Archie Flood was a Peeping Tom with a burning desire to become part of the scenes he had so often witnessed. Moving silently from window to window, night after night, the young voyeur learned the whys and wherefores of all kinds of sexual variations. It came as no great surprise to him when he finally learned, with the help of his horny maid, that his own brother and sister-in-law were swingers, and that they wanted to include him in their sex games. Regarding the swap scene that Archie soon plunged into, William and Jerrye Breedlove write in their book, The Swinging Set: "One out of every five couples, regardless of age, will question each other about this situation, and one out of ten couples will feel out their friends to see how they feel about it, hoping for sympathetic hearings."
I
The bedroom light went on. Archie Flood grinned, outside in the darkness. The drapes were parted just enough to give him a perfect view. He could see all of the big bed and almost all of the bedroom. He held his breath for a few seconds. Would she notice the parted drapes?
She sat down on the bench before the dressing table without looking at the window. He let out a little sigh of relief. He could watch and admire her lovely body until she went to bed. Maybe as long as ten minutes. Sometimes she brushed her brown hair that long. Then, if his luck was running good, her husband would come in and they'd have sex without noticing the parted drapes and without turning the light off.
That had happened twice. But even if he didn't get to see any real action it was worth the time he'd spent waiting just to look at her beautiful nakedness. It was early. Not even eleven o'clock. He had plenty of time to make his regular rounds. Sometimes it was after midnight before he even got to see what he was seeing right then. At times he had to go home without even seeing anything exciting.
The voluptuous young woman picked up the brush with her right hand. He was glad. He had a side view, from her left, and he liked to watch her tantalizing titties jiggle as she ran the brush over her hair. Sometimes he thought her breasts were just about the prettiest he'd ever seen, peeking through his many windows.
They weren't too big like some. Nor were they too small like others. They didn't sag at all. They were high on her chest and yet there was enough firm flesh to make them jut out. He really liked them. The husband really liked them, too. That guy was crazy about his wife's twin beauties. She was, too. A few times, he'd watched her play with them before the man entered the bedroom.
She'd cupped them, lifting them even higher, and flicked her tongue against the tips. That always made him hot as hell. She'd never really sucked on them, like a few females he's watched, though.
He'd seen quite a few girls and even older women rubbing their fingers over their stiff nipples. He's even experimented arid found that he got pleasure from rubbing and pinching his own small nubs. It always caused little tingling sensations to ripple back and forth between them and his pecker.
Even when his prick wasn't hard it felt good. He could imagine how much better it probably felt when a female did it to bigger nipples and felt the tingling in her pussy.
The young wife had a very nice ass. It was kind of spread out against the leather seat, but when she was standing and walking it wasn't too wide. The cheeks bounced and swayed provocatively, even when they were covered. And she could sure wriggle her beautiful butt when she was getting her gun.
Or while she was just being screwed and building to a climax, for that matter. So many of the females just kind of wriggled or squirmed right at the last, after letting the male do all the work. It was a lot more fun to watch one when he knew for sure that she was enjoying herself.
The man entered the bedroom. He was tall and had broad shoulders. He didn't have much hair on his muscular body. He looked to be about five years older than his lovely wife, maybe twenty-eight, and his features were handsome. He was naked. His pecker, a little bigger than average, was only about half hard.
He walked up behind his wife, caressed her shoulders, then slipped his hands down and squeezed her titties. She smiled and put the brush down. His pecker began to lift into a stiff erection. She put one hand back and touched his hardness. She said something and the man grinned and released her breasts. Then he went over and stretched out on the bed, his prick poking toward the ceiling.
Archie couldn't hear anything. It was summer and the window was closed because of air-conditioning. He liked it better when the weather was just right to have the windows open. Or when the homes only had fans to cool the air.
Sometimes the talk was almost as interesting as the sights. He never failed to marvel at the words and phrases that could escape the lips of the so-called decent females. But then he never failed to marvel at what the so-called decent females did to and with the males.
Now that he saw anything wrong with what they did. It was just that he'd learned long before that appearances were seldom what they seemed to be. He didn't know this young woman, this particular couple, but he did know some females and males far better than they thought he did.
That was one of the main reasons he found peeking so fascinating. Seeing people with their clothes on, going about their everyday lives, and then seeing them as they really were was much more enlightening than reading books.
According to the law, he didn't have a right to be peeking, of course. He had sense enough to know that. But he wasn't doing the people any harm. And he'd never tell anybody about the things he'd seen. He'd often thought about keeping a diary or journal, but even if he got around to doing that, he'd change the names.
Not that he even knew all that many names. Most of the victims of his voyeurism were just faces and bodies; males and females practicing the various forms of sex with no knowledge of a greedy-eyed witness.
The naked young wife had returned to brushing her short brown hair. Her full lips weren't moving, but Archie was sure that she was counting the strokes. Soon, if his luck held out, he'd be getting his kicks as she thrilled to the strokes or thrusts of her husband's hard penis.
He had no reason to doubt that they were married. They behaved like the other married couples he spied on. He'd scouted the house and observed them reading and watching television in the living room. He'd been disappointed to find that it was impossible to see into the bathroom. That, at some of the homes, was his best vantage point. A tub of water seemed to be the favorite place for masturbation for both males and females....
Archie instinctively stepped to one side as the lovely woman put the brush down and stood up. His basic fear of being discovered seldom allowed him to be caught off guard. No matter what he was watching, or how hot he got while excitedly observing the hot scenes, he was always poised to flee on a moment's notice.
The experience of five years had given him a kind of sixth sense where danger was concerned. The older he'd gotten, the more aware he'd become of the risks involved. He'd always known in which direction he'd run if it was necessary; and for the past two years he hadn't gotten careless enough to make it necessary to even start to run.
Cautiously peering between the parted drapes again, Archie saw that the nude beauty had perched her butt on the side of the bed. The fingers of one of her hands were wrapped around the base of the man's stiff shaft and they were talking. He wished that he could hear what they were saying.
They'd only recently moved into the neighborhood. The other two times he'd been fortunate enough to be there at the perfect time, they'd only screwed. The man was on top and it lasted maybe five minutes. They'd seemingly blasted off together. He'd hopefully waited until they'd returned from the bathroom, but both times they'd turned the light out and he's assumed that they'd gone back to bed and sleep.
Now, as the woman twisted her upper body around and watched her fingers sliding up and down on the man's rigid rod, Archie sensed that he was in for a special treat. He'd witnessed the more intimate sexual activities many times. And by those people he would never have suspected of indulging in the more off-beat acrobatics, so he wasn't surprised when the young beauty leaned over and blew lightly on the man's poking prick.
Archie felt his penis swelling and lifting against his shorts and black sweat pants. He was also wearing a black sweat shirt and a pair of tennis shoes he'd deliberately let get dirty-black. He'd been a cross-country runner in high school. Some people thought he was a nut for running on the sidewalks and streets all hours of the day and night. He not only liked the exercise, but it gave him a good excuse if one was needed.
The woman had started jabbing her tongue and kissing the swollen head of the man's thrusting tool. One of his hands was fondling her titties and the other was caressing her back and shoulders. His eyes were closed. His lips moved, forming words, and her lips parted in a laugh. Then her mouth opened wide and engulfed the big knob. He lurched upward and then settled his butt back down upon the mattress.
She took more and more into her mouth, then began to slowly move her lips up and down on the entire length of the glistening hardness. The pleasure he was experiencing was plainly registering on the man's face.
Archie knew that she was getting pleasure from doing it. He'd seen a few men practically force their women to go down like that, and he could tell when some females just did it as a kind of favor, usually so that the men would reciprocate.
The man opened his eyes and said something. The woman continued for a few seconds and then stopped sucking and lifted her face. They talked for two or three minutes, both smiling and even laughing now and then. Archie wondered what could be so important that it'd have to be discussed at such a time.
The woman removed her fingers from the man's turgid dick and quickly stretched out on the bed. She was on her side, facing him, and he rolled over and put his arms around her. They embraced, kissing and pressing their naked bodies together. Archie couldn't really tell, but he was sure that the penetration hadn't been made.
Soon the man rolled the woman over on her back. They broke the kiss and he started fondling and kissing her thrusting titties. His mouth closed over a nipple and one of his hands slipped down along her slowly squirming body until his fingers were gripping a rounded hip.
She put her hands on the top of his head and gave a little push. He trailed his mouth down to her belly button and Archie could see his tongue jabbing and licking. Archie felt his own passion soaring higher and higher.
His other hand left her lovely breasts and slipped down to a sleek-looking hip. He was on his knees between her legs, his butt lifted high in the air. Archie didn't waste more than a glance at the stiff pecker and jiggling balls.
The woman's knees lifted and parted further. The man slipped his hands around under her and clasped her writhing ass. Her fingers dug into his scalp. He scooted his knees toward the foot of the bed. Then he skirted right around the dark brown pussy hairs and began kissing and licking her inner thighs.
Archie, realizing that his nose was touching the window, quickly pulled his face back. Angry at himself for being so careless, he glanced around in all directions to make sure he was still safe. When he looked again, the man's face was buried against the lurching cunt and there wasn't any doubt about the fact that the woman was popping her cookies.
Her head was rolling back and forth on the mattress, making her hair swirl. Her pretty face was passion-contorted. Her ass was wriggling wildly and her long legs were slung over his shoulders. Her heels beat a tattoo on his lower back and buttocks. The man kept right on giving her pleasure with his mouth and tongue until she went limp.
She removed her hands from his head and swung her legs free of his body. He lifted and walked on his knees until he was snuggled in between her thighs. She put one hand down to guide his poking prick. He pushed in all the way and lowered his chest against her jutting mounds. She pulled his wet mouth to hers.
Archie, his thrusting tool throbbing, watched the heated session until the man and woman jerked and jolted together spasmodically. He didn't touch his pulsating penis. It'd been at least six months since he'd beat his meat while watching; and almost three years since he'd shot off without touching his pecker with his hands.
As soon as the couple went completely limp, he left the window and moved silently across the backyard. He stayed in the darker shadows and jumped over the low fence at the rear of the property. There was an alley in that residential area. He trotted along, moving in the direction of his home, his penis rapidly returning to a limber state.
He hadn't wanted to stay out too late and the thrilling sights he'd already seen had temporarily soothed the demanding mental desires that had sent him prowling through the darkness. He was anxious to get home and ease the physical tensions his peeping had caused. But the habit of years wouldn't let him pass the places where he'd actually observed erotic activities in the recent past.
Being in territory he'd covered so often, he didn't even have to worry about dogs. There was an ordinance against letting dogs run loose, but even the few not tied recognized him as a friend and seldom even barked. At times he even had trouble keeping one or more of the friendly animals from prowling right along with him.
Archie scouted three houses in that many blocks with no luck. Seeing lights in what he knew was a bedroom, he took his time approaching the lighted window. The shade was pulled down over one window and drapes were drawn over the second.
The third window had a shade pulled down, but it lacked about two inches of reaching the bottom. He practiced his usual caution and then stared at the couple on the bed. They were reading, their heads propped on pillows, a sheet covering their lower bodies.
The middle-aged man was wearing pajamas; the younger woman was wearing a nightgown. Archie was sure that if they got a piece before going to sleep it'd take longer for them to get started than he wanted to wait. The man's dick wasn't making a tent and he didn't even have his hand on it. The woman seemed more interested in reading than in sex.
Archie was sorry to miss seeing them in action. He'd watched them maybe a dozen times during the past year. Luckily being there at the right time, somewhere between nine and midnight, he'd always been fascinated by the way they licked each other all over.
First, the woman would tongue and lick the man's muscular body. She hardly missed an inch. He'd even get on his stomach so that she could get at him back there. Then, after he'd rolled back over, she'd sucked on his long prick for a few minutes while he'd tongue and lick her all over.
She had short red hair on her head and shorter red hair around her twat. She was a big woman. Big all over. Big tits and a big ass. The man really went for her big ass. He'd have her get on her hands and knees, while he sniffed around for maybe a minute or two. Then he'd jab his tongue in the hole so many men carefully avoided.
After a few minutes of doing that, with the big gal wriggling excitedly, he'd prong her. In her pussy first, and then between the cheeks of her big ass. He'd always lasted a long time, too. A hell of a lot longer than most men could last, engaged in anal intercourse.
Archie made his way back to the alley. He wasn't too disappointed about missing out on the action. His pecker had lifted while looking at the couple and thinking about the exciting things he'd seen them doing. But he was in a hurry to get home where he had a gal waiting who'd do anything he wanted her to do.
Trotting along the alley to the next street, Archie turned right and loped along the sidewalk. He saw a few lighted windows he would've liked to check, but he forced himself to keep right on going. He had to get some rest that night.
He had to break into a fast run to keep from checking one bathroom window, though. A lovely young woman usually left the shade up while she bathed. Her titties were just about perfect. She could really perform some fancy tricks in a tub about half full of water....
Archie saw the blue light from the revolving turret of a police patrol car. He slowed until he was doing little more than walking.
"Hi, Archie. Still at it, I see!"
He grinned, held his head up to shade his eyes from the bright beam from the flashlight, and called, "I'm heading for a shower now!"
"You'll make the Olympic games yet!"
He waved, the bright light left his face and the patrol car cruised on down the street. Sometimes it was good to be known as something of a screwball, he thought, stretching his legs out into the long strides that's earned him the state cross-country championship his last year in high.
The remaining twelve blocks were covered swiftly and without incident. His room was in the rear and on the second floor of the large house. The lights were all out in front. He went around in back and saw that all the windows there were dark too. Smiling to himself, he cat-footed to the tree he usually used when going and coming on his peeping excursions.
There was a back porch. The roof was almost flat. Leaping and grabbing a low hanging branch, he easily swung himself up until he was sitting on the branch. Standing, he grabbed the next branch above and just as easily swung up and landed on the roof on his feet. There were three windows over-looking the roof. The one to his room, another leading to a bathroom, and a third leading to a bedroom occupied by the maid.
He padded over to the maid's bedroom window. There was enough light from the stars and a street light for him to see her on the bed. She was on her back, seemingly asleep, and the sheet was pushed down to her waist. Her naked breasts were big and firm and stuck up and out like melons.
Archie hesitated, licking his lips and feeling his pecker lifting. He knew that the window wasn't locked and that he still might enter that way, but he needed and wanted a shower. Pulling his greedy gaze from the thrusting titties, he hurried to his bedroom window.
He'd left it up. He stepped through, holding the curtains aside, and then undressed without turning on the light. Naked, his big cock about half hard, he opened the door leading to the hall. He was sure that there weren't any guests in the other bedrooms, so he wasn't worried about being seen.
His older brother seldom ventured upstairs, even during the day; and Vernon's wife had no reason for coming upstairs at night. Tessie was too lazy to climb the stairs all that often, anyhow, Archie thought, wishing that he didn't have a reason for disliking his sister-in-law.
But she didn't have any business looking at him the way she did. Her eyes would kind of glow and get that greedy-sexy look he'd seen in so many female eyes. She was always glancing down at the front of his pants. Sometimes even when Vernon was around. Did she think Vernon was stupid? Did she think he was? He certainly didn't want to have anything to do with his own sister-in-law! Even if she did have a swell shape.
It'd been a long time since he'd peeked at her, though. About a year. And that had just happened without planning. He'd always tried to keep clear of the windows of his own home. But he'd passed by the bathroom at night and-well, she'd left the shade up a couple of inches.
She'd been in the bathtub. He looked at her boobies for maybe five minutes. That was about all he could see. The twin jutting mounds had been beautiful. They still were, he guessed. He'd started getting a hard-on when she'd started playing with her titties. She'd rubbed the nipples and pinched them. Then one of her hands had gone down between her legs.
He'd been unable to resist the urge to take his throbbing tool out. He'd beat his meat, watching her finger herself to and through a climax. Her passion-contorted features had really turned him on. He'd shot his load out on the ground within seconds after she'd limply sagged.
He was sure that the way he'd looked at her the next day had had something to do with the looks she'd started giving him. He'd been trying to figure out if she was all that sexy hot or if Vernon just hadn't been keeping up with his homework. He still hadn't made up his mind about that. He'd just about decided that Tessie had interpreted his glances as being admiration and a desire for her body.
Maybe she hadn't been so far off. She hadn't. But that was only natural. She was an attractive female, he'd seen exactly how passionate she could get and it would've been unnatural for him not to think his thoughts. But she had no excuse for sizing him up as if she were looking over a possible sex-partner. She was married, she had Vernon, and since then he'd seldom let her catch him even looking her way.
After all, she was a relative. No blood kin, of course, but old staid and stodgy Vernon would probably have a fit if he even suspected that his wife had the hots for his younger brother. Not that Vernon was really all that old.
He was thirty-five. Tessie was thirty. They'd been married seven years. Two years after the accident, after their parents had been killed in a car smash-up, Vernon had brought Tessie home.
That had caused still another drastic change in his life. There'd been an elderly woman, a Mrs. Skinner, who'd lived in and kept house for two years. He'd liked her very much. She'd been like a mother, almost. But then Tessie had moved in and Mrs. Skinner had left. At twelve, he guessed he had been a little sassy, because Mrs. Skinner had petted him a lot, but for no real reason Tessie had taken an immediate dislike for him.
Treating him nice when Vernon was around, then bawling him out and calling him a brat for the least little thing when his brother wasn't home, Tessie had soon had her dislike returned. But they'd drifted into a state of truce, without any actual words being exchanged, and during the years they'd learned to tolerate each other.
Lost in his thoughts, Archie padded along the hallway, entered the bathroom, turned the light on and closed the door. He adjusted the spray of the water in the shower stall. He was snapped out of his reverie by the sudden realization that he'd come dangerously close to spending too much time soaping his heavy balls and rigid rod.
Quickly turning and facing the spray of water rinsing the soap from his turgid flesh, he hoped that he wouldn't catch himself thinking of his sister-in-law while screwing the maid.
II
Juanita was still on her back, the sheet down around her waist. The old house had never been air-conditioned upstairs, but there was a cool breeze coming through a window she'd left open. Leaving the bathroom after giving himself a brisk rubdown, his big penis still jutting, Archie had tried the door and found it unlocked.
Silently snapping the night-lock after entering, and fleetingly wondering why she sometimes locked the door and sometimes didn't, Archie glided to the side of the bed. He didn't think it'd be wise to turn the light on. Not that Juanita would care. But he could see quite well, and Vernon or Tessie might walk up, see the light shining through the window and think the maid had gotten ill or something.
He wasn't ashamed, but he didn't want them to know that he was having sex with the hired help. And that didn't have anything to do with the fact that Juanita was a Mexican. She could've been an American, white or black, and he wouldn't've wanted them to know. They might think that he'd taken advantage of her because she worked there-and it hadn't been like that at all.
Juanita had been living there about six months. Before that they'd had mostly older women coming to do the housework and most of the cooking and then returning home at night. New to the town, and the country, Juanita didn't have a home.
She could speak English very well, but she didn't talk much. She was twenty-five. He'd always heard and read that most Mexican girls didn't keep their figures after they were out of their teens, if that long. That wasn't true in her case. She still had a gorgeous shape.
With her dark brown skin, perfect white teeth, black flashing eyes, big breasts, long legs, firm fanny, and tight pussy-she was a delight to hold and behold. There'd been a lot of thrilling firsts with her. He'd finally had a chance to try just about all the erotic activities he'd been secretly observing for such a long time.
And a good thing about it was the fact that she'd approached him first. In fact, he hadn't even thought about trying to make her. He'd thought about how it might be to have sex with her, of course-as he could rip off a mental piece with just about any female-but he hadn't intended on trying to turn his fantasies into reality.
She'd been there less than a week when she'd purposely walked in on him in the bathroom. (She'd admitted the purposely part later). It'd been in the evening. Not used to having anybody around upstairs, he hadn't locked the door. Pretending that she hadn't known he was in there, she'd brought in a stack of clean towels.
