Cindy Roberts cringed in fear of the ordeal her new husband was about to put her through. Married only a short time, they were attending their first swap party, and it was Dave's job to break her in. Everyone else watched with avid interest as he led her to the raised bed in the middle of the room and began undressing her. Little did he know that he was creating a swapping monster who would eventually turn into the all-time party girl. "Swingers are more likely to be found in higher educational and economic levels than among the poor and the less educated ... The membership of two Los Angeles clubs, with a total of twenty-eight member couples, included two M.D.s, eight biologists, four anthropologists, two psychoanalysts (one specializing in marriage counseling), fourteen teachers, two laboratory technicians..." writes John T. Warren in his book. Age of the Wife Swappers.
I
Cindy's legs felt rubbery and her heart pounded. She could feel the hot flush of shame in her cheeks as she stood before the group of married couples and heard the hostess of the evening, Rubi Martin. She was extolling her charms and bragging about how Cindy, the new bride, was about to initiated into the swap club by her husband, Dave Roberts.
Up until this the moment, Cindy had rebelled at going through with this ordeal. She had flatly told Dave that if he insisted she go through with it, he'd regret it. She wanted no part of this swap club business, and wouldn't be at all pleased with Dave if he made her get involved with it.
She knew this was a weak argument on her part. He'd informed her before they got married that he was a firm believer in swapping and that he'd only marry her if she'd go along with it and join in the fun. She'd been so in love with Dave that she would have promised him anything so long as he married her. Her feelings at the time were that she'd be able to change his mind about swapping. Get him off the change partners kick.
After all, she'd reasoned, she was Cindy the sex symbol. The beauty contests winner. The nineteen year old honey-blonde whistle bait with the large breasts, pretty face and a shape that was irresistible. With such assets going for her, how could she miss holding a husband? What normal, ordinary guy would want to share her with other men? That was her thinking when she walked down the aisle to the preacher and promised to take Dave as her lawful wedded husband.
Now, a scant four months later, she was standing before this group of young married swingers, listening to Rubi, and trying to appear cool before these hot-eyed kooks.
"Relax, hon," Dave whispered in her ear. He had an arm slipped about her waist and was fingering her breast.
"Don't talk to me, you ... bastard!" Cindy hissed under her breath. "I'll never speak to you again after tonight!" Her rage drove away some of her fear and weakness. The flush of shame became a flush of anger.
Rubi took Cindy's hand and led her over to the studio couch that had been converted into a bed. It had been pushed against the far wall of the living room of the Martin's huge mansion. This made the living room an impromptu bedroom and allowed the six other couples adequate room to lounge around the made up bed and watch the forthcoming action.
Rubi continued her spiel, "Now, Dave is an old hand at this swap business. Most of us know him well...." She paused until the murmur of laughter and approval died down. "Dave has now brought his new bride to us. He's very proud of this gorgeous little girl and well he might be!" Rubi ran fingers lightly around on Cindy's out-thrust breasts and let them wander downward. "Cindy is just past nineteen. She's already won several beauty contests and this is her first marriage, and her first time at a swap party...."
A murmur of applause and approval swept through the assembled group. They had already begun to pair up and had begun tentative exploratory gestures at their selected partners.
"Since this is Cindy's first party, we'll let her make love to her husband first, then we'll have a drawing to see which one of you lucky men gets her next. Okay ...?"
A roar of approval from the men. Blank stares from the wives.
Rubi patted Cindy and Dave. "Okay. Get with it. I'll turn on some mood music."
While Rubi turned on the hi-fi set and soft strains of music filled the room, Dave turned to Cindy, drew her into his embrace and kissed her. "This is it!" he exulted. "The moment I've been waiting for! To introduce you to my friends and to share your loveliness with them." He gently unbuttoned her blouse. Silence filled the room as the six lovely couples stared at the unfolding tableau. No matter how many times it had happened in the past, this group always got a charge out of the breaking-in of a new member.
This new member, Cindy, was the loveliest of all!
The feel of Dave's fingers on her bare skin drove away Cindy's fear and anxieties. She half closed her eyes and pretended they were at home in their apartment. Just the two of them in their own living room. With these thoughts of guide her, Cindy's rage dissipated and a feeling of passion grew. She loved to be fondled and feel the touch of fingers on her breasts. It drove all other thoughts and worries from her mind as a lustful feeling built within her.
Dave slid her blouse off and tossed it onto a nearby chair. He turned her to face the audience, staring from the semi-dark area of the room. Rubi had pinpointed two floor lamps like spotlights on the couch. The rest of the room was in semi-darkness. For this Cindy was thankful. She couldn't see the rest of the group too well, though she was acutely aware they were staring at her. She could hear the gasps of approval when Dave zipped off her bra and her large melons bounced forward in all their voluptuous glory.
Cindy's breasts were large, solid, and already the cherry nipples were taut and out-thrust from a sea of brown. Her skin was smooth, creamy white and flawless. The tender, smooth, firm flesh of a teenager.
From a position in her rear, Dave played with her titties. He moved his hands again and again over her breasts, cupping them and massaging them, tweaking at the nipples and gently slapping them. Then he slid his head under her arm and from side position, so as not to block the view, he began sucking one, then the other. He drew the huge delights into his mouth, making exaggerated slurping sounds. He caressed the bare breasts with his mouth, tongue and teeth, slowly, to assure the onlookers he knew his business and derived great pleasure from nibbling on such goodies.
The murmur of approval from the audience indicated they, too, took great delight in what he was doing.
Cindy closed her eyes and tried to pretend they were alone. He often man-handled her this way in the privacy of their place. She loved this sex play. Spasms of passion swept through her even though she was terribly conscious of the faces watching her. the eyes greedily upon her, the whispers and sighs as her charms were unfolded.
Dave knelt behind her, unhooked her mini-skirt and with great deliberation slid it from her buttocks and down her glorious thighs. Cindy now stood before the hot-eyed group dressed in nothing but a pair of pale blue panties!
She flushed when she heard the sounds of approval welling from the throats of the swappers.
"Aaaah!" a male voice said. "Lovely legs."
Another male voice, "Wow!"
Dave moved more swiftly. He knelt in front of her and with a flourish, peeled her panties off!
The murmur of approval became one of surprise as well.
"A real blonde!" And again, the male voice saying, "Wow!"
Dave stood beside his wife, bowing slightly, a huge grin on his face. Holding her by one hand, he pirouetted her around and around for their inspection. "You like...?"
Cindy felt herself heating up. Despite her embarrassment, her passion grew every time Dave touched her. His fingers were darting around on her body like an octopus as he showed her off to his friends. He reached down, took hold of her knee and lifted one of her feet onto the side of the couch. She flushed hotly. He was doing this deliberately! Showing her off completely and exposing her in entirety for their amusement!
Reaching down, Dave placed fingers on her completely exposed cunt, drew the vaginal lips apart and said, "How 'bout this little thing, gang? Isn't it tiny? Isn't it cute? So unused. So tender." He peered into the opening and kissed it lightly. "I love it, believe me! I love it!" Giving it a few more kisses, Dave got to his feet and lay Cindy on her back on the couch. He spread wide her legs, lifted her knees up and exposed her cunt completely to the appreciative audience.
The flush in Cindy's face deepened as she heard the murmur of approval from the audience. She wished Dave would hurry up and get it over with so she could slip back into her clothes. She tried to concentrate on listening to the music. Out of the corners of her eyes she saw Dave stripping to the buff. Her eyes lit up in approval. Her husband was completely aroused. With his cock shoved into her, she probably wouldn't feel so embarrassed. She held out her hands. "Please hurry. I'm so hot!"
Dave chuckled. "Hear that, gang?" He appealed to his friends, adding, "Seems like I got a hot little bitch!" Bending over he kissed his hot little bitch on the lips. "Ready, hon?"
Cindy scrootched up her buttocks. "Kiss me some more there!" She'd made up her mind. He embarrassed her. She'd embarrass him. Show him up for what he was. A cunt-lapper deluxe. Every time before their having intercourse since, their marriage, he'd sucked her off. This time would be no different. She'd make him do it before all his friends. She'd show him.
Unabashed, Dave knelt beside her on the couch. He started kissing her on the mouth, then the chin, then his kisses strayed downward. His mouth and lips worked on her large titties. He stayed in this hilly area for a considerable time. There was no rush. The night was young. It was a Saturday evening and the men had the next day off. Most of the wives were like Cindy, non-workers. Wives of wealthy young men. Or men who had such good jobs, the wives didn't have to work.
This was a high class sex club consisting of the upper crust swingers. College types, executives and sons of wealthy parents. Cindy had been a freshman in college when she'd met Dave. He was taking a post-graduate course in business. He was one of the bright young executives of a large firm. A go-getter with a promising future, he was already earning a fabulous salary.
At age twenty-four, Dave was a handsome, dark-haired, dark-eyed intense man who weighed about one hundred and eighty pounds on an athletic six foot one inch frame. He'd been married and divorced once and was an old hand at the swap game. He was a compulsive guy who loved variety in girls; even to the point of swapping mates to get this variety.
Not only was Dave an old hand at swapping, he was an old hand at heating girls up with his tongue. After working out on his wife's titties, he slid his tongue down her flat belly, and settled his lips on the thatch of golden hair that topped the lovely thighs. He ran his hands up and down her lovely legs, which were still out-stretched.
He rolled Cindy onto her stomach to a gasp of approval from the audience, and continued, kissing and sucking her bareness. He kissed and tongued her shoulders; let his mouth wander down the small of her back, then he massaged and kneaded her asscheeks. Her buttocks were firm, white, smooth and out-thrust. He massaged the lovely asscheeks with a circular motion, then spread her cheeks apart and stared down at the lovely asshole. It was tiny, golden-haired, and puckered.
He slid his fingers into the gorgeous, tiny asshole and massaged it while Cindy squealed and squirmed under his probing. "You're getting me so hot," she moaned.
Cindy hadn't thought he'd go this far with her while the gang was watching, but she'd been pleasantly surprised.
She had a stray thought while he sucked her. Apparently oral communication between girl and boy was an approved tactic. A natural part of a session. In a way she was glad. She liked getting sucked off. The feel of a man's tongue working out on her cunt and other places, drove her wild. It made her forget all her inhibitions and want the feel of a cock inside. She reached down to where Dave, having rolled her onto her back again, had dove in between her legs and was giving her fits with his tongue driving in and out of her cunt. "Enough," she whispered. "I'm so hot. Please sock it to me!"
Dave came up from her cunt area, his lips moist with her juices. A wild gleam was in his eyes as he licked at his lips to get the remaining drops of her cream into his mouth. "Are you still pissed off at me?" His eyes twinkled.
"No. No. How could I be mad at a time like this?" Cindy made a mental reservation, but at the moment she was so hot she would've taken on an ape. "I love it. I'm all for this swap business. Now, please, give it to me...." She reached for him and drew him to her embrace. She felt his hard chest crushing against her enormous breasts, flattening them. He entered her and Cindy whimpered in delight. "Ooooh ... Aaaah...." She moaned and moved around under him.
Dave, the expert fucker, drove into his wife's cunt. He slowed the pace, wanting to make it last.
Bending to her ear, and moving around ever so slowly on top of her, he whispered, "You ready to take on another guy? To swap for the night?"
"Yes. Yes." Cindy tried to increase the tempo and step up the pace. Dave wouldn't hurry. "C'mon," she whimpered, "sock it to me fast. Hurry. Hurry...."
"That's all for now, hon. Time for a change."
Uncoupling from her glorious cunt, Dave got to his feet!
He drew her up beside him. Holding her hand, he said, "Now, you've seen my girl in action. Who wants first crack at 'er?"
"Me. Me. Me...." The chorus of male voices rose in a crescendo. The men hopped to their feet; reached for her.
Dave held up a hand. "Okay, you all want 'er. Let's draw names from a hat." He eyed Rubi.
Rubi already had a list of names ready. She tossed the slips of paper in a bowl, and held it toward Cindy. "Well let you pick your mate!"
Cindy, flushing furiously, still hotter'n hell, reached into the container and pulled out a small slip of paper. She glanced at the name. "Alex...?"
II
Cindy sat on the edge of the bed, drawing her clothes about her to cover her essentials. She'd brought her clothes along with her to the assigned bedroom. She looked at Alex Peters with curiosity. He had black hair, dark eyes, an olive complexion and appeared to be about twenty-four. The same age as Dave, he was almost the same size as Dave. Possibly a bit lighter and shorter. He was one of the wealthy types who had no need to work, but dabbled in stocks and bonds.
Cindy forced a weak smile, feeling embarrassed and stupid sitting on the bed like this. "Hi."
Alex flashed a big smile. "Hi." He'd brought along a bottle of whiskey and two glasses. Pouring the drinks, he handed her one. "So you're Dave's latest?"
"Latest what?" Cindy frowned.
"Wife." Alex seemed in no hurry to get with the project. He sipped at his drink and let his glance rove over Cindy's partially covered body.
"You knew his other wife?" Cindy went along with the delay. She was reluctant to get screwed by a stranger. Maybe she could stall him off?
"Quite well. She was a regular at these parties." A fleeting expression of distaste came to his eyes when he mentioned the parties.
Cindy's heart jumped. "You don't like these swap parties?"
Alex shrugged. "They seem to be the in thing. All my life, I've conformed." He unbuttoned his shirt and slid it from his shoulders. He had no undershirt. His torso was tanned, muscular and had a minimum amount of hair.
Cindy watched in silence. Alex might be a scion of a wealthy family, but he managed not to go to pot. He was a well-conditioned athletic type. Her glance continued straying downward to where he had removed his pants. He had stepped from his shorts and he was completely nude. And completely aroused! Cindy subconsciously slid the loose clothing she was holding away from her essentials and they fell to the floor beside the bed.
Noticing her actions, Alex sighed. Reaching over, he shoved against her breasts, causing her to fall backward onto the bed. "Okay, Cindy," he said, in a voice containing a note of disgust, "spread your legs. Let's get it over with." He knelt between her legs, when she obeyed his instructions automatically.
Cindy frowned. "You don't seem overjoyed at the prospect." She felt a hot flush in her cheeks.
"Should I?" He seemed in no hurry to enter her, though he was aroused. His dark eyes had a brooding look.
"Well, if that's-how you feel!" Cindy scrootched out from under, rolled off the bed and glared at him. He was still kneeling in position, cock aimed at the target that had eluded him. He sat on the edge of the bed, a sardonic smile on his handsome face. "Well, how about that! The little slut has a temper!"
Cindy stood before him, hands on hips. "Don't call me names, you bastard! You ... you swapper...! I got news for you, mister! I wanted no part of this kooky business. Mate swapping, hah! And the first time I wind up with a nut like you!" she stormed.
The sardonic look changed slightly. "You didn't want to come to this party? " "Hell no!" The rage grew sharper. "This was Dave's idea. Either I come along, or he says he'll leave me! That's why I'm here!"
Alex frowned. "That makes two of us."
The anger ebbed. Cindy said, "What d'ya mean?"
"My wife Sara. She's with your husband now in one of the other bedrooms."
"Oooh...?" Cindy flushed. She'd been whisked away so fast by Alex, she hadn't noticed where Dave had gone.
"She also gave me that business. Either I come along with her to these parties, or she'll leave me!" Alex hopped to his feet and poured another round of drinks, then burst out laughing. "This is screwy!"
"What is?" Cindy sipped at the liquor.
"The only two people in the group who are really opposed to this swapping business ... and we wind up with each other!" He chuckled.
Cindy's anger ebbed completely. She grinned. "That's almost as bad as if a man wound up with his own wife at one of these affairs." She eyed him. "What'll we do?"
Coming closer, Alex fondled her bare breasts. Then he ran his fingers down to the patch of golden hair surmounting her adorable twat. He slid his fingers in between her thighs and entered the tiny slit. "We could go through with it and screw hell out of each other, or...?" He left the sentence unfinished.
Cindy, heating up considerably from his fondling fingers, said, "Or what...?"
"We could get dressed and leave this den of iniquity. Hop into my car and go into the city and see a show. There's a good musical at the Gaeity Theatre. It's up to you. What d'ya want to do...?"
Cindy pondered. Sitting her empty glass down on an end table, she sat on the edge of the bed. Reaching down she picked up her panties. Her mind raced and her heart pounded. Her glance settled on his arousal. He had such a nice, big cock. Even larger than Dave's. Her mouth watered at sight of it and her twat twitched. It would feel so good inside her.
As she slid the panties up over her legs, her thoughts raced faster. Right now, Dave would be on top of this man's wife, screwing the hell out of her. Why should he have all the pleasure? Cindy slipped the panties up a bit farther, almost covering the mound covered with golden blonde hair. She glanced at Alex. His eyes seemed riveted to the spot between her legs which was slowly being covered, cutting off his view. Her glance fell onto his erection.
It would be a shame to waste that! She slid her panties back down and noticed the action caused his cock to jump higher. She slid her panties up and down, teasing him and watching his cock jump up and down like a yo-yo. She enjoyed the game.
He seemed to be enjoying it too. He grinned at her.
"Make up your mind. Go see a show? Or have our own show?"
Feeling impish, Cindy slid the panties on. Then quickly slid her blouse and short skirt on. Fully dressed, she slipped into her arms, kissed him, and said, "Let's go to the show!"
"Oh...? " Disappointment etched his tone of voice. His grin faded. He sighed. "But I thought...?" His shoulders sagged, then he brightened. "I gave you a choice, didn't I?" He reached for his shorts.
Just before he got them up over his buttocks, Cindy reached over and took his cock into her hand. "We can't go out with this thing bulging out your pants, can we? People might stare." She dropped to her knees before him. "How can we get it to go down?" she queried, eyeing him in bug-eyed innocence.
Catching on to the game she was playing, Alex pretended to ponder. "The only time it goes down is after I screw some girl. Or...?" He eased it toward her mouth suggestively.
"What're you trying to do? Ooops...!" Cindy's question was cut off by the entrance of his cock into her mouth. She took the whole length expertly. She was an excellent cocksucker. She's learned the art years ago.
When she was twelve years old. Visiting a girl friend's house. The girl friend had gone into town with her mother on a shopping spree and her father, a guy named John, had invited Cindy in to wait for his daughter. While Cindy was in the living room waiting, John began acting odd. He had the evening paper on his lap, pretending to read it, but Cindy noticed he was paying more attention to staring at her.
Her girl friend's father had always been friendly to her. She'd liked him. When he motioned for her to come over and kneel beside his chair, she thought nothing of it and came over.
When he ran his fingers down her back and let his hand rest on her bare thighs under her short skirt, she felt a twinge of fear, but since it was her friend's father, she didn't scream, or move away. The feel of his fingers on her thighs thrilled her. He pretended to read the paper and make small talk with her while he kept his groping fingers busy on her body. The first thing Cindy knew, he had his fingers up under her panties and was ramming them in and out of her cunt.
By then she was scared, but too excited to run away. He slid her pants down her legs and played all around with her twat, her asscheeks and even her asshole. While playing with her with his one hand, he'd unzipped his pants and his dong seemed big as a tent pole when he let her look at it. Cindy had gasped at the sight. It had been the first time she'd ever seen a man's cock! To a twelve year old girl, it was an exciting sight.
John had eased her to her feet. He was sitting in a lounge chair. He pushed it back into the full reclined position and with some effort lifted her off her feet and eased her buttocks onto his face. He greedily licked her tiny cunt, slobbering and making sounds like a wild animal!
Cindy, scared but excited, didn't know what to do. She was petrified. Any minute now, her girl friend and the man's wife might show up. Every common sense nerve in her body told her to leave and to run away from the older man. But the way he was sucking her cunt felt so good she couldn't tear herself away. She could feel his tongue and fingers darting in and out of her twat.
In between slurps at her cunt, John managed to urge, "Suck me off, too, Cindy." He'd moved her head toward his surging cock.
Cindy, squirming around under John's tongue lashing, got the message. She watched his cock bouncing around in front of her face. Lust overcame her. Reaching out she placed her fingers on it and stroked it. She felt him shoving her head downward. She took the plunge. She placed her lips over the huge cock and began sucking it!
Awkward at first, she soon mastered the art. Her throat adjusted to the immenseness and she licked, sucked and pounded it with her fists. All the time John was giving her tiny cunt fits! She drew his cock completely into her mouth, hoping he'd come.
When he did, she was surprised at the amount of liquid. She'd gagged and spit it out. It was mortifying. Disgusting! With a wail of dismay, she'd hopped from his embrace, rushed out of the house and went home, spitting out his come as she ran.
