11
Events developed a little differently in the other room.
Tina had made up her mind that since she and Don had a long night to spend together, she was going to get him off on the right foot at the beginning. No more bunny-rabbit screws. Her nerves would be a mess by morning if he were to come on like that all night.
So as not to get him too excited too quickly, she said as soon as they had entered the room, "Why don't you get undressed in the bathroom, and I'll take my clothes off in here. Then I can slip into bed and wait for you."
"Well ... sure, if that's what you'd like."
Tina smiled to herself. He was starting off with the right attitude, anyway.
As he headed for the bathroom, she said, "Don't come out until I call and tell you it's all right."
"Why do we have to be so formal?" he asked.
"Never mind. I just like it better this way."
He nodded agreement, and disappeared.
She immediately moved to the windows and closed the drapes, reducing the light in the room to a pleasant dimness, and making certain, at the same time, that none of what happened could be seen from outside.
She began to get undressed.
In the bathroom, Don took his clothes off quickly. His thoughts were divided between Tina, who was getting naked in the next room, and Cindy, who was in the adjoining suite with Lee.
What was Lee doing to her now? Don wondered. Did he have her down on the bed yet? Was he slipping off her pants ... parting her legs ... climbing atop her? Was he perhaps already sliding his stiff cock into her cunt?
The thought caused Don's own cock to thicken and rise.
He wondered about that, but only in passing. Tina was his main concern at the moment.
When he was naked, he stood close to the door and waited to hear Tina's invitation to enter. He looked down at himself. His pecker was up-not quite stiff, but very close to it.
He waited a few more seconds, then called, "Tina? Can I come out?"
The svelte brunette was just ungartering her stockings. "Don't be so eager," she called back. "Give me another minute or so."
He sighed, turned and sat down on the lid of the toilet.
In the bedroom, Tina took off her second stocking, then stripped her garter belt away. She wore a black bra and matching bikini briefs.
She unhooked the bra and shrugged out of it, her small tits quivering. She gripped the top of her panties and whisked them down. She stepped from them and placed bra and briefs on a chair with her slip, stockings and garter belt. Her dress lay over the back of the chair.
She moved to the bed, folded down the spread and turned the covers back, then slid in between the cool sheets.
"All right, Don," she called as she arranged her black hair on the pillow.
The bathroom door opened and he emerged, totally nude. His penis was soft now, and it swung as he moved toward the bed.
She noted the fact of his softness with approval. At least he hadn't been in there picturing her and getting all worked up in advance.
"You sure like to keep a guy waiting." he complained.
"It's better when you don't hurry too much," she said.
She sounds just like Cindy, Don commented to himself. He turned back the sheet and climbed into bed beside her.
He took her into his arms, and she rolled against him compliantly. Their lips merged. Her tongue fluttered against his lips and sank moistly into his mouth. He growled and gripped her more tightly.
His rod began to rise.
He toyed with her tits while they kissed, and his erection became stiffly demanding. He slid his hand to her loins, fluffing the thick hair on her mound. He sought to part her legs, but she held them together.
He stopped kissing and looked at her. "Open up, honey," he said.
"Not yet."
He leaned farther back so he could study her face. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing. I just don't want to rush through this."
"But we're here to do it, aren't we?"
"Oh, we'll do it; don't worry. We'll do it a lot, I hope. But we're not going to break our necks to get it over with each time. Play with my breasts a little."
"Okay," he said with a sigh. He decided to indulge her whims for a while.
He passed his hand back and forth across the firm, small titties, and the nipples rose to jut arrogantly out and upward. He caught one between his thumb and finger and twisted it.
"That's good!" she breathed hotly. "Do it some more."
He did it some more.
"Harder," she directed.
He pinched the nipple harder, and it seemed to swell to greater stiffness in his grip.
"Now bite it!" she commanded.
"You mean suck don't you?" he murmured as he bent his head.
"No! Bite! Just don't bite it off," she added with a hiss.
He put his mouth around the straining, stiff nipple and placed his teeth gently against it.
"That's not biting!" she complained. "Chew at it!" He bore down a little on the firm, rubbery stem. "More!" she demanded. "Bite, you sissy!" He bit her hard. "Oooooooow!"
He raised his head. "Too hard?" "Noooh! Oooh, noooh! Do that some more. Bite it hard!"
He placed his mouth on the tit again, and bit the nipple as hard as before. Her hand gripped his rod hotly. He went to the other tit and bit that one.
She writhed against his mouth, keening intensely.
His hand slid to her loins. He found her legs loosely parted this time, and he could get between them. Her cunt was hot and moist as he stroked one finger in and out.
He raised his head from her breast and tried to push her legs farther apart.
"What are you doing?" she asked, stiffening to trap his hand between her thighs.
"Goddamn it, I want you!"
"Sure you do, sweetie," she purred. "But let's take it slow and easy, hm? Kiss me some more now. Farther down."
"What?"
"Farther down." Her dark eyes twinkled. "You know."
He looked at her for a moment, fearing that he did know what she was getting at. If it was what he thought it was, she was in for a disappointment. He was no queer. But he would kiss her a little around the belly button, if that would help.
He shifted down, pushing the sheet off both of them, and browsed with parted lips on the smooth, firm plane of her belly. She didn't have the little curve that Cindy had there; Tina was as straight up and down as a person could be.
He raised his head and went to work with his hand at her thighs again, but she still wouldn't open herself to him.
"Hey, what in hell is this?" he exploded. "Am I going to have to rape you?"
She giggled. "That would be fun. But not now. You'd go off too fast, I'm afraid."
"Then open up."
"No, Don. You're not through kissing me yet." "Now, look. If you're hinting that you want me to ... to..." "Yes?"