He'd just stepped from the shower stall and was drying his back. He'd had his usual erection and had been wondering if he'd finally have to jack-off before it'd go down. That'd happened plenty of times in the past. He'd never had a regular source of relief. He was basically shy and he'd never used any force, physically, and verbally he'd always backed off if there were protests.
Juanita, her blazing black eyes fixed on his jutting joystick, had dropped the towels and then rushed forward and dropped to her knees without a word. He'd been surprised and startled, but he hadn't backed away from the clutching fingers.
With soft little moans and whimpering sounds from deep within her throat, the pretty maid had excitedly fondled his heavy, hanging balls and his thrusting and throbbing cock. Then she'd opened her mouth and engulfed the big knob in one swift motion.
He'd never had a blow-job. He'd watched plenty of girls and women sucking on pricks, and a few times he'd unexpectedly spied upon males going down on each other, but he hadn't been prepared for the wondrous sensation the greedy mouth and tongue produced.
He'd dimly thought about what a damn shame it was that he'd had to wait until he was nineteen to experience such thrilling pleasure. Soon he'd made up his mind that if he ever got married he'd make sure beforehand that his wife was, and was going to always be, completely uninhibited.
Soon, Juanita had started taking more and more of his stiff shaft in her greedy mouth and practically down her throat. Her tongue had been a wild thing, darting, jabbing, swirling and poking at the little hole in the end of his seven-inch penis.
He'd entangled his fingers in her silky-soft black hair and thrust along with her lavish worship. Because that was what it'd been. She'd sucked in a manner that plainly proved that she felt she was performing an act of homage.
He'd tried to warn her that he was about to come by pushing against her head. She'd slipped her hands around and grabbed his tensed buttocks, at the same time taking just about all of his pulsating prick and sucking even more greedily. (Later, when he'd had time for reflection, he'd thought about the truth that the final tell-tale expansion had told her what was going to happen-and how silly it'd been of him to think that she might not want the sticky stuff spurting into her mouth).
He hadn't shot his wad in all that many cunts, nor all that many times, but the explosive finish in Juanita's hot mouth had compared favorably with those ecstatic climaxes. It'd been an experience to remember, all right, but, still, he'd enjoyed the second spurting ejaculation of the evening just a little more.
That second time had been in Juanita's clasping cunt. And it hadn't been very long before he'd been buried balls deep between the sexy gal's eagerly parted legs. His big dick had remained ramrod stiff even after she'd sucked and sucked and drained it dry.
Pleased surprise had registered in her glowing black eyes and on her pretty flushed face. "Let's put this big beautiful thing in my tunnel of love," she'd whispered. The words hadn't sounded the least bit silly to him; nor had he been upset by the fact that she hadn't spit his sperm from her mouth. (Due to his spying, that hadn't seemed unusual to him, because most of the cocksuckers he'd seen had swallowed).
They went to her room. She had left the light on, since it was early and the shades were pulled, and he stretched out on the bed and watched her get as naked as he was. Tessie had always insisted upon even the elderly maids or housekeepers wearing white uniforms. Juanita had been wearing a white half-slip, white panties and a white brassiere under her uniform.
All that white, the contrast with her dark skin had somehow made her flawless flesh even more desirable. He'd decided right then that sooner or later he was going to do much more than just screw her. And that hadn't had much to do with the fact that she'd gone down on him and he felt that it was only fair that he return the favor. He'd always had a desire to engage in the more intimate erotic activities. He's just never had the nerve to try it with the few girls he'd dated and screwed.
That first time with Juanita had really been a piece of ass to remember. As had all those since then, of course. But before Juanita he'd only screwed young girls-and very few of them. None had been a virgin, but they'd all been lacking in experience. Indeed, they'd almost been nothing when compared with the hot-ass Mexican gal.
"Are you going to just stand there for the rest of the night, baby?"
Juanita's eyes hadn't even opened. Archie didn't know how long he'd been standing there staring and thinking. She'd sensed his presence, maybe from the heat emanating from his poking prick, and he knew why she hadn't opened her eyes. On look at his rod and she'd want it jammed in her mouth. That's be all right with him, if she'd stop sucking before he blasted off, but that she didn't like to do. Once she had the hard flesh in her mouth she was almost incapable of removing it before she'd received her gushing reward.
So, after they'd both recognized that as being the case, they'd often saved her share of the oral activities until last. Unless, of course, he happened to be in the mood for a blow-job, either with a wish to come just once, or wanting to have a second and much longer all-around session after she'd made him pop his nuts over her mouth and tongue.
Deciding that even if it was late he wanted to kiss and caress her firm flesh, and maybe even tongue her twat before burying his stiff shaft in that palpitating channel, Archie stepped closer and whipped the sheet from her lower body and the bed.
Climbing onto the bed, he suspended himself over her lovely nakedness. She put her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers. He thrilled to the way her hot tongue slithered into his mouth. Meeting it with his own, he balanced on one hand and arm so that he could fondle her jutting titties. The nipples were already stiffly erect. He rolled one and then the other between his thumb and forefinger.
Soon, anxious to travel the twisting trail to the hot lips below, he broke the tongue-lashing kiss. When he started sucking on her hard-tipped mounds, one and then the other, she began running her fingers through his hair. It wasn't long before she started squirming her ass and applying a little pressure on his head.
He kissed and tongued his way down to her belly button. He jabbed his tongue into that deep pit and brought his hands down from her big springy breasts to her gently flaring hips. Her hands went from his head to his shoulders. He licked his way down to the soft and short black pubic hairs. She started moaning softly and lifting her buttocks from the mattress.
Skirting around his eventual goal, he kissed and tongued one rounded thigh. She moved her legs helpfully and he slipped one hand around and under and grabbed a cheek of her firm ass. He used the fingers on his other hand and push the silky hairs away from her already moist slit.
While preparing the way, he'd been licking both sleek inner thighs. The heady fragrance emanating from her femininity had the blood pounding and roaring in his ears. She lurched, pushing her snatch against his open mouth and he licked the thick, smooth vagina lips.
He'd never done that to any other female. In fact, he hadn't even had his pecker in another female since he'd first had sex with Juanita. He was curious as to how it'd be to go down on some other attractive girl or woman, but he didn't care for the name that went with the game. (He'd always been thankful that Juanita hadn't laughed at him or made wise-cracks about his muff-diving. The second time he'd had sex with her he'd started out by shoving his tongue into her tight pussy).
He still didn't know exactly why be got such a big bang out of using his lips and tongue in such an intimate manner. She hadn't put any pressure on him the first time. He'd mostly been curious, along with a strange urge that he still couldn't understand. The first few seconds had been shocking as hell to his nervous system.
But it hadn't taken him long to adjust to the idea that he actually had his face buried against a female's hot crotch. The taste had been pleasing, a pleasant surprise, and he'd seemingly found the stiffened clitoris by instinct. He'd never really given any thought to the bud-shaped organ. It'd just been right there; he'd touched it with his probing tongue and Juanita's reaction had told him what to do. The sense of power had been exhilarating.
"Please, baby, please! Don't torture me any longer!"
Archie had been licking the smooth outer lips. He shoved his tongue into the moist flesh and found the passion-button. He lapped the slippery protrusion and tilted her cunt so that he could get his lips in on the pleasure-giving act. Juanita moaned and squirmed and bounced and clutched at his head with strong fingers.
She started coming and her clit seemed to vibrate against his tongue and lips. He kept right on lapping and sucking until her shuddering spasms ceased. Then he lifted his face, loosened the grip of his fingers on her sleek, moist ass and crawled until he was between her legs. She reached for his stiffly swollen cock and guided it to her wet pleasure gash. He shoved and let out a little groan as her snapping snatch closed around his throbbing tool.
Pulling his wet lips to hers, she drew his tongue into her mouth and started sucking. He pumped in steady strokes, in harmony with her answering thrusts, her sucking mouth, and her educated inner muscles. After a minute or two he pulled his tongue from her greedy mouth and, braced on his hands and arms, thrust deep and held, enjoying the wonderful sensation as her clasping cunt milked away at his swollen rod.
"Twice?" she whispered.
"Yeah," he said, not wanting to exchange her milking pussy for her greedy mouth, Besides, he'd been building a load that would take two climaxes to get rid of.
He held back just as long as he could. Then he started lashing himself furiously, letting her pull his mouth to hers again, giving her his tongue to lick and suck. He grunted as he pushed deep and flooded her with his gushing orgasm. She broke the tongue-sucking kiss, but she kept right on milking his cock until it was limp. He rolled them both over on their sides without breaking contact.
They remained that way during the two or three minutes it took them to recover. Juanita had climaxed again.
Archie, confident that he'd have another hard-on in a very short time, with or without help, realized that he hadn't thought of his sister-in-law since climbing onto the bed and into the maid. Maybe that was a good sign, he thought. Maybe that meant that if he'd just keep on trying, he could shake the lust he had for Tessie that was getting dangerously close to becoming an obsession.
Juanita got one of several towels that she always kept tucked under the edge of the mattress. Archie withdrew at the right time and then rolled over on his back to wait until Juanita got back from the bathroom. He was kind of tired. The running, the nervous tension brought on by the exciting sights and the always nagging fear that he might be discovered, along with the knowledge that he had to get up fairly early, had him almost wishing that he hadn't promised Juanita a second session. Almost.
She soon returned with a warm wet wash cloth. She sat on the side of the bed and carefully and lovingly cleaned his penis. It began lifting immediately. By the time she'd tossed the cloth aside his pecker was practically erect. But she didn't even put her fingers back on it. She got on her hands and knees, holding her body well away from him, and started licking all over his almost hairless chest.
After darting her tongue to and around both of his nipples and getting those little bumps stiff and tingling-and his big cock stiff and swollen again-she lifted her face and said, "You shouldn't be satisfied just to have sex with me, baby. You should go out and have fun with young girls. It isn't right that I should have you all to myself all the time, baby."
He didn't mind it when she called him baby. She'd been calling him that from the time they'd first had sex. He knew that it was a term of endearment and not a reference to the difference in their ages, so he'd learned to like to hear her tack a baby onto the end of most of her sentences. Only he was glad that she didn't do it when other people were around.
He wasn't one to use what he'd heard called sweet-talk. His basic shyness prevented him from using just about all those words. Putting his hands on her hanging breasts and squeezing the resilient flesh, he said, "Don't tell me that you're getting tired of me and mine, Juanita. And how do you know that I'm not banging other girls all over town?"
"I'd never get tired of you and-" she reached down and grabbed his stiff prick, "-this!"
"But I don't think you're a superman, baby. Do you have sex with anybody else?"
"No, and I'm not sure that I like the suggestion that I should. That isn't very flattering, you know."
"We both know that there isn't anything serious between us," Juanita said. She kissed him lightly on the lips. "Not that I don't take our sex pleasures seriously, of course, but you know what I mean."
"I know exactly what you mean," Archie said. "Hey, you're really talking up a storm for a change. What happened to make you do that?"
"Mrs. Flood asked me to find out all I could about your life outside this house, baby."
"How come you two were talking about me?"
"I think maybe you'd better brace yourself for a surprise, baby. And maybe even for something of a shock. Do you know anything about gay females? Lesbianism?"
Archie remembered the time he'd spied upon two females kissing and rubbing their cunts together. Another time he'd peeked while two women had turned end for end and lapped each other's pussies. And lapped each other's clit, he'd assumed. Being a witness to such erotic acts had been thrillingly exciting. In fact, one time he'd jacked himself all the way off while watching-the other time he'd shot off without even touching his throbbing rod.
"I've-well, read enough to know what they do," he said, after hesitating for a few seconds. Puzzled, he was trying to make some sense out of the maid's questions while telling himself to be on guard against letting her find out about his secret life.
"I think I'd better get you to promise not to let your brother know about our talk," Juanita said, leaving her fingers wrapped around his hard cock and scooting lower on the bed. "Tessie said that it might be a good idea to get you to make that promise before telling you too much."
"Tessie? Too much about what?"
"I've been addressing your sister-in-law by her first name for all of three months. Before I go on I think you'd better promise, baby. If your brother found out he might bounce my butt right out of the house. You wouldn't want that to happen, would you?"
"You know I wouldn't, Juanita. But I don't like the idea of making a blind promise, either. I-"
Archie let his words trail off and lurched upward as the hot, moist mouth engulfed his hard, hot knob. He grabbed her silky-soft hair and pulled the wondrous warmth down over almost the entire length of his stiff shaft. The tongue swirled and the lips clamped tightly, swiftly slipping up and down. Then the cool breeze from the open window was blowing upon his wet, upthrusting cock, "I won't be stupid enough to say that I'll deny myself pleasure, baby, but I do wish you'd give me some assurance that you won't cause me to lose my job."
Her breath was warm against the blunt end of his throbbing pecker. He'd been relaxed enough so that she hadn't had to struggle upward against his hands. He removed them from her soft hair, resisting the impulse to cross his fingers.
"I think you can trust me to treat you fairly," he said, sure that he'd spoken the truth. "Now tell me what you don't want my brother to know."
"His wife's like me in more ways than one, baby. She's bisexual, she's just as sexy-hot as I am, and she wants you to join us and make it a threesome!"
III
Archie wasn't shocked by Juanita's words. Nor was he all that surprised. He'd always suspected that his sister-in-law was hot enough to do anything. And, though he had a fleeting feeling of shame at the thought, he liked the idea of putting something over on his older brother.
The maid licked the tip of his dick. "Well?"
"I'd be stupid to turn down your offer, Juanita. As well as nuts to blab to Vernon about it."
"We're really going to have fun, baby!"
Archie didn't say anything. He was having too much'fun right then to even give much thought to future pleasures. The hot mouth engulfed just about all of his thrusting, throbbing prick. He tangled his fingers in the silky hair and moved with the greedy sucking.
He lasted long enough for Juanita's jaws to get tired. She began lifting her mouth from time to time, resting, and he clasped his hands behind his head and pretended that it was his beautiful sister-in-law giving him the oral works.
Wondering if Vernon and Tessie went for the more intimate erotic activities, he wished that he'd done some peeking around his own home. Then he decided that he didn't have to worry all that much about not performing well with Tessie. She'd have enough sense not to make fun of him, even if his virility didn't compare favorably with that of his brother.
Besides, Juanita hadn't made any compliants. In fact, the sexy female had often told him that he was equal to any man she'd ever had. Being with two women at the same time would require a hell of a lot of control on his part, though. Just seeing the various acts of Lesbianism would undoubtedly have his balls aching and his pecker impatient to spit.
"Don't say anything to Tessie, baby. I kind of jumped the gun in telling you tonight. She wanted to pick the right time and place for our threesome. Her words. And I was just supposed to see how you felt about that type of sex before telling you that the third member was to be your sister."
"Sister-in-law," Archie automatically corrected. He'd been wondering what he would say to Tessie the next day, and during the hours or days before they had sex-he'd even started having doubts about the wisdom of having any kind of intimate relation with his brother's wife.
The maid seemed to read his mind. "Let's just pretend that we didn't have our little talk, baby. Maybe that'll make it easier for you to wait until you have an opportunity to get at your beautiful sister-in-law. Just be sure and remember to keep your physical pleasures separated from your emotions, Archie."
After those words, and with her fingers squeezing his balls, Juanita lowered her mouth and began blowing him again. He thrust along with the rhythmic sucking, thrilled at the way she began using her middle finger. She was gentle while inserting her finger, then slowly pushing the digit in and out and around in harmony with her oral worship. It wasn't long before the added stimulation had his passion spurting.
She took everything greedily. She didn't let up until his pecker was dry and limp. Even then he had to use his hands to push her away. He asked if she was satisfied, offering to use his tongue or finger if she wasn't. She said that she'd popped off enough to last her for the night.
He left without another word being exchanged. He thought he might have trouble getting to sleep, but he didn't. He was tired. That helped push the thoughts of Tessie aside. His apprehension about fooling around with his brother's wife, along with the blistering sessions with the maid, had him temporarily turned off to all things of a sexual nature.
Everything was much the same at breakfast the next morning. He sat at the table with Vernon and Tessie while Juanita served her usual perfectly prepared bacon and eggs. He wasn't even sure that the two women had talked about him.
Tessie didn't look directly at him. Juanita winked at him when nobody else was looking, which wasn't at all unusual. Vernon was his usual big-mouth self, monopolizing a conversation that was really of little consequence. Archie did something that he rarely did. He admitted to himself that he didn't like his older brother.
Vernon was a big man. He'd played football in college, just missing making Ail-American because of a broken leg suffered mid-season during his last year. Then he'd played pro ball for a couple of years, until he'd gotten tired of staying in training. (This Archie could easily understand; Vernon consumed at least a case of bear each day).
He hadn't gone to pot, though. His muscular good looks still drew interested glances from females of all ages. Archie admitted to a degree of envy. Being five-nine and weighing about one forty, soaking wet, as well as not having handsome features, didn't seem very fair. The fact that Vernon had always considered him something of a sissy was what had always hurt, though. Being called a runt hadn't helped matters, either.
Archie didn't know how big Vernon was in the pecker department. He knew enough to know that men weren't always built in proportion, though. In fact, he'd seen many big men with little dicks. But he also knew that the size wasn't nearly as important as how well a fellow used what he had-and how long it'd stay stiff and hard.
After breakfast, and after Vernon had kissed his lovely wife goodbye, Archie and Vernon went to work together. Vernon drove his car, his big hands making the wheel look like the steering apparatus on a toy. He kept up a constant line of chatter that Archie let go in one ear and out the other.
Archie had always been the silent type, living mostly within his own mind and not requiring a companion to keep from being lonely. He even liked what some people considered loneliness. He didn't even have trouble finding sexual happiness by himself, even though he'd decided that it was far better with a partner-and he knew that the peeping helped satisfy his unusually strong sex drive.
The hardware store had been in the family for four generations. Passed on to the eldest son to manage, along with the responsibility of seeing that any other children had a job and/or a fair share of the profits, the legal technicalities weren't all that clear to Archie.
He trusted his brother, however. He worked, accepted a salary that seemed fair enough, and just drifted along, still undecided as to what he wanted to do with his life. The peeping along with the sex he'd been having with the hot-ass maid, kept him mentally and physically satisfied and he wasn't in any hurry to change anything.
The morning was routine. Waiting on customers, stocking shelves, watching his brother go to the back room about every fifteen minutes and stay long enough to gulp down a cold beer. During the afternoon he had a surprise. The attractive couple he'd watched sexing it up the night before entered the store.
Archie was surprised to see them; but even more surprised to find that they knew Vernon. He hung around just long enough to acknowledge the introductions, then took off for another part of the building. He was almost afraid that the lovely woman would be able to tell by his eyes that he knew just about everything there was to know about her body and how she used it.
Ellen and Don Patterson. He wondered how and when Vernon had met the attractive couple. It was obvious that they hadn't entered the store to buy anything. He started to maneuver back around to listen to the conversation, but changed his mind at the last moment. He was afraid that he'd be noticed. He had a poking hard-on caused by thoughts of what he'd seen Ellen doing and what he'd like to do to and with her.
The rest of the day passed without incident. As did the early part of the evening. Archie watched television, waiting until it wouldn't appear that he was going to bed unreasonably early. Shortly before ten o'clock he was swinging down off the roof of the back porch.
He headed straight for the Patterson home. Now that he'd met them and knew their names he felt more guilty about spying upon Ellen and Don, but at the same time there was an extra added excitement that had his cock more than half erect before he'd seen anything.
He was disappointed to find the house dark. He hung around in the shadows for five or ten minutes, hoping. But he sensed that they weren't even home. Soon, driven by the urge to peep, he began prowling the neighborhood. It was too early to see anything; or, in some cases, too late.
Shades had been drawn all the way down, lights had been turned out. He started thinking about going home and banging Juanita. But he kept scouting, moving swiftly, more nervous than he'd been in a long, long time. This nervousness caused him to exercise even more caution than usual.