To this day, six years later, Cindy couldn't be sure if she, herself, had an orgasm and had come in John's mouth. She sure as hell had made the old guy come in her mouth, though. The memory of that first suck job remained fresh in her mind. Every time her mouth reached for a cock, like now, the fleeting memory persisted.
With the passing of the years and the sucking of many more cocks, her technique had improved. Cindy could now be classified as an expert cocksucker. In high school, she'd pleasured many a boy who had a hard-on and a desire to screw her. She'd compromise by sucking the boy off instead. This way she satisfied the hot little beasts and saved wear and tear on her cunt. The system worked out real well, even when she went to college. Most of the boys were so well pleased with being with such a beautiful girl, they'd have settled for even a kiss, let alone a cocksucking.
Once in a while, she'd unbend and let a boy screw her, but not too often. She still had old fashioned concepts about it. A girl should save herself for her husband. It was a theory that Dave had knocked in the head by his insistence on these swap parties. What good had it done her to save herself for Dave, when he'd turned out to be a swapper and wanted her to shack up with other men.
From her vantage point, kneeling before her first swap partner and taking his cock into her mouth, Cindy peered up at him.
Alex was enjoying her work. His eyes were glazed. He stroked her hair as she stroked his cock with her lips, pulling gently against her ears to guide her in and out. As expert as she was at sucking men off, Alex was equally expert in handling the cocksucker.
"You suck nice, you little slut!" he observed, pushing deeply into her mouth. "You want me to shoot a load into your mouth, bitch?" He lunged his prick deeper into her throat.
She continued staring up at him, indicating by her eyes how much she enjoyed the feel of his immenseness in her mouth. She nodded and, backing away momentarily, said, "Squirt a load into my mouth, you horny bastard! A big load, and watch me gobble the gook...." She drew it back into her mouth again, shoved her arms around his bare buttocks and drew him to her. Her fingers played with his hairy balls and hairy asshole. She drove fingers into his anus and had the pleasure of hearing him moan with the pain from her sharp fingernails. A little pain with the pleasure made for more excitement.
His excitement mounted and his cock grew larger. Lunge. Thrust. He tried to hurt her with his lunges into her mouth. "I'll make you beg for mercy, you pretty cocksucker!" he screamed. "You filthy slut-bitch!"
Cindy accepted the beating with his prick. She'd met guys like him before. Men who tried to hurt her or degrade her just because she was sucking them off. She'd learned how to handle such lustful ones. She expertly avoided his mean lunges, containing his cock in her mouth and expertly working out on it. She knew a few tricks of her own. Before long he was a whimpering, slobbering fool, on the verge of shooting his gun.
Then he surprised her. Withdrawing his cock, he hoisted her to her feet, shoved her roughly onto her back on the bed and mounted her, uttering guttural animal sounds. He tore her panties off and kneeling between her legs thrust his well sucked-cock into her moist cunt! "Now, you filthy slut, we'll see if you're any good at this!"
While she considered herself an expert cock-sucker, Cindy prided herself even more on her fucking ability. Not once in the three years since she'd first opened wide her legs to accept a prick had she ever received a complaint. She'd been blessed with a small sized cunt that had the ability to expand or contract according to the size dong impaled in it at any given time.
She had the facial beauty and the type of shape that excited men by just looking at her. When the male was finally atop all the beauty, they usually reached new heights of passion. This was true with Alex. He had the biggest hard-on he'd had in months while he pounded eagerly in and out of Cindy's gorgeous little twat.
In. Out. Harder. Faster. Lunge. Thrust.
"Aaah ... Ooooh...." Cindy moaned happily while she thrashed around under him, driving her hips upward to meet his every thrust. "This is it!"
He stroked hard and fast and her orgasm was one of the best she'd known in a long time. They both had heated up fantastically with the games they'd played and the small talk. The rolling waves of pleasure kept rocking her deeply. Her pussy grabbed his cock tightly, stimulating him to a gigantic orgasm. Love liquid flowed hotly between them.
They lay in each others arms for a long time. The two people in the entire swap group who really hadn't wanted to come at all were now completely satisfied. Kissing each other tenderly on the lips, they felt a surge of love for each other sweep through their thoughts.
He stared at her, a wondering look in his eyes. "Hi!"
She stared at him, a wondering look in her eyes. "Hi!"
He asked, "Now what'll we do for an encore?"
Cindy crinkled her nose, then chuckled. "I know. Get dressed!"
Too bushed too argue, too sated to protest, Alex got dressed.
Cindy slid back into her panties, rearranged her make-up, brushed her hair, reapplied her lipstick, then took his arm. "Away we go!"
"Where to...?"
Leading him from the bedroom, out of the house, into the parking area and over to his car, she climbed in before answering. "To the Gaiety Theatre. I understand there's a good musical there...."
Alex grinned, shifted his hand from her knee to his gear stick and drove away from the Martin's mansion. "And after that, some dancing...?"
Cindy nodded and nestled against the man who had thrilled her so much. A thought raced through her mind. Maybe this swapping business wasn't too bad, after all...
III
Cindy was up bright and early the next morning, rustling around in their apartment, brewing coffee and cooking bacon and eggs when Dave finally put in an appearance. She didn't know what time he'd gotten in last night. She'd been sound asleep in her bed and he'd crawled into the guest room. "Well, good morning!" she said, looking at the clock. " 'Bout time you got up!"
Yawning, bleary-eyed and looking like something the cat had dragged in, Dave grunted. "Hi!" Flopping at the kitchen table, he poured himself a cup of coffee. "Where the hell did you go last night?" His voice was sharp.
Cindy bristled at the sound of his voice. "To that stupid swap party at the Martins with you."
"No, I mean after you went into the bedroom with Alex. After a while, we went in to see what you were doing.
The room was empty. You and him had gone off somewhere."
"So...? I notice you didn't seem to miss me. How'd you make out with Sara?"
Dave grunted. "Never mind me. You're the one let the guys down." He glared.
"I let who down? I picked Alex's name for my swap partner. Isn't that how the stupid game works?"
"Yeah, but he was supposed to get first crack at you. After that you were supposed to take on the other guys...."
"What? You expected me to take on six different guys last night?" Cindy was appalled. Dave hadn't told her that.
"Why not?" Dave stared moodily at his coffee. "We were there to have a good time. The guys flipped over you. They all wanted a crack at you. When you snuck away it made me look bad. The guys are pissed off about it."
"Well, are they now!" Cindy shoved her pert nose to within inches of her husband's face. "That's too goddamn bad! Far as I'm concerned, you and your kooky friends can go to hell! I don't like the games you play. So there!" Having delivered her discourse, Cindy rushed from the kitchen to her bedroom and flung herself on the bed, her body heaving as great sobs tore through her.
Dave followed her into the room, a look of concern on his face. He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Cool it, hon. I didn't mean to get you steamed up."
Cindy shook off his hand. "Well, you did!" Sitting up in the bed, she said, "What kind of a man are you, Dave?"
"What's that mean...?"
"I think you're some kind of a nut. Swapping me off like I'm some kind of an animal. Shoving me into the arms of other guys and telling 'em to screw me. It's ... it's crazy!
Dave smiled. "You still don't dig the swap business? It's a new way of life, hon. Modern. The old concept of one man, one girl till death do 'em part, is old hat. Hell, screwing's almost as informal as shaking hands, anymore."
The doubt crept into Cindy's thoughts. When Dave spoke like this, he managed to make it sound almost acceptable. "I still don't like the idea."
"Let me ask you something...?"
"Yes?"
"Did Alex screw you last night .,-.?"
Cindy flushed. The memory of the good time she'd had with Alex was fresh in her mind. After the screwing, the show, then the dancing, then the final screwing in the back seat of his car before he'd let her off at her apartment with a goodnight kiss. "What if he did?" she asked, defensively.
"You enjoyed it?"
She nodded.
"You didn't feel guilty when he shoved his cock into you: Cindy flushed. "Hell no! Because I knew you were doing the same thing to his wife, Sara!"
"There!" Dave smiled his triumph. "That's the answer! You enjoyed it and didn't feel guilt, because you knew I was doing the same thing. We both had a good time!" He waved a hand about him. "Now we're back home as though nothing's happened. We're still together. Nothing's changed." Dave rolled on top of her and kissed her on the lips. "Still love me?" He kissed her again and again.
"You're a bastard!" Cindy tried to maintain her anger. "A no good bastard," she added for good measure, wishing he would stop kissing her and feeling her breasts. She always found it difficult to stay mad at a boy, or a man, when they were feeling and fondling her. All her righteousness went zipping away in a flood of lustful passion, when finger's reached up and played with her tits, or slid beneath her thighs and tweaked at her cunt. She found it difficult to stay irked at the guy who was probing with his fingers. "I still don't like the idea."
"But you still love me, even though I'm a swapper?" Dave loosened the cord of her housecoat and flung the garment aside, revealing her naked body.
Cindy didn't answer. She tried to maintain her air of the offended wife. It was a difficult attitude to maintain when her husband had a big tit in his mouth and was sucking greedily at it. His other hand was playing with the other equally large sized melon and tweaking at the nipples. Acknowledging her defeat, Cindy broke down and a soft gleam came to her eyes. Reaching down, she stroked Dave's dark hair, bobbing up and down in unison with his sucking procedure. "It feels so good," she murmured.
"Did Alex do you this good?" Dave stopped long enough to look up.
Cindy flushed. Dave had the damndest way of downgrading her and making her part of the screwy game. He battered down her pride and brought her down to the low level of him and his friends. Yet, Cindy would be first to confess, she did enjoy her night with Alex. And she felt no sense of guilt about it, none whatsoever. Could Dave be right about this swap business? It made sex more appealing to both partners? Maybe even brought them closer together?
She thrilled all over and felt herself turning into a hot, creamy sex-pot as he lowered his lips to her stomach, then to her thighs, and in between. When his mouth settled over her cunt and his tongue darted in, she was ready to climb the walls!
Dave kissed her entire body. Nibbling and licking, his hands massaged her smooth, white flesh. He slapped gently at her buttocks. "Roll over!" He touched her on the hips.
Cindy rolled, presenting her pretty ass to him. The mounds were well rounded, firm and slightly out-thrust. The skin was smooth and teenage taut. Her ass was whiter than the balance of her body since she usually wore a bikini covering it when sunning herself.
Dave stroked her asscheeks lovingly, massaging them with a rolling motion. Then he bent low, pulled the asscheeks apart and stared impudently at the tiny asshole. The little brown spot with the small aperture was puckered as though for a kiss. Bending lower, he kissed the puckered hole and ran his tongue into it. He bit it with his teeth and nibbled at it. He chewed gently at it. He stuck one, then two, fingers into the tiny opening and reamed it, feeling the goo on his fingers.
Again he kissed it and ran his tongue in. He reamed it some more and the tiny opening expanded under his urgings.
Cindy squirmed under his administrations, moaning softly. "Ooooh ... Aaaah ... Do me there, Dave. Do me there. Please...?"
Dave slid his bathrobe from his body. He, too, was naked. And he was aroused. He knelt astride his wife's ass and poised his cock at the entrance of the tiny asshole. "What d'ya want me to do, hon?"
"Fuck me in the ass!"
"Did Alex fuck you there last night?" Cindy shook her head. "Stop talking 'bout him." Dave persisted. "If I fuck you there, will you let him do it there next time? " Cindy scrootched upward. "You want me to?" "Yes."
"Then I will. Now, give it to me, you bastard!"
Dave shoved it in. All the way. He'd done her this way a few times since their marriage, though it wasn't the way he preferred. Cindy seemed to get a big kick out of it this way. She wiggled her ass and thrashed around under him, finally getting to her knees, shoving her ass far back and giving him a wonderful target to shoot at. Dave jammed his cock far into her asshole, sinking it all the way to his balls. He pounded in, out, holding onto her hips for leverage and mouthing obscenities. "You filthy bitch! Slut! Cocksucker! Pig! Queer bitch ..."
Cindy peered around and smiled benignly at him, puckering her lips in an impish kiss motion. "You got the biggest cock, darling. I love it. Especially when you doggie me." She thrust her glorious ass back and forth, meeting his hard lunges and smiling contentedly.
Looking his wife directly in the eye while stabbing her asshole with his cock, Dave said, "I love you, bitch!"
Cindy crinkled her nose. "I love you too, you queer bastard!"
"And you're going to go all the way with me in this swap business in the future? No more arguments or flare-ups about it?" Dave shoved in harder.
Cindy frowned, then sighed. "All the way, master. Anything you say."
"With anyone I tell you to...?" Dave persisted.
Cindy nodded, amazed that he should continue this line of discussion while he should be concentrating on what he was doing. "Anyone. Now get with it...." She squirmed back and forth.
Dave increased the pace, a satisfied look on his face. Then he said, "You know something, hon...?"
"What?"
"I'm about ready to come." He slowed the tempo. "So come yet." Cindy braced herself for the deluge. "I just had a thought." "Oh...?"
"Open your mouth!" Dave ordered.
"But ... !" Before Cindy could complete her protest, Dave pulled his cock from her asshole, whirled her around and shoved the gooey thing into her open mouth. At that moment he came. A wild spasming orgasm. The gooey liquid spewed into her mouth!
Cindy gasped! Surprised, horrified and slightly breathless, she tried to break loose from the stinky mess he'd shoved into her mouth. Half-choking, slobbering and almost retching, she fought furiously to free herself.
Dave wrapped his hands around her head and held her pressed tightly against his surging, spewing prick. He rammed it harder and harder into her throat. "There, you filthy bitch! You got a shitty dick! Suck it! Kiss it! Swallow the gook!" His lust and passion reached new heights as he shoved deeper and deeper into her throat. Finally he ran out of steam ... and juice. The lust drained from his eyes. The hungry look was replaced by a tender one. He withdrew his limp cock from his wife's tortured throat. "Wow! That was really something, hon...."
Cindy, gurgling, still half choking and enraged, finally managed to swallow the gook. Wiping her lips with the back of her hand, she snapped, "You lousy bastard!" The rage was deep in her eyes. She struggled to get away from him.
Holding her tightly to him, Dave stroked her honey-blonde hair. "There. There," he soothed gently. "It was wonderful, hon. You're quite a girl..." He kissed her on the gooky lips, made a wry face, then kissed her again. "Anyone ever tell you, you had bad breath, boss...?" He grinned impishly.
"Oh you!" Cindy tried to maintain her severe look, but his impish grin had its effect. He'd done this to her once before. It had shook her up then, too. But now it was over and she had to confess that she liked it. But she'd never let him know that. He'd make a habit of it. Once in awhile. Yes. Often? No. "Why'd you do that?"
"To show you what might happen with some of these men you're gonna be swapping with. Like Alex, for instance."
She edged away from him, frowning. "You seem hung up on Alex. That's all you've been talking about this morning. Why?"
Getting up on an elbow and peering down at her, Dave said, "Alex is a rich young guy." He tweaked at her lips, brushing off the remnants of her messy ordeal. So... r "He invests quite a bit of money in stocks and bonds." "And...?"
"I'm an account executive for a stock broker." I see ...
"I'd like to have Alex's account to handle. It would mean plenty of commissions. He's quite a speculator in stocks. Right now he has his account with another outfit."
"And you want me to convince him he should switch his account to you?"
"Right!" Dave kissed her on the lips.
"Why should he?"
Dave shrugged. "No real reason. He's doing okay with the outfit he's with. But since he's speculating like he is, he could do the same with our outfit. And I'll be getting the big commissions on every trade he makes. We can handle his account as well as the other outfit. All we gotta do is convince him to switch over."
"And you want me to convince him he should?"
"Right, my beloved." Dave kissed her again. "He seemed quite impressed with you." "And you made a big impression on Sara, his wife?" Cindy made a wry face. "Like you just did with me?"
"Hell no. I didn't do that to her!"
Cindy flared. "Oh, it's all right to do that to your filthy wife, but you wouldn't do it to another girl?"
Dave grinned. "Right, my beautiful little slut! And I'm hoping Alex'll do it to you, when you get him to promise to switch his account to me ... Get the point?"
Cindy flushed. She got the point all right. The flush died away. Her memory went back to last night and her evening with Alex. She smiled to herself. "Okay, arrange for a swap party with them. We'll see what happens."
IV
At about the time Dave was shoving his big cock into Cindy's little ass, Alex was having an argument with his wife, Sara. His dark eyes were brooding and an expression of annoyance possessed his handsome face. "I wish you would stop harping on what happened last night." He poured himself another cup of coffee and stirred in some sugar and cream.
"Why shouldn't I harp about it?" Sara's voice was shrill. At age twenty-six, feeling subconsciously that her beauty was slipping, Sara had a tendency to push the panic button. Having been married and divorced once, she didn't want that to happen again.
Sara had talked Alex into becoming a swap club member shortly after their marriage a few years ago. Alex, at age twenty-four, was younger than her, very handsome and loved new girls. Sara's reasoning in becoming a swapper was that this way, Alex would get as many strange girls as he could handle ... but under her supervision! She'd be right there with him, letting him screw any girl he wanted, while she was taking on the men.
As long as he was at a party with her, he could screw whoever he wanted. That would be the end of the affair. They'd always leave the parties together and go home and act like nothing had happened. It worked out real well ... until the honey-blonde teenager, Cindy, entered the picture last night. This kid presented a real threat to her peace of mind. Cindy was, without a doubt, the prettiest girl Sara had ever seen.
Sara could sense a real rival in this new girl. Cindy and Alex had seemed to hit it off very well together. Sara had noticed their by-play before they adjourned to a bedroom. Once she'd seen them enter a bedroom, Sara had been relieved. Knowing her husband, she figured Alex would screw the hell out of the little doll and get his full of her. Then, having sampled her charms, he would lose interest in Cindy.
It hadn't worked out that way last night. The two of them had ducked away from the party for a night on the town, dining, dancing and seeing a show. Getting a chance to really know each other. In Sara's book, this spelled trouble. Her hold on Alex was tenuous at best. She didn't want to lose him, and all his money, to a snot-nosed brat like Cindy.
Alex stared morosely at her, sipping his coffee. "I don't know what you're mad about. You were with Cindy's husband, Dave. And before the night was over you probably fucked every other guy there."
"That has nothing to do with it!" The shrewish girl's voice was filled with bitterness. "You know the rules of the swap parties. You were supposed to get first crack at Cindy. Then after you finished with her, the other guys were supposed to get her. They were really mad when they found out you two had flown the coop." Her sloe eyes were filled with glints of anger. Her phony blonde hair bounced around in disarray.
Alex shrugged. "So let 'em be mad. Let 'em stay mad. Who cares?"
"I do! They're my friends. I had a hell of a time explaining to 'em after you left. I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't invite us to future parties."
Alex grimaced. "That'd suit me fine! Swap parties? Hah! Who needs 'em?"
Sara flushed. The argument wasn't going the way she'd planned. Alex was acting too damned independent. "We need 'em. It gives us both a chance to meet other people and let our hair down. We can make love with others under controlled supervision. This way we don't get emotionally involved ..." Sara delivered her standard discourse on the benefits of swapping with a great deal of sincerity. She actually believed in the swap concept. Alex had always been lukewarm about it, but went along with it at her urging.
"So who's getting emotionally involved? Cindy and I decided we'd like to go see the musical at the Gaeity and a bit of dancing. That's getting involved?" Alex tried to get an air of casualness in his explanation, but his heart began pounding. His memory recalled sharply the pleasure of Cindy's company the night before. It had been a wonderful evening, the most enjoyable night he'd had in years.
"But why, Alex...?" Sara frowned. "Why'd you find it necessary to leave the party? You could've seen the musical anytime. Last night you had the damn girl in bed with you. After you'd shared her with a few of the other men, you could've had her for the rest of the night. But no, you had to play hooky."
Alex threw his cup onto the saucer and shoved himself away from the kitchen table. "Okay, you've made your point. I don't want to hear any more about it! Next time you have a swap party arranged you go by yourself! Count me out. Damn if I'm coming home and listening to you yakking like this!" Stomping from the room, he went into the living room, picked up the morning paper and tried to read it.
Sara eyed the retreating figure of her husband in surprise. Normally, Alex was a meek, mild-mannered man. A man she could twist around her finger. Today, for some reason, he was acting like a bear. What had gotten into him? The answer came clear and loud to her troubled mind.
Cindy!
Sara frowned. It was worse than she thought. The honey-blonde teenager had really gotten to Alex.
Squaring her shoulders and forcing a gay smile to her thin face, Sara followed her husband into the other room. She slid her shortie housecoat aside, revealing that underneath she was nude. Sara's figure was somewhat angular on a five foot seven frame and a weight of one hundred and twenty eight pounds. Her outstanding features were her breasts, which measured in the neighborhood of thirty-eight inches. It had been a nice neighborhood several years ago when she'd been winning beauty contests.
