Chapter 11
"All right, ladies, get up," John said as he led them across the room to a small circular merry- go-round. The contraption had six seats facing outward, each with a wide V where the bottom of the seat would normally be.
Each woman got in and noticed that there was no way to sit comfortably in the device without spreading one's thighs wide apart. Naturally this presented their female sex to full view. But by this time, they had gotten used to exposing themselves to other's gaze at Camp Paulette.
The merry-go-round was just high enough off of the ground to be at pelvis level. Immediately Pam deduced why the height had been selected.
When the women were properly seated, John came over and adjusted the back of each chairlike device so that each woman's pelvis was pushed forward slightly and her thighs were raised a tad bit.
Pam also knew what this meant-and she was glad. After all, she had been hungry for cock for over three hours.
What she didn't expect however, was that her arms would be tied behind her back. She found this to be a bit uncomfortable and when she asked John why he had done it, he simply replied, "So those beautiful tits of yours stick out more plainly."
Each woman was bound in precisely the same manner. When finally done, their bodies presented a magnificent display of tits, ass, and cunt.
Finally, John snapped his finger and Willy stepped into the room. The large muscular black man was completely nude and had a standing hard-on which could have been carved on a Greek statue.
Donna was facing him and cooed, "Oooh! That's nice."
Pam, who was sitting next to her, turned her head and cooed as well. That big black dick looked nicer than ever. She started praying to the God of Cock and Fucking that she would get to sample that salami in the near future.
She didn't have long to wait.
Willy stepped over between Donna's thighs, pointed his immense dick in the direction of her vagina, and shoved.
"Oh my!" she exclaimed as the human sausage slid into her.
He gave a couple of shoves and then withdrew his mighty shaft. He reached out and turned the merry-go- round a few feet so that Pam's pussy was presented next. He looked into her splendid blue eyes, and then turned his attention to that wonderful triangular space between her thighs.
She saw where he was staring and smiled. In no time at all her pretty blonde muff was being filled full of hard black penis. "Ahhhh!" she sighed as the dark meat wormed into her-far up into her. "Ooooh! That feels good."
"You don't sound so prejudiced today," he said as he gave her a couple of agile pokes. "In fact, you seem quite friendly."
"Ooooh!" Pam sighed with her tongue hanging out of the side of her mouth. "I've learned my lesson. I'm sorry if I offended you."
"No offense taken, lady. It happens all the time. Eventually all women learn that after a few days at Camp Paulette, a cock is a cock, a cunt is a cunt, and sex is sex." He pulled his cock out of her, turned the merry-go-round sixty degrees, and then shoved his pecker into Nancy.
Pam was momentarily shocked. She wanted that cock. She wanted that cock back in her nest as quickly as possible.
"Oomph!" Nancy gulped as she felt the huge black monster rise up into her body. Although she was grateful for the penis, she was curious as to what was going on. "What are you doing?" she asked between grunts.
"It's a great game. It's called Switcheroo Pussy. Currently you're 'it'."
"Ooooh! I like being 'it'."
Just as quickly as he had put it into Nancy, he pulled himself out, turned the merry-go-round another sixty degrees, positioned himself between Linda's thighs, and enjoyed her sheath.
She smiled broadly as he put it into her. She looked down and watched the black tube invade her love tunnel. She thoroughly enjoyed the sight of black flesh disappearing into white.
Sue was next. He turned the merry-go-round sixty degrees, and gave a mighty shove and rammed it into her hole. The fuck was so forceful, that her titties shook, her asscheeks jiggled, and she worried that she might fall out of the makeshift chair.
Finally he came to little Wanda. He smiled as he remembered his earlier performance with her. Although she smiled up at him, she shivered. She didn't know if he would fit into her a second time. She didn't know if she could go through it once more.
Alas, her fears were groundless. He slipped right in.
Soon, he pulled out of Wanda, and put his cock back into Donna. And then into Pam. And then into Nancy. And then into Linda. And then into Sue. And then Wanda again. And then Donna again. He established a regular pattern of Donna, Pam, Nancy, Linda, Sue, and Wanda- over and over again.
That's the way that Switcheroo Pussy was played.
Round and round and round he went, giving a few strokes to each female, making each yearn for more. He would give three quick pokes, followed by four long slow ones, followed by three more quick ones.
Three. Four. Three.
Three. Four. Three.
Three. Four. Three.
Around and around and around.
Finally, after servicing each female a total of sixteen times, he called for John to help him. John rushed forward, got on the opposite side of the merry- go-round, and immediately sunk his cock into Pam while Willy remained ensconced in Sue.
Donna, Wanda, Linda, and Nancy were all wailing. Each wanted a cock of her own. They were being denied their fair share of dick.
And then John whistled again.
This time six nude men appeared from the side of the room, and each wore a broad lecherous grin on his face.
Pam, who at that moment was enjoying John's cock, suddenly bit her lower lip. "My god!" she shouted. "That's my husband."
Indeed it was. Keith Samuels stood some distance away watching his wife getting balled-and he didn't seem to mind one iota. In fact, he rather enjoyed the sight.
The other women turned and looked. "Oh no!" they gasped in unison, suddenly ashamed of their tied and bound situation.
"Oh John!" whispered Pam. "You must pull out of me! You must."
"Why? He's the one who paid for your trip here."
"It's not decent to have your penis in my pussy while my hubby is present."
John looked over his shoulder and waved. "She's a real good piece of ass now, Mr. Samuels. Real good. You're money has been well spent."