This, in turn, caused him to pass up windows where he'd seen exciting sights in the past. He was about to give up and call the night's prowling a big fat zero when he spotted an estate he'd never explored. He'd gone quite a distance off his usual path. There was a high fence around the well-kept grounds, with a closed gate and a circular driveway. Two cars were parked on the curve near the door.
There were lights on in the big two-story house. He decided that the fact that he was nervous made it a good time for him to take a check on the inhabitants. He made sure nobody was around, carefully looked the fence over for a possible burglar alarm, then climbed the obstacle with his usual agility.
There was a light on in a downstairs room and one on in what he figured was an upstairs bedroom. He saw that there was a handy tree, similar to the one he used when leaving and entering his bedroom. Filing this welcome information away, he moved on to what he soon found was the living room. The drapes hadn't been drawn.
There were three couples. He immediately realized that he'd stumbled onto something that he'd only read about before. Just about all the men's magazines had published articles on wife-swapping, some supposedly written in first person by a male or a female, but he wasn't really prepared for personal involvement with swappers-even if his part was only as an unknown and unwanted observer.
Ellen and Don Patterson were there and they weren't with each other at the moment. Ellen was sitting on another man's lap and Don was standing near a bar, his arm around a small blonde's waist. The palm of his hand was cupping a goodly portion of her butt.
The man, looking to be in his late thirties, had one hand under Ellen's white blouse and the fingers of his other hand were caressing her rounded thigh. The tight black skirt had hiked high and she was trailing her fingers through the man's short dark hair.
The other couple, a tall redhead with long legs and a short blond man with a hard-on pushing his trousers out, were standing at the end of the bar. All were holding drinks and all were laughing or talking. Archie mentally cursed the air-conditioning that kept him from hearing anything.
He saw the redhead's hand go down and caress the poking prick through the pants. The man patted her ass and hunched along with her stroking fingers. Then they sipped, put their glasses on the bar and embraced. The taller woman had to lean over for them to kiss. It was obvious that they took turns jabbing their tongues. The man's fingers squeezed the woman's shapely ass through her blue dress-and then Archie saw that Ellen and the older man had their mouths mashed together.
They were also using their tongues. A glance told him that Don and the small blonde had also started kissing and probing with their tongues. He decided that the blond and the blonde were man and wife and that the same was true of the redhead and the older man with dark hair. He figured the tall redhead to be in at least her early thirties.
The three couples stopped kissing at about the same time. They all finished their drinks and the redhead mixed more. The man with dark hair served them. This seemed to indicate that they were the host and hostess. Archie began to wonder if there'd be a group-sex scene for him to watch and enjoy.
He hoped so. He hoped that they'd leave the lights on, take their clothes off and really go at each other. But it didn't work out that way. Not right away. They all finished their drinks, got rid of their glasses and stood around talking for a few minutes.
Then Ellen left the room with her partner and Don left the room with his. Archie assumed that they were going upstairs to a bedroom or bedrooms. He saw the tall redhead walk over to a couch with the short blond man. They kissed and embraced briefly. Then they stepped away from each other and started removing their clothes.
Archie didn't want to miss seeing a possible foursome, but he thought it wise to remain and be sure to see the twosome. So, shifting his feet and legs into a more comfortable position, thankful that he wasn't having to bend his back or neck at an awkward angle, he watched as the nakedness was revealed to his staring eyes.
By the time the excited man and woman were completely naked, Archie's cock was just as stiff and hard as the man's. The rigid rod looked to be about a six-incher.
The woman, her big breasts swaying, sat down on the couch and grabbed the poking pecker. The man walked close, put his hands on her shoulders and shoved his cock at her mouth.
She looked up and said something. The man nodded his head yes. She smiled and licked the blunt end of his swollen dick. His legs tensed and she began fondling his hanging balls. She took the head in her mouth and started sucking. He shoved in deeper and put his hands on the back of her head. They moved together like that for maybe two minutes. Archie started thinking that she was going to finish the man like that right away.
But she pulled her mouth from his glistening rod while it was still stiffly thrusting. He dropped to his knees and between her parted legs. She leaned her head back while he began kissing and tonguing her inner thighs.
Archie had already seen that the hairs below were as red as those above. Now he was in a position where he could see the parted vagina lips. They were thick and already glistening with moisture. The woman was cupping her own breasts and running her forefingers back and forth across the elongated nipples.
Soon she moved her hands down to the man's head. He snuggled in closer, using his fingers to make sure that the pubic hairs were parted. Then he buried "his face against her crotch. She lurched forward and lifted her long legs up over his shoulders. He pushed his hands under her and grabbed her rotating ass.
Watching the man's bobbing head and the woman's fingers digging into the scalp, Archie felt a choking sensation in his throat. He wished that he had a clit to lap, right at that moment. Then, as the man lifted his face and replaced his tongue with his thrusting tool, Archie wished that he had a cunt to receive his throbbing prick.
These were only fleeting thoughts or wishes. A major part of his pleasure came from the watching. He was glad that he had Juanita to go to later, though. Otherwise, he would've probably gone right ahead and beat his meat right then. He was already hot enough and he had an idea that he was going to see many more exciting sights before going home that night.
Archie wasn't wrong. Shortly after the man had sagged against the woman, Archie left the window and hurried to the handy tree he'd already spotted. The light in what he was sure was a bedroom was still on. He began climbing the tree to the porch roof, taking his time and being careful not to make any loud sounds while slowly stalking the biggest game of all.
The roof was almost flat. So he tip-toed to the window, kneeled with his body well out of the line of vision from inside and peered through the clean glass. There wasn't anybody on the big bed or in the room. But the sheet was wrinkled, a sure sign that there'd been some heated action, so he was sure that the four people had gone to refresh themselves.
He didn't have any doubts about them being back for another session. He figured that they'd all purposely blasted off quickly, as the couple downstairs had, and would soon return for more prolonged pleasure and new fancy frills.
There wasn't any doubt about the truth that he'd stumbled onto a group of swappers. From his present vantage point, he could probably see all there was without having to scout and prowl the various neighborhoods. But he'd miss the scouting and prowling. That was an important part of the whole. Even if he could keep corning back and watching the swappers he'd still want to make his excursions through the backyards.
Did Vernon know that Ellen and Don were swappers? The thought, the question, pushed everything else from Archie's mind. Could it be possible that Vernon and Tessie were swappers? He hoped that his brother wouldn't stoop that low! Hell, Vernon and Tessie wouldn't be that free-wheeling with their marriage vows!
It'd just been a random chance that he'd met Ellen and Don not long before seeing them at what was obviously a swapping party. They'd been to sec Vernon for some other reason. Otherwise, Vernon and Tessie would probably be in the big house right then.
Still, if Tessie made it with Juanita, and wanted to include him in on the deal, she'd undoubtedly swap if Vernon was willing. Knowing that he could have Ellen and no telling how many other wives, Vernon might be willing to swap his own wife.
There was a movement in the doorway leading to the bedroom and Archie instinctively pulled his face from the window. Then, settling down lower on the roof, on his side, he lifted his face and watched the four naked people walk into the bedroom.
IV
Ellen and the small blonde girl entered first, followed closely by Don and the older man with dark hair. They were all naked, seemingly fresh from a shower. The men weren't physically aroused. But it was soon evident that the women weren't worried about that. Ellen and the blonde stopped beside the bed, put their arms around each other, pressed their nude charms together and started kissing passionately.
Don walked close and playfully patted Ellen's rounded ass. She pulled away from the blonde and playfully grabbed his limp prick. That organ was big in the limber stage. The other man's member was very small in its limpness.
Archie looked the young blonde over carefully, wondering how big the two cocks would be when erect. He felt his own pecker once again expanding into total hardness.
The girl didn't seem to be long out of her teens. She had perfectly round breasts. The twin mounds were so firm that they didn't jiggle. The tips were small, but at the same time big enough to be visibly erect. (Ellen's bigger nipples were stiffly expanded).
As Archie's gaze swept down to the short blonde pubic hairs, the young beauty moved willingly and eagerly. Within seconds she was on her back on the bed with Ellen suspended over her.
Ellen began kissing the round titties, one and then the other, at the same time running her hands down to the rounded hips. The girl began squirming and lifting her lovely ass from the mattress. The two men, still with limber cocks, hovered near the bed, one on each side. Archie was glad that the bed was situated so that they didn't block his view.
Spending only a short time on the springy mounds of hard-tipped flesh, and yet taking time to tongue and suck the nipples, Ellen trailed her parted lips and darting tongue down across the flat stomach.
The blonde's eyes were wide open. Something told Archie that this was her first experience in Lesbianism. He was sure that she'd had a male tongue in her twat, her husband's, if not other's, but he was sure that this was going to be a first for her. The way the men were behaving added to that belief. They seemed to be waiting for the younger girl to start protesting.
Archie was sure that there'd only be protests if Ellen stopped. And he could see that Ellen wasn't about to stop. He didn't blame her. Although it was different in his case. It wouldn't be a queer act for him to jab his tongue into the blonde's pussy.
Ellen licked her way right on around the mat of blonde hairs. She trailed down along one shapely thigh to the knee, moved over to the other knee, then started the licking journey up to the exciting crotch. The lovely legs moved helpfully and eagerly, and Ellen kissed and licked her way directly to the lifted cunt. Then she buried her face in it.
The blonde girl lurched upward and grabbed Ellen's brown hair. The men had moved closer, for a better view, and their cocks had started to lift. Don put one hand out and began stroking his wife's uplifted buttocks. The older man put a hand out and under and started fondling Ellen's hanging titties.
Archie saw their lips moving, forming words, but he couldn't make out what they were saying. He almost wished that air-conditioning had never been invented. But he didn't have to worry about them hearing him, either. Not that he was making any noise. He'd pushed one hand down and grabbed his throbbing tool through the sweat pants, but he wasn't even close to being in danger of getting his face close enough to the window to attract attention.
He wasn't sure that the blonde girl had never had a female go down on her before. But he knew that she really liked to have her clitoris lapped. She was wriggling like crazy, chewing on her full lower lip, clutching at Ellen's bobbing scalp and rolling her head back and forth on the mattress. Her eyes were closed tightly. The passion registering on her contorted features had the strange beauty that Archie always found so fascinating.
Ellen had clasped the younger girl's rotating ass. She didn't remove her hands or lift her face until a full minute after the recipient had gone limp. Then she moved until she was stretched out on her back beside the still and seemingly silent girl.
Both men had thrusting erections. Don's cock appeared to be about six inches in the totally aroused state. The other man's cock was maybe an inch shorter. Archie couldn't keep from being a little proud of his own dick; even if he did know that the size didn't really have all that much to do with how a man could give a woman pleasure.
Don and Ellen were talking. The other man said something. Then the blonde girl suddenly lifted and got on her hands and knees. Archie sensed that she was getting ready to go down on another female for the very first time. He felt like telling her not to do it if she had to force herself. But he didn't forget where he was and what he was doing. He was performing a criminal act, really, and if he was caught his victims would have every right to kick his ass all over the estate.
The blonde didn't fool around with tit kissing and sucking. She burried her face between Ellen's legs in one quick movement. As if to get it over and done with, Archie thought. She remained still for a few seconds, even her body held in tense rigidity. Then she seemed to relax as she apparently discovered that she liked what she was doing. Her head began to bob and her blonde hair swirled.
Archie could tell that both men were giving her encouragement with words. Ellen was moving her lovely body in such a manner as to give her encouragement. It was obvious, however, that the younger girl didn't need incitement from any source. It was as if she'd found what she'd been looking for.
Ellen, wriggling her lovely ass along with the lavish worship, motioned toward the blonde's uplifted rump. Don, grinning, made a little bow toward the other man, as if to say, "Be my guest."
But the older man had other ideas. Or another idea. He walked closed to the bed, grabbed Ellen's hair and tugged her face toward his poking prick. She moved willingly and took the swollen head of his cock into her mouth. Don climbed onto the bed and positioned himself and his rigid rod behind the greedy blonde's beautiful buttocks.
She was clasping Ellen's squirming hips. Feeling the stiff pecker seeking admittance didn't cause her to reach back to help. She just shoved her ass backward, seemingly not all that particular as to which aperture Don plugged.
Archie could see that Don was particular, though. He moved his hand on his own throbbing tool as Don carefully guided his turgid prong into the blonde's gapping cunt. The pussy gobbled up the prick in short order. Don began slow and steady strokes, one hand on the girl's hip, the other one going around and under and stimulating the passion-button.
The four people moved together like that for about five minutes. It was obvious that none of them were in any hurry to climax. They were simply, or not so simply, enjoying the sensations being produced by active mouths and pricks and pussies. And fingers. Ellen had started caressing the heavy balls hanging below the prick she was sucking. The man, his eyes darting here and there and everywhere, fingered her jutting boobies.
Don removed his finger from the blonde's clit, then pulled his pecker from her snatch. She lifted her face from Ellen's wet gash. Ellen, sucking just about all of the cock in her mouth, didn't protest when the man pulled his tool out and away. She patted the blonde's cheek, smiled and said something.
The blonde hurriedly buried her face between Ellen's lovely legs again. Don got out of the way and let the older man position himself and his glistening rod behind the girl's uplifted ass. He poked, blindly, and this time one of the girl's hands came back and did the guiding. As soon as his cock was embedded in her cunt the man started pounding away.
Archie knew when both females started climaxing. They moved frantically. Don just sat on the side of the bed, his erection poking straight out, and watched. The other man screwed the blonde for maybe a minute after she and Ellen had gone limp. Then he pulled out. His cock was still stiff. He sat on the bed beside Don. Archie admired the control both men exercised.
Both women got up from the bed and kneeled on the carpet before the two men. Ellen started blowing Don and the young blonde took the older man's cock into her mouth. After a minute or so they shifted, exchanging one cock for another. Archie fleetingly wondered how a man and his wife could behave in such a manner right in front of each other.
It wasn't long before the women stopped sucking, without bringing the men to a finish. Then they sat on the side of the bed and let the men go down on them. Again there was a shift. Don lapping his wife's cunt and clit before switching and having a go at the blonde's pussy. The other man really tried to eat Ellen up.
Archie dimly decided that he'd prefer to go down on Ellen. He didn't know why this was so, and he didn't really give it much thought, but he was sure that he'd enjoy having his tongue in her twat more than in the blonde's.
The men stopped before making the women come again. The women got on the bed, side by side and on their backs. The men got on top and started screwing them. Don on and in the blonde; the other man on and in Ellen.
At this point Archie pulled his stiff prick out into the open. He figured that if he didn't jack off before he got home he'd get a stone-ache and that'd mean that he wouldn't be much good to Juanita or to himself.
The men were still banging away at the women and the women were moving their lovely asses energetically when the couple from downstairs appeared in the bedroom. They were both still naked and the man had another hard-on.
They walked up close to the bed and the tall redhead began running her hand all over Don's active buttocks. He was braced on his hands and arms. He looked around and grinned, but didn't miss a stroke. She said something and he stopped screwing the blonde and pulled out and away. The older man also withdrew from Ellen.
As soon as the men were off the bed, the redhead buried her face between Ellen's legs. Then, moving quickly, the young blonde got on her back and slipped her head between the redhead's legs. Clasping a cheek of the redhead's ass in each hand, the blonde then tugged her face up high enough so that she was able to slither her tongue into the redhead's cunt.
The three men talked among themselves. They all had erect cocks. Archie decided that the older man was the host and that the redhead was the hostess. He also wondered why one of the men didn't screw or go down on the blonde. Her pussy was in a perfect position for either erotic act. Ellen's mouth was free, too.
The blond man, evidently the blonde's husband, finally did walk over and insert his middle finger in his wife's cunt. She wriggled to and around his caressing finger and Archie could see her fingers tightening on the redhead's squirming ass.
Archie was glad that the men weren't touching each other. They weren't looking at each other's cocks with undue interest, either. For that he was thankful. He had a sudden hunch that his brother had or would become involved with the swappers, and that would be bad enough, without there being gay male stuff, too.
. Female gay sex wasn't at all repulsive to Archie. In fact, it fascinated him and made him hot as hell. He didn't even think that he'd mind if he had a bisexual wife someday. That's certainly keep his sex life interesting and excitingly pleasurable, without the many complications swapping would cause.
Besides, he was a long way from being married, or even knowing a girl he'd want to make his wife, but he was sure that he wouldn't want another man pronging a girl he might marry. Or tonguing her twat, for that matter.
The three women all climaxed at about the same time. They slowly parted, talking among themselves and to the men. The next event produced a considerable amount of envy in Archie's feverish mind.
The three women worked on the men over, each in turn, while the other two men looked on. They started with Don. He got on the bed and stretched out on his back. The blonde began kissing him on the mouth, the redhead began kissing and nibbling over his chest, and Ellen began kissing and caressing his erect cock and heavy testicles.
They shifted around, seemingly haphazardly, and it wasn't long before they began taking turns taking his cock in their mouths. Each female sucked determinedly, obviously anxious to be rewarded with his shooting sperm, but they didn't resist when one or the other claimed a turn.
When Don's time arrived, and he lasted one hell of a long time, his cock was in the redhead's greedy mouth. She took everything he had, not removing her mouth until his organ was completely shriveled.
Then the blond man got the fancy treatment from the three gals. Again the redhead was doing the blowing when the man shot his wad. Whether it was planned that way, Archie didn't know, but the redhead licked her lips with relish after swallowing with obvious enjoyment.
The older man, the one Archie had pegged as the host, took the longest to come. All three females made a big show of rubbing their jaws during the times they were waiting for another chance at the thrusting prick. Once again the redhead, the wife and hostess, was greedily sucking when the sperm spurted.
By then Archie was sure that the redhead had requested all the sperm. Or had demanded it. He wished that it'd been practical for him to knock on the window and tell her that he had a loaded joy-stick she'd be welcome to suck and drain.
Archie's pecker was really throbbing by then. And his balls were beginning to ache. He hadn't been beating his meat. He'd just been holding the hard flesh, stalling about coming, trying to at least wait until be was down off the porch roof before helping his passion gush forth.
There was a lull in the activities in the bedroom. The men and women were just sitting and standing araund, talking, seemingly waiting for the men to recover-or maybe even getting ready to call it a night.
Deciding that he'd had enough peeping, as well as not wanting to leave tell-tale signs of his presence, since it might not rain tor days. Archie tucked his stiff cock away and cautiously crawled away from the window.
He didn't have any difficulty in swinging from the roof and climbing down the tree. On the ground, the short clipped grass, he glided through the shadows until he had to make a dash across an open space. Reaching the fence, he climbed over and then stood there mentally debating with himself.
He could make it home without having to release the heavy load he was carrying, of course. But why should he'." He wouldn't last long with Juanita, that was for sure. He'd be able to do little more than get it in her tight twat, or her hot mouth, before shooting off. It was fun to just go ahead and jack off at times, anyway. Besides, the way he was primed from watching all the erotic acrobatics, he'd still be able to bang the hell out of the maid for just about as long as she wanted it.
While thinking these thoughts. Archie had been bringing his big stiff cock out into the open. He wrapped his fingers around the thick shaft, just behind the swollen head, and began stroking the hard flesh. He could feel the ecstatic sensation building ever higher, making his legs weak, and he hunched along with his squeezing fist.
It wasn't long before the hot juices spurted and shot out onto the ground, lie kept going until the pleasure ceased, until the last drop had escaped, and then carefully tucked his limber dick away. He leaned against the fence for a few minutes, rapidly regaining his strength, his mind already skipping ahead to Juanita and her gorgeous body.
He trotted toward home, his young legs strong and sure within a few blocks. Soon, thoughts about the erotic scenes he'd witnessed had his penis lifting into another erection. It didn't get hard enough to slow down his pace, but he knew that it'd get hard and stiff and stay that way long enough to give both him and the maid plenty of pleasure.