"Well, I'm not going to do it!" He was angry. "All right!" Her eyes twinkled. "Then I won't do you."
"You mean . you would...? "
"I would if you would."
The thought thrilled him. But if it meant he'd have to get down into her mush swamp and root around, forget it. He was no pervert!
"Just open your legs," he said, in a tone that showed he meant business. '
"Well, take it slow and easy," she warned as she complied with his demand. "If you don't give me a climax this time, I'm gonna be sore.
He hardly heard her. It was enough that her thighs were open and that the way was clear for him to sink his pulsating peter into her quim.
This he did immediately, and sank it deep on the initial thrust. She locked her legs around the backs of his thighs. He withdrew, and she exerted herself against his thighs strongly, to try to force him to sink his prick deeply again.
It worked, and she held herself against him, her pussy pulsing around his rod.
"That's good!" she cried. "Keep moving it slowly."
He pulled and thrust, pulled and thrust, slowly, deliberately, making a conscious effort to comply with her demand. But then the voluptuousness of the motion got to him, and through the rosy haze there drifted the thought of Lee with Cindy ... screwing her as he was screwing Lee's wife.
He began to rear and thrust rapidly. "Oooh, noooh!" Tina cried.
But it was too late to exert any control over what was happening. Don had already entered the final phase, and was pistoning swiftly.
He came, squirting his hot juice into her chasm, and she was nowhere near a finish. She groaned in frustration, letting her legs slide away from his. "Goddamn you!" she cried.
"Wh-what's the matter?" he asked f pidly, raising his head.
"You ought to know. You fouled me up again. I didn't get there."
"Well, that's tough." He didn't seem interested. "We can try it again later."
"There won't be any later," she said. "I'm getting out of here."
She got off the bed and swept her clothing off the chair. She carried it into the bathroom.
Don sat up and stared after her in amazement. Could he have been that bad? Ridiculous! It had to have been her fault, not his.
Women! What did they expect from a man, anyway?
When he was single, he hadn't been aware that they were so demanding. But he'd had experience with only two, and one of them was a prostitute; the other had wanted to marry him, and perhaps she hadn't revealed her true attitude lest she spoil her chances to become his wife. She may have figured she could change him after they were married.
Mmmmmrnm. He had never really thought about it much. He had always just assumed he was a good lover. He was well enough built. He knew that.
Damn it, he was a good lover! It wasn't his fault if the bitches didn't appreciate him.
Tina took her time in the bathroom. Don remained on the bed, with the covers pulled over him. He thought Tina was bluffing when she'd said she was going to leave-but what was she doing in there all this time?
When finally she opened the door, she was fully dressed.
"Hey!" He sat up. "You're not really going to walk out. . . "
"The devil I'm not," she snapped, and crossed the room to the door which connected their unit to the one occupied by Lee and Cindy.
At that moment, the other couple was sprawled nude on the bed, and Lee was fulfilling his promise to make passionate love to Cindy's breasts. He was holding the luscious tits close together by pressing his hands against their outer sides, and he licked back and forth across them, swabbing the tingling, stuck-up nipples.
Without warning, the door opened and Tina strode into the room.
Cindy gasped and tried to cover up, but a new surge of excitement went through her at the same time.
Lee raised his face from her breasts and stared at his wife. "Don't tell me Don hasn't gotten the clothes off you yet!"
"Oh, yes. We've done it, and I've had it. Come on. Let's go home." Her eyes swept Cindy's lush form jealously.
"But, hell ... we're here for the night." "No, we're not. I'm not going to stay a minute longer."
Lee turned and got up from the bed. His cock, which had been hard, slumped a little, but it retained a sizable length and thickness.
"Come on," he said as he gripped his wife's arm.
"Whatever the trouble is, we're going to work it out." Pulling Tina along, he started for the open door to the other room.
Cindy sat up and stared after them.
Don was still in bed and covered when Lee and Tina entered. He gazed at Lee's impressive nakedness.
Lee grinned. "Now, what the hell happened in here? Tina wants to break up the party, but Cindy and I have just gotten started."
"Don't ask me," Don said, glaring at Tina bitterly.
"Well?" Lee turned to her. -
"I just want to leave," she declared, coloring slightly. "I'm not going to talk about it."
"Well, we're not going to leave yet," Lee said firmly. Then he turned and called, "Cindy! Come on in here."
He grinned at Don. "We wanted a party, so let's have a real party-all of us in the same room."
"Lee, I warn you..." Tina said.
"You warn me, shit! Are you gonna take off those clothes, or am I gonna rip 'em off you?"
"Lee!"
"I mean it. Start stripping."
Cindy arrived in the doorway at that moment, coyly holding an arm across her breasts and her other hand in front of her bushy blonde loins.
"Come on in," Lee told her.
She gazed at Don in the bed, and he looked back at her uncertainly.
But there was nothing uncertain about the way Lee went after his wife, unfastening her clothes and tearing them off her.
"All right!" she cried. "I'll do it!"
He let her finish the job as he said to Don and Cindy, "Let's all use the same bed. That is, if nobody has any objections."
Don didn't. He was stimulated by the idea. In fact, this more than offset the embarrassment he felt.
Cindy experienced a warm glow over exhibiting her nakedness to everyone at the same time. She dropped the concealing hands she had placed in front of her.
Don couldn't seem to keep his eyes off Lee's sex equipment, and he kept thinking of the fact that it had been inside Cindy.
For his part, Lee wanted to perform on the same bed with Don. He wanted to screw Cindy while Don watched, and he wanted to see Don with Tina. He wondered what the trouble had been between them. Well, he'd most-likely find out very soon.
Tina had only to remove her panties now, and all four swappers would be stark naked.
Then they'd really make the bed bounce!