Pam's mouth dropped open. She did not like being referred to as a "real good piece of ass". If she could have pushed John off of her, she would have. Unfortunately, her arms were still bound behind her back.
Keith Samuels stepped forward and said, "I can see that you're preoccupied with my wife at the moment, so I'll partake in some of the other pussy available around here." He looked lasciviously at Donna.
"Please feel free to fuck whomever you wish, Mr. Samuel's," Willy said. "The women have all been primed and are eager to serve."
Keith saw that the large muscular black man was shoving his massive penis into Sue Callaway. "Wow!" he exclaimed, suddenly losing interest in Donna and focusing his attention on Sue. "Now that's really exciting."
He stepped closer to Sue so he could see the interracial fuck up close and personal. "Hey Fred! Come on over her and get a gander at this. You're wife ain't a puritan no more."
Fred, Sue's husband, reluctantly pulled his eyes away from Pam, to go see what Keith was talking about. He strolled around the merry-go-round and then he saw it. "Sue!" he exclaimed. "I had no idea that you liked dark meat!"
"Well... er... I didn't," she stammered. "That is, until we were introduced to it."
"If I would have known, I would have brought Billy Fleetfoot over for dinner," Fred exclaimed.
While Sue was getting pummeled by Willy she thought for a moment and then asked, "Billy Fleetfoot. Do I know him?"
"He's the big fellow down in accounting. Stands about six feet six. Has broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Used to play professional basketball. Still looks like and athlete."
Suddenly Sue's eyes alit with recognition. "Oh yes. Him. My goodness!" Without willing it, her cuntal muscles contracted on Willy's cock. "You'll have to invite him over for dinner very soon."
Keith spoke. "Aren't you going to invite me and Pam over for dinner anytime soon?"
Sue blushed deeply. "I'm sorry. I forgot my manners. You and Pam can drop by our house anytime you like."
Fred slapped Keith on the back and said, "Hey buddy! You can come on over and spend the night- if you get my drift."
Keith smiled. "Oh yea. That would be real nice. I've been watching this wife of yours for years, Fred. I've been wanting to drill her in every manner imaginable."
Sue blushed again. She wasn't used to men talking so wantonly about her. But she figured that she had to get used to it. After all, she was now living a new lifestyle thanks to the wonders of Camp Paulette.
In the meantime, Wanda's husband, Joe Reynolds, was standing in front of Wanda, looking at her widespread cunt. "Have you learned anything here, honey?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she replied. "They've taught us all kinds of useful things. I now know that my pussy can hold much larger and fatter objects than I ever thought possible."
Joe lowered his head and asked, "Did... did anyone else make love to you while you were here?"
Wanda smiled broadly. "Well... a couple of hours ago I was royally fucked by Willy over there. He gave me more orgasms than I've ever had before."
Joe looked at her, and then at Willy. He gulped. He hadn't expected the camp to employ a black man as a sexual therapist. But then, he realized that he was being ridiculous. This was the modern age. It was time that he left racial bigotry behind. Sure, members of another race could enjoy the charms of his wife. That's what modern day hedonistic America was all about.
He stepped close, looked at his helpless wife, and developed an immense erection. Without even asking, he put his cock into her cunt and began ramming away. He hoped that a quickie fuck would put him at ease.
It seemed to work because he moaned, "Ahhhh!" when he felt her vaginal muscles begin to milk his rod.
Alas, he thought. His money had been well invested.
Meanwhile, Donna's husband, Howie Manning, stepped in front of her. He looked down at her widespread thighs, smacked his lips, and said, "You look lovely like that, dear."
"I'm getting used to it. I feel that I've been spread apart and tied up like this for the past twenty- four hours."
"Do you mind if I stick my penis in you now?"
She smirked. "I don't see why not. Every other guy around here has."
Howie gritted his teeth a little. When he had read the brochure for Camp Paulette he hadn't expected the instructors to be so thorough. Nevertheless, he put his cock at the entrance to her hole and shoved himself inward.
"Mmmm!" she said. "Please don't pull it out of me until you blast me full of warm semen. I don't want this fuck to end until I've had my fill of man juice."
"Sure thing." Howie was slightly taken aback. He hadn't heard his lovely wife talk in such lewd terms before.
Meanwhile, Charles Davidson stepped over to his wife, Linda, and kissed her on the cheek, and Richard Robbins, came over and did the same to his wife, Nancy.
"This is an interesting contraption that they've got you in here," said Charles to Linda.
"Isn't it though? They have all sorts of interesting devices here. It's too bad that they don't send the husbands through some of the same things that the wives have to go through."
Charles noted the sarcasm in her voice and said, "Well honey, you needed the training."
"You need it too. After seeing what John and Willy are capable of, I don't know if I'll be able to accept the status quo anymore."
Richard, Nancy's husband, had been busy staring at the center of Linda's cunt. He had always wondered what a redhead's pussy looked like. Now he knew.
Nancy saw where her husband's attention was directed. Since she worried that a fight might break out between the Davidson's, she said, "Richard, why don't you stick your penis into Linda, and Charles, why don't you stick your penis into me?"
Charles and Richard looked at each other. They smiled and exchanged places.
"I've never done anything like this before," said Charles as he slipped his cock into Nancy's tight hole and began working it back and forth.
"Don't worry," she replied. "We've been doing it all weekend."
Linda, who was already pissed off at Charles, decided to gloat over Richard's performance. "Oh Richard!" she exclaimed as his cock wormed into her. "I didn't know you cared."
"Aw shucks," he replied. "I've always had a hankerin' for redheads."