A method by which he might cash in on what he'd just enjoyed watching popped into his mind. Not that he'd even consider using blackmail for financial gain! But the three females shouldn't object all that much if he were to use his knowledge to try and force them to have sex with him.
Hell, the three hot-ass gals would probably welcome him with open arms and open legs! As well as with open mouths!
Ashamed of his thoughts, Archie immediately rejected the idea of using blackmail to gain physical pleasures. Actually, he'd rejected all such ideas years before. He did know secrets on countless persons-and he'd never let those secrets got beyond his own mind.
Remembering the thoughts he'd had about his brother swapping, or the possibility that Vernon was contemplating such a course of action, caused Archie to feel a little less ashamed of his own plans with Tessie. He guessed that Juanita's words had been on the up and up. There was always the chance that the maid had been feeding him a line of crap, of course. Why she'd do such a thing, he didn't know. But humans, male and female, were always doing things without rhyme or reason. That seemed to be an important part of being human.
Archie was side-tracked on the way home. He spotted a light in the bathroom window in a house he'd been checking regularly for a couple of years. The woman apparently lived alone. She looked as if she might be in her early thirties. She had a nice shape, a beautiful body, really, but her face was ugly, ugly.
Not that Archie spent much time looking at her face when spying. He felt sorry for her for being so ugly, but since there wasn't anything he could do about it he tried not to think about her misfortune. He sometimes wished that he had the nerve to knock on the door or window and offer to help her out. But since it would be stupid he didn't give much thought to that, either.
The shade was raised less than two inches. But that was plenty enough to enable Archie to have a good view. She'd already drawn the tub of bath water, but she was still sitting on a low bench running along the opposite wall. She was playing with her big titties, each nipple being rubbed between a thumb and forefinger. Her legs were parted. Archie could look right at, and practically up, her pink pussy.
There was a small box on the bench beside her. Archie knew that it contained an artifical penis with a battery-operated vibrator attachment. He also knew that if he waited long enough he'd see the gadget being used. He'd watched the woman screw herself with the life-like prick many times.
He didn't have long to wait. Maybe only five minutes. She was hot enough to start squirming her ass on the bench before she stopped stimulating her elongated nipples, though. Then she inserted a finger in her cunt and gave herself one shuddering climax before she took the "serve yourself cock" from the box.
The fake prick slipped in easily because of her previous release. (Archie had watched her make the gadget slippery with vaseline or some other jelly-like substance a few times). She didn't use the vibrator in the beginning. She just moved the pleasure-prong in and almost out, in and almost out, and Archie got a bang out of seeing the ecstatic happiness registering on her ugly features.
When she did snap the cordless vibrating unit into action, she was immediately launched into a series of spasmodic orgasms. Archie didn't wait around and watch her get into the tub and play with herself any more, as he'd often done before. He suddenly had a driving urge to be an intimate participant in an act of sex. He hauled tail for home and the always willing maid. lie didn't bother to take a shower. He undressed rapidly and slipped down the hall. (He'd already looked in her window and saw that she was on her bed). She'd turned over on her side. He approached her from the rear and gently pulled the sheet down from her waist and off the bed. She didn't move while he stared at her naked buttocks.
"Maybe someday you'll tell me where you go and what you do at night, baby."
Archie kneeled on the bed and ran his hands around over her firm and sleek ass. "I've told you many times that I like to run at night when it's cool, Juanita."
"And I guess you mean to keep right on telling me that," Juanita said, getting on her hands and knees. "Just as long as you keep waking me up and giving me what I want I don't care if you have a different girl every night."
He positioned himself and his rigid rod behind the sexy maid, remembering how he'd watched the young blonde getting it from the rear while tonguing a twat. He wondered if he and Juanita and Tessie would ever duplicate that or other threesome scenes.
Juanita's cool fingers guided his cock to her cunt. He shoved it in, thrilling as always to the clasping warmth. He told her that no matter how many girls he might screw he'd always be eager to bury his pecker in her pussy.
"You're sweet," she said, hunching back and taking all of his throbbing tool. "Tomorrow's the day. In the afternoon Tessie will call and get you to come home on some pretext and the three of us will have the first of what I hope will be many fun-filled sessions. How does that sound?"
"Great," Archie said, starting his in-and-almost-out movements. "Just great!"
They screwed long and blissfully, but at the last, while he was getting his gun, Archie's feverish mind was on his beautiful sister-in-law.
V
The phone call came at about one-thirty. Vernon answered it. He listened for a short time, spoke in low tones, and then replaced the receiver. He looked at Archie and grinned.
"Tessie thought you'd like to do her a favor, Arch. She started painting the kitchen, with Juanita's help, and now they need a little help to get the job finished today. I suppose I could take off and help."
"I'll go," Archie said quickly. He felt his face getting red, partly because of what looked like a smirk on his brother's face, and partly because he felt guilty. "I'll be glad to get out of here for the afternoon," he added, deciding that Vernon was smiling cheerfully enough.
Venion chuckled. "Are you sure you don't just want to get home and see our hot-looking maid? Don't look away from me! Hell, I'm glad to see you taking an interest in a female! You've had me kind of worried, kid. I had all kinds of girlfriends when I was your age. I was screwing most of them, too!"
"I get around," Archie said, meeting his brother's dark eyes. He could see the amusement registering and it made him angry. He felt like saying that he'd already had sex with the maid and was all set to have sex with his wife. But he just forced a smile and added, "You don't have to worry about mc being queer or anything like that."
"That's good news," Vernon said, his expression and tone serious. "However, I wasn't implying any thing like that. I just want you to enjoy life to the fullest and sex is a very important part of life. I've been meaning to talk to you and give you my ideas on the fascinating subject, but I-well, I guess I was afraid that I'd embarrass you."
"I'm a big boy, Vernon. I've known about the birds and the bees for a long, long time."
Again Vernon chuckled. "That isn't exactly what I had in mind, Arch! I know quite a few willing females in this town and I thought I might line you up with one or two of them if you're having trouble making out. You seem so bashful that I thought you might be having difficulties in getting a piece of ass when you need it."
"I do all right," Archie said, sure that he already knew the answer to the question he was going to ask. "Do you cheat on Tessie?"
"I don't call it that. Hell, as long as I have plenty of steam left to give her a good going over I'm not doing her any harm by getting a little extra nooky on the side. Most married men do step out."
"I think marriage vows should be taken seriously," Archie said, feeling like the biggest hypocrite alive because of the fact that right then he was planning on helping his brother's wife break her marriage vows. He couldn't wait to get out of the store. "I guess I'd better be getting along home and-"
"You never did answer my question about Juanita," Vernon cut in. "Sometimes I get a hard-on just looking at her and thinking how it'd be to prong her. I'll bet she'd really be a great piece of ass. Why don't you try and make her? I think I would if I didn't think she might tell Tessie."
Archie had the thought that Vernon might be wise to everything and might just be putting him on. But he was afraid to attempt to bring things to a head. He might be wrong and too much talk could result in serious trouble. As well as mean the end of his sexual relations with Juanita and the end of the plans she and Tessie had for him.
"I'm not sure that it'd be right for even me to have anything to do with the hired help," Archie said, after a short silence. "I think I'd be too bashful to approach Juanita, anyhow. Don't you think I'd better be going now:
"You can drive the car home," Vernon said, turning away. "I'm going to a lodge meeting tonight and one of the fellows can drop me off. I've already told Tessie that I couldn't be home for dinner."
Archie hurried out of the store without another word. The car was parked out back in their private lot. The keys were in the ignition. Gross negligence in most cases, but the way the parking area was situated meant that the danger of theft was practically nil.
It was about a two mile drive. He drove slowly and carefully, wanting to keep his record of never having an accident. He'd been driving legally since sixteen and he'd been taught by Vernon to be a good driver, but he was unwilling to pay the high insurance rates buying a car of his own would require. He felt it unfair to be charged high premiums just because some youngsters were careless. Besides, he knew that having a car would cut down drastically on his exercise.
Archie was very nervous by the time he'd parked the car in the driveway. He almost wished that he'd had the nerve to talk to his brother and tell him about his relations with the maid. Then, on second thought, he was glad that he hadn't. Such talk would've probably resulted in a "confession" about his peeping, his knowledge of Ellen and Don and the other swappers, and maybe even words about what he hoped to be doing right away.
Stepping from the car and pocketing the ignition keys, Archie told himself that no matter what he did it wouldn't be any worse than what Vernon had already admitted to doing. He'd always believed that the double-standard was wrong. Now he had a perfect chance to do something about it. He felt a surge of excitement. For all he knew Tessie was already cheating on Vernon anyhow.
Tessie was in the living room, sipping a can of beer. She liked the beverage almost as much as Vernon did. She was wearing white shorts and a white halter. Her blonde hair, cut short in the latest fashion, was neatly in place. She'd applied just enough make-up to add to her beauty. There was a faint smile on her full lips and a sparkle in her bright blue eyes.
"I wasn't sure you'd come, Archie. I'm glad that you did. Sit down, I think we'd better have a talk before we proceed. And that, of course, really means that I have a few things to say before I allow anything to happen!"
She was sitting on a couch, her lovely, bare legs crossed, her creamy white flesh dazzling. Archie had perched his butt on the wide arm of an upholstered chair. He'd lost most of his nervousness. Remaining silent, he let his eyes tell her that he was listening-and that he'd go along with just about anything she had to say.
"The excuse I used to get you here was a legitimate one. We did paint part of the kitchen, I mean. Juanita's finishing up the job now. I thought it best that we didn't arouse Vernon's curiosity. Even if he does cheat on me I don't feel like being too bold with my own indiscreet behavior. You understand that, of course. Did you and Vernon say much to each other? "
"We talked a little bit. He said that he went out with other women. He even asked why I didn't try and make it with Juanita."
"What did you tell him, Archie?"
"Not much. I kind of evaded his questions. Do you and Juanita really have sex together?"
Tessie tilted her head back and drained the can of beer before answering. Then, smiling, she said, "I think we'd better start right out by being very frank with each other, Archie. I'm a very sexy person. I've always required a lot of sex, I mean, and I've found pleasure with other females since my early teens. Juanita told me that you weren't repulsed by the idea-and I'm glad to see that you don't seem that way now."
"I find it exciting to think about two women having sex together," Archie said, deciding that it'd be better for him to say as little as possible. If he talked much there'd be the danger of blabbing about his peeping, maybe even about the swappers he'd discovered-and that could lead to serious trouble. Even if his brother and his sister-in-law were swingers, they probably wouldn't approve of what he'd been doing for so many years.
"I didn't think you'd be quite this sophisticated," Tessie said, placing the empty beer can on an end table. "You seem to be taking all this very calmly."
"I guess I'm just putting on a good act," Archie said, forcing a smile. "Underneath I'm as nervous as a skittish cat, really. Right now I'm not sure that I could do anything without first seeing some exciting sights."
Tessie patted the couch beside her shapely ass. "Why don't we find out? I've had some pleasant day-dreams, watching you grow into a man, honey. Just remember that it's important that we keep all this a secret, though. I don't want everybody to know that I'm a wanton bitch."
Archie, standing and moving toward his lovely sister-in-law, hadn't been kidding. His pecker was just about as limber as it'd ever been. He needn't have worried, though. As soon as he sat down beside her and got a whiff of her perfume and exciting woman smell, his cock began lifting into an erection. He didn't see any point protesting about what she'd called herself. He figured that she'd probably spoken the truth.
"I've also had some pleasant day-dreams about you," he whispered, turning his face and meeting her glowing blue eyes.
She licked her red lips. "Your eyes are even darker than Vernon's," she said softly. "Juanita tells me that you're quite a stud, honey. Let's rip off a piece here and now, before we get her and go upstairs for some fancy fun."
Archie liked that suggestion very much. Only he wanted to delay the actual penetration of her cunt with his cock. He wanted to kiss her, finger her and use his mouth and tongue on all the erogenous zones of her gorgeous body before settling down to a screwing session. He hoped that she'd want to take his cock into her mouth before taking it into her pussy, too.
She pushed her glistening parted lips close and he shifted his butt so that he could gel a better shot at them with his mouth. Then, putting his arms around her near-naked body at the same time, he covered her opened mouth with his. He jabbed his tongue and hers was right there.
Her arms went around his neck and he heard little moaning sounds emanating from deep within her throat. Her warm sweet breath and lashing tongue made him a little dizzy and caused his stiff prick to make a series of little jerking movements. Still, he managed to keep a part of himself aloof. He hoped that he wouldn't explode before she had her climax.
She broke the tongue-lashing kiss. "Wow! Honey, you turn on just as fast as I do!" One of her hands went to his lap and her fingers grasped his hard cock through his slacks. "Double wow! Is that big beauty really seven inches like Juanita said?"
"It was the last time I measured it," he said, wondering if he should've jacked-off before entering the house. He didn't think he could last until they got her tight shorts off. And she probably had panties on underneath.
"You might be interested in knowing that Vernon has six and one-half inches, honey." Tessie laughed softly. "I measured it!"
Archie had been fumbling with the halter clasp. He got it unhooked and she moved her arms helpfully while he exposed her lovely titties. Those big twin mounds of firm flesh jutted. He tweaked the hard and elongated tips as her fingers tightened on his throbbing cock.
"I think I'm going to be embarrassed," he said hoarsely. "I think I'm going to shoot off in my pants."
"Stand up, honey! Quickly!"
Archie obeyed. He stood directly in front of her, between her parted knees, and watched the skillful way her fingers tugged down his zipper. That told him that she'd sucked a lot of cocks. While she was pulling his stiff pecker into the open he unfastened his felt buckle. His slacks dropped around his ankles.
Staring at his rigid rod, her blue eyes glazed, she kept the fingers of one hand wrapped around the hard flesh while she unsnapped his under shorts with her other hand. Then, as her fingers fondled his heavy hanging balls, he pushed his boxer-type shorts down over his hips and let them slide down and join his slacks.
"I can usually last a long time," he said. "There just seems to be something about the way things have happened to make me-"
He let his words trail off, then failed to suppress a little gasp as she blew her warm breath on the end of his stiff shaft. He put his hands on her smooth shoulders and met her blazing blue eyes when she looked up.
"Juanita has told me about your stamina, honey. I think it's a compliment to me that you're already just about to come. Don't pull away."
He didn't see any need for saying that he wouldn't pull away; nor did he bother to tell her that he'd probably hold her in place if she tried to stop sucking. He groaned as she took the big knob into her hot mouth. He thrust forward and put his hands on her head when she swirled her tongue around and around.
"I'll do it to you afterward," he said. "Before I screw you, I mean."
She seemed to acknowledge and welcome that news by taking his throbbing flesh deep into her throat. He entangled his fingers in her soft blonde hair and moved along with her sucking mouth and lashing tongue. It was, he decided, just about the best blowjob he'd ever had.
Then it started happening. He felt the muscles bunching in the calves of his legs and he gritted his teeth. His entire being seemed to be centered in the swollen head of his cock. He dug his fingers into Tessie's scalp and groaned loudly. She sucked even more greedily.
He managed to hold back for a few more seconds. Then there was no more holding back. The hot juices spurted and gushed, flooding her frantically working mouth. She didn't pull her mouth away until everything had been drained. He'd already removed his fingers from her hair, and the strength had returned to his legs.
She licked her wet lips and leaned her head back against the couch. She cupped her magnificient breasts, smiled and winked one passion-filmed blue eye. "I did that the first time when I was twelve. Three older boys caught me in the woods and made me do it. I was forced to take the first cock into my mouth, anyhow. The second and the third I would've begged for. I creamed my panties without being touched. I just did then, too."
Archie had been removing his shirt. He'd noticed her squirming her ass and clamping her thighs together while he was getting his gun. He didn't know if she expected a reply or not. He didn't know what to say, so he remained silent. She didn't have to explain to him how and why she happened to enjoy sucking cocks. It was her own business, just as it was her own business if she wanted to perform the gay act of lapping a cunt.
"You don't have to go down on me if you don't want to, Archie. I told you about myself to let you know that I didn't blow you just as a favor. I'd almost as soon suck a cock as get screwed. Hey, I'm beginning to believe all the things Juanita told about you! That big joystick's completely hard again!"
"And it'll stay that way for a long lime," Archie said, confident that he was speaking the truth. "I do want to use my tongue before I use my dick, though. And I won't be doing it just as a favor."
"Maybe you'd better get your clothes completely off," Tessie said, dropping her hands from her thrusting titties. "I want us both to be totally naked, I mean."
He'd started to drop to his knees and help peel her tight-ass shorts off. He grinned, shuffled backward on the carpet and then dropped to one knee. He got rid of that shoe and sock, then sat down to get the other foot bare. In that position he tugged his shorts and slacks off, his eyes on Tessie as she got totally naked.
She kicked her sandals off. Then she peeled the white shorts down over her rounded hips and lifted her firm ass long enough to get them started down along her long, shapely legs. When they were around her knees, she repeated the process with her thin white panties. As she pushed the two garments down, her eyes on Archie's face, he gazed at her inner thighs and at the slightly-parted pink lips of her cunt.
"Maybe later we can do a sixty-nine," Tessie said, using her fingers to check and see if the blonde hairs were parted. "If not today, then another time for sure. Providing that you prove that you're capable of keeping a secret, of course."
"I didn't tell you that I was having sex with Juanita," he said, wishing that there was some safe way he could prove just how good he was at keeping secrets. "Maybe I'd better be hoping that you keep this a secret from my brother."
"You don't have to worry about a thing, honey. Now come here and make me happy."
"I'll try and make us both happy," he said, getting on his knees and walking until he could put his hands on her widely parted thighs.
The blonde pubic hairs were short and curly and he felt the familiar choking sensation in his throat he always experienced just before performing cunnilingus. But he didn't rush to the tantalizing target. He kissed and licked the sleek, creamy inner thighs until he had her wriggling excitedly. He was amazed by the fact that she still had the firm flesh of a young girl.
When she brought her hands to his head, grabbed his short black hair and hunched her pussy up at him, he moved his face forward and blew his breath on the parted and glistening vagina lips. She gasped, dug her fingers into his scalp and tilted her cunt at a perfect angle for him to reach her clitoris with his lips and tongue.
He slipped his hands under her and grabbed a cheek of her ever-so-smooth ass in each one, at the same time opening his mouth and planting a kiss on the thick lips. Her buttocks tensed and she pressed her smooth cunt up against his mouth. He shoved his tongue out and licked up and down a few times, causing low moaning sounds to drift down from above. Then he slithered his tongue into the hot, wet crevice.
He quickly found her clit with his tongue and licked the springy and slippery hard flesh a few times, enjoying the taste. .Then he managed to encircle the bud-shaped organ with his lips. He began sucking and at the same time lapping with his tongue. She squirmed frantically for at least thirty seconds and then settled down into a rhythmic rotating motion, in harmony with his lavish attentions.
"You're good at it," Tessie said after a couple of minutes had passed. "Very good for a male. If I hadn't come while sucking you off I would've melted by this time. Oh, that feels so good! Yes, just keep on tonguing it slow and easy like that!"
Archie did as she asked. He wanted to make her come with his mouth and tongue. He wanted to feel the throbbing and the vibrating as she shuddered through a climax. Then he wanted to bury his stiff pecker in her hot twat and screw her until he made her come again.
And that's the way it worked out. She wriggled wildly when she started coming, then tensed and clamped her sleek thighs against his cheeks as the spasms reached a peak and then tapered off into shudders that rippled through her entire body.
As soon as she parted her legs and removed her fingers from his hair he lifted his face and pushed his stiffly swollen cock in between her legs. He let her do the guiding, while his fingers still gripped her moist buttocks. He pushed the head of his prick into her pleasure gash at just the right time.
She gave a little gasp and cried, "Wonderful, wonderful!"