Now, however, the neighborhood was getting somewhat run-down and flabby. Her breasts had lost some of their firmness and her skin had lost a good deal of the smooth tautness so adorable in younger girls. Age was beginning to show on Sara and this added to her feeling of insecurity.
Nude, she slid up under her paper, slipped onto his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. Kissing him on the lips, she murmured, "I'm sorry, dear." She wiggled her breasts against his bathrobe.
The frown receded and Alex smiled. A good-natured guy, he found it hard to remain mad at anyone, even his wife. "Well ... okay ..." He drew her to him and kissed her. "I guess maybe I did foul things up last night," he admitted. "Taking Cindy away. I can see why the guys got pissed off . . .," Sara puckered and brushed her lips against his. "Just so you don't do it again." Her voice was pleasant, but the implied threat was there. "If we go to another party and she's there, you can go to bed with her all night. But no more running off like last night?"
"I promise." The nearness of his wife's nudeness charged Alex up. He could feel his cock stiffening. Easing her around on his lap, he shoved off his bathrobe. His cock stood tall and majestic. "Now, see what you've done!" He eyed Sara with mock severity. "So early in the day yet." He glanced at the clock on the TV set. Not quite noon. They'd slept late.
Sliding from his lap, Sara knelt before him. Resting her arms on his outstretched things, she gathered his stiff prick in her hands and toyed with it. "My, it's a big one!"
Alex chuckled, and a stray thought ran through his mind. Cindy had said the same thing several times last night! Alex was surprised at how his thoughts kept returning to Cindy. He hadn't felt this way about a girl in years. Was he falling in love with her? He shrugged the idle thought aside. It would be a hell of a thing. Falling in love with a swapper. True, it had been her first affair. The fact that she'd even attended the party was an indication she gave assent. She hadn't fought him off. She hadn't been exactly a pushover, either. The troubled thoughts continued to plague him while he watched with detached interest as Sara took his massive prick into her mouth and began sucking it.
He propped his knees around her head and drew her closer, squeezing against her neck and shoving his cock deeper into his mouth. For some unknown reason, Alex always tried to hurt a girl who was sucking him off. He seemed to get a fiendish delight in doing things to them while they were sucking him. Even last night when the adorable Cindy had his prick in her mouth, he'd tried to hurt her.
He squeezed Sara's neck and pressed her harder to his cock. He was hurting her and he knew it. Her face was flushed, but she continued to suck. Her tongue lapped his cock and his balls. She squealed with pain when he cruelly squeezed her head, but she continued giving him pleasure.
Pushing Sara's face away from his throbbing cock for a moment, he slapped her on the cheek. "You're a filthy slut!" He glared at her.
Sara smiled. "Yes, dear. I'm a filthy slut!" She edged forward, trying to get to his cock.
He kept the pressure on her head, keeping her from attaining her goal. He slapped her on the other cheek. "You're a cocksucking whore!"
"Yes dear, I'm a cocksucking whore." Sara smiled agreement. She crinkled her nose at him, stuck her tongue out and licked the head of his cock.
"You'd fuck anyone, suck anyone and take it up the ass from anyone!"
Sara nodded eagerly. "Yes dear. How d'ya want me?"
Alex pointed. "Get over there and crawl toward me while I decide."
Sara obeyed instantly. Getting down on her hands and knees, she crawled toward the couch where he was sitting. Her mouth was agape, her titties swinging like bells and her ass swaying.
Hopping to his feet, Alex mounted her as though she were a horse. Slapping her on the ass, he said, "Giddap, horsy." He was careful not to put too much weight on her back.
Giggling, Sara galloped around the room, trying to bounce him off. She enjoyed these wild sessions with him. By giving in to his kooky whims, she felt it assured her hold on him.
Rocking around the room, they managed to make the far turn, then in banking sharply to avoid an end table, they came a cropper. The horse collapsed under weight of her rider and landed on the floor, spread-eagled, rider on top. They were both laughing and giggling. "You're a lot of fun!" Alex gasped, rolling his mount to her back.
Sara sighed contentedly. She was sorry now she'd given the guy a hard time about Cindy. She'd let her jealousy overcome her common sense. His night with Cindy had probably been entirely innocent, a sudden impulse on his part to take a girl on the town for a night. He couldn't be in love with the snot-nosed kid. He was six years older than Cindy. It had been a mild infatuation. She grabbed Alex's cock and eased it into her quim. "Fuck me, dear!"
Alex, the hen-pecked husband, obliged. He slid his dong between his wife's outstretched legs. It slid in easily, no effort, no side effects. No sense of tightness. It was like shoving it into an endless, deep cavern.
The same feeling of futility that had been with him for several months now came to the fore. Alex had been aware that for sometime now, he was unable to satisfy his wife. This was due, no doubt, to the many cocks she'd had shoved into her since they'd joined the swap game. Alex was an average sized male, but he knew there were members of the swap parties who exceeded him in the cock area. Sara had come in contact with too many of these types.
While he labored and sweated, pounding into Sara in an effort to reach a climax, a thought crossed his mind. How nice it would be if this naked girl under me were Cindy. He'd had no trouble reaching a climax with Cindy. Her tiny twat was the tightest he'd ever felt.
Thinking of Cindy stiffened his cock and he managed to climax with Sara, but his thoughts were far away. They were on a honey-haired blonde with hazel eyes. A teenage beauty named Cindy!
"I love you, dear!" he whispered in Sara's ear as he came in a spasming orgasm. But he wondered. Did he really mean he loved Sara? Or were his words meant for someone else? A girl named Cindy?
V
For the umpteenth time, Cindy nodded her head, as Dave, for the umpteenth time, explained that her target for the night was to be Alex. It was two weeks after the last session at the Martins place. Tonight's affair was to be a sort of a private party. Just Dave and Cindy, Alex and Sara and of course the hosts, Harry and Rubi Martin.
Driving into the parking area in front of the mansion, Dave elaborated, "I don't care what you do with Alex, or where you go with him. Main thing is to get him to promise to switch his account to our firm."
"Yes, dear, I understand." Cindy wasn't displeased with her assignment. She'd been looking forward to seeing Alex again. The memory of their night out was still fresh in her mind. In the past couple of weeks she'd often found her thoughts straying to the dark-haired, handsome young millionaire. Alex had a nice smile, a groovy sense of humor, and the way he looked into her eyes excited her tremendously.
Cindy was madly in love with her husband, despite his kooky obsession with swapping. Several times during the past couple of weeks, however, she'd found herself thinking of Alex in ways that a happy married wife shouldn't be thinking. Could it be she was falling for the guy?
She looked forward to the session tonight. Dave had given her the green light to concentrate only on Alex. In the meantime, Dave planned on cornering Rubi, leaving Sara to Harry. That was the line-up. Dave warned her to play it strictly according to his script.
Cindy wouldn't want it any other way. Her and Alex. What more could a girl want? A couple of times during the past weeks, when Dave had his cock shoved deeply into her, Cindy had felt herself thinking she'd wished it had been Alex doing the shoving!
The party started off casually as usual. Small talk. Bending of the elbows. Discussing ball scores. Shopping. New styles. Solving the troubled world events with a few bright remarks and observations.
A few dances. Soft music. Men dancing with their own wives! Then more drinking. The beginning of the excitement. Harry Martin was the perfect host. He was thirty and had brown hair and brown eyes. He carried two hundred and ten pounds on a six foot frame. A rich playboy type who loved girls of all sorts, sizes and shapes.
Rubi, his wife, was a perfect match for him. She was twenty-eight with reddish hair and blue eyes. She weighed about 130 on a five-foot-eight inch shape. She was statuesque, with big tits and a loud mouth. At one time Rubi had appeared on stage as a stripper and on other occasions as a topless waitress. She had latched onto Harry and had eagerly gone along with his swap theories. As a result they got along fine as man and wife. They seldom slept together, or played any sex games with each other.
Harry cozied up to Cindy. "Sure glad you came tonight, doll. I didn't get much chance to know you last time you were here. Alex kinda spirited you away." His eyes roved over Cindy. She was dressed in a full length gown that form fitted her tits and accentuated her every curve. His eyes lit up in approval. "We're not gonna let that happen tonight, are we: Cindy, whose glance was locked with Alex's came back to the present. "Er ... no. Of course we're not." She allowed herself to be drawn into Harry's bear hug and waltzed around the floor with him. She crinkled her nose. Someone should tell this man about mouth-washes.
Harry danced her around the floor a few times, getting in a few feels on her asscheeks and rubbing against her titties. Cindy could tell the older man was getting aroused by the bulge in the front of his slacks. He pushed her asscheeks hard so she'd be forced against him. "I was sure looking forward to making love to you a couple weeks ago." Harry had a one track mind. Right now it was on the lovely blonde in his arms.
Cindy forced a smile. "Maybe some other time?" She tried to sound enthused, but her heart wasn't in it. She was looking at Alex, who was being taken over by Rubi. She was nestled deep in Alex's embrace on the couch and had his pants zipper open and was playing with his cock, unconcerned whether any one was watching.
Alex's eyes met Cindy's glance. A look of understanding passed between them. A look that implied Alex wished it was Cindy playing with his prick instead of this older girl. Cindy nodded, pursed her lips and tossed him a kiss filled with promise, Implying that as soon as she could get rid of this guy who was pawing her, she'd let Alex take over.
Harry refilled the glasses, then, standing in the middle of the room, said, "How 'bout if we all go out and take a dip in the pool? It's a warm night...?"
"Good thinking!" Rubi, dropped Alex's prick and hopped to her feet. "Come'n gang. Let's go." Shedding her clothes en-route, she headed toward the closed in patio area that contained their year-round pool.
Cindy frowned. The idea of swimming appealed to her. She was an expert in the water. Maybe this would give her a chance to shake Harry, who seemed anxious to attach himself to her. "But I don't have a swim suit..."
Harry chuckled while divesting himself of his clothes.
"We swim in the nude around here, doll!" He whacked her on the fanny. "Come'n, hurry up and strip. You can hang your clothes in that closet." Dragging his clothes with him, he rushed from the room, heading for the pool area.
Cindy was left alone in the room with Sara. The older girl, a frown on her face, was slowly undressing. Cindy detected an air of hostility emanating from the older girl. She slowly began undressing, aware of Sara's hostile glance.
"You seem to be making quite a hit with horse-cock Harry!" Sara's tone had a bite to it.
"Horse-cock Harry?"
"Our host." Sara glanced at her sharply, then laughed humorously. "That's right, you wouldn't know about him. Last time you were here you shoved off with my Alex, before you had a chance to get acquainted with the other guys." Her voice was hostile.
Cindy forced a weak grin. She must've committed an unpardonable sin, ducking off with Alex. "What's with this horse-cock thing?"
Sara shrugged. "Our host has the biggest cock around so we nicknamed him horse-cock Harry."
"H'mm. Very interesting." Cindy stepped from her panties. She was now completely nude. She hung her clothes neatly in the hall closet.
Sara, at her side, hanging up her clothes, said, "You're new to this swap game, Cindy. We observe certain things. One thing we don't like is having girls leaving the party with other husbands. We all come together and we all go home together. That way, husbands and wives can keep tab on each other."
"I understand." Cindy headed for the pool. She didn't like this fake blonde who had a tendency to look down her nose at her and treat her like she was some kind of a kid.
Sara took Cindy by the arm and slowed her progress. "One other thing, Miss Snooty."
Cindy glared at her. "Yes?"
"Stay away from Harry. I want him tonight. Already you and him are getting too chummy. The swap for tonight as I see it is me and Harry. You and Alex. Dave and Rubi. Got that straight?"
Cindy nodded. Sara's line-up corresponded with Dave's. She glared at Sara, and said, sweetly, "Don't worry, Sara, I'll give your husband a fucking good time!" She smiled. "Something you probably can't give him anymore!" She pulled her arm free of Sara's grasp, and went into the patio.
Harry, Alex, Dave and Rubi were already splashing around in the water.
Upon seeing the luscious teenage doll standing at the edge of the pool, Harry cut loose with a wolfish whistle, grabbed Cindy by the legs and pulled her into the water.
Cindy, surprised at the quickness of his move, went under and held her breath. Then she came up and began swimming around, enjoying herself. With swift strokes she swam the length of the pool, zipped under the water, came up blowing water and swam some more. Harry and Alex gave chase. Soon the three of them were splashing madly around in the water, playing grab-ass with each other, dunking each other, pulling each other under, racing and just having a ball.
"How about diving?" Harry suggested.
"Sure." Cindy clambered from the pool and headed for the board. Along with being an expert swimmer, she was a better than average diver. She cut the water in a perfect swan dive, then turned to watch Harry.
She gasped. It was the first time she'd seen the older man in the raw. Sara's words flashed to her mind. Horse-cock Harry! No wonder they called him that. Even now, with his prick limp from the cool water, it hung to a majestic length. When aroused it would be a whopper. Harry was a large man and had a cock to match.
Cindy continued staring at his hanging dong, the mass of brown hair and the large balls that surrounded it. Harry was really hung.
She watched his prick waving in the breeze as he dove from the board. It was a sight to behold. Cindy's eyes were very thoughtful when Harry came up alongside her, wrapped his huge arms around her and nestled close. She could feel the length of his dong rubbing against her leg and the action was causing it to harden.
Harry turned to face her, reached down and eased his stiffening cock between her legs. He kissed her and rubbed his chest against her large, voluptuous boobs. "I'm sure anxious to see if I can get my big prick into your little cunt, doll?"
Cindy flushed. She wasn't quite used to such frank talk. "It does seem kinda big." She backed away, swam to the edge of the pool, climbed out and headed for the diving board.
Alex was perched on the board, preparing to give his diving exhibition. Cindy glanced at his hanging dong. While large, it hardly compared with Harry's. Of the three men present, Cindy catalogued their pricks. Dave ... small. Alex ... medium. Harry ... large. Cindy sighed. Tonight she'd have to settle for the medium one.
The sigh gave way to a smile. Size wasn't always the most important thing. Alex, in addition to having a nice sized cock, was Alex, the guy who seemed to love her. If the night out they'd had together had been any indication of his true feelings, that is, she thought to herself.
After about fifteen more minutes of playing in the pool, Harry the take charge guy said, "Okay, let's go back to the living room, after we dry off. Well have a few more drinks, then pair off for the night." Grabbing a towel, he dried himself and lumbered back to the living room area followed by his troops, all drying themselves.
Harry poured a round of drinks, and since the hi-fi was still giving out with soft music, gathered Cindy into his arms and danced around the floor with her. "I've got my partner for the night, gang!" he called out, heading toward the steps leading up to the next floor, the bedroom area. "See you in the morning ... maybe ..." Chuckling, he patted Cindy's bare behind as he eased her up the stairway.
Rubi, who'd latched onto Alex and had him by the stiffening prick, followed her husband up the stairs. "I got hold of a live one, Harry!" she called out. "This oughta keep me busy all night."
Cindy hesitated and tried to hold back. She glanced at her husband. Dave had an anguished look on his face. He shook his head at her, mouthing the words, "No! No!"
Standing at his side, Sara glared at Cindy.
Cindy's glance swept to Alex. He looked at her beseechingly. She shrugged helplessly.
Harry, completely unaware of the havoc he'd wrought, giggled and sang happily as he led his captive girl up the steps. "A pretty girl..." He tried to keep up with the tune being played on the hi-fi set.
Cindy's reluctance was no match for Harry's insistence. He swept her 115 pound shape into his arms as though he were handling feathers. He carried her up the steps, laughing and singing at the top of his voice.
Cindy cast a last longing look at Alex.
Alex cast a last longing look at Cindy."
Sara glared at Cindy.
Dave glared at Cindy.
Harry, unaware of the looks being cast around, shoved open his bedroom door, stepped in with his prize, kicked the door shut behind him and gently but unceremoniously tossed Cindy onto the king-sized bed.
Cindy landed on her back, legs spread wide and bounced up and down like a yo-yo, while Harry stood beside the bed, laughing uproariously. She glared at the uncouth man. "That's no way to treat a lady!"
"A lady! Hah! Look who's calling herself a lady!" Bending over, Harry patted her on the cunt. "Shucks, doll, you're not a lady. You're just a little girl!" Impulsively he bent over and kissed her on the tiny cunt. "But before the night's over, I hope to make a lady out of you ... with this!" He held his stiffening prick in his hands and pointed it at her.
Cindy eyed his weapon with interest. Then she shuddered. It was getting larger and larger....
VI
Cindy continued to lay on her back, her legs spread wide, exposing her cunt to the interested glance of the man with the huge cock. Her shudders gave way to expectations. Could she take this enormous thing? She understood now why Harry was nicknamed horse-cock. While not an expert on horse's cocks, she was aware that horses had big ones. Harry's must compare in size with them.
She also understood why Sara was so intent on laying up with Harry tonight. This guy was out of this world. She'd never seen such a big prick. The more she stared at it, and the more he stared at her cunt, the larger it became!
Bracing herself for the onslaught, Cindy smiled bravely, held out her hands and said, "Okay, Harry. Start making a lady out of me." She puckered her lips for a kiss.
Harry took her hands, then pulled her to her feet! He crushed her to him, slobbering his thick lips over hers and letting his tongue run in and out, dueling with hers.
Cindy winced, then figuring what the hell, he has bad breath, so what, she reached down and grabbed his prick with her hand. "Wow! Horse-cock Harry?" she exclaimed.
He stepped back, a pleased look on his fat face. "You like it? " He watched in approval as she toyed with it.
"Like wow!"
"Think you can handle it? " Cindy nodded eagerly. "I'll try." She eased him toward the bed.
"Not so fast, little doll!" Harry wrapped his arms around her in a bear hug. "I don't like to be rushed. Let me set the pace," he chided. "I'm not as young as I used to be. I like to take it nice and easy. Make it last. Enjoy it. Besides, we got all night..."
Cindy relaxed. She nodded. "Anything you say, horse-cock!"
Harry pushed her onto the bed in a sitting position. "Open your mouth, doll!" he ordered. Cindy opened her mouth. Harry shoved his cock in it.
Cindy gulped. Then, taking a deep breath, she began sucking the enormous prick. Passion engulfed her like a tidal wave as she drew the immense thing in and out. The huge cock filled her entire mouth and slid far down her throat, gagging her until she managed to adjust to the wondrous size. Her eyes glazed and lust coursed through her. She grabbed his fat buttocks and drew him closer to her face. Sucking. Licking. Jerking at the monster. Her passion reached new heights. She slobbered like an animal.
Harry pushed his prick in and out of the kissable lips. He pulled Cindy's head down and pulled at her ears as he thrust in deeper and deeper. "Now, you're getting it, you pretty little slut! You filthy bitch. You cocksucker! You're getting a man-sized prick in your mouth for the first time. Suck it, you filthy bitch! Suck it!" he screamed.
Cindy glanced into his lustful eyes as she sucked him off. Her eyes pleaded for him to shoot a load into her mouth. She begged, when he pulled it out, "Please come in my mouth, you horse-cock! Shoot it into my mouth. Let me gobble your gook .. . please ... come.... She drew the immenseness back between her lips, shutting off her plea.
Harry tried to withdraw from her mouth. He screamed, "Let go of my cock, you slut! I don't want to come this way! I wanna fuck you. Fuck you! Let go of my prick.... He pulled away.
Cindy, with a firm grip around his ass, wasn't about to be denied. The more he struggled to remove his prick from her mouth, the faster and harder she sucked. It was a losing battle ... for Harry. Still screaming and mouthing obscenities, he spasmed. A gigantic orgasm. Liquid spewed from the immense hose. The throbbing prick spit again and again into the cavity of Cindy's throat, filling it to capacity and gagging her.
Cindy, expecting a deluge, was unprepared for what happened. The solid cock went all the way down her throat and the liquid filled her mouth and throat. She gagged and lost her breath. She gagged again, but bravely accepted the ordeal. At last she adjusted to the enormity of the situation. She swallowed enormous amounts of hot, sticky come.
Finally the deluge came to an end. Cindy kept her mouth wrapped around the softening monster. She licked every drop from the shaft. She kissed the head of the pecker and finally released it, letting it slide back to it's owner. It was an irate, red-faced fat man who slapped her on the cheek.
"You little bitch!" He slapped her on the other cheek. "I should beat the hell out of you! Making me come like this! I wanted to fuck you, you slut!"
Cindy, unmindful of the slaps, lay back on the bed, spread her legs wide, shoving her cunt up invitingly. "So come on, fuck me," she invited, a gleam in her eyes. She was still in heat and ready.
The anger drained from Harry. He flopped on the bed beside her and pointed. "The big bastard's too soft. That's why I wanted to shove it into your cunt before. While it was still hard." He nuzzled against her.
"Let's get him up again?" Cindy placed her fingers around the limp prick and played with it. It didn't harden.
"Hah, it's easy to say, but hard to do." Propping himself up on an elbow, Harry gazed down at her. He ran his fingers across her lips and her eyebrows. He toyed with her hair. "Like I said before, I'm not as young as I used to be. When the old prick goes down, it stays down. Takes quite a bit of doing to get it back up again."
Cindy continued playing with it and jerking it. "Let's see what we can do about it?" She felt it beginning to harden slightly. She grinned. "There, it's beginning to get hard already."
Harry rolled off the bed and went over to a table and poured a round of drinks. "No rush, doll. Let's relax a bit. We got all night. Next time, I'll ram it up that pretty cunt!" He placed his fingers on her twitching twat.
"Promise?"
"Yep." He eased her from the bed and placed her with her back to one of the bedroom walls. Standing before her, he stared, drooling at the sight of her loveliness. "Raise your hands above your head."
Cindy complied. The wall felt cool against her back. She spread her legs slightly. She liked the way he looked at her as though she were something special. Her glance swept to his half-limp cock. The cocksucking session had heated her up and she wanted to feel this horse-cock inside her. But she'd let him set the pace.
Reaching over, Harry massaged her large, solid titties. He tweaked the nipples and felt them tauten. Bending lower, he drew first one breast into his mouth, then the other. He sucked them noisily. His big, hairy hands moved downward to her flat stomach. He ran his fingers up and down her thighs when he squatted before her. Spreading her legs wider, he dipped in between her thighs with his mouth and tongue.
Glancing down, Cindy could see his tongue-lashing of her cunt was having the desired effect. His slumbering giant of a cock was beginning to awaken. It perked up more and more. She felt a wild exhilaration sweeping through her as he sucked at her, and his cock responded. Her mouth watered. She licked her lips and wild thoughts flooded her mind, To feel that big thing in her mouth, her cunt, her ass .. . She wanted it every which way. Tonight, she'd really love!
Harry kissed downward on her thighs, nibbling and licking. He licked her thighs, then groveled at her feet and licked her ankles. Then, easing her around until she was facing the wall, he worked out on her back. He ran his tongue up the back of her thighs. He ran his fingers around on her asscheeks, spreading the lovely mounds apart. He stared for a long moment at the puckered little asshole. Then he ran a finger into the small opening.
Cindy squealed at the slight pain. His finger was so large. "That hurts!"
"You think that hurts, doll, wait I'll shove this big ole cock in there. You'll really hurt!" He chuckled and rammed another finger up her asshole and massaged the area, reaming it lustily.
"Now?" Cindy leaned her ass back hopefully, offering him a glorious target to aim at. Out-thrust buttocks with a gorgeous tiny hole between, a sight that would cause most men to climb the walls.
Getting to his feet, Harry aimed his immense cock at the opening. He wet the area, then stuck his tongue in and out of the tiny opening. This had the desired effect. The tiny hole began to widen. He shoved his cock at the opening.
Cindy bent over and touched her toes to give him a perfect target. She rested her head against the wall, prepared for the lunge.
Ready, doll?" Harry eased the head of his immense cock into the tiny aperture.
"Take it easy, please?" Cindy gritted her teeth bravely.
Ever so gently, Harry eased the head of his cock in. He watched, fascinated as his large cock shoved into the tiny, puckered brownish hole, covered with a thin layer of golden brown hair. His prick stiffened at the sight. It throbbed and pulsated. He held Cindy tightly by the hips. He could feel her squirming and scrootching away as the immenseness found it's mark.
Cindy winced in pain. She bit her lip. She beat back a cry of pain. Damn if she'd flinch, or cry out, no matter what. She wanted this big horse-cock every possible way. She moaned and thrashed around as she felt the head of it enter her asshole. The pain was almost unbearable.
She'd been fucked in the ass many times before, but never with a cock like this!
She moved back slowly. Forward. Backward. She could feel more and more of it entering her hole. She felt like she had to go to the bathroom, but didn't want to stop. "Ooooooh .. . Aaaaa ... aaah ... It's beginning to feel so good!" He had it almost all the way in.
Harry stared in awe at his cock disappearing into the lovely asshole. It felt gooey and sticky, and had a brownish stain on it as he eased it in and out. The sight inspired him.
He suddenly rammed it all the way in. "There, you filthy slut! You got it..." He pounded furiously.
"Owwww.....!" The wail of pain shattered the silence of the room. Trying to break loose from his hands on her hips and his cock in her asshole, Cindy wailed, "Take it out, you big horse-cock bastard! Take it out. It's killing me!" She thrashed around trying to dislodge him.
This inspired Harry to pump harder. "Shut up you cock-sucking bitch! You beautiful, filthy whore! You pig! Keep your mouth shut, or I'll pull it out and ram it into your mouth....
Cindy deliberated this threat. Now that he'd completely entered her, the pain was gone and the pleasure had begun. She'd adjusted to the immenseness. The big horse-cock felt good pounding in and out of her tiny asshole. She knew it was covered with shit by now. Remembering what Dave had done to her a couple times before, she stared around at Harry. "Don't you dare take that out of there and put it into my mouth!" She puckered her lips.
Her warning had the desired effect. Reverse psychology. Tell a guy not to do something, and he'd bound and determined to do it.
"Oh yeah!" Harry uncoupled from her gooky ass, grabbed her by the hair and shoved his wet, gooey horse-cock into her mouth!
Cindy sucked the stinky, sticky cock eagerly. She crinkled her nose at the smell and gagged a bit at the taste, then bent to her task with pleasure. She licked and sucked. She drew the entire length of it into her mouth. Then she let it out and licked the sides of it and kissed the head of it. Her mouth felt foul and gooky, but she didn't mind. Raising her head for a moment, she said, "Kiss me, you bastard!"
"Me kiss you? After you sucking that shitty thing?" Harry rebelled at her request.
"No kissee. No suckie." Cindy pouted.
"Well, alright." Bending over, Harry kissed her on the lips. Then a wild lust seized him. Lifting her to her feet, he shoved her onto her back on the bed, spread her legs wide, knelt between them and rammed his huge cock into her tiny cunt! "There, you bitch!" he screamed, pounding in and out.
Cindy, unprepared for the assault, screamed in pain when his cock ravished her. She was unprepared for such a raping. She'd figured she'd lead up to taking his big cock into her cunt gradually. Letting him suck her off. Ream it out with his tongue. Preparing it for the huge thing. This sudden assault confused her. What's more it terrified and hurt her. "Stop it you bastard! Get off me. It hurts!" She moaned and screamed, thrashing around under his weight.
Harry slapped her on the cheeks. "Shut up you little whore. Stop acting like a virgin, you filthy slut. Relax and fuck like a lady. You wanted me to make a lady of you. Now I have. So start fucking like one. You've graduated into the big time. Big cocks.... He shoved hard in and out.
Cindy relaxed. Can't beat 'em, join 'em, she thought. The big cock began to feel good as she adjusted to it. She stopped struggling and began humping. "Aaaaa ... Oooooo. It feels good ... Horse-cock.... She wrapped her arms around his neck, drew him down for a big kiss. "You have the biggest prick.... She squirmed and squealed in delight as he lashed into her. Her eyes were filled with lust. "Sock it to me, big boy. Sock it to me....
Harry kissed her tenderly. "You're not really a slut, doll. You're beautiful. You got me so hot, I want to pound it to you so fast, but I want to make it last.... He slowed the pace.
Cindy tried speeding up. "Don't stop, Harry. Please. Sock it to me good. Next time, well slow down. Give me a good, hard fucking now ... Oooooh ... Aaaaaaah ... . " While thrashing up and down excitedly under Harry, her glance swept to the side of the bed. Cindy frowned. A pair of men's legs. She recognized then. Her glance swept upward.
Dave!
He was staring down at her, a look of concern on his face!
VII
Cindy was so surprised at seeing her husband standing beside the bed that she stopped moving. Since Harry had already slowed down the pace, the fucking action came to a halt. She frowned. "Dave! What're you doing here?"
Harry added a frown. He hated to be interrupted in the middle of a fuck. Especially when he was screwing such a delectable morsel as this teenage doll. "Yeah, what're you doing here?"
Dave shifted uncomfortably. He was still naked and unaroused. If he'd had a session with Sara, it didn't show in his attitude. He looked grumpy. Not at all like a man who'd been well sated by a lovely girl. And Sara was a lovely girl.
He stared with marked disapproval at Harry's huge cock, which was half in, half-out of his wife's cunt. Not ordinarily a jealous man, Dave inwardly resented the fact that his friend was so well hung. He wished he had one as big. It had been his intention to keep Cindy away from horse-cock Harry in the swap deals.
Now to find Harry deeply immersed in Cindy's tiny cunt made him somewhat jealous. Things hadn't turned out at all well for him tonight. Cindy had disobeyed him instead of bedding up with Alex, had willingly gone along with Harry. Alex, not knowing that he'd been targeted for Cindy, had wound up with Rubi. The situation pleased him because Rubi, despite her age, was still a wonderful fucker.
Dave tried to accept the inevitable and find joy with Sara. It hadn't worked out. Sara, enraged at seeing her target for the night walking away with the teenage doll, had been in no mood for Dave. She flatly refused to make the scene with him and had bluntly but politely told him to get lost when he made a half-hearted attempt to cozy up to her.
Now, after soaking up a considerable number of drinks and wandering around the downstairs, watching TV and eating a snack, he decided it was time for action. He knew it was against the unwritten rules of wife-swapping to do such a thing, but he was desperate. He had to get Cindy and Alex together.
Forcing a smile, he said, "I was thinking maybe it's time to swap again. Like maybe Cindy and Alex ... Me and Rubi... You and Sara.... Dave outlined the original line-up he'd hoped would emerge.
Harry frowned and shook his head. "Hell no. I want this doll for the rest of the night!" He shoved his dick deeply into the doll.
Dave looked at Cindy and she stared back at him. She sensed what was troubling him. As she wiggled her ass under Harry's cock, she felt a pang of regret. She would've liked to have latched onto Alex from the start. Now, however, she was inclined to stay with Harry. He wanted her for the rest of the night. Feeling the size of his big prick deep inside her, Cindy knew that she, too, wanted this horse-cock for the balance of the night.
A defensive thought sprung to her mind. This entire swapping idea had been Dave's brainstorm. He'd encouraged it. He had warned her to go along with it, or else. It wasn't her fault things hadn't worked out right tonight. That was part of the game. She shook her head. "Sorry, Dave."
"But I insist.... Dave's eyes clouded. He glared at Cindy and indicated by his look that she'd better do as he said, or else.
Harry sighed. Seeing that Dave wasn't about to leave, he withdrew his immense cock from Cindy's cunt and sat on the edge of the bed. Harry was an old hand at pacing himself. By not reaching a climax now, he'd enjoy it all the more later.
Cindy, sensing a chance to get even with her husband for having introduced her to the swap game against her wishes, scrootched over to her bed partner. "Surely you wouldn't expect me to give this up?" She placed her hands on Harry's prick and waved it in the breeze. "It's so big, darling. Much bigger'n yours.... She teased, stroking it.
Dave flushed. He hated to be reminded he wasn't really hung. "That's beside the point. I think it's fair we change around," he insisted.
Cindy prattled on. "When I first saw this big thing, I thought I'd faint. And when Harry shoved it into my mouth like this.... Cindy bent down and drew Harry's cock in and out of her mouth several times, then released it. "I thought I'd choke to death. But I loved every inch of it."
"But... but..." Dave winced as he watched his wife sucking Harry's cock.
Cindy hopped to her feet, bent over and touched her toes. "And when he stuck that monster in my little asshole, I thought I'd die! Show him how you did it, Harry," she ordered.
Harry hopped to his feet, grabbed her by the hips and jammed his cock into her still gooky, reamed-out asshole. It slid in easily this time. "Like that, doll!" Harry rammed it all the way in and pumped vigorously.
Cindy squealed in delight. Glancing archly at her husband, she said, "Imagine little ole me taking a big cock like that in my tiny asshole!" She moved forward and backward in rhythm with Harry's pounding. "But it feels so good! I'm sure glad you talked me into this wife-swapping business, darling," she added mischievously, crinkling her nose at Dave. "If you hadn't I would never have known what it was like to get fucked by a real man!"
Dave clenched his fists. He forced a weak smile. "Yeah," he admitted. "Swapping has some advantages. Like maybe you and Alex...?"
Cindy uncoupled from big dick, lay back on the bed, spread her legs wide again and held out her hands for Harry. "Some other time, maybe. Tonight I belong to horse-cock Harry. Unless.... Cindy's eyes glowed with an impish gleam.
"What...?" Dave's eyes lit up hopefully. "You want to stay here and suck Harry off? If you do, I'll go look up Alex...?"
VIII
That did it! Gurgling like a wounded buffalo at a shoot out, Dave tottered from the room, slamming the door behind.
Cindy glanced at Harry. "Let's see, where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?
Harry knelt between her legs. In the exchange of greetings with Dave, his cock had softened. "I was fucking you, doll!" He glanced sadly at his limber dick. "But with all the interruptions, its gone down!"
"Maybe we can get it up again?" Cindy eased down in the bed, letting her body slide down between his legs, until his cock was poised at her face, in fucking position. "Fuck my face!"
Harry obeyed. He let his prick slap down against her cheeks. He held it and whipped her on the nose with it. He eased it across her mouth while she snapped at it like a fish reaching for bait. He beat her gently with his limber cock and was rewarded by seeing it stiffen. The next time he slapped it across her lips, Cindy snapped at it and managed to draw it into her mouth. Harry lay atop her, fucking her in the mouth.
Within seconds, the horse-cock assumed normal size. Harry continued shoving it into her mouth from this position. "This is fun!" he chortled.
Cindy, her mouth acting like a cunt, nodded. Her eyes pleaded with him to leave it in there and come in her mouth. Her lips tightened around the large prick and she drew hungrily at it. "Come in my mouth!" she begged between sucks.
"Hell no!" Harry withdrew his big prick. Sliding down on her, he spread her legs apart and rammed it deeply into her cunt. "I've been waiting all night to screw this thing. Nothing's gonna stop me this time!" He plunged in, riding high on Cindy's stomach and playing with her titties. Tweaking the nipples. Caressing her. Kissing her on the lips. "You lovely little doll," he whispered.
"Not a filthy slut? A bitch? Like before?"
"Not this time. Now, you're a lovely little girl. A kid. I'm raping you. This is your first fuck. You're adorable. I love you." He kissed her tenderly. "Darling little girl. So young. So beautiful. Such a tiny cunt. So unused. So tight..."
Waves of passion engulfed Cindy. Lustful thoughts swept through her mind as his cock swept into her cunt. She thrilled as never before. "Harry...!" she breathed, shoving upward to meet his thrusts. "Harry! It's so good. Aaaaaaaah .... Oooooh ....."
Harry prolonged his screw of Cindy, savoring it completely. He set a steady pace, enjoying the feel of his immenseness in her tiny cavity. He hadn't been kidding when he'd mentioned she was adorable and so tight. In all his years of swapping, he'd yet to find one this tight. Being a man with a horse-cock he was much in demand. A demand which tended to slow him down as the years passed by. But with his slowing down had come an increased pleasure in the act.
No more bang-bang for him. He got too much enjoyment out of riding up and down on glorious bodies like this one to rush things. He enjoyed the way his chest pounded against the big, and sometimes small, breasts. He loved the feel of the tender, smooth girl-skin under him and his hairy legs rubbing against smooth creamy thighs. His hands wrapped around glorious asscheeks pulling them up to his thrusts. The nice smell of girls in heat. Their body odor mingling, scenting the kisses from their hot lips. The way most of them dueled with their tongues.
The way he could call them obscene names and not have them feel insulted. Most of 'em were flattered when he called them sluts. Bitches. Whores. It tended to increase their lust and passion.
Like this beautiful girl under him. Cindy. A teenage bride. Harry thought her husband, Dave, was nuts for offering bait like her in swap deals. She was so lovely and so unused. Harry knew that if he had a wife like her he sure as hell wouldn't swap her around. He'd keep this thing to himself. Cindy was without a doubt the most beautiful girl it had ever been his privilege to fuck.
He increased the tempo. Even thinking of her got him horny as hell. He kissed her. "I'm about ready to come," he whispered.
"Wait for me!" Panic in her voice, Cindy humped harder and faster. Her expression was rapt and glazed as she twisted and turned and thrashed. Her moist, golden-fringed pussy moved up and down on his pumping prick. She pounded him on the bare back and wrapped her legs around him. "Screw me," she moaned. "Screw me hard, darling. Ooooooooh.....Aaaaaaaa......"
Harry fucked her faster, knowing she was about to shoot. He pounded deeply into her cunt. Deeper. Deeper. Harder. Harder. Faster....."Now.....!" he screamed.
"Now ....!" Cindy echoed, letting go in a wild spasm. Her orgasm seemed to originate in her thighs and explode in her cunt.
Their juices intermingled, hot lava filling her cavity. Wild thrusts continuing as neither gave ground. Pounding lustfully at each other. Clawing. Biting. Slapping.....
Finally the fires cooled and the lust dissipated. The passions ebbed. They stopped pounding each other and lay still in each other's arms. Harry was alongside her, huge arm holding her and the fingers of his free hand toying with her mass of blonde hair on the pillow.
"All I can say, doll is ... wow!"
Cindy snuggled up to him. "Double wow!" She crinkled her nose at him and placed her fingers at his mouth. "You're quite a guy, horse-cock!"
He grinned. "And you're quite a girl, Cindy." He kissed her. "How 'bout leaving that no-good husband of yours and come live with me? " She snuggled closer. "You already have a wife."
Stroking her on the asscheeks, Harry said, "Who said anything about marrying you? I said, come live with me. Rubi won't mind. I often have girls move in with me. Like she often has guys move in with her."
"You do?"
Harry answered, "Why not? Me and Rubi don't fuck each other anymore. Not since we went in for this swap business. We live here as man and wife, but that's it. She could care less what I do. Ditto for me."
"Well, that's some arrangement!" Cindy was properly shocked.
"So what say, doll? Shack up with me here for a couple weeks or a month? " Cindy was tempted. That big cock. For a couple weeks? A month? "What about Dave?"
Harry shrugged. "That guy's got rocks in his head. Getting in swap deals with a doll like you shows maybe he doesn't really love you. Just say the word and I'll talk to him about it. Maybe we can arrange a rental deal."
"What...?"
"I'm rich. I can afford you. I'll give 'im a thousand bucks a week for you."
"A thousand a week...!" Cindy gulped. Propping up on an elbow, she eyed him. "You're not serious...?"
"Of course I am!" Harry placed his huge hands on her tits and played with them. "I'm nuts about you, doll. I want you. For as long as you can stand me. I'm willing to pay.... He drew one of the titties into his mouth and slurped on it. "Please...?" he begged. "I'm sure Dave'll go along with the idea. He's always in the mood to make more money. A thousand a week. Hell, I'll make it two thousand. I'm loaded. You'll be worth every cent, Cindy. Please...?"
"I... I...." Cindy was speechless. Two thousand dollars a week! They could sure use the money. But would Dave agree? I...." She cut off the words as the bedroom door opened.
She looked up. Sara!
Sara stared down at the naked couple on the bed. She was dressed in a shortie wrapper. "Am I interrupting something?"
Harry sat on the edge of the bed. "Not now. We just finished." He eyed her curiously. "What re you doing here? I thought you and Dave...? " Sara frowned. "That's why I'm here. Dave left."
Cindy sat up beside Harry. "Dave left ...?"
Sara nodded. "In a hurry. He came bounding down stairs a few minutes ago, got dressed and slammed out of the house, muttering to himself. Man, was he ever pissed! What happened to him...?"
Cindy chuckled. "He came in here wanting to change partners. We told him no soap. He got mad. I told him he could stick around on one condition."
"What?"
"That he suck Harry's cock. That's what teed him off, I guess." Cindy chuckled at the memory of the shocked look on her husband's face.
Sara said, her voice filled with eagerness. "I'll suck Harry off if you let me stay." She reached for the limp horse-cock.
Harry edged away. "No dice, Sara. I'm planning on spending the night with this little doll." He slipped an arm about Cindy's waist and. drew her to him. "I haven't had such a nice piece in years. I'm gonna enjoy it all night!"
"Please?" Sara's eyes pleaded. "Now that Dave's shoved off, I don't have anyone....
Harry shook his head. "Un-unh. Go horn in on Alex and Rubi."
"My own husband?" Sara was properly shocked.