He groaned with pleasure and silently agreed that it was indeed rather wonderful. He pushed deeper into her hot flesh. She immediately put her inner muscles into play. He made a few slow strokes and then held his cock deep in her clasping cunt.
"Kiss me," she whispered. Then, louder, "Kiss me and screw me good!"
Archie didn't hesitate about mashing his mouth to hers. He wanted to kiss and tongue and suck on her titties, but he figured that there'd be plenty of time for that, later. He gave her his tongue, then accepted hers, sucking as she'd done. He quickened his thrusts until he was pounding away at a fairly fast clip.
She soon broke the tongue-sucking kiss and told him that he'd better hurry if he was going to come with her. He said that he thought he'd save himself for the more fancy fun he hoped was going to follow.
"Suit yourself," she said, digging her fingers into his shoulders. She moaned. "But start giving it to me faster. I'm just about there!"
He started giving it to her faster. He squeezed her wildly wriggling ass and really lashed himself furiously. She was right there, meeting each fast stroke, her fingers clutching at his back and shoulders, her inner muscles clutching and clasping at his pulsating prick. But he didn't even have to hold back to keep from coming. He was in complete control. He got a big bang out of the pleased surprise that showed through the passion registering in her beautiful blue eyes'.
He grinned and said, "Love that snapping snatch!"
"And love that big poking prick! Oh, I'm there, I'm there! Slam it to me, honey! Slam it to me!"
Archie was already slamming it to her as fast as he could. But he kept up the fast pace. And he kept right on going long after his hot-ass sister-in-law had gone limp. She was, he decided, undoubtedly too much for any one man to handle.
He was staring at Tessie's flushed face and closed eyelids when he heard Juanita say, "I hope you saved some for me, baby!"
Remaining balls-deep in Tessie's juicy twat, Archie turned and looked at the pretty maid. She was naked, stripped for action, and he wondered how long she'd been watching.
"It's stiff and hard enough for you right now," he said, meeting the flashing dark eyes and grinning. "Tessie has melted twice, but I've only climaxed once and I'm a long way from my second one."
"I'll rest for a few minutes while Juanita gives you a blowjob," Tessie said. "I'll admit to being something of a sex-nut, but I don't claim to have super-human strength. Besides, I'm a devotee of voyeurism."
VI
While speaking Tessie had been working her educated inner muscles around Archie's throbbing tool. He'd turned his face, meeting her passion-filmed eyes, and her last words startled him. Then, deciding that she'd just made a true statement without meaning that she knew his secret, he chuckled and started screwing her with slow and steady strokes.
"I don't claim to have super-human strength either," he said. "Voyeurism means peeping, doesn't it? You wouldn't exactly be doing that if you watch me with Juanita, would you? When you watch me with her, I mean."
"There are several meanings of the term listed in the books I've read," Tessie said, stopping her clasping movements. "I remember one so-called authority saying that it was sexual gratification from seeing the sex organs or witnessing copulation. I use it to mean that I like to witness any and all sex acts between those willing to let me watch."
"I'm willing to be watched," Juanita said. "But when? I took a bath, put perfume in all the right places, came in to join the fun, and now I'm standing here getting hot enough to play with myself!"
Tessie pushed against Archie's chest. "Pull out and let her finish you off, honey. Then we'll go upstairs to a bed and introduce you to the pleasures of troilism."
"That's simultaneous sexual intercourse among three persons," Juanita said. "Right, Tessie?"
"You remembered," Tessie said. "I've been giving her lessons, Archie. In English, I mean. I think we're just about evenly matched in sexual abilities and knowledge."
Archie had pulled out and stood up. He felt that their was room for argument with Tessie's last statement. But he didn't say anything. He didn't think it wise to say that he thought Tessie was better with the inner muscle snapping bit. Juanita was very good with her snapper, anyhow. It was just that Tessie seemed more able or willing to keep it up longer.
The maid had dropped to her knees. Archie turned and faced her. She took the root of his wet cock in one hand and cupped his heavy balls with the other.
"What I'm going to do is called fellatio," she said, staring at his stiff shaft and licking her lips. "When you do it to me it's called cunnilingus."
"It's also called that when I do it to Tessie," Archie said, chuckling. Then he surged forward as the dark beauty took just about all of his swollen cock into her greedy mouth. "Or when you and Tessie do it to each other, for that matter. As well as being an act of Lesbianism, of course."
"I don't think she's hearing a word that you're saying," Tessie said. That blonde beauty had shifted and was sitting with her lovely buttocks perched on the very edge of the seat cushion. She reached out and began stroking Archie's butt. "I know I sometimes gel lost somewhere in outer space when I'm giving a blow-job, anyhow. And that's when I'm doing it to a female as well as to a man."
Archie had put his hands on Juanita's head. He wasn't tugging her closer. He was just stroking her soft coal black hair, letting her know how much pleasure he was gelling from her hot mouth and tongue. He put his right hand out and began fondling Tessie's thrusting titties. The lips were pebble-hard.
"If she gets too tired before you come I'll take over," Tessie said, pushing the solid mounds of flesh against his hand. "Unless you'd rather she stopped right now and we go upstairs."
"I think it might be a little too late for that," Archie said, pushing a little deeper into Juanita's mouth. He removed his hand from Tessie's taut-lipped titties and put it back on the silky hair. "I'm just about there now. Do you want me to try and hold back?"
"No," Tessie said, running a finger up and down on his asshole. "Let her have it. She tells me that she has been crazy about drinking sperm ever since she was about nine. They really start early below the border."
"As well as above the border," he said, thinking it wrong to cast slurs and remembering her words about blowing the three fellows. "You were twelve and forced the first time, but you did keep on-"
He let his words trail of. He knew Tessie wasn't listening. She was too engrossed in watching Juanita's greedy mouth moving forward and backward on his poking prick. And, too, he was balanced right on the brink. He liked to bold back just as long as he could. That increased the pleasure for him, of course, but Juanita had told him that it also increased the pleasure for her.
He didn't try to suppress a groan as he blasted off. Tessie's finger in his ass seemed to make his sperm shoot out with an extra-ordinary force. Juanita took just about all of his jerking rod and let the spurting stuff flow down her throat. She kept sucking until he was drained. And this time his cock was soft and limber.
"I've had it for quite a few minutes," he said, not ashamed of the soft limpness. Hell, two blowjobs in such a short time was enough to knock any man's cock down for a long count. "Why don't you girls do your stuff right here on the couch or the carpet?"
"That's a good idea," Tessie said, removing her hand and finger from his ass. She stood up. "You'd better sit down on the couch and rest, honey. Juanita and I will get down on the carpet and do our stuff. You can join when you're ready."
"I'm betting that it won't be long before you have another hard-on," Juanita said, moving until she was on her back with her legs parted. "Even if I didn't know about your stamina I'd bet the same way."
"I've never known a man yet who didn't find it stimulating to watch two or more females sexing it up," Tessie said, dropping down between Juanita's parted and lifted knees. "I think I'd better finish you off before we get on with our lengthy exhibition, darling. You must really be steaming after sucking on Archie's big beauty."
Tessie had been lowering her face toward Juanita's dark crotch. The maid, her blazing black eyes on Archie's face, lurched upward and entangled her fingers in the swirling blonde hair. She clamped her upper teeth over her full lower lip and momentarily closed her eyes.
Archie knew that Tessie's tongue had gone directly to Juanita's clitoris. Just as he knew that both women thought he was observing the gay act for the first time. He lowered his butt onto the couch and cautioned himself once again about keeping his secret life hidden from Tessie, Juanita, and everybody else.
"I'm coming!" Juanita blurted.
Tessie's head bobbed faster and her gripping fingers relaxed and slipped from Juanita's racing hips to her squirming ass. Archie, sorry that he didn't have a hard-on, knew that it'd be a special treat to slip his cock into Tessie's cunt right then.
But they had plenty of time, he told himself, scooting his ass out to the very edge of the seat cushion. They had all afternoon-and after the women finished showing him their fancy tricks he'd be ready to ball the hell out of them. All he had to do was remember not to appear too wise. It was supposed to be comparatively innocent where Lesbianism and threesome acts were concerned.
He really was, of course. Except for what he'd seen peeping. Then, remembering pictures he'd seen passed around in school, he decided they could be his out if he goofed and the women started asking questions as to how he happened to know about this or that. All of the scenes had been educational, as well as entertaining, and he guessed all youngsters had viewed such jack-off pictures at some time or other.
They didn't do any harm. In fact, they were basically beneficial. As were the hot books he'd read. Seeing erotic pictures and reading spicy books was an immediate thing and caused an immediate happening. They made u guy sew hot, sure, but that usually just resulted in an enjoyable session of masturbation. They didn't make a fellow go out and commit rape or anything like that.
"Have you seen that act performed by two women before, Archie? You're certainly taking everything calmly enough."
Tessie had asked the question, but both women were looking at him. They were sitting on the carpet, side by side, and Archie realized that he'd let his mind wander. He'd watched Tessie lift her face from between Juanita's relaxed legs, then watched as they'd gotten in the positions they were now in, but he guessed he had been behaving somewhat like a disinterested spectator.
"I've looked at pictures," he said. "I've seen all kinds of scenes depicting all kinds of group-sex acrobatics. I don't think I'm taking everything all that calmly, though. I'm sure as hell excited mentally, even if my pecker isn't standing stiffly at attention. Don't forget that I've already shot off twice in a very short time and-"
"I'm sorry," Tessie cut in. "It's just that I can't shake the feeling that you're either making fun of us or else would like to let us in on a secret you have. You can trust us, you know, and if there's something you'd like to tell us we'll promise not to repeat it. Won't we, Juanita?"
Juanita put one arm around Tessie's slender waist and fondled her nearest jutting breast with her other hand. "I never carry tales," .she said, meeting Archie's eyes. "The only thing I've told is about us having sex." She lowered her eyes. "Maybe Tessie has picked information out of me, but she just did it to try and help you have more fun."
"What else is there to tell?" he asked. "I don't care if Tessie knows that I go out the window at night and run through the streets. Just about everybody knows that I keep in condition like that. You're both looking at me as if you thought I went out each night and did something wrong."
"Having sex with girls wouldn't be doing anything wrong," Tessie said. "Maybe you've been going with an older woman and just didn't want anybody to know about it."
"I have an older woman right here at home," he said. "Older women now. Unless you mean to cut me off after this session."
"You know better than that," Tessie said. She laughed, low in her throat. "Okay, honey. I'll cut out the questions. I was mostly just curious, anyhow. It seems to me that a hot young man like you, with one of the biggest whangers I've ever had, would have a regular route to cover. You know. A girl in just about every block, waiting to be pronged by that big beauty."
"I'm bashful outside the house," Archie said, feeling his cock beginning to lift. He was looking right at both excising cunts, both women were sitting facing him with their knees raised, and he hoped that they were getting as tired of the yakking as he was. "Besides, Juanita keeps me fairly busy and I'm not too proud to have a go at madam five-finger from time to time."
"I always did think you were a brat," Tessie said jokingly. "I always resented having you around, really. I guess you sensed that, huh? Maybe that's the reason I want to make up for it now that you're grown."
"I'll accept that as an apology," he said, grinning. "Actually, I never liked the idea of you being around here. Now I think that I was just jealous because Vernon was getting to screw you." He chuckled. "Sure, I was just a kid at first, but I used to picture your body in my mind while I played with myself. In fact, I was thinking of you and your body the first time I shot off on the bathroom floor. I will say your body wasn't any better in my imagination than it is in real life."
"Well, thank you, honey!"
"I'm getting hot again," Juanita said. "Why don't you two talk about old times later?"
Tessie winked at Archie and turned her face toward Juanita. They kissed, wrapping their arms around each other, and Archie could tell that they were using their tongues. They fell backward on the carpet and turned over so that their naked bodies were pressed tightly together.
Then they rolled over until Tessie was on top. Still kissing passionately, their hands roaming all over each other's body, they started going through the motions of man-woman intercourse. Archie felt his big cock lift into a thrusting erection. But he told himself that he wouldn't do anything with his hard-on until he was invited.
He was fascinated by the way Tessie and Juanita were wriggling their asses and rubbing their cunts together. He had seen pictures and he'd peeked through the window and watched the swapping wives having gay sex, but now he was within a few feet of two hot-ass gals going at each other and nothing separated them from him. He had to fight against the urge to stand up and hurl himself and his rigid rod onto the heatedly squirming pile of flesh.
Tessie moved her mouth down and started kissing and tonguing and sucking on Juanita's big boobies. She engulfed one spiked tip and then the other. Her lovely buttocks kept right on rotating and her hands lovingly molded the lush body of the Mexican maid.
Juanita, matching each movement of Tessie's body, used her hands to caress Tessie's smooth, creamy-white back, shoulders and ass. Something about the contrast between the dark and light skin added to Archie's surging excitement. He didn't know which one he would've picked if he'd had to make a choice.
After about five minutes, they rolled over and Juanita started kissing and tonguing Tessie's jutting breasts. Then she sucked on the stiff left tip, then on the right spike while they both kept on rubbing their twats together. Archie figured that their clits were making contact but he didn't think either one of them had climaxed.
After about another five minutes Juanita and Tessie got on their sides, kissed each other passionately on the mouth again and then slowly turned end for end. They kissed and licked each other's knees, thighs and inner thighs. Their long legs waved and weaved, their hands caressed and squeezed each other's buttocks-and Archie couldn't keep from grabbing a handful of hard flesh himself. His swollen shaft burned as he palmed it carefully.
He got to his feet when they buried their faces and started going sixty-nine. The sight, the faint sounds and the memory of how each clitoris felt and tasted really had him steaming. But he was sure that he could go on and on without coming, no matter which or what kind of a hole encompassed his poking pecker first, last, and in-between. And he was still determined not to join the fun until he was invited.
They lapped each other to a blistering finish. They couldn't've fooled Archie about that. They gobbled too fast and long and furiously for him to be taken in by a faked act. Besides, they had no reason to try and fool him. They were out for fun and pleasure, as was he, and he knew that in the long run no one man was a match for any one woman-let alone two. So it seemed reasonable to assume: that they'd climax as often as they could, or wished, just to make sure that he didn't leave them hanging at the end of his line.
Archie was still standing with the fingers of one hand wrapped around his stiff cock when Tessie and Juanita separated. When they were again sitting side by side, facing him, they looked at his cock and then at his face. They both smiled and Tessie told him to stretch out on his back on the carpet.
Juanita said, "I've been doing a lot of bragging about you, baby. I hope you don't let me down."
"I feel very confident at the moment," he said, quickly getting into position Tessie had told him to get into. He clasped his hands behind his head. "Here I am and there it is. I guess you want me to just kind of play things by ear, huh?"
He didn't get an answer. He hadn't expected one. Both staring females were too busy moving closer to him and his jutting joystick. Only they didn't go directly to that hard hunk of flesh. One on each side, their uplifted butts away from his face, they began by kissing his lower thighs. He parted his legs and watched his thrusting tool sway back and forth. He'd try for at least thirty minutes, he thought. He should be able to last that long without turning it into torture for himself.
They didn't touch him with anything except the tips of their tongues as they started working their way to his cock and halls. He remembered Juanita saying that she was glad he didn't have a hairy body. Tessie seemed to feel the same way. The tip of her hot tongue traced intricate little designs on his muscular thigh-the right one-and Juanita's equally hot tongue-tip did the same on the left thigh.
As they got closer and closer to his genitals, he wondered why one of them didn't turn so that he could use his hands, mouth and tongue. But he didn't say anything. He was perfectly willing to go along with anything they wanted to do and with any way they wanted to do it. He was lucky to have two sexy beauties giving him the works. It'd be stupid to take a chance on saying something that might turn one or both of them off.
They reached his pecker and his jewels at the same time. But they skirted right on around them and his curly black pubic hairs and tongued their way up along his flat stomach to his chest. They licked at his nipples, making the nubs spring to attention. He greatly enjoyed the tingling sensations that began darting back and forth between the stiff little tits and his balls.
Soon, after opening their mouths wide and sucking on his hard nipples and the surrounding area, they tongued their way back down to his poking prick. They took turns licking the blunt end of his throbbing organ. Then, as Tessie popped the swollen knob into her hot mouth, Juanita went down and tongued his heavy balls. He lifted his knees slightly, moving so that Juanita could get at him better as she drew one of his balls into her hot mouth.
They soon shifted around, Juanita sucking his cock and Tessie going down and sucking one of his balls into her mouth. He started thinking that maybe he could last twenty minutes, instead of thirty, and he knew that he wouldn't've lasted two minutes if he hadn't already shot a load twice.
Tessie trailed back up to his stiff, tingling nipples. She tongued and sucked on one and then the other while Juanita started taking more and more of his rigid rod into her mouth on each downward movement. He finally failed to suppress a little moan. That was just about the first sound made, except for the soft sounds the greedy mouths made now and then.
There hadn't been a word spoken. Now, as he moaned, or groaned, Tessie lifted her mouth from a nipple and smiled. Then she kissed him on the mouth. He returned the torrid kiss, accepting the jabbing tongue and grabbing her firm, hard-tipped titties.
She broke the kiss, pulled her tongue from his mouth and licked at his lips. "That makes you a cocksucker by proxy or something doesn't it, honey?"
"I prefer the or something," he said, meeting her glowing blue eyes and smiling. "I've given it some thought, of course, and I've decided that I couldn't go through life asking women if they'd ever sucked a cock. Before kissing them on the mouth, I mean. They could lie, or slap my face, and-well, no matter what you say or think it really isn't like putting my mouth on a penis."
"I agree," Tessie said, lifting until she was on her hands and knees. Juanita was still sucking his pecker. "I was just testing you to see if you were too squeamish for me. I don't think you are. Do you mind being called a cunt-lapper?"
Tessie had moved until she was straddling his face, a smooth inner thigh barely touching each cheek. He was staring up and almost into her pussy. She started lowering the pink crevice and he put his hands up and grabbed her sleek ass.
"It doesn't make me want to jump with joy to think about being called that," he said, tugging the delectable flesh closer. "I guess it'd depend upon who called me one and how. But I'm willing to risk being teased or scorned to be able to do what I'm going to do right now."
Then he was thrilling to the strange pleasure of burying his face in the hot, moist snatch. He pushed his tongue between the slippery lips and lashed it against the walls of the palpitating tunnel. She moved so that he could get his tongue and lips on her stiffened clitoris. He lapped happily and felt Juanita's mouth and tongue leaving his hard penis.
But his stiff cock wasn't deserted for very long. Juanita settled down over him and engulfed it with her clasping cunt. She began bouncing up and down and he arched his back and thrust along with her. He kept on bestowing his lavish attentions upon Tessie, on her elit, and it was great having two females at the same time. It wasn't long before he felt both women shuddering through spasmodic orgasms.
His dick was still rock-hard and stiffly poking when the women left him. His tongue wasn't even tired. He started to make a crack about them being pooped before he was, but before he could speak they were at him again. This time Tessie engulfed his rod with her snapping snatch and Juanita straddled his face and offered her succulent twat for mouth-worship.
He tongue delved into the quivering aperture and stimulated the slippery protrusion until Juanita came again. Tessie, bouncing up and down on his poking pecker, wriggled through another series of spasms seconds later. He still wasn't even close to a finish.
They got off him, looked at his jutting manhood, then at each other, and Tessie said that they really had a strong young stud to teach and maybe be taught by. Juanita said that she'd been saying that all along. Archie asked if they were getting too tired to go on.
"You'd better be kidding," Tessie said, frowning in such a way that he knew that she was kidding. "We just might make you sorry that you said such a silly thing, honey."
Juanita said, "You might begin to think that you're getting too much of a good thing before we're through with you, baby."
"Maybe my prick will fail to stay hard as long as you want it to, but I think my tongue will be going just as long as either one of yours."