Cindy took Sara's hand and eased her onto the bed beside them. "Let her stay, Harry. I don't mind. Maybe it'll be fun, the three of us together."
"Gee, I don't know. I was kinda planning on having you all to myself."
"Com'on, Harry, be a good guy and let her stay?" Cindy sidled up to the huge, hairy man. She rested her hand on his limp dick. "You can take care of two girls, can't you?" She appealed to his pride of manhood.
"Hell, yeah. I can take care of both you dolls. It's just that I ... oh, hell, let her stay." He patted Sara on the ass.
Cindy kissed Harry on the lips. "Thanks." She stood up. "Now, what'll we do for openers?" She still had hot pants and was raring to get with it.
Harry stood up. "I don't know what you girls are going to do. Me, I'm going downstairs for a snack. Then watch the late news on TV. I need to recuperate, doll. You've sure worn me out. Coming...?" He headed toward the door.
Cindy shook her head. "No, I'm not hungry. I'll wait here."
"Me too," chimed in Sara.
"Then I'll see you in a little while." Harry left.
Cindy turned to Sara. "Welcome to the club." She flashed a big smile. Cindy was well aware of the older girl's dislike for her, but Cindy was not one to bear a grudge. She could understand how this older girl felt, being shunted aside in favor of a younger girl. Harry had made it plain from the beginning that he wanted no part of Sara. He only wanted Cindy.
Sara flushed. Then she smiled. "I guess I owe you an apology, Cindy."
"What for?"
"The way I sounded off before and acted like a jealous wife." Sara gathered Cindy's hands into hers. "I'm sorry. Forgive me? " "Sure. Think nothing of it. We girls have to stick together." Cindy headed for the bathroom. "So Dave was pissed off?" she asked, as she entered the room and sat down to tinkle.
Sara sat on the tub facing her, watching intently while Cindy peed. Sara's eyes focused on the spot where the tinkling came from. "He sure was. He rushed out of the house and slammed the front door." Leaning forward, Sara placed her hands on Cindy's bare thighs. "He probably'll never speak to you again!"
Cindy chuckled. "I should be so lucky." She crinkled her nose. "Serves him right. Him and his swap games. Hah!"
"You don't like swapping?"
"I didn't at first." Cindy wiped her little cunt with a piece of toilet paper and flushed the commode. "But after the session with your husband a couple weeks ago and now Harry." Her eyes lit up. "Can't say as I don't like 'em."
"I like 'em too. Specially when there's a guy like Harry around."
Cindy put the stopper in the bathtub and started the water running, testing it to see that it was the right temperature. "You think Horse-cock'll be able to take care of both of us? " "Harry? Hell yes. He's slowing up some, but hell cope. Well manage." Sara watched while Cindy stepped into the tub. "Can I take a bath with you, Cindy?"
"Sure, hop in!" Cindy scrootched up to the far end of the tub, making room for her new bosom-buddy.
Sara slipped from her housecoat.
Cindy's eyes widened at the sight. Sara was a bleached blonde as she'd suspected. The huge mass of hair surrounding her twat was brown in color. Cindy had never seen a girl with so much hair on her cunt. Then, of course, she hadn't seen many other girls in the nude. Except for that mass of hair, Sara's skin was smooth, creamy white, firm and free of blemishes. She had a lovely shape, a nice, solid pair of tits and was a statuesque beauty. Tall, with large buttocks, slender, tapering legs, small waist and nice, smooth back. At age 26, Sara was still a beautiful girl.
Sara giggled when she slid into the tub and faced Cindy. "This is the first time I've been in a tub with a girl in years."
"Me too." "Turn around, I'll scrub your back." Sara slopped some soap and water on a wash rag.
Cindy edged around in the big tub.
Sara ran the wash rag up and down Cindy's glorious, smooth, white, velvety back. "Lovely. Lovely," Sara murmured. "I can see why the guys flip over you, darling."
"Shucks, some guys'll flip over any girl." Cindy began heating up when Sara's fingers on the wash rag slid down below the water line and settled in the asscheek area. Then she began washing Cindy's twat. "Hey, watch it, girl. I can take care of that spot!" She reached for the wash rag.
"Please let me?" Sara hung onto the wash rag and continued stroking in and about Cindy's cunt. Her eyes had assumed a glassy, odd look.
Cindy frowned. "Well, okay I guess." She leaned back in the tub, spread her legs wide and watched curiously as the older girl washed her private areas. She began getting hotter when Sara's probing fingers in the wash rag moved upward and she washed Cindy's tits. By now the wash rag had slipped from Sara's fingers, but the dark-twatted girl continued to soap and play with Cindy's titties. "Whatcha doing, Sara...?"
"Washing these gorgeous mounds." A change had come into Sara's voice. It was huskier, deep-throated, almost man-like. Sara continued to soap and play with Cindy's breasts. "They're so lovely," she cooed. "I bet the men love to suck them?"
Cindy nodded. "Most of the men seem to enjoy doing it."
"Like this?" Sara leaned forward suddenly and took one of Cindy's delights into her mouth and began sucking it!
Cindy gasped! Pushing Sara's head away, she said, "What the hell are you doing?" She eyes her fiercely. "You some kind of a nut? " Sara inched forward again and took the other breast in her mouth and sucked it! "Does that answer your question, darling?" she cooed, between sucks. She eyed Cindy questioningly with a lustful look. She continued to tweak and massage Cindy's super-size breasts.
"You're a .. . Lesbian...?" Cindy stumbled over the unfamiliar word. Her eyes popped wide open.
Sara nodded. "I like girls," she admitted.
Cindy hopped from the tub and reached for a towel. "You sure surprise me, Sara. The way you got pissed off because of me and Alex and me and Harry. Now I find out you're a girl lover!"
Sara joined her beside the tub and dried herself. She smiled. "I love men. Boy, how I love 'em. But I also love girls. Some girls. Anything wrong in that?" she queried, eyes innocent.
Cindy was confused. "Gee, I don't know. Me, I've always preferred boys and men. I've never tried making love a girl!"
Sara eased up to her. "Wanna give it a try?" "When?" Cindy frowned and backed away from Sara. "Now!" Sara took Cindy's towel from her nerveless fingers and finished drying her. She patted Cindy's moist cunt gently with the towel and ran it in and out of Cindy's asscheeks. She patted it on Cindy's breasts and let her lips nibble at the taut nipples.
"But Harry...?" In spite of her horror at Sara's action, Cindy could feel herself heating up.
"Hell be downstairs for a long time watching the news and sports. Harry takes a while to recuperate. You must've given him quite a going over, darling. He won't be back for a long time." While Sara was talking, she was easing Cindy back into the bedroom. "Here, sit at the vanity. I'll brush your hair."
Cindy sat on the stool and watched, almost in a daze, while Sara picked up a brush and ran it through her hair. Staring at the reflections in the mirror, she caught Sara's lustful glance. The older girl was eyeing her as though she were a choice morsel as she ran the brush through Cindy's hair with one hand and let the fingers of her other hand cop feels on Cindy's goodies.
Cindy stared fascinated as she saw Sara's fingers playing with her titties. Sara crinkled her nose at the reflections in the mirror. "Does it feel good, darling?" She massaged the tits in a gentle, circular motion.
Cindy nodded and blushed. Despite her revulsion, she had to admit she liked what the queer girl was doing to her. The feel of the soft, feminine hands stroking her bare skin was wonderful. She shivered and felt her passion build. Her lust increased when Sara bent over and kissed her on the white throat. Cindy shuddered in delight. "You like that?" Sara's voice was sultry.
"Yes."
Sara eased her to her feet and drew her to her bosom. She kissed Cindy on the lips!
Cindy backed away, face hot! It was the first time in her life she'd ever been kissed by another girl! "No .. . don't do that!" Her protest lacked steam. In spite of her embarrassment, she'd liked it!
"Relax, darling!" Sara drew her back into her arms and kissed her again. "Enjoy it."
"But I... Harry .. . I'm not used to this....
"Then well get you used to it." Laughing gaily, Sara kissed her again and again. She let her tongue slip into Cindy's mouth and duel with hers. Sara's hands were busy while she kissed Cindy. Her fingers roamed down Cindy's back, patted Cindy's asscheeks, settled on her golden cunt hairs and played with them. Then she let her fingers roam upward and squeeze Cindy's huge tits.
Cindy could feel herself melting into a hot, creamy sex-pot. The passion formed deep within her and the revulsion ebbed away. She wanted Sara to do this to her! Wanted it more than anything else in the world at that moment. She stopped fighting the advances of the girl and kissed her with equal passion. "Ooooo ... ooooh .. Aaaaaah ... I'm beginning to like it, Sara....
"Call me dear," Sara whispered in her ear. "I'll call you darling. We're lovers, aren't we?" She slid a finger into Cindy's moist cunt.
Cindy squealed in delight. "Yes, dear! We're lovers! I love you. I love you." She kissed Sara hungrily. Lust and passion took over in Cindy's mind. She didn't know what was happening, but she knew she loved it. She'd never felt like this before!
"I'll kiss you all over, darling." Sara eased Cindy onto the bed and knelt beside her. The butterfly kisses started at Cindy's mouth, then to her nose, to her cheeks, then to her chin. Sara's lips curved downward to the full pointy mounds, thrusting upward so firmly. Skilled lips pulled at the cherry nipples, pulling them up and up....
"Oooooooh," Cindy moaned happily at the loving touches. The feel of Sara's lips on her titties. Sara's fingers probing her belly button. Tweaking at her golden cunt hairs. Warm, sweet girl's lips and fingers ...
"Spread your legs apart, darling," Sara ordered.
Cindy obeyed instantly.
Sara lifted a knee and stared intently at the exposed cunt. "Lovely! So soft. Tender. So unused. So tiny. Hmmm." Sara dipped her finger in and out of the tiny opening, reaming it out slowly. Teasing the clitty button. "You like, darling?" she cooed, eyes glazed, voice husky.
"Love it. Love it!" whimpered Cindy, feeling almost ready to climb the walls. She spasmed and felt the hot moisture wetting her cunt lips.
"Oh, goody!" squealed Sara. "Some cream for me!" Eagerly she bent down and sucked at Cindy's moist cunt, lapping it hungrily. Her tongue darted in and out. She gobbled the gook and slurped at the opening like a person who hadn't eaten in weeks. She ate hungrily of Cindy's gorgeous twat, fingers teasing and lips sucking.
Cindy lay on her back, thrashing around under Sara's tongue lashing. She moaned and whimpered. She'd never felt like this before. This strange, new way of love. It was so different than the feel of a man's mouth there. A man's cock. But it was so exciting. Again and again she spasmed.
Again and again, Sara gobbled her gook, begging for more and sliding her tongue in, draining the well dry.
The minor spasms shook her. She felt herself building up to a gigantic climax. "Do me some more. Please don't stop, dear!"
Sara stopped. Turning her head, she stared at Cindy. "You feel like maybe you're gonna really come? A big one: "Enough to drown you!" gasped Cindy. "Get your mouth down there! Suck me off! Suck me off!" she wailed.
"Sure, darling!" Sara suddenly whirled around on the bed. Placing a leg over Cindy's face, she squatted her ass down toward Cindy's upturned mouth in the classic Lesbian position. "You suck me off, too," she ordered, holding her cunt poised within inches of Cindy's mouth.
Cindy stared in awe at the sight of the brown-haired cunt being lowered to her lips.
IX
Several times in her life, Cindy had been shocked. Rendered speechless. Never before, however, had the shock compared to now. She stared in dismay at the gruesome, hairy thing quivering so close to her face. She'd never had a close up look at a cunt before. Not even her own. Many times, while in her privacy, she'd spread her legs, hold a mirror underneath and stare at the reflection of her cunt in the mirror. But never had she come this close to one.
The smell assailed her nostrils. Despite the bath they'd just had, the heat of her body had worked it's way to Sara's cunt and it smelled faintly.
Cindy stared fascinated at the open gash. It looked like the entrance to the Holland Tunnel. The pinkish, rosy clitty button out-thrust, yawning cavity, brownish hair covering it, the pussy was moist. While she stared in horror, a pearl of moisture oozed out and trickled down Sara's leg. As she watched, the moist pussy quivered, seeming to invite her to stick her tongue in. It contracted and expanded with the movement of Sara's legs and thighs.
Right in back of the gruesome item, Cindy spotted an equally gruesome sight: a puckered asshole, also covered with a fringe of brownish hair.
Heated up considerably by Sara's sucking of her cunt, Cindy placed her hands on the white buttocks. Then, sucking in a deep breath, she took the plunge. She was too hot to resist. She lowered the monstrosity to her mouth, wincing at the impact of the gaping, hairy thing. Then she slid her tongue into the gash. Her nose was in close proximity to Sara's asshole, and she frowned.
The feeling of nausea and revulsion were quickly swept away. Cindy sucked at the opening. She stuck her tongue in and it roamed around. She felt the soft skin and the moistness. Her tongue settled on Sara's clitty. She nibbled it and excitement mounted in her. Waves of passion and lust engulfed her.
A thought strayed through her mind. She smiled inwardly. She was sucking a cunt! She, Cindy, the beauty. The darling of men and boys. The girl most men wanted to fuck. She was sucking a girl off!
What's more, she loved it!
Having shed her inhibitions and fears, Cindy settled to her task with eagerness. She played with Sara's cunt. She ran her fingers in and out. She played with Sara's asshole. She ran her tongue in and out of both places. Fingers teasing, reaming, probing, massaging. Lips kissing. Mouth sucking. Tongue reaming both spots. Fingers roving over Sara's smooth, white skin.
Running her hands up and down Sara's glorious thighs and patting Sara's large buttocks, she massaged the asscheeks. Reaching up and playing with Sara's titties she slapped the older girl on the bare skin. They wrestled each other on the bed.
Time and time again, they came into each other's mouths. They sucked each other dry, then after a short pause, went at each other again.
Time passed. Some time in between suckings and comings, they saw Harry enter the room but they were so involved with each other that they ignored him.
Harry pulled a chair over next to the bed and watched the girl in action. He encouraged them both from time to time by loving pats on their asses, cunts, or breasts. The sight of the two queer girls making love aroused him to a new height of passion. His prick stood high and solid before him, but he made no effort to interfere. He enjoyed the show.
Finally, the girls wound up in a sixty-nine position with Cindy on the bottom. The sight of Sara's gruesome gash no longer bothered her. Her attitude toward it had changed. It wasn't a gruesome sight at all. It was lovely. A pretty sight. A nice, wholesome sight.
Cindy kissed it. "Please, pretty pussy," she cooed. "Spit into my mouth." She shoved her tongue way in to encourage it. She reamed three fingers far up Sara's asshole. She slapped Sara's rump with her free hand.
"I'm coming!" screamed Sara, pushing hard onto Cindy's mouth.
"Me, too!" screamed Cindy, pushing hard up to Sara's mouth.
The spasms shook both girls as they climaxed in a wondrous orgasm. Love liquid flowed freely into two glorious mouths. Tender lips kissed moist pussies as both girls sought to obtain the last ounce of love potion.
Afterward they lay in each other's arms, spent but happy.
"Darling, it was lovely," cooed Sara, kissing her lover on the lips.
"Dear, it was divine!" Cindy agreed. She returned Sara's kisses. "I love you," she whispered.
Sara hugged her close. "I love you, darling."
"And I love both of you!" Harry's voice cut in on the idyllic scene. He spread them apart and knelt between them, his prick as big as a mast pole. "And my prick here also loves both of you. Who wants first crack at him?"
Sara looked at Cindy, a lustful, hopeful look in her eyes.
Cindy looked at Sara. She looked at Harry and sighed. "You can have him first, Sara."
She knelt beside them as Harry thrust his prick deeply into the huge cunt that Cindy had just been mouthing.
Sara reached over, gathered one of Cindy's hands into hers and whispered, "Thanks, darling." Her eyes were glazed and happy as she moved around under the large man and began humping wildly.
"That's okay." Cindy withdrew her hand and watched her new friend in action. Sara was acting like a girl now. A real girl with a big cock shoved into her cunt. She was really getting fucked and giving a good account of herself.
She didn't mind giving Sara first crack at Harry. She'd already had him a couple of times. Besides, the night was young, and she'd have plenty more changes to feel that big prick in her.
And she owed Sara something for introducing her to a new twist in lovemaking. Cindy knew she'd never be the same again. Not after her session with Sara. A new element had been added to the love-making scene. An element that Cindy vowed to enjoy a lot more of.
X
It was almost noon when Cindy entered her apartment. Alex and Sara had dropped her off en-route to their mansion at the other end of town. Cindy was bushed. The night with Harry and Sara had been hectic. The older girl and the much older man had introduced Cindy to new ways of love-making she hadn't dreamed existed. They had socked it to her every possible way and she had been a willing slave to their perversions.
The moment she entered her apartment and saw her husband with his feet propped up on a hassock, reading the Sunday paper and wearing a pouty look on his handsome face, she knew she was in for it.
Ignoring the frown he bestowed on her, Cindy chirped, "Hi! I'm home." She slipped out of her outer jacket and began fussing and straightening up the living room.
Dave placed the paper on his lap. He glanced at the clock on the wall. "So I see." The tone of his voice was frigid. "About time you got home."
Cindy shrugged. "I was kinda busy."
"So I noticed." Dave's eyes followed her around the room as she straightened things up.
"Can I fix you some breakfast, dear?"
"Don't bother. I ate long ago," he pouted.
Cindy said, "Well, I guess I'll go take a shower, then a nap. I'm bushed." Walking into their master bedroom, she slid out of her clothes and went into the bathroom.
Dave followed her. Standing in the doorway, he glared at her while she tinkled. "You sure fouled things up last night." His voice contained an edge of bitterness.
"Me?" Cindy wiped her twat with paper, stood up, went to the tub and started the water. "How d'ya figure that?" She kept her voice bright and cheerful.
"Going to bed with Harry! That wasn't what we had in mind!"
"You had in mind!" corrected Cindy, wiggling her ass around while she ran her hand in the water to test the temperature.
"You know what I mean." Entering the bathroom, Dave sat on the commode and watched while Cindy stepped into the tub and began splashing around. "You were supposed to work out on Alex, not Harry." He sighed. "Leave it to you to blow the whole thing!"
Cindy crinkled her nose impishly. "The only thing I was blowing last night was your fat friend, Horse-cock Harry!" Her eyes lit up in recollection of Harry's huge cock.
Dave groaned. "That's right. Be flip about it." He leaned forward. "Why d'ya think I've been getting involved in these swap deals? To better ourselves with guys like Alex. He likes you. You play it right and hell turn his business over to me. It'll mean more money for us. But no, you had to shack up with Harry!" He shook his head, a measure of despair in his eyes.
Cindy paused in the act of soaping her titties. "Money means a lot to you, eh Dave?"
"Hell yes." He waved a hand about him. "I wanna get away from apartments. Make a bundle. Be able to afford a mansion like Harry and Alex. I wanna make it big, while I'm young enough to enjoy it." His eyes were intense, filled with fervor.
"And you'd do anything to get money? Even going so far as to swap me around to other guys?"
Dave flushed. "It isn't exactly like that. The swapping's for kicks, too. If it can also benefit us financially, all the better."
Cindy pursed her lips, then said, "Harry was right about you.
"What...?"
"He mentioned you were some kind of a nut for swapping a girl like me. Said if he was married to me, he'd never do such a thing. He'd keep me all to himself."
"Harry's got a big mouth. Also a million bucks. He can talk."
"He also said something else." "Yeah...?"
"He wants me to leave you and move in with him." Cindy delivered the bombshell casually as she began washing all over with the soapy wash rag. From the corners of her eyes she watched for Dave's reaction.
Dave hopped from the seat as though the water had backed up and caught him on the buttocks. His face paled. "He wants you to leave me? Move in with him...?"
Cindy concentrated on washing between her legs, watching while the soap bubbles formed. She nodded. "Yep. That's what he wants me to do."
"But... but..."
"Of course, hell make it worth your while," Cindy added, running her hands around her glorious tits and playing with them.
"He wants to marry you?" Dave's face fell.
"Hell no. He'd never divorce Rubi. They got too much going for each other. He just wants me to move in with them. Rubi has her own boy friends moving in and out with her, same as Harry. Seems like that's part of the way they live. It seems to work out pretty good for them."
"He just wants you to live with him? Go to bed with him?"
Cindy nodded. "That's the deal. I'd be like a wife to him. Only, of course, we wouldn't be married. But everything else ... Yes. How about it, dear? Can I move in with him? I told him I'd talk it over with you." Cindy eyed him archly.
The frown on Dave's face deepened. He paced the small bathroom floor. "You want to move in with him?"