"The horny kid has something there," Tessie said, pinching Juanita's nearest breast and then scrambling to her feet. "Let's go upstairs and continue our fun. There's nothing like a springy mattress to help increase the pleasure of any kind of a sex act."
They went upstairs to the maid's room and bed. They rested and then went through much the same erotic routine they'd enjoyed so much downstairs. Archie didn't say so, but he agreed that a springy mattress did add to the pleasure.
With the help of Tessie and Juanita, he managed to delay his third climax for over and hour. That third time, he shot his wad while screwing Tessie and going down on Juanita. He wasn't ashamed to admit that he'd had enough. They both bragged on him and his stamina-and then started doing a sixty-nine.
He went for a shower, feeling as if he'd run a regulation cross-country course at least three times. He was still too pooped to go prowling and peeping that night.
VII
The next morning it was raining. It rained for almost a week, day and night, and Archie didn't have a chance to get out at night to practice his hobby. He didn't mind getting wet, as it was summer, but he didn't think it wise to go prowling through backyards in the rain. The police probably didn't think that he was enough of a screwball to be running the streets at night in such weather.
Besides, he was just about satiated with sex, mentally and physically. He was almost glad that Juanita was having her period. She came to his room a few times, offering to relieve him with her mouth or her fingers, but he told her that he'd take the opportunity to rest up for future sessions.
Another truth was: He was suffering pangs of guilt over being disloyal to his brother. He didn't care what his brother and Tessie did or didn't do, but he still felt that he'd done a terrible wrong by having sex with his sister-in-law.
He didn't get a chance to talk to Tessie alone. Or he avoided any such opportunity. He even thought about telling her that they'd better not have anything to do with each other again, that he didn't want to have sex with her again, but he knew that he'd do anything she wanted him to, any time she wanted it done.
One look at her gorgeous figure, often scantily-clad, and he knew that if she'd knocked on his bedroom door and offered to give him relief in any fashion he would've accepted. He knew that he wasn't very consistent in his thoughts and ideas, but he also knew that nothing was very consistent where sex was concerned.
Proof of that, and he didn't really plan it that way, on Thursday night he beat his meat. He was taking a shower, soaping himself all over, and, as was usually the case, he had a hard-on. This was one of those throbbing erections that wouldn't go down without something being done.
One look at her gorgeous figure, often scantily-clad, and he knew that if she'd knocked on his bedroom door and offered to give him relief in any fashion he would've accepted. He knew that he wasn't very consistent in his thoughts and ideas, but he also knew that nothing was very consistent where sex was concerned.
Proof of that, and he didn't really plan it that way, on Thursday night he beat his meat. He was taking a shower, soaping himself all over, and, as was usually the case, he had a hard-on. This was one of those throbbing erections that wouldn't go down without something being done.
He didn't even think about going to Juanita's room until he'd already jacked himself off beyond the point of stopping. So, feeling a kind of guilty shame along with the pleasure for the first time in years, he screwed his soapy fist until his sperm shot against the side of the shower stall. He watched the white liquid run down the side of the wet wall to the tile and silently promised himself that he'd try and not be so wasteful again.
Not that he felt that he'd wasted his time and effort. It'd felt good, damned good, but it'd been wasted as far as Juanita was concerned. And Tessie, for that matter. Either one of the hot-ass gals would've gladly taken the gushing orgasm in her cunt or in her mouth.
The lull in his sexual activities didn't last very long. The next evening Juanita pulled him aside and told him that she was ready for action again. It was raining, really pouring down, and he said that he'd go upstairs early. He did, shortly after nine o'clock, and he'd little more than entered the maid's room and closed the door when they were locked in a heated embrace.
She'd already pulled down the shades and stripped herself naked. He squeezed her firm buttocks and swabbed her tonsils with his tongue. His pecker started straining against his shorts and slacks, pushing against her belly, and he dimly wondered why he'd even thought about not having sex with her.
There wasn't any sense in punishing Juanita and himself just because he felt guilty about screwing and going down on his brother's beautiful wife. He'd have to put a stop to that stupid shit. Hell, Vernon and Tessie cheated on each other, maybe even with each other's full knowledge and blessing, so why should he worry? She'd instigated the whole deal, really, and Vernon couldn't very well hold him responsible for what his wanton wife had started.
As soon as they had to break for air, Juanita started unbuttoning his sport shirt. "Tessie thinks you're angry with her, baby. I told her that you were just worried because you were afraid your brother would find out. That's right, isn't it?"
"I have no argument with the statement," he said, moving his arms so that she could slip his shirt off. "I haven't been able to meet his eyes since I was with you and Tessie. I'm not angry with her, that's for sure. I guess I'm just angry and disgusted with myself for having so little will-power."
"You have plenty of will-power in the only important way," Juanita said, stepping backward the few feet and sitting down on the side of the bed. "You hurt my feelings when you wouldn't let me blow you when I was having my period."
"I needed the rest," he said, meeting the serious black eyes. "Hell, you know that no man can even come close to it keeping up with a really sexy woman."
"I'll bet you would've accepted Tessie's fingers and mouth."
He stared. Then he grinned. "You're jealous," he said.
"Maybe I am. A little bit, anyhow. But I did have you first. Now, after a few hours with your beautiful sister-in-law, you act as if you would just as soon not touch me.
"That isn't true," he said. "I didn't mean to act that way, anyhow." He kicked out of his leather house shoes and put his fingers on his belt buckle. "And if I remember correctly, I paid just as much attention to you and your beautiful body as I did to Tessie's." He saw her black eyes begin to glow and he knew it wasn't just because he'd dropped his shorts and slacks. "You have a beautiful body, Juanita." He chuckled. "And your features aren't hard to take, either!"
The maid's pretty face flushed. "Don't try and snow me, baby! I'm not exactly a beginner, you know."
He lifted his eyebrows. "You aren't? And just when did you lose your amateur status?"
"I think you misunderstood my meaning," Juanita said, her gleaming black eyes fixed on his poking prong. "I've never been a whore, if that's what you're getting at."
"Maybe I'd better shut up before I get in trouble," Archie said, stepping out of the circle his garments had formed. He moved forward and shoved his stiff dick into her eager hands. "I don't think there's any misunderstanding as to what you want to do now."
She squeezed and milked his rod and a drop of clear liquid oozed out. "All the way with my mouth, baby?"
"Sure," he said. "Either the first time or the second."
She took the swollen knob about three inches into her mouth without saying anything. But she hadn't been sucking for more than a couple of pleasure-filled minutes when Archie heard the door open. He turned his head and saw Tessie entering the bedroom. Smiling brightly, she closed the door and swayed over and stood beside him. She was wearing a blue terrycloth bathrobe.
"Vernon decided to go to the lodge meeting, honey." Tessie patted his ass, laughed low in her throat. She sat on the bed beside the busy, greedy maid. "You didn't look startled or surprised when I came in. Is the darling working on your first come?"
"Yes. She just started. Are you sure that Vernon left the house?"
"I'm positive. He won't be back for two or three hours. But wouldn't it be funny if he had a hot piece of tail lined up and didn't mean to go to the lodge hall? Sometimes I think my dear husband and I should sit down and have a heart-to-heart talk. You know, maybe we could reach some kind of an agreement like these-well, like the swappers I'm always reading about."
"I don't think Vernon .would agree to anything like that," Archie said, not sure he was speaking the truth. "I hope he wouldn't, anyhow!"
"I understand that some of the most respectable and respected couples in the nation secretly belong to swap clubs or groups," Tessie said. "I've even heard rumors that a few married couples in this town get together for swapping parties." She lifted her blazing blue eyes to his face. "Judging from your expression, maybe I'd better add that I doubt if I could go that far!"
"It wouldn't be any skin off my ass if you did," Archie said, not sure what his expression had been-or was. He'd had the sudden thought that Tessie and Vernon might already be involved with a swapping group, maybe even with the swingers he'd observed.
Juanita pulled her mouth from his cock. "Don't you think we're wasting a lot of valuable time with talk?"
The maid had looked up at Tessie. That blonde beauty smiled and said, "You were supposed to be lost in the pleasures of fellatio, darling. If you don't want me to talk, why don't you let me fill my mouth with that soiled instrument of love?"
"Sex," Juanita corrected. "In this case, anyhow."
"All sex is a form of love," Tessie said, reaching out and grabbing Archie's heavy, hanging balls. "Come here, honey. After that corny bit about your delightful dick I need my mouth plugged for more reasons than one."
Archie, glad that she wasn't squeezing his testicles hard enough to cause pain, had been moving over in front of his sister-in-law. She opened her mouth wide and took at least four inches of his stiff organ. Thrilling to her hot mouth and educated tongue, he was glad that the talk had ceased before he'd had a chance to mention Don and Ellen Patterson.
He'd started to ask Tessie if she knew that swapping couple. A reaction from Tessie, one way or another, would've probably gotten him in so deep that the truth as to how he knew about the swapping might've come out. No matter what happened, he didn't want Tessie and Vernon to find out about his peeping.
"Why don't you let us take turns?" Juanita asked.
Her eyes hadn't lifted from Tessie's greedy mouth moving forward and backward along almost the entire length of his rigid rod. Before he could answer, and he would've said that just about any arrangement they wanted to make would be okay with him, Tessie stopped sucking.
"Be my guest, darling. I'll get out of this robe so that we can get on the bed and be more comfortable. Your legs must be getting tired, Archie. Go ahead and blast off if you can and want to. I'll wait for your second come."
While speaking, Tessie had gotten to her feet and slipped out of the robe. She was naked underneath. She stood there for a couple of minutes, one hand stroking Archie's ass and the other stroking Juanita's back and shoulder. Juanita had quickly started sucking his rod. When Tessie pressed her lovely nakedness against him and said that she'd like to be kissed, he turned his face without any hesitation. They mashed their mouths together in a tongue-lashing kiss.
Archie, thinking about the two or three hours that Vernon would be gone and the fact that he'd probably be with the two sex-happy females for that long, decided that he'd better start conserving his strength. He pulled his mouth and tongue from Tessie's, his cock from Juanita's mouth and tongue, and suggested that they get on the bed where they could get at each other better.
He didn't get any objections from the two wanton women. Tessie told him to make a suggestion as to how they should arrange themselves and Juanita said that anything he wanted to do would be all right with her. Mentally and physically steaming, horny hot and ripe for anything and everything, he got on the bed on his back and told them to turn their cunts toward his face.
They did, one getting on each side. While they took turns sucking his cock he caressed and kissed their sleek behinds. While Tessie was blowing him, he told her to lower herself. But even as she lowered her blonde crotch down over his face she removed her mouth and tongue from his throbbing penis.
So as he darted his tongue and delved into Tessie's hot cunt, Juanita's hot mouth engulfed his cock. They again started taking turns sucking just after he started lapping Tessie's stiff, slippery clitoris.
Then, going along with the switching around routine, he slapped Tessie's ass until she lifted and moved away. Then he grabbed Juanita's ass and helped her lower her dark crotch over his face. He delved his tongue just as eagerly and started lapping her stiff, slippery passion-button.
Juanita had an orgasm after about thirty laps or so. He managed to get his lips in on the heated action and if he hadn't been so experienced he would've thought the juices were going to drown him. As it was, he did have to finally push against her inner thighs and make her lift enough so that he could breath.
He heard Tessie say, "Let it go, honey! I'll take the second batch!"
Archie pulled Juanita's pussy back to his mouth. He jabbed his tongue against the tip of her clit in harmony with the tongue licking the tip of his cock. She didn't make it again, but he knew that she enjoyed the sensation just about as much as she would've had she had another release.
Just as he started coming, he cupped Tessie's crotch and inserted his middle finger in her twat. He fingered her stiffened clit as expertly as he knew how. As his hot sperm shot into Juanita's mouth and down her throat, Tessie wriggled through a climax.
His pecker didn't get completely soft and Juanita didn't keep on sucking very long after he'd ejaculated. He shoved her wet snatch away from his face and saw that she and Tessie were passionately kissing. He pulled his finger from Tessie's moist cunt, causing a little popping sound, and asked if they were sharing him in that manner.
After they'd pulled their mouths apart, Tessie looked back at him and said, "In some quarters swallowing semen is considered to be an excellent aid to one's complexion. I can't say that I absolutely agree, but-"
"We both do have nice complexions," Juanita cut in. "I've heard and read about women who have stables of young men they keep around for milking purposes."
"Just another reason why it'd be wonderful to be rich," Tessie said, laughing and twisting around on the bed. She planted a wet kiss on Archie's forehead. "Now what, honey? Would you like to watch us eating each other while you get in shape for another sucking or screwing session?"
Saying that he'd like that very much, Archie sat up and scooted his ass toward the head of the bed. Then, swinging his feet out of the way so as to give them plenty of room, he settled back to watch the form of gay sex he found so fascinating.
They started by kissing and licking each other's satiny inner thighs. While performing this exciting, erotic act they also used their fingers to caress and stroke each other. They let their hands wander from time to time, but they mostly fondled each other's sleek buttocks.
Archie had another thrusting hard-on before they even buried their faces and started tonguing each other's twat. He could tell by the way they both started squirming the exact moment when each tongue found a clitoris.
Tessie and Juanita went at each other for almost ten minutes. Archie got so hot watching them and feeling the bed sway that he got on his hands and knees and started getting his fingers, mouth and tongue in on the action. He kissed and licked and fingered the lush female flesh and the creamy white and the dark brown skin. A few times, he even came damned close to jabbing his tongue in what he considered the wrong place.
He had a throbbing erection that needed to be taken care of by the time Tessie and Juanita finally made each other spasm with their tongues. When they pulled apart, he told them that he was in the mood for what might be called some old-fashioned screwing. They got on their backs, side by side, and he told them to decide who was going to get pronged first.
"I'm sure that this is one of my long lasting hard-ons," he said, looking from light crotch to dark crotch, not wanting to have to make the choice and take a chance on hurting either one's feelings. He grinned. "So, from experience, I guess you know that I'll have plenty for both of you."
Tessie smiled. "Just listen to the young braggart, Juanita. Shall we make him eat his words?"
"He's just stalling about climbing on and in you first," Juanita said. "He thinks I'm jealous. Should I tell him exactly why I have no reason to be envious?"
"I don't think it's necessary to take a chance on fouling up our fun," Tessie said. "Go ahead and screw Juanita first, Archie. I do loke to watch, you know, and I also have a husband to give me a good banging tonight." She laughed. "If he isn't out sexing it up with some other hot-ass gal, of course! That just might mean that hell have to fall back on his tongue, finger, and possible his one big toe!"
Archie didn't want to hear any more about his brother. He wasn't jealous, but what he'd already heard had made him afraid that his cock was going to bend in the middle. Quickly positioning himself between Juanita's eagerly parted legs and giving her just enough time to do the guiding, he shoved his throbbing tool into her tight twat.
She thrust upward and took almost ail of him. He hit bottom, but she didn't back off a quarter of an inch. She wrapped her long legs around his waist and started rotating her ass. He began pumping in long and steady strokes, setting a pace that he knew he could keep for a long time and still save his ejaculation for Tessie. The way he felt, he decided that he just might let the two greedy gals argue about who was going to get this third come.
It wasn't long before he sent Juanita soaring through a whole series of spasmodic releases. She moaned and cried out and pulled his opened mouth to hers. She sucked on his tongue and wriggled her ass wildly. She bucked and lurched and jerked and jolted. Even when she was limp outwardly she kept right on trying to milk him to a discharge with her inner muscles.
He lifted until he was braced on his arms and hands, grinned, looked into her passion-fdmed black eyes and told her that it'd take at least twenty minutes. She smiled, stuck her tongue out at him, and stopped the inward motion.
"Now me," Tessie said, falling backward until she was again flat on her back. She'd been sitting where she wouldn't miss a move. "Put that big beauty in my hungry pussy and screw me as if there were no tomorrow!"
Hurriedly shifting, Archie carried out his sister-in-law's torrid wishes. And his own. It did take him about twenty minutes to climax. During that time Tessie shuddered through two orgasms. Juanita, as hot as he'd ever seen her, got on top of him and frantically rubbed her cunt against his ass. He bucked her off while he was getting his gun, but he had the presence of mind to reach and find her pussy. Tessie already had a finger buried there. He slipped his finger into the hot hole alongside Tessie's and the three of them blasted off at the same time.
Then, after a few minutes, they got his prick hard again with their fingers and tongues and he screwed them both again. Juanita, then Tessie, making them both come at least twice. He really had to do some fancy concentrating-along with some fancy acrobatics-to climax a third time.
It took about an hour. Tessie and Juanita both went all-out in their efforts to make him come a third time. They took turns sucking his cock, licking his balls and tonguing his ass. He screwed them from all directions, including between their titties, and he did a sixty-nine with both of them. He figured it'd be impossible to give even a close estimate of the number of times they shuddered through spasmodic releases.
Finally, after they both admitted to being temporarily pooped-and Tessie made a remark concerning the possibility that she might have to take care of her husband when he got home-Juanita said that she was willing to suffer a little bit for a worthy cause. Archie had never acknowledged her previous broad hints that she sometimes liked to take it in the ass.
Tessie, seeming to be slightly embarrassed for the first and only time, said that she knew damned well that she was too tender for corn-holing. Archie, always curious as to how it'd feel to penetrate the "wrong" hole, and kind of glad that his sister-in-law did draw the line at pedication, got behind Juanita as soon as she was in position on her hands and knees.
Juanita told him to slip his cock into her cunt first. He did, pulling it out wet and slippery. Then he placed the swollen head directly against the tiny opening and pushed. Then his groan mingled with her loud gasp as she shoved backward and took the big knob and at least three inches of the thick shaft.
Tessie, her face close and her blue eyes blazing with lust, watched the entire proceedure. Patting Archie's ass and saying that she had a great idea, she got underneath Juanita and told the "plugged" maid to lower her cunt and clit to hers.
Juanita did so, slowly, and Archie went right along, jamming a little more of his throbbing prick into the hot, tight little sheath while doing so. Then began one of the wildest rides he'd ever had the wondrous pleasure of experiencing.
And it was one of the shortest. As soon as the women began squirming and rubbing their cunts and clits together, he started building toward his explosive finish. He started his strokes into the tight, hot hole, trying not to go too deep, but Juanita moved in such a way as to take practically all of his cock.
It took about sixty seconds; and about half that many thrusts. Then his cock convulsed and shot his hot sperm deep, flooding her contracting internal muscles.
Right after he'd sagged limply and Juanita and Tessie had done the same, the guilty feeling was right there to bother him. He wished that he could forget that the only way he could ever stop having anything to do with his swinging sister-in-law was to leave the house and the town.
VIII
It'd stopped raining by Saturday evening. Archie, restlessly missing his nightly peeping excursions, was in his room by nine and out on the streets by ten. He ran for a couple of miles, keeping out in the open, glad to stretch his legs in the hobby that he would've followed even if he hadn't had the extra bonus of spying upon sexual activities.
In the back of his mind was the knowledge that sooner or later that evening he'd visit the big house where he'd witnessed the swapping, but he wasn't in any hurry. It was early, he did need the exercise, and he wanted to check on a few houses in a neighborhood where he'd never ventured.
A mile or so beyond the estate where he'd seen Don and Ellen Patterson switching partners there was a small colored district. It wasn't a slum, as were some districts he'd seen depicted on television, but he'd never prowled the neighborhood. Mostly, he felt that it'd be more difficult to explain his presence if he happened to be caught.
Seeing many lights on in the big house setting well back from the street and surrounded by the fence, he trotted right on by. He figured that in an hour or so things would really be hopping-and popping. In the meantime, he might just be lucky enough to see some black flesh in action.
He exercised even more than his usual caution. Luckily, he didn't meet or see any dogs. Since it was early, most of the houses had lights on in one or more rooms. He didn't bother scouting the homes where the windows had been completely covered by drapes or shades; nor did he go close to those where no attempt to block an outsider's view had been made.