Cindy shrugged. "I'm not sure. He's quite a man ... you know what I mean.... She eyed him sharply. "Would you want me to?"
Dave flushed. Bending over the tub, he washed her back with the wet wash rag. Clearing his throat, he said, "You mentioned he said he'd make it worth while...?"
"Why, you son-uva-bitch!" Cindy grabbed the wash rag from him and threw it in his face. "Money! That's all you think of!" She hopped from the tub, grabbed a towel, dried herself, rushed from the room, re-entered her bedroom and threw herself onto the bed. Deep sobs tore from her throat as her shoulders shook.
Dave sat on the bed beside her. He tenderly ran his fingers over her bare back. "There! There! Hon. I didn't mean to get you shook up. I thought you wanted to at least talk about it. You brought the subject up."
She shrugged. "Get away from me, you bastard. I hate you!" The sobs increased in intensity.
Dave rolled her onto her back. He swung across her naked body and propped himself on an elbow and stared down. He toyed with her hair and let his fingers run down onto her lips. He wiped away her tears. He sighed. "Guess maybe I am some kinda nut. But all I'm thinking of, hon, is our future. I want to make it big. Be a millionaire, if possible. And I want you to share it with me."
"That's why you're so willing to share me now? I'm young and pretty and you want to cash in on that before it's too late!"
"Well..." Dave hedged. "Yes. You are quite an asset. Shucks, you're still a teenager. I figure you and me play it smart, well clean up in a few years. Rubbing elbows with guys like Alex, and Harry, some of their wealth is bound to rub off onto us if we play our cards right. That's what I have in mind, hon. Honest."
Cindy dried her tears. A measure of love for her husband was intermingled with the loathing she felt for him.
She understood his inner feelings, his inner drive. He had a great urge for wealth. She felt the same way at times. Both her and Dave had come from ordinary, run-of-the-mill families. Their parents had a hard time making ends meet and educate the children. Dave had managed to get through college but Cindy had quit as a freshman to marry him. Both of them had been exposed to wealthy friends like Alex and Harry. They both had an urge to make it big in the money department.
Dave's casual acceptance of Harry's proposition had shocked her. It had made it appear as if he valued money more than he valued her. But, truthfully, she, too, had been thinking along the same lines. And in addition to the money she'd have free access to the wondrous sized cock that hung between Harry's legs. Even now, thinking of that horse-cock was stirring her passions and lust.
She stopped crying. "But I thought you wanted me to work out on Alex. Get him to transfer his account...?"
"I do." Dave frowned. "When d'ya have to let Harry know?"
Cindy shrugged. "No rush. Anytime. Next week. Next month. He's in no rush. It's an open offer."
"How much did he say he'd pay you.... Dave flushed.
"Two thousand dollars a week!"
"What!" Dave almost fell off the bed.
"Not a bad rental fee for a slightly used wife, is it?"
"Wow!" The flush receded. Dave's practical, business-like mind took over. "For how many weeks?"
"As long as I want to stay. A week. Two weeks. A month. Or until he tires of me and boots me out for another girl."
"Hmmmm." Dave stared at his wife with new respect. She was a valuable property. Reaching for the phone at the side of the bed, he handed it to her. "Call him!" he ordered.
"What for?"
"To tell him you'll move in. Today. I'll help you pack your bags.... That did it!
With a wail of dismay, Cindy hopped from the bed, pointed dramatically toward the door and screamed, "Out! You bastard! Out! I never want to speak to you again!" Her finger quivered. Her titties bounced up and down with the convulsive anger. Tears misted her eyes and she shook all over with rage.
"But I thought...?" Bewildered, Dave got to his feet. These wifely flare-ups puzzled him. First, she's talking calmly about the business deal. In an effort to be helpful, he'd offered to help her pack. Now this?
"I'll pack, you bastard! And how, I'll pack! But not to go to Harry. I'm leaving you, you worm. For good! Treating me like I'm a piece of merchandise. Sell me to the highest bidder. Well, I got news for you, husband. You can go to hell. I'll make it on my own. Guys like Harry are willing to pay me a couple thousand a week. Who needs you? Out...!"
"Can't we talk it over, hon...?"
"There's nothing to talk about! We're through. Finished. I...." Her flow of words were cut off by the ringing of the phone.
Dave jumped nervously at the sound and dropped the phone on the bed. He sighed in relief, welcoming the interruption. He handed it to her. "You answer it. It's probably for you. Maybe Harry...? A hopeful look swept to his eyes.
Controlling herself with an effort, Cindy, picked up the receiver. "H'lo.... She managed to keep the sob from her voice.
The voice on the other end chirped. "Hi, darling. It's me. Sara."
"Ooooh?" Cindy brightened. Memories of the good times last night with her female lover flashed to her mind. "Hi!"
"Alex and me got to talking after we came home...?" "Yes...?"
"When I explained what'd happened, how Dave got horsed off and left the party.... "Go on.
"Alex said that wasn't exactly fair to him. He did kind of get left out, you know what I mean...?" "I guess so. So what?"
"Alex was thinking maybe you and Dave would like to drive over to our place. Spend the day with us. And the evening...?" "Hmmmm...."
"Remember the good times you and I had together last night?" Sara hinted.
"You mean...?" Cindy's heart pounded.
"Why not? We can send the boys out on an errand. Let 'em go play a few rounds of golf. Then you and I...?" The implication was clear.
"Gee, I'd sure like to." Cindy could feel herself heating up just thinking about it. "Think we could arrange it? " "It's worth a try. Of course we'll have to play their game first. But, maybe, after they're bushed...? How about it? You coming over?"
"I'll ask Dave." Holding the receiver to her hand, she turned to her husband. "It's Sara. She and Alex want us to come over to their place." She kept her voice cool and brisk. She glared at him, still provoked.
Dave's eyes lit up. "To swap?"
"Yes." Cindy answered flatly, showing no enthusiasm.
"Do you want to go?" Dave tempered his enthusiasm with the question.
Cindy shrugged. "I could care less. After what's happened....
Dave's face fell. "Well, if that's how you feel...?"
Cindy said, feeling she'd overdone the hurt wife bit, and seeing her chances of getting next to Sara again go sliding away, "I guess I'll tell 'em well be over. We can continue our discussion later." She said, into the mouthpiece, "Well be right over, Sara." She hung up the phone.
"Darling!" Dave swept her into his arms, showered her with kisses. "I love you! You make me so happy. Alex and Sara!"
Cindy pushed him away, a frown on her face. "I just can't understand you! It seems to make you so happy when you get a chance to shove me into another man's arms!" She bestowed a look of contempt on him.
Less than an hour later, she found herself in the other man's arms. Alex seemed overjoyed at seeing her. He and Sara had wasted little time in getting with the swap game. After a few preliminary drinks, some small talk and a general relaxation, they'd paired up. Alex now had Cindy on the bed in the guest room. Sara had Dave cornered in another bedroom.
En-route to the Peter's place, Dave had impressed on Cindy how nice it would be if she could talk Alex into allowing Dave to handle his account in stocks and bonds. Cindy, although still angry with her husband, had promised to see what she could do.
A wave of excitement was building in her at the thought of getting next to Alex. He was so nice. Then, in the back of her mind, another thought struggled for recognition. The thought of getting next to Sara. Between the two lustful thoughts, Cindy was about ready to come in her panties.
Alex kissed her tenderly while they stood beside the huge bed. "I missed you last night, Cindy." He drew her to his embrace. He kissed her again and again. "When I saw Harry carting you off to his bedroom, I was very disappointed."
"Me too." Cindy nestled in his arms. A feeling of warmth and love swept through her.
"I've been wanting so much to make love to you, darling." Alex slid her blouse off, exposing her wondrous breasts. He fumbled with the snaps of the bra and soon had it off. He sucked in his breath when her titties bounced to freedom. Large, solid, voluptuous mounds of delight, they were smooth and creamy white. Pink cherry tips in a small sea of brown. He tweaked the nipples. "Lovely. Lovely." Her breasts shook and quivered. They were begging for attention. For kisses and sucking.
Cindy cupped them upward with her fingers. "You like?" she whispered.
"Love 'em." He placed his large hands over hers and played with them.
"Then suck 'em," ordered Cindy. "Say please? " Alex teased.
"Please suck my titties." Cindy smiled fondly at him.
"Well, now you put it that way." Alex chuckled. "I usually don't do such nasty things," he joshed, "but since they're so pretty, so firm, so smooth and so round I'll make an exception." Bending lower, he drew one, then the other into his mouth. His tongue licked at the nipples. His teeth nibbled them. He drew the firm breasts, one after the other, far into his mouth, sucking and licking them.
Waves of passion swept through Cindy. She moaned and pushed her titties further forward. She wrapped her hands around his neck and drew his head to her, stroking his hair. "Do it to me, Alex. Do it. You suck so nice. Ooooooh .. . Aaaaa. You're getting me so hot..."
While sucking the melons, Alex slid his fingers down. He unzipped her short skirt and dropped it to the floor. She kicked it away. Cindy had on lace panties, a garter belt and dark full-length stockings. Alex glanced down between sucks. Cindy's white, smooth skin was a wondrous contrast to the dark stockings.
He dropped to his knees before her to behold the marvelous sight!
He ran his fingers up and down her thighs, partially covered by the stockings. "Lovely. Lovely," he murmured, wetting his lips and gazing in admiration at the glorious sight. The dark hose and blue panties enhanced the erotic attraction of her flawless skin. He drew her to him and kissed her on the crotch.
He spread her legs wide and kissed her again on the panties where they covered her cunt. He slobbered his lips on the cloth and pushed it into her crack. He kept sucking the covered cunt and digging his fingers into her tiny asshole. He tore a hole in her panties. He turned her around and stared at the hole he had poked in her panties. Then, bending her over, he drove his tongue through the hole in her panties and into the hole in her ass! He slurped and kissed at the tiny asshole, running fingers into it to soften it up and ream it out. Then he ran his tongue deeper in until it was all soft and gooey ... and smelly.
Quickly he turned Cindy around, still bent over and touching her toes. He shoved his shit-covered lips to hers and kissed her!
Cindy recoiled momentarily, then eagerly accepted his kisses. After all, she reasoned, it was her shit! She ran her tongue deep into his mouth. She was getting so hot! "Fuck me, Alex. Fuck me!" She moaned and thrashed around.
"Where do you want it, darling?"
"Anywhere. In the ass. In the mouth. In my cunt. Just give it to me, dear. Fuck me!" she moaned.
Hopping to his feet, Dave slid Cindy's panties off, keeping her in the bent over position. Her lovely ass, completely exposed, wiggled before him. Cindy still had on the garter belt and dark hose. The contrast excited Dave. He kissed Cindy's asshole and reamed it with his tongue and fingers. Then, moving forward, he shoved his cock into her asshole!
Cindy screamed at the impact. She pushed against the side of the bed for support. She wailed and screamed a few more times while wiggling her ass in an effort to adjust to the large prick. Finally she adjusted. "Fuck me in the ass hard, Alex!" she screamed. "Make me feel that big cock!"
Alex obliged. He shoved his wang in as far as he could, then out. It was a sticky, gooky mess. The more he pounded into her tiny asshole, the messier his cock became. "Ready?" he yelled.
Looking around, Cindy said, "For what...?"
"This in you mouth?"
"Oh no ... not that..." Cindy opened her mouth wide to lodge a protest.
Before she could finish her formal protest, Alex whirled her around and shoved his shitty cock deep into her mouth. "You filthy slut!" he roared. "Suck my shitty dick!" He shoved it in and out of her protesting mouth.
Cindy's protests were muted. She hadn't really meant to object. She loved the feel of gooey cocks in her mouth. She sucked eagerly. She drew the entire length of it into her mouth. She withdrew it and kissed the outside of it. She tongue bathed it and licked off the goo. She swallowed it and kissed the head of the pecker. She played with his balls and tickled his hairy asshole. She dug her fingers into his puckered hole. Felt him wince when her sharp fingernails found skin. "Oh, Alex, this is fun!" She sucked harder and tried to make him come. "Come in my mouth please?"
Alex wasn't about to come in her mouth. He lifted her to her feet, roughly shoved her onto the bed. "Spread your legs, you filthy slut!" he ordered. "I want to fuck you!"
Cindy spread her legs wide. "Kiss my cunt first!"
"Hell no. Not after where my cock was and you sucking it."
Cindy played her game. She locked her legs together. "No kissee. No fuckee." She crinkled her nose at him.
Squirming around on top of her, breasts rubbing against his chest, trying to ram his knees between her legs, Alex said, "Okay, you filthy dicky-licking slut. I'll kiss you." He rammed his lips hard against hers.
Cindy spread her legs wide, lifted her knees. "Alex! Alex!" she whispered. "I love you so much. You do me so good!"
Alex paused. "Say that again." "You do me so good?" "No. What you said. Just before that." "I love you so much?"
Alex kissed her but made no effort to slide his dick into her throbbing cunt. "Do you really mean that? Or is it just lust speaking? " Cindy frowned. "I don't know. Usually it's a figure of speech when I'm getting screwed, but with you...?" She eased forward, trying to grab the head of his prick with her twitching twat. She pulled him forward. "I'm so hot. Sock it to me. Fuck your filthy, little slut. Please...?"
Alex eased it in, ever so slowly. The lustful look was gone from his handsome face, replaced by a look of love. His eyes were soft and tender. He moved his cock in and out slowly. "I think I'm falling in love with you, Cindy." He kissed her tenderly.
Cindy, in heat, was in no mood for small talk. She thrashed around under him like a girl possessed. Slobbering at the mouth, she screamed, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Make me feel it, you horny bastard. You cunt-lapper. You ass-fucker..."
The wilder Cindy got, the calmer Alex became. His entire mood had changed. From a lustful eager beaver, anxious to ram his dick into a tiny cunt, he became an old man about to expire and wanting to make the last one count.
"What's with you?" wailed Cindy, humping under him like fucking was going out of style. "How about getting with it? Move your ass, you mother-fucking bastard! Pound me with that big cock. Ram it into my cunt..." She tried to get him to increase the tempo.
Alex slowed to almost a stop. Ignoring her outburst of obscenities, he crooned, "I love you, darling. You are so young. So tender. So unused. Such a tiny cunt. Like a virgin.... He kissed her and played with her titties. "Such lovely, smooth skin. So nice to touch....
Cindy had to slow down. She had no other choice. Bouncing a hundred and eighty pound man up and down on her body was too much. Especially when the guy didn't want to be bounced. She slowed down and met his pace and was surprised to find that it was satisfactory. His prick seemed to go deeper into her cunt and stay at the bottom longer. Then she felt it along the velvety sides of her twat as he pulled it slowly out again. Then it spread her cunt walls aside when it zeroed back in again and hit bottom. She smiled contentedly.
This slow, deliberate pace was something!
In the past, Cindy, mostly through ignorance and because of the type of guys who'd fucked her, had been the jack-rabbit type. The wham-bam-thank-you-mam type. This nice, deliberate pace was a new thrill and she liked it. "I like it, you bastard!"
Alex frowned and placed a finger on her lips. "Un-unh," he chided. "No foul-mouthing. No nasty talk. Let's make like lovers." He kissed her lips. "I love you, darling. You are my little virgin." He eased his big cock deeply into his little virgin. He let it rest at the bottom of her cavern for a long moment while he kissed her tenderly.
At the same time, he cupped her breasts in his hands and massaged them gently. "Such lovely little delights," he murmured.
Cindy caught on. "You big, handsome man," she cooed. "Putting that big thing in little old me." Wrapping her legs about his waist, she drew him in deeper, letting his cock soak far down in her cunt. She squirmed around under him. "What are you doing to me...?" she whispered.
"I'm diddling you, little darling." He stroked in and out, going deeper and deeper with each lunge. "Didn't you ever do this before?"
"No sir. You're the first man ever did this to me." Cindy giggled. She felt herself getting hotter than ever, playing this game of pretend. This was much more satisfying than the bang-bang pace she was used to. He seemed so far inside, so deep in her cavity. A sudden spasm engulfed her. She stared at him in amazement. "I'm gonna come .. . !"
"I know. Me, too." The lust came back to his eyes. He bounced up and down like a maniac. "Start moving, bitch!" he roared. "Fuck, fuck, fuck....
Whimpering excitedly, Cindy thrashed around under him. This was her way. "Ooooooh .. . Aaaaaaaaa ... h! Now, you're doing me. Fuck me, Alex. Fuck me ... Ooooooh ... Aaaaaaah! I'm coming. . .I'm coming ...!" she screamed, pounding him on the back and shoving up to meet his thrusts.
Ripples of orgasmic delight swept through her, shaking her titties and causing spasms to rock her glorious body. "Oh, Lordie.... she moaned happily, feeling him coming at the same time.
Hot liquid spewed from him to her. Love lava mixing in a pool of love while they lay in each others arms, kissing, kissing, kissing ...
They lay in each other's arms for a long minute. Neither one wanting to break the spell. Cindy could feel his big cock softening. Then it slipped out of her moist cunt and flopped against her thigh. Reaching down she placed a hand on the limp, damp staff. "Poor little guy," she whispered. "He's beat!"
Alex nodded. Then, propping himself up on an elbow, he stared down at her intently, a strange look in his eyes. "Cindy," he said, "will you marry me? " Cindy sucked in a deep breath and her mouth popped open. She stared back at him and then chuckled. He was a great kidder. "Sure, I'll marry you....
His eyes lit up. "You will?"
"... And we can get Sara to be the girl giving me away. Dave can be best man. When we stand before the preacher and he says, Does anyone have any reason why these two shouldn't be joined together....
"Cindy...!"
"Dave can pop up with the statement that while he has no real objections to my marrying you, he thinks the preacher should know that he's my husband! Sara can also state at the time that she's your wife. It'll be quite a surprise wedding..." Cindy laughed at her joke. She kissed Alex. "You think up the funniest things to say. What a sense of humor."
He frowned. "I'm serious. Will you marry me?"
The smile faded. "You're serious? I thought it's a gag!" Cindy eyed him sharply. "How can I marry you? I'm already married. So are you. What are you suggesting...?"
"Divorce."
"Wow!" The humor left her. The guy was serious. Divorce Dave? The thought hadn't occurred to her before, but now that Alex mentioned it. The way Dave had been acting lately. Swapping her off and willing to let her sell herself to Harry. He was even willing to help her pack her bags. Could it be Dave didn't love her any more? The honeymoon was over? "You'd divorce Sara for me?"
Alex nodded. "Sara and me haven't been hitting it off to well lately. We've discussed the subject. She's too jealous and overly possessive. Thinks she owns me. Perhaps it would be best if we got a divorce. We haven't really been man and wife for some time now. That's why we get involved in the swap parties. We're no good for each other any more."
"I see." Cindy sank back on the pillow and stared at the ceiling. It had been obvious to Cindy that Alex and Sara weren't the best of friends in the short time she knew them. The way Sara acted about Alex taking Cindy out on the town for that evening and the fact that Sara was a few years older than Alex made her feel that she was slipping.
"Well...?" Alex interrupted her thoughts.
"Gee, I don't know. This kinda caught me by surprise. I thought you were joking.... Cindy pursed her lips. "Why don't you let me talk to Sara about it?"
Alex frowned. "You and Sara talk it over?"
"Why not? We're the ones mostly involved. We're girls. We can say things to each other. Let's be adult about the whole thing. It won't come as a surprise to her. You say you've already discussed the possibility of divorce?"
"We've talked about it, but it upsets her. She gets all shook up." Alex slid from the bed. "But maybe you got a good idea, Cindy. You and her talk it over. She knows how I feel about you. She knows if I divorce her, it'll be to marry you." He drew her to her feet, embraced her and kissed her tenderly. "I love you, dear. I do want to marry you. You've given me so much pleasure. Like tonight." He kissed her.
"It was fun. I ... I think I love you, too, Alex. I'm not sure. But you're so different than Dave. He ... sometimes I think I hate him!"
"Good!" Alex flushed. "Er, I mean, it'll make it easier if he does agree to divorce you."
"Hell do anything if the price is right!"
"Then if he agrees to go through with it, well make it right. I'm a millionaire."
"I know." Now that the idea had percolated into her brain and she'd had time to kick it around, Cindy knew she had to talk to Sara! "Let's go see Sara! Maybe if you and Dave were to leave us alone for a couple hours? Go somewhere. Drive Dave home and then come back yourself in about two hours...? " "Anything you say." Slipping his arm about her waist, Alex led her from the room and pushed open the door of the adjoining bedroom. They walked in without knocking.
Dave and Sara were naked. Dave was gallantly trying to fuck big-cunted Sara. He was moving up and down on her large body and bouncing against her tits. She was shoving her ass up to meet his thrusts.