Only where the drapes lacked an inch or so of being drawn, and where the shades had been left up an inch or two, did he take a chance on approaching for a quick look. For about two blocks he only saw family groups and couples sitting around reading or watching television.
Finally, deciding that he was probably wasting time, and anxious to see if Don and Ellen Patterson would attend another sex party, he headed back. But he was unable to resist the temptation to cross the street and check the windows on that side. About mid-way down the second block, after spotting one young black couple reading in bed and wearing nightclothes, he scored in a big way.
The light was on in a bedroom. The shade was up about two inches. A young woman, maybe twenty-five, was sitting on the side of a bed. She was naked, she was stacked like the proverbial brick shithouse and she was jet black. Her black hands were cupping her big black breasts. Her long and shapely black legs were crossed, one swinging rhythmically. Just as Archie looked at her pretty black face he saw her red lips move.
The window was down because of the air-conditioning he so often cursed for spoiling of his fun, but a glance toward a doorway told him that the naked woman was speaking to a man. The man was also naked and jet black, and his body was formed just as well in a masculine way as the woman's was in a feminine way.
They were perfect specimens of the male and female body, Archie thought, deciding that they were man and wife and were getting ready to have sex. The man's black cock was stiffly jutting and his big black sac was dangling way, way down.
The poking penis was about average in length, somewhere between five and six inches long, but it was very big in diameter. Archie had seen black peckers before, on colored fellows in the high school shower room, so he knew that it was a myth about all black men having great big cocks.
In fact, his prick had compared favorably with most he'd observed, even if he had seen a few black ones that had to be nine and ten inches long when hard. Since he only looked at men and what they had as a matter of natural curiosity, his gaze went back to the naked black female within a few seconds.
He'd only seen pictures of black girls and women, but he'd spent a lot of time day-dreaming about how hot they were supposed to be. He figured that part of that reputation was also a myth, but that hadn't kept him from picturing a colored gal or gals in his feverish mind occasionally when he was beating his meat.
The black woman uncrossed her legs, released her breasts, swung her feet up and around and stretched out on the bed on her back. Her big titties poked straight up at the ceiling. The black man walked close to the bed and stopped with his thick, stiff shaft still swaying slightly. She put one hand out and gently caressed the big knob. He grinned, showing very white teeth, and said something. The woman laughed, also revealing very white teeth, and pointed toward the doorway with her free hand.
Archie looked and saw another man. The second stud wasn't quite as black as the first, but his erect penis was at least nine inches long. It wasn't very big around, though. It was very slender, really, and even the knob wasn't all that big. His big black sac was also dangling way, way down.
Both men were about the same size, otherwise, and both looked to be about thirty. The second man entered and stood beside the first one, his stiff pecker also swaying slightly. The woman said something, laughed again, then shifted her caressing fingers to the head of his penis. Archie looked toward the doorway, expecting another female to appear at any moment.
But that wasn't to be. The two men got on the bed with the woman, one on each side, and started sucking on her big black breasts. She fondled their heavy balls until they started taking turns kissing her on the mouth. That was after a minute or two and then she wrapped the fingers of each hand around a black cock.
Briefly wondering as to the relationship and deciding that it could be the husband and the lover teamed up to keep an overly-sexed woman happy, Archie made sure that he wasn't being observed. Then he settled into a more comfortable position to watch the free show.
It wasn't long before the man with the longest pecker moved down on the bed and started kissing and licking the woman's rounded thighs. She and the other man kissed passionately and she kept on playing with his thick prick while he played with her big boobies.
When the man moved his face between the woman's parted legs she and the other man stopped kissing. When he buried his face in her black crotch the other man moved upward on the bed until she could get her mouth on his cock. She really had to open her mouth wide to get the big knob in. She swiftly succeeded, very obviously making them both happy as hell. She sucked greedily, squirming her ass along with the lavish attentions being paid her cunt and clitoris.
Soon, and Archie had a throbbing erection by then, the man's head started bobbing faster and the woman's ass wriggled wildly. She sucked even more greedily on the other man's dick, too. The man going down on her had his black ass lifted in the air. His long slim prick was making little jerking movements without being touched and Archie's throbbing tool was doing the same against his sweat pants.
The woman lurched upward against the man's face, clamped her black thighs together and her entire body was wracked with spasms. She even pulled her mouth from the other man's thick dick and rolled her head back and forth on the mattress, still digging her fingers into the scalp imprisoned between her legs.
When she relaxed and allowed the man to lift his face, the two men quickly changed places. The entire erotic routine was repeated, the other man making her come with his mouth and tongue and without either one of the men shooting off.
Archie had to admire the stamina displayed by the two black men. He'd heard about that racial characteristic, but he'd always taken what he'd considered to be tall tales with a grain of salt. Now, however, he had to admit that it didn't seem to be a myth about most black men being long lasting studs.
In the performance he was witnessing, anyhow. He did decide that the threesome had had a lot of practice, though. Probably even more than he'd had with Juanita and Tessie.
He could last one hell of a long time with them. Being used to a pussy helped a guy stall off his climax. Besides, he wasn't even sure that the two men were working on their first climaxes.
For all he knew, they could've already screwed the hot-ass woman before he arrived. Or she could've sucked them off all the way. To look at it from all angles, they could've even jacked themselves off in preparation for the sizzling session.
After the woman had recovered from her second spasmodic orgasm, which only took a couple of minutes, the two men started sucking on her big titties again. They'd been talking while the woman was flaked out with her eyes closed-and Archie would've given a few bucks to've known what they were discussing.
They both trailed their parted lips and darting tongues down along the squirming black female nakedness when they finally left the jutting mounds of springy flesh. With their hands they pushed her into all kinds of positions, giving her a tongue bath that didn't miss one square inch of her glistening black flesh.
Finally, after they'd taken turns tonguing her twat one last time, the man with the cock that was big in diameter got between her parted legs and put the blocks to her. Balls deep, he rolled them over on their sides and the other man got on his side behind the woman.
Archie had a perfect view of the long slim head being poked against the anal opening. The man pushed and over half of the black rod disappeared into the dark depths. He held himself still and the woman shoved backward and took another inch or so. The man with his cock jammed in her cunt also remained motionless. The woman began doing all the moving and Archie decided that he'd like to try that kind of a threesome.
He wasn't sure that he'd want to be around the black man or men, but he knew that he'd prong the black woman if he had a chance. Or any attractive black girl or woman, for that matter. Then, giving more thought to the fact that there'd be another male, white or black, if Le were to give that type of sex a try, he wasn't so sure that he wanted to experiment in that manner. Being around another male just might turn him off.
While these thoughts were flickering through Archie's feverish mind, the woman was slowly moving herself forward and backward on the two black prongs. She was taking all the thick shaft into her pussy and was engulfing at least three-quarters of the long slim shaft when she pushed her buttocks backward.
Remembering the thrilling sensation of having his cock buried in Juanita's hot, tight asshole, Archie was fascinated by the way the black woman was getting screwed there. The sight was making him hotter and hotter. He knew that he was going to have to do something about his straining erection. If he didn't take his throbbing pecker out and give himself a flip job he might just shoot off in his sweat pants.
It'd been three years since that'd happened, but the way he felt, about thirty fast strokes would send his sperm spurting. It might be a good idea to go ahead and get it over with before he went to the swap party as an unseen and uninvited observer.
Thinking the erotic thoughts and watching the two men beginning to hunch along with the woman's ever faster movements, Archie pulled his rigid rod out into the open. He was on his knees on the ground with his eyes on a level with the active trio. He wrapped the fingers of his right hand firmly around his pulsating organ and beat his meat in harmony with the motions of the three black asses.
The two black men shot off within seconds of each other. They lashed themselves furiously. The black woman seemingly started coming before they did and then hunched back and forth a few times even after they'd pushed in and held. During this time Archie's semen spurted out and splattered against the side of the house.
He milked his big cock dry and then tucked it away. By then the three black lovers were beginning to separate. Not interested in seeing what had to be done for the next few minutes, and anxious to go check on the swappers, he got to his feet and jogged across the back yard to the alley. Within a couple of blocks he'd completely regained the strength in his legs and paced himself accordingly.
Moving at a fairly fast clip, he was soon climbing the fence. There were quite a few cars in the parking area. He skirted around them, afraid of being seen by somebody that might've just arrived, then decided to go directly to his vantage point on the porch roof.
So, not even going close enough to see into any of the lighted rooms downstairs, he made it to the handy tree and climbed to the porch roof without mishap. The light was on in the bedroom, as he'd seen from below, and he breathed a little sigh of relief when he found that the shade had been left up about six inches. (The porch roof was small and didn't extend out under any other windows).
There was a young couple sitting on the side of the bed. They were both naked, but they were just talking, apparently recovering from a sexual bout with each other, or possibly from a round with one or two partners. The handsome young fellow didn't have a hard-on and the young woman's body was enough to turn on any male or Lesbian.
She was a natural redhead. She had a pretty face and a beautiful body. The short red pubic hairs were curly and parted to reveal the exciting pink slit. Even though she was sitting, it was easy to see that her lovely legs were long and shapely. Her titties weren't very big, but they were perfectly round and rode high on her chest. She didn't seem to be long out of her teens. She was a living doll, really, and Archie envied the young guy sitting beside her.
He had brown hair fashioned in a crew-cut, broad shoulders and chest, with a great deal of hair on the latter, a muscular body all the way down to his ankles and his limp penis looked as if it'd expand into about a six-inch erection.
They made a very attractive couple, Archie thought, deciding that they might be husband and wife. They were undoubtedly waiting for another couple to come in and swap, or maybe they'd just made arrangements for one person, male or female, to join them in a threesome.
Archie got as comfortable as possible, stretching out on his side so that his face was near the window, but positioning his head so that he could duck out of sight if somebody looked directly at the window. He felt safe enough.
He hadn't been discovered the first time he'd peeked into the bedroom and he saw no reason for worrying about being seen the second time. Or a third time, for that matter. He was still pleased with the set-up he'd stumbled onto and he meant to keep returning. It was an ideal set-up for a voyeur.
He was glad that he'd flipped himself off. He was already getting another hard-on, just from gazing at the pink pussy lips. Later, after he was tired of getting his kicks peeping, he'd haul ass home and have a pleasurable session or two with Juanita.
They'd had a couple of sessions the night before. He'd shot off twice, anyhow. Once while they were doing a sixty-nine and then again screwing her dog-fashion. He'd had his cock in her cunt while banging her like that. He didn't like the corn-holing all that much. Not as a regular thing. It was too fast. The heat and the tightness didn't let him exercise much control.
He hadn't had Tessie since the evening Vernon had gone to the lodge meeting in the rain. He guessed that was where his brother had gone. The things he heard Tessie say made him wonder sometimes if she and his brother weren't playing some kind of joke on him. Even Juanita had made cracks that indicated much the same. Maybe he should ask questions and insist upon answers, but he didn't want to take any chances on spoiling a good thing.
Besides, as long as he didn't know for sure that Vernon was a way-out sex-nut, willing for his wife to have sex with other men, including him, then he wouldn't have to lose all his respect for his older brother. It was bad enough for him to be having sex with his sister-in-law. But for a man to willingly allow his wife to be screwed by another man was a hell of a lot worse.
Archie saw a movement in the doorway. He pulled his gaze from the reddish crotch-the young woman had pulled her thighs together enough to close the pink vagina lips-and his heart seemed to jump up into his throat.
But he wasn't really all that startled or surprised to see Tessie come swaying into the bedroom.
IX
Archie had composed himself seconds after seeing his smiling sister-in-law approaching the young naked couple. The fact that he'd already suspected that she and his brother were swappers had a lot to do with that; he also admitted to himself that the choking sensation he'd felt had been caused by a degree of jealousy.
Tessie wasn't completely naked. She was wearing a white brassiere, brief white panties and white high heels. When she was near the smiling couple she whipped the bra off. Her lovely breasts swung free and then swayed gently back and forth. Archie saw the young man's cock lifting into an erection.
Her full lips forming words, Tessie winked at the young woman-or so it seemed to Archie-and then quickly peeled out of the Bikini-type panties. Straightening, she raised each foot in turn and let the young man remove the shoes. Then, stepping to one side, away from the greedily staring couple, she gave a graceful little leap, twisted in the air and landed on her back in the middle of the big bed.
The young couple had joined Tessie before she stopped bouncing. One on each side, they each grabbed a jutting titty and started sucking. She grabbed the reddish crotch with one hand and the stiff penis with the other. She stroked the hard flesh and inserted a finger into the soft flesh. Archie saw that he'd guessed right about the size of the pecker. It was about six inches when erect.
The redhead squirmed on the stimulating finger and moved her mouth up to Tessie's parted lips, While they kissed passionately, Tessie diddled the younger woman with her finger and the young man left the other magnificent mound and started the downward journey.
He'd only kissed and licked his way down to Tessie's dainty little belly-button when the redhead broke the torrid kiss. She moved lower on the bed, as he had done', and started licking Tessie's nearest thigh. The man skirted right on around Tessie's blonde pussy hairs and began licking her other rounded thigh.
Tessie lifted and parted her knees. She'd already started squirming her ass against the mattress. But neither one of her young sex-partners went directly to her cunt. They both kissed and licked lower, down below her uplifted knees, and Archie began wishing that he was on the big bed with the sex-happy swingers.
He wouldn't have to touch the male flesh or let the man touch him. He could tongue the redhead's twat while she was going down on Tessie. Then the three of them could switch around. After that he could screw them both, one after the other-but would it be possible to keep from touching or being touched by the young man?
He supposed not. But there wouldn't be anything queer about a casual touch while they were both having fun with the two females. He'd watched group-sex activities before and he'd never seen the men touch each other in an out-right sexual manner. He'd read about a few of the male swappers being bisexual, though. What if it turned out that Vernon was that type? That would be rough to take!
Thinking of his brother, Archie wondered why Vernon hadn't entered the bedroom with Tessie. Maybe he was in another bedroom having his fun with two more swinging swappers. Or maybe he was off somewhere guzzling beer. That seemed doubtful, though. He didn't think Tessie would stay married to a man who wasn't very virile. Unless, of course, that was the reason they'd joined the swappers. Maybe Vernon wasn't the man he appeared to be.
Then it entered Archie's mind that his sister-in-law might be there without his brother's knowledge or permission. He'd read that most swapping clubs or groups didn't have all that many set rules. And when it was a case of getting a hot-ass gal to join he doubted that many swappers, male or female, would be too insistent about there being an accompanying husband or male escort.
Archie found himself hoping that Vernon wasn't in the big house. Then he decided that it was foolish of him to have that wish. Hell, it wasn't any skin off his ass. Let them swap. It wasn't any of his business what they did. And he was one hell of a jerk to be condemning anybody for anything! Having sex with his sister-in-law was a border-line case of incest!
The thoughts about his brother and his own self-condemnation hadn't interfered with Archie's enjoyment of the free sex show he was seeing. The fact that he knew exactly how all of the lovely parts of Tessie's body felt and tasted somehow even added to his pleasure. Most of the jealousy was blotted out by the passion he was experiencing. And he'd long since responded physically. His cock had lifted and strained demandingly against his sweat pants.
The four sets of fingers were in play right along with the two mouths and two tongues. Tessie's beautiful nakedness was stroked, probed, pinched, tweaked and caressed. She lurched and wriggled and bounced and squirmed and clamped her perfect upper teeth down over her full lower lip. And all of this was before her snapping snatch had been penetrated by a finger or by a tongue.
Archie could easily understand why the stalling was taking place, though. He liked to do the same thing and so did Tessie. It added greatly to the eventual sensual and sensuous pleasure found by both or all parties when the actual penetration and engulfment took place.
It was just about to happen, Archie thought, seeing the young man licking closer and closer to Tessie's clasping cunt. Both passionate young people had been kissing and licking Tessie's silky-smooth inner thighs. Now, as the man parted Tessie's smooth vagina lips with his fingers, the woman lifted her face out of the way.
Looking at the way the redhead had her dazzling buttocks lifted in the air, Archie wished that he was on the bed so that he could penetrate her hot, inner flesh. Either with his tongue or with his cock. But he didn't even come close to doing anything rash. He'd been practicing scopophilia far too long to do anything silly and stupid like tapping on the window and seeking admittance.
Tessie lurched upward and grabbed the guy's head when he stuck his tongue in her pleasure gash. His brown hair was too short to grab. She also clamped her sleek thighs against his cheeks and moved along with his bobbing head.
The redhead scooted her gorgeous body along the bed until she could mash her open mouth to Tessie's. Archie was able to see well enough to know that the two lovely females were using their tongues. Remembering the wonderful way his sister-in-law could kiss, it dawned on Archie that he'd probably soon be watching her take a cock into her mouth.
He hadn't really thought much about her sucking anybody else. In the back of his mind there'd been the knowledge that she just about had to be practicing that intimate erotic act with Vernon, of course, but he hadn't dwelled on the subject. He'd managed to push most thoughts of the sexual relations between Tessie and Vernon aside, actually, and he now knew that that'd been like burying his head in the sand.
He wished that he'd faced everything head-on right from the beginning. He should've asked questions. He should've found out many things. If he'd talked to Tessie more, instead of practically ignoring her whey they weren't having sex, maybe he wouldn't be so nervous waiting to see what his reaction was going to be when he saw her with her mouth full of a cock other than his.
He was damned nervous. His cock had even lost some of its hardness. Watching such an erotic performance, his pecker was getting more limber all the time. That didn't have anything to do with jacking-off earlier, either. He guessed he was about to face a truth about himself and he was afraid of what he might find out.
What if he'd really fallen for Tessie? What if he got the crazy idea that it was more than sex with her? Was it? Had he really gone the romantic route with his sister-in-law? Did he think it was love, whatever that meant? Shit! Tessie was just a damned good piece of ass, like Juanita, and he didn't even like anything about the bitch except her beautiful body and the way she could use it! And he loved the way she could use her greedy mouth!
The man and woman changed places, seemingly before Tessie climaxed, and Archie started hoping that Tessie would give the fellow a blow-job. Then he'd know for sure that his emotions weren't really involved in his relation with his sister-in-law. If he could watch her going down on another guy without getting sick to his stomach then he'd know damned well that he'd been worrying for no good reason. He wasn't free-wheeling enough to even admit that he loved a gal who'd take another fellow's prick in her mouth. He didn't think he was, anyhow.
The young woman kept eating away until she made Tessie come. She gripped Tessie's squirming ass with her fingers, her own lovely bottom lifted in a perfect position for penetration. Archie's penis again got stiff and hard enough to screw her in either aperture. He was sure then that everything would be all right if or when he did see Tessie sucking the young man's poking prick.
The young man kissed Tessie's mouth right on through her galvanic climax. Or they passionately kissed each other. Then, as soon as the redhead-his wife, Archie figured-had lifted her face from Tessie's blonde crotch he moved down and mashed his mouth against her wet lips.
A movement in the doorway attracted Archie's attention at that point. He looked and saw his brother. Since he'd more than halfway been expecting to see Vernon at some period during the evening, he remained calm. He was kind of glad to finally settle his curiosity about his older brother's genitals. He'd always successfully resisted the impulse to quiz Tessie, and she'd never volunteered any information.
Vernon was naked and already had a hard-on. The jutting joystick looked to be about six inches long. Maybe a fraction or so longer. A little bigger around than average. His balls looked to be even bigger and heavier than Archie's. The sac swung lower-and a quick glance at his brother's face told Archie that Vernon and Tessie were just about as sexually sophisticated as anybody could get.
There was a broad smile on his handsome features as he walked over to the bed, the naked couple and his naked wife. Tessie, smiling cheerfully, patted the side of the bed with one hand and Vernon lowered one cheek of his butt down and faced the kissing couple. After a few seconds they broke the feverish kiss.