Both pretended to be enjoying the moment, but the expressions on their faces belied their pleasure. Dave just didn't have enough prick to fill Sara's well-used cavity.
"Are we interrupting something?" Alex's voice boomed.
Dave flushed. Then with a last desperation lunge into Sara's cunt, he made like he'd come. "Now you got it, Sara. Come with me.... He put on a great show of squealing and thrashing around.
Sara caught on. She squealed and moaned as though she were getting fucked by horse-cock Harry. "I'm coming, Dave! I'm coming! Ooooooh ... Aaaaaaah ... You got such a big prick, lover ... It feels so goooood ... A aaaaaaah."
After a few moments of thrashing around as though they were in ecstasy, Dave and Sara at last lay still. Dave rolled off. His prick was still hard. He hadn't come. It began wilting while they walked. "This wife of yours is quite a fucker, Alex."
"I know." Alex nodded. "Almost as good as your wife."
Sara preened. "What d'ya mean almost?"
Alex calmed her. "Relax, dear. We're just kidding." He stood beside the bed. "You two finished?"
"Well, maybe ... Why...?" Sara glanced at him sharply.
"Cindy would like to have a long talk with you, dear." "Oh...?" Sara's eyes lit up.
"I was thinking. I'll take Dave home. Then come back myself in a couple of hours. That'll give you girls time to talk things over....
Dave sat up, a suspicious gleam in his eyes. "Just a minute! I don't want to go home. I want to stay.... "Dave!" Cindy flashed him a warning glance. "But ... What's going on...?"
"Shut up, Dave." Cindy gave him a knowing look. Then nodded toward Alex.
Dave nodded. "Yeah. I know what you mean. Okay, I'll shove off. Alex can drive me to our apartment, then...?"
"I'll stay with Sara. Then when Alex gets back we'll talk some more. When we get things settled, I'll drive home in our car, Dave. Understand...?"
Dave hopped out of bed. "Sure. Sure." He slipped into his clothes.
Dave and Alex left the room together.
Cindy watched until the door closed behind them. Then, slowly she turned, an odd gleam in her eyes.
Sara had gotten up from the bed and was moving toward her. Sara had the same gleam in her eyes!
XI
Cindy slipped into the embrace of her lover. She wrapped her arms about Sara's neck and drew her face down. She kissed her on the lips, her large breasts and the small of her neck. The feel of Sara's soft, smooth skin against hers sent waves of passion through her. She heated up. "I've been waiting so long for this moment, dear," she whispered, letting her tongue slide into Sara's mouth, dueling with the older girl's tongue.
Sara sighed happily. "I've been wanting to eat you ever since you came into the house, darling." Sara placed her fingers on the golden-haired twat. "I've been just aching to get my mouth and tongue onto this gorgeous little hot-box. This nice little juicy cunt. Oh, I love you so much, darling.... Sara kissed her again and again. Letting her fingers rove all over Cindy's smooth, young body. "Are you still my lover?"
"You know I am, dear!" Lustful waves of passion engulfed Cindy as Sara's moving fingers played with her body. "Let me kiss that nice big cunt while it's still gooey from Dave's come?" She placed her fingers between Sara's thighs and rammed fingers up the opening.
Sara laughed shortly. "He didn't come!"
"Oh. But I thought? The way you two acted when we entered the room ..-.?"
"Shucks, darling, your Dave isn't man enough to make me come! He's got a small prick you know....
"Yeah, since I've been getting fucked by guys like your husband and horse-cock Harry, I realize Dave isn't much." This thought made it easier for Cindy to do what she knew needed doing. The divorce.
Sara laid Cindy on the bed. Clucking her tongue like a mother hen, she inspected Cindy's merchandise. Placing a finger on the well-fucked cunt, she said, "Did that nasty husband of mine hurt his little thing...?"
"He did." Cindy pouted in mock anger. "Kiss it and make it better...?" she suggested.
Sara recoiled in mock horror. "Me? Kiss that horrible looking thing? You gotta be kidding...?" Sara ran her fingers in and out of the tiny twat, fingering the clitty button and getting Cindy all heated up.
"Please kiss my cunt? Pretty please?"
"Well, since you put it that way!" Sara plunged instantly and delightedly to her task. She kissed the vaginal lips, still moist from the fucking Cindy had just gotten from her husband. Sara's tongue darted into Cindy's cunt and licked the juices still there from Alex's cock. Sara greedily licked the intermingled come that had filled up the cavity.
Expertly Sara dipped her tongue into the cavity. She sucked, sucked, sucked ... until the well was dry. Sara swallowed those and the new juices from the minor orgasms Cindy had had while getting sucked off.
Cindy lay on her back, lifting her hips up again and again to her lover's lips. She moaned softly in the rhythm that was rocking her body. "Let me suck you off, dear," she cried.
"Say please?"
Cindy said, "Let me suck your big, juicy cunt. Please?" Sara moved about on the bed and took the classic Lesbian pose.
Cindy stared at the big, brown-haired slot. What a gash this girl had! No wonder Dave couldn't satisfy her. Sara's cunt needed horse-cocks. Ordinary run-of-the-mill cocks could no longer fill this vast cavity. No wonder Alex wanted to divorce her. Alex had an immense cock, but probably even he had trouble filling his cunt hole.
Cindy was thankful she had a tiny cunt. Of course, she was only nineteen. Sara was twenty-six. Maybe when she got to be Sara's age and had handled as many cocks...? Cindy shrugged off the wild thought. She stared at the monstrosity. She no longer had the feeling of revulsion she'd had the first time she stared at it.
Now, it was adorable. She kissed it and let her tongue slide in the large opening. She mouthed it and placed her fingers in it. She massaged the clitty button and ran her hands around Sara's smooth, large buttocks. She fingered Sara's puckered asshole, running her fingers in and out of the small opening.
Cindy slurped her tongue all over Sara's cunt. She let her tongue and fingers dart in and out. She felt Sara tense, then spasm. Cindy sucked the juice and swallowed it. The hot, creamy liquid slid down her throat and she darted in for more.
She humped her ass up and down at Sara's urgings. She rolled atop the other girl. They went from side to side on the bed, kissing, feeling and tonguing each other.
Cindy thrilled at the touch of Sara's fingers probing her goodies. Her mouth and tongue was on her cunt. Sara nibbled at her titties, massaged them and played with them. She did the same to Sara, thrilling at the touch of the girl's smooth, satiny skin and the delightful odor of her cunt.
The girls lay atop each other for a long moment, just feeling each other. Their titties pressed together and their cunts and asses rubbing voluptuously. They were building to a gigantic climax.
Cindy took the rounded buttocks in her hands and drew them to her face. Her tongue came out and sucked as her fingers moved gently about the liquid area of the brown-thatched mound. "I'm gonna come, dear!" she cried. "Please come with me....
"Just a little ... more," Sara panted, wiggling her ass harder and harder on Cindy's upturned face. She pushed her huge cunt deeper and deeper into Cindy's willing mouth. "Suck me hard!" she moaned.
Cindy sucked harder. Her tongue darted in and out. She slapped Sara's ass and dug her fingers into Sara's asshole. She pulled her cunt onto her mouth, letting her tongue go far into the wide cavity.
She felt the hot juices spew into her mouth. At the same moment she unloaded a gigantic orgasm into the mouth of her lover.
Spasms shook Cindy's slender body as she unloaded her wad into Sara's eager mouth. At the same moment, Cindy greedily accepted Sara's love juices and swallowed them. Again and again the girls shot into each other's mouths. Moaning, thrashing about on the bed, sucking, sucking, sucking....
Afterward, they lay in each other's arms, glancing at each other with love in their eyes. "I love you, darling." "I love you, dear."
Cindy nestled into the loving embrace of the older girl. She sighed. Never in her wildest dreams had she ever thought she'd feel this way about another girl. She let her fingers wander around on Sara's titties. They were not nearly as solid as her own. A bit flabby from the wear and tear of time, but she enjoyed the feel of them. She enjoyed tweaking the nipples and watching them bounce around while she played with them.
"You're gonna get me all heated up again," warned Sara, kissing her and reaching over and tweaking Cindy's huge, solid melons.
"So...?" Cindy chuckled. "That's what we wanted, wasn't it? To get rid of the boys so we could be alone...?"
Sara frowned. "Speaking of the boys. Being alone. You mentioned something about you and me having a talk...?"
Cindy flushed. "Later. Let's have another round first. We have plenty of time to talk.... Reaching over, she drew one of Sara's titties into her mouth and began sucking it.
Sara gently disengaged the sucking bee from her tit. "Let's talk first. Suck later...?" She pushed Cindy's head back onto the pillow. "Come on, give. What's it all about? What were you and Alex cooking up while I was in here with Dave?" Suspicious looks swept to Sara's eyes.
Cindy gulped. She dreaded this moment and hoped she could put it off.
She couldn't. Sucking in a deep breath, she said, "Alex wants to marry me!"
Cindy braced herself for the expected onslaught. She was much smaller than Sara, but she was unafraid. She figured the best way to get the point across was to come right out in the open and pull no punches. Lay it on the line. Alex wanted to divorce Sara and marry Cindy. That was it and Sara had to know. If she wanted to rant and rave, tear things up and get dramatic ... so be it.
She stared at the older girl as the news sank in.
Sara bounced back as though she'd been slapped in the face. A tragic look possessed her sharp features. A look of fear leapt to her eyes. Her hands trembled. "Alex said that?" Her voice contained a measure of disbelief.
Cindy nodded. "While we were in the other room." She flushed, wishing the bed would fold up and disappear: with her in it. She hated this moment of truth and telling this girl she loved so much that her husband no longer wanted her. She reached out a tentative hand and touched Sara on the shoulder. "I'm sorry!"
Sara stared at her as though she wasn't seeing her. "You're sorry...?" Her voice was filled with anguish as her eyes filled with tears. At that moment Sara seemed detached from reality. Then, great sobs emanating from her throat, she threw herself down on a pillow and gave way to her emotions. "That no-good louse! That bastard! I knew he was leading up to this..." Sobs punctuated her phrases. Tears spilled forth, dampening the pillow.
Cindy stared miserably at the stricken girl, wondering what she could do to console her. She placed a hand on Sara's shoulder. Sara shook it off and scrootched away. Cindy got up, went over to an end table and poured a couple of drinks into glasses.
Stepping back to the bed, she handed one to Sara. "Here, drink this," she ordered.
Sara glared at her. Then, sitting up on the edge of the bed, she accepted the glass and downed the contents. She flung the empty glass across the room. It broke into many pieces against the far wall. "That lousy bastard!"
Cindy remained silent. Let Sara's rage run its course. There was nothing she could do.
Sara's rage finally subsided and the tears stopped flowing. Sara poured another round of drinks, then another. Her eyes were lackluster. She settled back on the edge of the bed again. "I knew this would happen someday. He's been leading up to it. Every new, young chick comes along, we go through an ordeal. But never quite this far." She eyed Cindy sharply. "He said he wanted to marry you?"
Cindy nodded, glad that Sara's immediate anger had gone.
"Do you want to marry him?"
Cindy flushed. "I really don't know, Sara. I'm not sure. Alex is a wonderful person, but..."
"Don't try to spare my feelings!" Sara said, sharply. "Let's get this out in the open. I could see the way he's been acting since he met you. That night out on the town when you and him ... the way his eyes light up when your name is mentioned. He's hooked on you. And he's rich. A millionaire. I knew someday a young thing would come along. But I never thought it would be you, Cindy ... Not after what we've been to each other....
Cindy dropped to her knees between Sara's legs and gathered the older girl's hands in hers. "That's what makes this whole thing so difficult, dear...."
"Oh...?" Hope sprung to Sara's eyes.
"I don't want to hurt you dear. I love you so much. That's why I wanted to talk to you and see if we can't work something out....
"Like what? You know Alex is rich. Even if he divorces me, and I get a big chunk of his dough, he'll have plenty left. That's what you want, isn't it?"
Cindy flushed. "How can you say such a thing!"
"Then what do you want?"
"I'm hoping we won't have to get married. That you and Alex won't get divorced. I'm thinking Alex really doesn't love me. I'm just a new, young chick to him and he wants me now. But will he want me a year from now? Two years? I think, deep down in his heart, he needs you, Sara. You understand him and you humor him. You give his head when he wants other girls. You ... you....
"Mother him?" Sara completed the sentence.
"Yes. He needs you, Sara. Girls like me'll come and go in his life. But he needs you to fall back on. To bolster him up. To cater to his whims."
"I know. That's why I go along with him. Let him have other girls. But you're the first one he's wanted to marry....
"I don't really want to marry him. But if I turn him down, without an out for him, he'll jump at the next girl that comes along and you'll be right back where you started, right?"
"So...?" Sara frowned. "You have a plan?"
Cindy nodded. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about."
"I'm listening."
"When I was at the Martin's last night, Harry made me a proposition. He asked me to move in with him."
Sara grinned. "Old horse-cock's been doing that for years. I lived with him for a week, myself, a few years ago. Before I married Alex. How much is the old boy paying now...?"
"He offered me two thousand a week."
Sara's eyes shot up. "Why that cheap bastard! He only gave me five hundred. I lasted one week. Most girls last one week. Some two. But what's this got to do with us?"
"I was thinking. Harry offered me money to move in with him. He'd of fucked the hell out of me for a week or two, then tossed me out on my ass...?"
"Right. So...?"
"I was thinking, you and Alex are rich. Maybe if I got an offer from you folks...?"
"What?" Sara's eyes bugged wide. "You expect us to match Harry's offer. Two thousand a week...?"
"No, silly. I wouldn't expect that much! What I had in mind was something else again. Alex thinks he's in love with me. If I'm here all the time, he can get me whenever he wants."
"You'd move in with us?" Sara frowned.
Cindy nodded. "That way you'd know exactly where Alex was and what he was doing. I figure if we were thrown together like that his crush for me will wear off in time. Maybe it'll last a month. A year. Two years....
"Hmmmm.... Sara's brow crinkled in thought. "You know, darling, you might have something. You move in with us for Alex's benefit. At the same time, I can shop around and get me a good looking young buck with a big cock to move in here and sleep with me. H'mmmm. It might just work out, at that....
Cindy pressed Sara's fingers, then let her own fingers tease around the massive mound of hair surmounting Sara's twat. She twirled her fingers through the mass of brown hair. "I think the plan has an added attraction you'll like, Sara..."
"Oh...?"
Cindy snuggled in between Sara's outstretched legs and rubbed her body against Sara's exposure. "Us...!"
"I gotcha!" Sara's eyes lit up. "Of course! If you move in here, you and I can get together every chance we get. We can suck each other off whenever we're in the mood!" Sara's eyes swept over Cindy hungrily. "I'd love that! You and me. Alex and whoever I bring in. We'll have a ball. It'll be fun.... Her eyes clouded. "D'ya think Alex'll go for it if he's got such hot pants to marry you?"
Cindy chuckled. "This'll be even better'n marrying. He'll have me, but he won't be tied down for life. Any time he wants me to leave, bingo, out I go!"
"There's one other thing we've completely overlooked, darling."
"What?"
"Your husband. What'll Dave do?"
Cindy crinkled her nose. "I've made up my mind about him. I'm going to leave him." Cindy told Sara about Dave offering to help her pack so she could move in with Harry. "He doesn't love me. He's money hungry. If we can get Alex to switch his stock market business to Dave, that ought to do it. Maybe give him a few thousand dollars to boot...?"
Sara nodded. "Money's the one thing we've plenty of. Which brings up a point. How much would you be expecting from Alex and me if you move in with us? We won't expect you to do it for nothing you know. You'll be giving up a lot."
Cindy shrugged. "Whatever you think I'm worth."
Sara squeezed Cindy's titties. "You're worth a million to me, darling, but let's settle for say...," Sara crinkled her brow thoughtfully. "... three thousand dollars a month "Wow!" Cindy nodded assent. "For that kind of money, I'll do anything you ask."
Sara spread her legs wide. "Then start right now. Suck me off." She edged her cunt upward.
"Yes, dear." Cindy eagerly stuck out her tongue and buried it into Sara's immense cunt.
From her kneeling position between Sara's legs, Cindy went after her lover's cunt. She wrapped her hands around Sara's buttocks and drew her closer. She slid Sara's feet up onto her back until the older girl was completely exposed to her. She shoved Sara on her back to allow more of the cunt and ass to come within sucking range.
Sara lay on her back and relaxed, humping her hips upward with each stroke of Cindy's tongue. "Do me good, darling. I love the way you suck me off. You've become such an expert. Dip your tongue into my asshole ... There. Like that! Oooooooh ... Aaaaaaaah!" she squealed. "It feels so good!"
Cindy, the busy sucking bee, worked out on Sara's cunt.
She felt herself heating up. She liked to suck cunts. It was almost as good as sucking cocks. While she sucked Sara off, her mind raced. If they could talk Alex into the deal, she'd have this big cunt at her beck and call. Sara was a hot bitch and Cindy could visualize the fun they'd have taking baths together and sleeping together. When Alex was out of the house, the two girls could run around in the nude, chasing each other all over, grabbing each other, kissing each other and rubbing their twats together.
Cindy gave a farewell kiss to the cunt, then scrootched up on top of Sara and mounted her like a man. She knelt between Sara's legs and rubbed her moist cunt against Sara's. "Make out I'm a man fucking you, dear....
"Yes. Yes." Sara entered into the game readily. "Fuck me, mister," she begged, kissing Cindy on the lips. "Make me feel that big, ole cock you got shoved into my cunt!" She humped upward, rubbing hard against Cindy's twat.
Cindy stroked hard and fast against Sara's sexpot. The two pair of vaginal lips rubbed together, causing untold pleasure to the recipients. "I'm fucking you, little girl!" moaned Cindy, eyes glazed. Lust and passion sweeping through her body like a tidal wave. "I've got my big cock in your tiny cunt, you little whore. It feels so good. You have such a tiny cunt. Haven't you ever been fucked before, little girl...?"
Sara lapsed into little girl talk, "No, you nasty man! I'm gonna tell my mommy what you're doing to me! Oh, it hurts so good. I love your big cock.... Sara's eyes were ablaze with lust.
Cindy rolled onto her back. It was her turn to pretend to be the little girl getting raped. "Don't you dare shove that big cock into me, mister.... She assumed the lisping voice of a pre-teenage girl.
"Just a little of it!" Sara pounded against Cindy's cunt with her moist twat. "It won't hurt, little girl. Honest." She shoved harder and kissed Cindy's lips. "You won't tell your Mommy that I'm fucking you, will you, darling...?" Sara's voice assumed a masculine note.
"Not if you promise to do it again and again....
"I will. I will." Sara rubbed harder and harder against Cindy's cunt. She moaned and thrashed around like a man with a hard-on. "I'm about to come!" she screamed. "Ready, little girl...?"
"Not this way!" Cindy scrambled around on the bed. She wrestled with Sara. "In our mouths!" she screamed.
In a trice they were linked in the sixty-nine position, both greedily sucking each other off. Both expert Lesbians giving their all to each other. Sucking, tonguing, fingering and teasing....
Cindy unloaded a gigantic orgasm in Sara's mouth.
Sara unloaded a gigantic orgasm in Cindy's mouth.
Both girls sucked, sucked, swallowed, swallowed, unaware they were no longer alone....
She felt herself heating up. She liked to suck cunts. It was almost as good as sucking cocks. While she sucked Sara off, her mind raced. If they could talk Alex into the deal, she'd have this big cunt at her beck and call. Sara was a hot bitch and Cindy could visualize the fun they'd have taking baths together and sleeping together. When Alex was out of the house, the two girls could run around in the nude, chasing each other all over, grabbing each other, kissing each other and rubbing their twats together.
Cindy gave a farewell kiss to the cunt, then scrootched up on top of Sara and mounted her like a man. She knelt between Sara's legs and rubbed her moist cunt against Sara's. "Make out I'm a man fucking you, dear....
"Yes. Yes." Sara entered into the game readily. "Fuck me, mister," she begged, kissing Cindy on the lips. "Make me feel that big, ole cock you got shoved into my cunt!" She humped upward, rubbing hard against Cindy's twat.
Cindy stroked hard and fast against Sara's sexpot. The two pair of vaginal lips rubbed together, causing untold pleasure to the recipients. "I'm fucking you, little girl!" moaned Cindy, eyes glazed. Lust and passion sweeping through her body like a tidal wave. "I've got my big cock in your tiny cunt, you little whore. It feels so good. You have such a tiny cunt. Haven't you ever been fucked before, little girl...?"
Sara lapsed into little girl talk, "No, you nasty man! I'm gonna tell my mommy what you're doing to me! Oh, it hurts so good. I love your big cock.... Sara's eyes were ablaze with lust.
Cindy rolled onto her back. It was her turn to pretend to be the little girl getting raped. "Don't you dare shove that big cock into me, mister.... She assumed the lisping voice of a pre-teenage girl.
"Just a little of it!" Sara pounded against Cindy's cunt with her moist twat. "It won't hurt, little girl. Honest." She shoved harder and kissed Cindy's lips. "You won't tell your Mommy that I'm fucking you, will you, darling...?" Sara's voice assumed a masculine note.
"Not if you promise to do it again and again....
"I will. I will." Sara rubbed harder and harder against Cindy's cunt. She moaned and thrashed around like a man with a hard-on. "I'm about to come!" she screamed. "Ready, little girl...?"
"Not this way!" Cindy scrambled around on the bed. She wrestled with Sara. "In our mouths!" she screamed.
In a trice they were linked in the sixty-nine position, both greedily sucking each other off. Both expert Lesbians giving their all to each other. Sucking, tonguing, fingering and teasing....
Cindy unloaded a gigantic orgasm in Sara's mouth.
Sara unloaded a gigantic orgasm in Cindy's mouth.
Both girls sucked, sucked, swallowed, swallowed, unaware they were no longer alone....
XII
Cindy was the first to become aware of the interloper. Being the bottom member of the duo locked in fond, loving embrace, accepting eagerly the love juices of each other, she was in a position to see what was going on in the world above. Sara had her head deeply immersed between Cindy's thighs, her tongue buried in the golden haired cunt, sucking at the spewing juices.
Flushing deeply and licking her tongue over her lips on which the come was still dripping, Cindy said. "Alex!" At that moment she wished the bed would open up and swallow her. She, Cindy, the blonde beauty, caught with her mouth on another girl's cunt!
Sara, sensing the moment of joy had come to an end, whirled around on the bed. The two girls sat up, red-faced and trying to cover their essentials with their hands. A look of guilt possessed both pretty faces.
"Well!" Alex's voice contained a measure of contempt. "So this is why you wanted us out of the house!" He shook his head. "A couple of queers!" He flashed a look of reproach at Cindy. "You, of all people!"
For the first time in a long time, Cindy was speechless. Normally she was a bubbly type person, full of fun and quick answers. A master at the jibe and the wise crack. A ready answer to any situation. Now, she was dumb.
Sara chirped. "I can explain." She was quicker on the recovery, possibly because she was older. Or because she understood her own husband.
Alex's look of reproach swept to her. "You can? I'd like to hear an explanation for this!" He waved a hand disgustedly at them. "Sucking each other off. Queers. Lesbians. Lez, I'd like to hear an explanation." He stood before them, arms akimbo. An expression of extreme doubt and disgust possessed his face.
Sara shrugged. "The explanation is simple." She wrapped an arm about her naked, quivering lover, and drew Cindy into her embrace. "We love each other. We like to suck each other off!" She smiled disarmingly.
"That's the explanation!" Alex shifted his look to Cindy. "You go along with that?"
Cindy pondered. Then, feeling the touch of Sara's loveliness in her arms, nodded. She snuggled up closer to the girl who'd introduced her to the new concept of love. She kissed Sara's lips and tweaked her titties. "We do love each other!" she said, defiance in her voice. In a way she was glad Alex had caught them in the act. It brought it right into the open.
Taken aback by the forthright answers, Alex was at a loss. Then, shaking his head, he headed for the door. "Guess this changes things between us, Cindy." He bestowed a reproachful look on her. "I won't bother you queers any longer. Resume your sucking. I'll go somewhere and find me a real girl....
"Hold it!" Sara's voice cut in sharply, staying his progress. "Come back here, you knothead!"
Alex retraced his steps, glaring down at them from his outraged height. "Yes?"
"Cindy and I had a long talk....
"Hah! Looks like you didn't have much time for talking!"
"Well, we did. And we've come up with a solution to our problems. Sit down and listen." Sara patted the wide expanse of the bed beside her.
Hesitating a moment, Alex, still wearing his expression of disgust, sat down.
"Cindy's going to leave Dave. She's going to move in with us."
"What...?"
"The way we got it figured, you think you want to divorce me and marry Cindy....
"Not now!" Alex interrupted, bestowing another contemptuous look at the blonde.
"Shut up and listen!" Sara's voice was sharp. "Stop worrying about what you caught us doing! That's the in thing to do among girls, whether you know it or not! All the girls do it behind their husband's backs. Anyway, Cindy'll move in with us. That means you can fuck her any time you want. And to make things even, I'll go out and latch onto a young buck to move in, also. He'll take care of me in the fucking department."
"Wha...?"
"That way, you'll have a chance to live with Cindy like man and wife without going through the marriage ceremony. If, after a few months, or maybe even a year, or two, you still feel you want to marry her, I'll agree to a divorce.... Sara hesitated.
Alex frowned. "Why would I want to marry a queer girl like her?"
"She's not queer! She's still all girl!" Reaching over, Sara spread Cindy's legs apart and exposed the glorious, golden-haired twat. "This little thing'll be all yours for as long as you want it!
"Or when you're not busy sucking it?" Alex jibed.
Sara shrugged. "So, well nibble at each other in between fucks, or when you're off somewhere. So what's that gonna hurt?"
The look of disdain and reproach began to fade from Alex's face. The sight of Cindy's gorgeous little cunt, pulsating and twitching like it Was begging for him to take action, chased away the feelings of revulsion that had swept over him. He knew that Sara was right. More and more of the girls were eating each other. It was becoming the accepted thing. The shock of finding Cindy doing it ... "Give me the rest of the details."
"When Cindy moves in with us, well give her three thousand dollars a month....
"Whew....
"And to make sure we get no repercussions from her husband, you'll agree to transfer your stock and bond account to his firm and let him manage it!"
"Why would I want to do that? I'm satisfied with the outfit that handles it now."
"It wouldn't make any difference who handles your account, would it...?"
Alex frowned. "Not really. I make most of the decisions on what stocks and bonds to buy. All companies charge the same commission. Dave is a good stock broker's account executive ... He makes money for his clients. No, I guess it could be worked out....
Sara's eyes lit up. "Good. Then it's a deal!"
"Just a minute." Alex held up a hand. "How do we know Dave'll agree to letting Cindy move in with us?"
"She's going over now, and break the news to him." Patting Cindy on the ass, Sara said, "On your way, dear. Go break the news to Dave, pack up your things and come back to stay. Alex, write out a check for her for three thousand. A month's pay in advance. She can show it to Dave to prove she's not kidding."
Alex went to the bureau and pulled out his checkbook. He handed a check to Cindy, who stuffed it into her purse while getting dressed. A measure of doubt remained with him. "I'm not too sure this is a good deal. I'm still shook from seeing you two in bed together. How do I know Cindy mightn't like you better? Want to do you all the time...?"
Cindy stopped dressing. She removed her panties and bra. Stepping over to Alex, she undressed him, item by item. By the time she had him stripped to the buff, he was thoroughly aroused. Dropping to her knees before him, she took his large prick into her hands and stroked it. Then she opened her mouth and let it slide in. She looked up at him, their glances meeting while she slowly drew his cock in and out of her mouth. "Does this answer your question...?" she murmured between licks.
"Wha...?"
"That way, you'll have a chance to live with Cindy like man and wife without going through the marriage ceremony. If, after a few months, or maybe even a year, or two, you still feel you want to marry her, I'll agree to a divorce.... Sara hesitated.
Alex frowned. "Why would I want to marry a queer girl like her?"
"She's not queer! She's still all girl!" Reaching over, Sara spread Cindy's legs apart and exposed the glorious, golden-haired twat. "This little thing'll be all yours for as long as you want it!
"Or when you're not busy sucking it?" Alex jibed.
Sara shrugged. "So, well nibble at each other in between fucks, or when you're off somewhere. So what's that gonna hurt?"
The look of disdain and reproach began to fade from Alex's face. The sight of Cindy's gorgeous little cunt, pulsating and twitching like it was begging for him to take action, chased away the feelings of revulsion that had swept over him. He knew that Sara was right. More and more of the girls were eating each other. It was becoming the accepted thing. The shock of finding Cindy doing it ... "Give me the rest of the details."
"When Cindy moves in with us, well give her three thousand dollars a month....
"Whew....
"And to make sure we get no repercussions from her husband, you'll agree to transfer your stock and bond account to his firm and let him manage it!"
"Why would I want to do that? I'm satisfied with the outfit that handles it now."
"It wouldn't make any difference who handles your account, would it...?"
Alex frowned. "Not really. I make most of the decisions on what stocks and bonds to buy. All companies charge the same commission. Dave is a good stock broker's account executive ... He makes money for his clients. No, I guess it could be worked out..."
Sara's eyes lit up. "Good. Then it's a deal!"
"Just a minute." Alex held up a hand. "How do we know Dave'll agree to letting Cindy move in with us?"
"She's going over now, and break the news to him." Patting Cindy on the ass, Sara said, "On your way, dear. Go break the news to Dave, pack up your things and come back to stay. Alex, write out a check for her for three thousand. A month's pay in advance. She can show it to Dave to prove she's not kidding."
Alex went to the bureau and pulled out his checkbook. He handed a check to Cindy, who stuffed it into her purse while getting dressed. A measure of doubt remained with him. "I'm not too sure this is a good deal. I'm still shook from seeing you two in bed together. How do I know Cindy mightn't like you better? Want to do you all the time...?"
Cindy stopped dressing. She removed her panties and bra. Stepping over to Alex, she undressed him, item by item. By the time she had him stripped to the buff, he was thoroughly aroused. Dropping to her knees before him, she took his large prick into her hands and stroked it. Then she opened her mouth and let it slide in. She looked up at him, their glances meeting while she slowly drew his cock in and out of her mouth. "Does this answer your question...?" she murmured between licks.
"That a'girl, Cindy," applauded Sara kneeling beside her and watching intently while the teenage blonde sucked her husband's prick.
Cindy sucked him to a fine hardness. Then she arose and eased Alex onto a straight-backed chair. Facing him, she settled herself onto his immense prick and sat on it, feeling it squish into her cunt. It felt good this way. She rubbed her enormous tits against his bare chest. Bending over, she kissed him on the lips. "I love the feel of your prick in my cunt," she whispered, squirming around on his lap and easing up and down on his wang.
"You're not really queer?" he asked.
"Only when I'm with your wife. I'll be truthful, Alex. I love sucking her off, and having her suck me. But, shucks, that's nothing compared to the feel of a cock. A real man. You get me so hot, you horny bastard. You got the best prick. You know damned well I'm not queer. I love men and I love cocks. But there's nothing wrong with girl-love. It adds spice."
Alex shoved up and down into her cunt while moving about on the chair. He played with her titties and rammed his cock harder and harder into her cunt. "One thing we'll have to get straight, girls!"
"Yes?" Cindy and Sara chorused.
"I have first crack at Cindy at all times?" He bestowed a severe glance at them.
"But, of course!" they both said.
"Both you girls will be my love slaves? Do exactly as I say, without hesitation, without argument?" Alex laid out the terms of the contract.
"Yes, master."
"Yes, master."
Alex smiled for the first time since entering the bedroom and finding the cunt-lappers in action. "Good. Then, it's a deal." He kissed Cindy, then his wife. "Cindy, get up off my prick!" he ordered.
Cindy obeyed. "Yes, master."
"Bend over and touch your toes."
Cindy bent over and touched her toes.
"Ream her asshole out with your tongue, Sara," he ordered.
Sara bent instantly to the assigned task. She stuck her tongue deeply into Cindy's asshole. Then she reamed it with her fingers. Before long she had it enlarged and gooey.
Alex bent over to examine the reamed-out asshole. He smiled approval, then abruptly shoved his big prick into Cindy's upturned asshole. He grabbed her by the hips to keep her from getting away. He shoved his hard-on deeper.
Cindy moaned and bit back a cry of pain. Slaves do not show emotion before their masters. She wiggled around and adjusted to the immense cock being shoved into her ass.
"You like it?" Alex asked.
"Love it!" squealed Cindy, humping back hard against the immense cock. Her asshole felt gooey and mess, but she loved the feeling anyway.
"It's a shitty mess!" observed Alex. So ... : "I want you to swing around and take it in your mouth," ordered Alex. "Now...!" He pulled from the hole.
Cindy swung around and accepted the shitty stick into her mouth. She made a wry face, but sucked it.
Alex pulled the stick from her mouth before it was cleaned off. "Now you suck it, Sara," he ordered.
Sara instantly dropped to her knees and drew her husband's shitty dick into her mouth, sucking greedily at it. In between slurps she murmured, "It's been so long since you've done this to me, Alex. H'mmmmm. I love it. Oooooh. Aaaaaah. It's so big. Please come in my mouth...? Like you used to...?" she begged, between sucks.
Alex pounded his cock into his wife's mouth. "You filthy slut. You cunt-lapper. You cock-sucker. You queer bitch!" His lust mounted with every lunge. Suddenly he disengaged his cock from the eagerly sucking pair of lips. "I don't want to come this way!"
Reaching over, he grabbed Cindy in his arms, hoisted her off her feet and tossed her onto the bed. "This is what I want!" he said, kneeling between Cindy's thighs.
"Me, too!" squealed Cindy, bracing herself for the onslaught. Man, was he ever hot and big! Alex's prick almost matched horse-cock Harry's in size!
Without preamble, Alex shoved his cock into Cindy's , tiny cunt. The action spread the little opening wide, making a squishing sound when it entered.
Cindy moaned and beat back a cry of pain. It hurt. The big cock ravished her tiny slot, filling it to capacity and shoving out the velvety sides. Sinking deeper and deeper into her womb, it found new depths.
Cindy humped wildly under the thrashing of the sex-mad man. She'd never seen him like this before. His normal gentleness had given way to unrestrained lust.
"You filthy bitch! You little slut! You cunt-lapper! You cocksucker!" Alex lavished choice words of lust on her while he slammed into her cunt. "I'll make you earn every cent of the three thousand dollars, you filthy whore! I'll fuck you so much, you'll never have a free moment," he bragged. "You won't have time to suck my wife's crotch! I'll keep you busy, goddamn you!"
"Yes, dear!" Cindy met his thrusts and matched his rhythm. She kissed his hot lips and stroked his shoulders. She slapped his bare back, wrapped her legs about him and drew him in deeper. Deeper. Harder. Harder. Humped up. Up. Up. Down. Down. Down. "Oooooh ... Aaaaaaah ... this is the best fucking I've ever had....
"I'm gonna come!" Alex screamed.
"Right with you, master!" Cindy humped harder and harder. Then, when she felt him spewing into her cunt hole, she too, unloaded a gigantic orgasm. Love liquid spilled into her box, filling it to overflowing.
Cindy sighed, moaned and thrashed around in ecstasy. This was the best ever. If this was a sample of what was to be, she was glad she'd decided to go through with it. Finally the passion ebbed. The two lovers lay side by side, panting, sighing and eyeing each other in wonderment "Wow!" Alex said. His chest was heaving. He was almost breathless. His prick was a sad, dejected limp thing, struggling vainly to remain hard, but losing stiffness with every passing second.
"Wow!" repeated Cindy, snuggling up to him, touching the head of his cock. Reaching past Alex, she placed her fingers on Sara's lips. Sara had joined them on the bed to watch the action. Now, she lay next to Alex, a pleased look on her face. "Your husband is quite a fucker!" Cindy chuckled.
"Yeah, I know!" Sara snuggled up to Alex. "There, I told you Cindy's not queer. Not after the way she just gave you a ride."
Alex nodded. He was beat. "I guess you girls are right. You're loving each other isn't gonna hurt a thing."
Alex staggered to his feet. He poured a round of drinks. Sipping at his drink, he said, generously. "This is gonna work out just fine. Seeing you two girls like I did sure got me charged up." He pointed at his prick. "Since I'm temporarily petered out, I won't mind a bit if you two have another go at each other's cunts. Go ahead. Suck each other off. It might get it up again!"
Sara looked hopefully at Cindy, but Cindy shook her head. "I should get back to Dave and break the news to him before he comes over here to see what happened to me."
Alex nodded. "You're right. Tell him, I'll be looking him up in a day or two at his firm. I'll start transferring my business to his outfit. That oughta make him happy."
Cindy frowned. "It should, but I don't know how hell take to the idea of me leaving him....
Alex reached for his clothes. "Perhaps I should go with you ... : Cindy shook her head. "No. I'll handle it." She hopped from the bed. "You two keep heated up. I'll be back." She slid into her clothes and straightened herself up. She left the room with a big smile on her face.
But deep inside, she felt a fear....
Cindy drove Dave's car to their apartment. She planned on driving her own back to Alex's after breaking the news to Dave. She didn't relish the idea of popping in on him and telling him she was leaving him. At times, Dave had a wicked temper.
He eyed her curiously when she entered the living room. He was sprawled on the couch, wearing nothing but his bathrobe. He was pretending to read a book and watch television. "Well, there you are! I was about to go over and see what happened to you. Where've you been?"
From force of habit, Cindy began straightening up the room. She was a tidy person, neat and orderly. "You know where I've been. With Alex and Sara."
"He left here over an hour ago. I figured you'd be here before this."
"We were talking."
"About what?"
"Your handling his account, for one thing."
Dave's eyes lit up. "How'd you make out?"
Cindy nodded. "He said to tell you hell be at your office in a day or two to arrange for transferring his money to your outfit. He went along with it."
Dave leaped to his feet. Grabbing her about the waist, he danced her around. "I knew he couldn't resist you, hon. Wow! That'll mean plenty of dough for me. That guy speculates with stocks like mad. And I'll be getting my commission on each sale.... Bending over, Dave kissed her. "Thanks, hon." He let his fingers rove up under her short skirt and tweaked her on the twat. "You have to give him a sample of this to get the deal through? " Cindy pushed him away. "You know damned well that was part of the deal. You must be proud of yourself. Peddling your own wife....
"Aw, gee, hon. It was business. We both benefited. I got the account. You got fucked by a strange prick. Alex's not all that bad, is he?"
"He's more of a man than you'll ever be!" Cindy edged away from his groping fingers. Leaving the room, she went to her bedroom.
Dave followed. En-route, he shed his bathrobe. He eased her onto the bed. "Let me prove how much man I am. You've made me so happy, hon." He fumbled with her clothes.
Cindy lay on the bed passively, neither encouraging nor discouraging him. Before long, he had her stripped bare.
Dave paused and glanced down at his lovely wife. "You're beautiful, hon." He placed his fingers on her melons and played with them.
"Alex thinks so, too."
Dave frowned. "Let's not talk about him any more. From now on in, it's just you and me." He kissed her titties.
"You're forgetting another thing, Dave...?" "What...?."
"Harry's offer of two thousand a week for me to move in with him...?"
"Gee, that's right." Dave stopped sucking tits, and sat on the bed beside her. "Two thousand bucks a week. That's a lot of money.... He eyed her archly. "Well...?"
"You really want me to?" Cindy forced the tone of her voice to be calm, matter-of-fact-like. No emotion.
Dave's eyes lit up. "Two weeks. Four thousand bucks...?" He eyed her pleadingly.
Cindy hopped from the bed. Her mind was made up. This was the last straw. She'd been hoping against hope that Dave might have changed. She knew now that he wasn't about to change. She went to the closet, pulled out her suitcases and opened them on the bed. "Help me pack," she ordered.
"Sure, hon." Leaping to his feet, Dave helped her fill the suitcases. He babbled, "It'll only be for a week or two.
Then well be back together for good. After that, no more swaps. No more loaning you out. No other guys for you. No other girls for me. Just the two of us...." He rambled on with his empty promises.
"Sure. Sure." Dave kissed her lightly. He was charged with excitement at the thought of being four thousand dollars richer and the handling of Alex's big stock account. Money signs danced around in her mind. "I'll call you up at Harry's in a few days and see how you're making out. Maybe take a run over and see you there. Me and Rubi..."
"Don't bother!" Cindy picked up her bags and headed for the door. Dave was still naked. "No? Why not?"
"Because I won't be at Harry's place!"
Dave frowned. "You won't? Where...?"
"I'm moving in with Alex and Sara. For good! I'm leaving you, Dave. I'll file for the divorce. You'll be hearing from my lawyer. Goodbye!" Cindy kicked the door shut behind her when she left the apartment.
For a fleeting moment, she had a glimpse of Dave's face and the look of shocked amazement that had swept to his features.
Shoving her suitcases into the back seat of her little sports car, Cindy headed across town.
Headed toward two people who really loved her. One a man with an immense cock. The other a girl with an immense cunt.