Vernon said something and they both laughed. Tessie's lips moved, too fast for Archie to catch any of her words by lip-reading even though she spoke for maybe a full minute. He soon figured that he had a general idea as to what she'd said, however. The redhead sat on the side of the bed and Vernon dropped to his knees on the carpet and went down on her.
Tessie and the young man just watched. It didn't take long for Vernon to make the young redhead come. She dug her fingers into his scalp, threw her head back, and shuddered violently enough to make her titties shake and bounce. Vernon hurriedly pulled his hands from underneath her ass and got to his feet as soon as she d sagged limply. Then he and the other man got on their backs on the bed, their stiff rods poking toward the ceiling.
The redhead got on her haunches between Vernon's parted legs and Tessie got in the same position between the other man's legs. The redhead wrapped the fingers of one hand around the base of Vernon's thrusting tool, leaned over and jabbed her tongue against the blunt end.
When Tessie did the same thing to the other poking prick, Archie began to relax for the first time since seeing his sister-in-law entering the bedroom. This relaxation was mental instead of physical, as he already had another stiff erection. He gave silent thanks for the truth that he didn't care how many cocks his sister-in-law sucked.
Or how many pricks she had had shoved into her tight twat, for that matter. She was just another good piece of ass, one of many he hoped to have before he settled down with a for-real wife someday-and he'd be willing to bet just about any amount that Juanita and Vernon had been having sex together.
With Tessie making it a threesome, undoubtedly, and the three of them had really made a stupid ass out of him! About the only way he could let it be known that he was wise to them would be by letting them know about his exciting hobby. Now he'd have to be even more careful as to what he said and how he acted.
While these thoughts had been flashing through Archie's mind, the young redhead had opened her mouth and engulfed just about all of Vernon's passion-swollen rod. Tessie had greedily done the same thing to the younger man's poking penis.
Still pleased that it didn't bother him to see Tessie performing the intimate oral act, Archie decided that both men must've already enjoyed at least one climax that evening. They seemed to be lasting too long to be working on a first come. From personal experience he knew what an expert Tessie was, and the redhead was going at Vernon's pecker with just as much greedy enthusiasm.
After a few more minutes of sucking, the women lifted their mouths from the thrusting shafts at about the same time. Then they both walked on their hands and knees until their cunts were positioned over the pleasure-prongs. Both quickly using their fingers to do the guiding, they lowered themselves until their pussies had completely engulfed the pricks.
Soon they began bouncing rhythmically, both going up and coming down at the same time, while the men urged them on with caressing and probing fingers. Before long they lowered their mouths to the men's mouths, not faltering in their up and down movements while adding kissing, to the pleasures they were already giving and receiving.
Then it wasn't long before the women quickened the tempo of their up and down movements along the length of the stiff shafts. The men grabbed and squeezed the bouncing buttocks while the women labored furiously. But soon after Tessie and the redhead were still, after they'd so obviously thrilled to blistering climaxes, they pulled away to reveal the two cocks still poking straight up and glistening wetly with their juices.
Both women moved backward on their hands and knees. Then, without even looking around for anything to wipe the wet dicks with, they lowered their mouths and engulfed the glistening knobs again. They both labored on the swollen heads for about two minutes. After that they again started sucking up and down on the entire length of the unbending cocks.
It wasn't long before the men started hunching along with the sucking mouths. A quick glance at their faces told Archie that they were getting just as anxious to conic as the women were to have them shoot off.
Vernon entangled his fingers in the swirling red hair; the young man entangled his fingers in the swirling blonde hair.
Another quick glance at the men's passion-contorted feature's told Archie that they were only seconds away from their spurting orgasms.
They both thrust upward, lifting their asses inches from the mattress and driving their pricks deep into the female throats. Tessie and the redhead didn't back off. Nor did they stop sucking for at least a full minute after Vernon and the other man had dropped their butts back onto the bed.
The cocks were soft when the women did remove their mouths. They settled back on their haunches, looked at each other, laughed and put their hands to their jaws. Both of the men laughed. Vernon said something. The four of them looked toward the doorway. Archie also looked.
A young man and a young woman strolled into the bedroom, holding hands, and walked over and stood beside the bed. They were both smiling and they were both naked. The man's cock was erect and looked to be all of eight inches long.
The woman had dark hair, cut short on her head and clipped or growing short down below. She had firm-looking breasts, a small waist, softly rounded hips, and long, long legs. Archie didn't get a chance to admire her lovely nakedness for very long. After a minute or so of talking, seemingly with all the naked swappers getting in a few words, she turned and jiggled out of the room.
Tessie and the redhead swung from the men and the bed. Vernon and the young man with the limp cock then left the bed-and the room. Then, after a short conversation between Tessie and the redhead, both of them looking at the other young man's big poking prick now and then, Tessie hurried from the bedroom.
The redhead got on the bed, on her hands and knees, and the young fellow got on his knees behind her. She moved helpfully, but she didn't reach back to do the guiding. Archie saw that the big cock slipped into her cunt, though. The guy took it easy, slipping the long shaft in slowly and then stopping before it was all the way in.
But when he reached around and under and grabbed the redhead's hanging titties, she shoved back and finished burying the long rod. He only made about a dozen strokes, however. Then he pulled out and put the end of his big wet pecker against the redhead's anal opening.
She went down on her belly while he was pushing his long tool into her asshole. Archie was able to plainly see the expression on the young woman's pretty face. It was a combination of pain and pleasure registering, mingling and then turning into ecstatic joy as the man slowly worked his big pecker in and almost out of her ass.
By the time he started to pump faster, caught up in the throes of his come, she'd started to wriggle and hunch along with the corn-holing he was giving her. When the young man pushed in deep and jerked spasmodically, shooting his wad, Archie could tell by the blissful expression on the redhead's face that she was also climaxing.
Another couple entered the bedroom just as they were swinging from the bed. The four talked for a minute or two, then the first couple left. Another man and woman entered then. That four got on the bed, the women side by side on their backs, and the men climbed on and in. The women kissed each other on the mouth while they were being screwed.
When that foursome left, after indulging in some fancy frills, two women came in to use the bed-alone. Archie lost track of the time and of the number of men and women he watched doing their thing. He didn't see Tessie and Vernon again and he never did see Ellen and Don Patterson.
He had an erection most of the time, but he didn't jack off. He was saving his next come for Juanita. In his imagination he was right with most of the sexual fun-finders, of course. And he even entertained the idea once of somehow slipping into the big house and joining in on the fun. Or, as he thought later, he was entertained by the fanciful idea.
There was a tangle of flesh on the big bed when he finally left. He was getting tired and sleepy, again proving that there could be too much of a good thing-any good thing and he climaxed with Juanita twice that night. Once in her mouth and a second time in her tight twat.
Then he went to his room and bed and slept like the proverbial log.
X
"Are you through with that section of the paper, honey?"
Archie looked up from the magazine section of the Sunday newspaper. He hadn't really been reading. Tessie, sitting on the couch across the living room from the large upholstered chair where he was sitting, didn't seem to realize that she'd used the term of endearment.
Or else she just didn't give a damn, Archie thought, pulling his gaze from her glowing blue eyes and looking at his brother. Vernon hadn't looked up from the part of the paper he was reading. He was silting on the couch three or four feet from his sexy wife, and Archie decided that he hadn't noticed the slip.
Silently getting to his feet, he walked over and gave the magazine section to his beautiful sister-in-law. She touched his hand while taking it. "Thanks, darling," she whispered. Then, louder, "Vernon and I have just about decided to talk to you about something important, Archie." She laughed low in her throat. "If my dear husband can get his nose out of the paper!"
Vernon chuckled and tossed the sports section aside. "I haven't been stalling any more than my dear wife has!" He sobered. "Sit down, Archie. And maybe you'd better kind of brace yourself for what I have to say."
Archie walked back over and sat down. It was in the afternoon and they'd had lunch about an hour earlier. He'd been thinking about what he'd discovered the night before and picturing some of the wild scenes Tessie and Vernon had been erotically involved in. He'd also been wishing that there was a safe way he could let them know that he knew about their swapping activities.
"I might as well start right out by being blunt," Vernon said, taking a drink from the can of beer he'd picked up from the end table. He put the can back down and looked at Tessie. "Are you sure, Tessie? I'm still not sure that we're doing the right thing. I-"
"I think we've pussy-footed around long enough," Tessie cut in. "Too damn long, actually. Get on with your bluntness, Vernon. He's your brother, you know, and I sure as hell never felt that I was his second mother!" She winked at Archie. "And I guess it's a damn good thing that I didn't!"
Vernon said, "I know that you've been screwing the maid, Archie. I was happy to hear about it, really, because I'll admit that I was beginning to wonder about your manhood. Now that I have it on good authority that you're quite a stud I guess my congratulations and my apologies are in order!"
"Vernon has known about your relationship with Juanita for quite some time," Tessie said. "I told him, of course. Even though he has also been having sex with the darling right along, she wouldn't've told him anything."
"She has been getting more talkative lately," Vernon said. "I guess she's beginning to be more confident with the English language. She's an expert with French and Greek, isn't she, Archie? With those two cultures, I mean!"
Archie felt his face getting red. Vernon was grinning, and Tessie had an amused look in her blue eyes. He almost had to bite his tongue to keep from blurting out something about what he'd witnessed the night before.
"There's no need for being embarrassed around your brother," Tessie said, uncrossing her bare legs. "There's no reason you should be bashful and shy around him, either. I told him about the fun you and I have been having, honey, and you should know by now that he approves. He also knows that I'm bisexual-and he really approves of that."
"Tessie and I have been swingers for years," Vernon said. "Swappers is the more correct and descriptive term, since we are married swingers, but-well, I think you get the drift."
"We're swinging swappers," Tessie said. "Meaning, of course, that we don't restrict our swinging to other married couples. As you already knew! Hey, aren't you going to say anything?"
Vernon said, "We haven't given him a chance, hot-stuff, but before he does say something I want him to understand that I don't want to hear any moralist preaching."
"I guess I'd be the last one to have the right to do anything like that," Archie said, glad that his words had come out. strong and steady. "I don't really know what to say, though. Except that I think I'm glad that everything's out in the open."
"I must say you're taking it calmly enough," Tessie said.
"What did you expect me to do or say?" Archie asked, forcing a smile. "What you and Vernon do about your marriage vows isn't any of my business. And I guess I'd be stupid to complain about him sharing you with me."
"I think I detect a little sarcasm in your tone," Vernon said. "Along with a hint of self-righteousness. Well, you just remember that you didn't have to have sex with my wife and that you would've told me about it if you'd really had my interest in mind, and-well, if you keep those two facts in mind we just might become friends and buddies as well as brothers."
Archie didn't say anything. He could see Vernon's point, or points, but he still didn't think that he could willingly let a wife sex it up with another man.
Tessie seemed to read his mind. "You just might change your mind about many things when you get a little older, Archie. In the meantime, why don't you just accept the fun and pleasure and-"
"Just a moment," Vernon broke in. "There's something fishy here. He's taking the swapping bit too calmly if you ask me." He looked at Archie. "Maybe you've had a talk with Don and Ellen Patterson. Maybe they came back and gave you the low-down sometime when I wasn't in the store."
Archie pretended that he was puzzled. Then he snapped his fingers. "Oh, you mean that couple I met. I haven't seen them since." And that was the truth, he thought, wondering how he could stop Vernon from asking any more questions. "Maybe I'm taking the news about you being a swapper so calmly because I wasn't really so surprised. Why should I be? After finding out from Juanita that Tessie wanted to have sex with me-well, I don't think anything would surprise me all that much after that."
"I don't know," Vernon said. "I still have a hunch that you know more than you're telling."
Tessie stood up. "What difference does it make? Maybe I yakked more than I realized and let the cat out of the bag.
That isn't going to change anything now, is it? We're still going through with the plan, aren't we?"
"Sure," Vernon said, glancing toward the doorway leading to the hall. "Come on in, Juanita! You're a very important part of the plan, you know!"
The Mexican maid entered, smiling broadly, and Archie was sure that she'd been told to hang around in the hall and listen to the conversation. He had a hunch that he knew what was coming.
"I still don't want any part of this if I have to pretend that I'm married," Juanita said. "I guess I feel like I think Archie does. Marriage means something very special to me. If I ever get married the only way a man will be able to screw me is by rape."
Vernon chuckled. "You'd probably get hot pants and walk down dark streets like so many good females do. Unconsciously or subconsciously hoping to be raped because of boredom or whatever, from having just the one cock jammed in you. And how about having sex with another female? Would you stop that if you got married?"
Juanita had stopped beside Tessie. "I don't know," she said. "I guess I'd try. Or maybe I'd be lucky enough to get an understanding man like you."
"Why not go just a little further and get a man who'd understand about the screwing?" Vernon winked at Archie. "And about the sucking!"
Archie was sure that he knew what the plan was. He didn't have to force his smile when he said, "I don't want to pretend that I'm married to Juanita, either. Have you got an okay from your swapping friends to let us get in on the deal as swinging singles?"
Vernon looked at his wife. "The kid's as smart as a whip, huh? Or maybe you did do more yakking than you thought."
"It didn't take any brains to figure things out," Archie said. "Not with the way you folks have been talking for the last few minutes."
"I guess my last couple of statements were kind of stupid," Vernon said. "And I'll admit that I'm more nervous than I thought I'd be. But you do still seem like just a kid to me, Archie. Even if there are two hot-ass females standing right there who've told me about how well you can use your seven inches!"
"Maybe we'd better see if the four of us are compatible or whatever before we make too many plans," Tessie said, turning and facing Juanita. "Why don't you fellows just sit there and watch and maybe concentrate on getting your cocks hard while Juanita and I heat things up a bit? I certainly haven't seen any evidence that we're the least bit desirable, have you, Juanita?"
Tessie's opened mouth was mashed against the maid's before she had a chance to answer. Archie knew that her other question had been intended as a statement. Juanita returned Tessie's passionate kiss, then grabbed Tessie's firm buttocks as the gorgeous blonde grabbed hers.
Watching the lovely females kissing and clutching asses and pressing their thighs and titties together, Archie started to worry. Tessie had really been right about him. He hadn't been displaying any evidence of arousal and the way he felt right then he was one hell of a long way from getting a hard-on.
A quick glance told him that the front of Vernon's pants didn't have a bulge, either. He saw his brother looking at his crotch, but he pretended that he hadn't noticed. It'd be a joke on all of them if they both failed to get a hard-on, he thought. But the women weren't even naked yet! At the right time he'd be ready!
Vernon said, "We were at a swapping party last night, Archie. And we did get an okay to bring you and Juanita in on the deal. Tessie and I had been giving the idea a great deal of thought, but I made up my mind to give you the opportunity when Ellen Patterson said that she'd like to get a chance at you. In the store that day, I mean. She and Don weren't at the party last night."
"I'm flattered," Archie said, not taking his eyes off Tessie and Juanita.
They'd pulled apart, stepped back and started taking off their clothes. Tessie had already removed her pale yellow frock and Juanita had slipped out of her white uniform. They removed their brassieres, tossed them aside, pupped their thrusting titties, stepped forward and rubbed their nipples together. The tips were erect, Archie could see, and he wished that he could say the same about his pecker.
"Ellen really has some nice knockers," Vernon said.
Archie almost goofed and said that he knew that Ellen Patterson had nice knockers. Then he silently agreed when his brother said that the swapping wife was nice all over.
"She's damned good in the snapping department," Vernon said. "Not as good as Tessie or Juanita, but she's improving all the time. Do you want to bring Juanita along to a swapping party, Archie?"
Archie looked, but his brother's eyes were on the women. They were peeling out of their panties. "I guess so,'" he said. "Yes, I'd like to give it a try."
"Things get a little wild," Vernon said. "Sexy-wild, I mean. That's the reason I thought we'd better have this talk, along with some action, before you actually attend one of the parties."
"Then you're giving me a kind of test?"
"You might call it that. Do you like to watch? I do. In fact, I've found myself doing more watching than anything else, lately. I used to go three or four limes in one evening and think nothing of it. Now I try not to shoot off more than twice in any twenty-four hour period. Pacing myself like that I figure I'll last a lot longer. At the parties and through the years!"
Archie didn't say anything. He was afraid that he might fail the test. Because it'd sure as hell take a stiff prick to prove that he wouldn't be out of place at a sex-party! Tessie and Juanita had gotten naked and dropped to the soft carpet with Tessie on top. They were kissing and going through all the motions of screwing, but his cock was still soft!
Tessie pulled her mouth from Juanita's mouth, her cunt from Juanita's cunt, and rolled off and over until she was on her back beside the maid. "I think we're ready to be stuck, " she said, fingering her spiked nipples. She laughed softly. "Along with just about any other erotic activities you fellows might like to try, of course!"
"I guess you know that Tessie's tail is too tender for the back door stuff," Vernon said. "And if you decide to prong Juanita like that I hope you'll wait until I leave the room. I get carried away at times and go that route myself, hut that's just about the only act of sex that doesn't have any true beauty in my eyes."
"Vernon's a sensitive poet at heart," Tessie said, smiling at her husband. She looked at Archie. "Come on, honey, let's get the show on the road. How's that for some corn on the cob!"
"I'm afraid that I wasn't cut out for show biz," Archie said, managing a weak smile. He got to his feet to let everybody sec that he didn't have an erection. "I guess I have stage fright."
"You'll be all right," Tessie said kindly. "Just remember that if you can't perform in front of one man, even if he is your brother, you'll never be able to make it at a swapping party."
"I'm not sure that I agree with that last statement," Vernon said. "I consider myself to be a sophisticated cat, but I have an idea that I might have difficulty in getting my cock hard in front of my kid brother."
"You're all talking silly," Juanita said. "You men are still dressed, you haven't even been touched by us, and yet you're worried! Isn't that silly?"
Agreeing with Juanita and admitting to himself that he'd been making excuses for stalling, Archie silently began undressing. It didn't take him long. When he was naked, his .big dick still soft, he didn't look at Vernon. Tessie and Juanita both sat up and held their arms out to him. He didn't really have any doubts about either one of them being able to make his limber cock lift into an erection with her mouth and tongue.
"It looks as if you're going to have to make a choice," Vernon said. "I'm not going to give you any help-" he laughed low in his throat "-but I'll feel insulted if you don't pick my lovely wife!"
Archie was glad that he'd be facing away from his brother. He walked forward into Tessie's out-stretched arms and she kissed his thighs while she squeezed his ass with her fingers. Then one hand moved around and under and cupped his heavy balls.
He looked at the top of her blonde head, felt her fingers move from his testicles and lift his soft cock and felt her smooth and moist lips kiss the useless tool. Her hot tongue licked around and around. He felt the tingling begin in his sac, his balls and then ripple along the length of his limber shaft.
She sucked the knob into her hot, wet mouth. Her tongue twirled around and around. That felt great; as did the sensation of having his penis expanding and swelling in her rapacious mouth. Soon, within seconds, his big prick was poking out proudly, practically down her throat and then at his staring brother.
With one swift movement she'd removed her mouth and tongue and then with another fast twirling action of her strong fingers, she'd turned his body completely around. He hadn't tried to resist, of course, but he did fleetingly admire his sister-in-law's strength.
"I don't ever want to hear you refer to Archie as your little brother again, dear husband!"
"Ellen and the other wives will go ape over that big prong," Vernon said, lifting his eyes to Archie's face. "And Tessie and Juanita tell me that you have the stamina to go with it."
"That I'm ready to prove," Archie said, grinning and freely meeting his brother's admiring eyes. All of his embarrassment had disappeared, mainly because Vernon wasn't showing the slightest bit of embarrassment, he guessed.
"I'll explain just once and make it short," Vernon said. "Tessie and I care for each other, probably more than anybody would ever believe, but we don't feel that we own each other. We want each other to experience all the pleasure possible in this short life. So, no matter what happens from here on out, I don't want to hear one word of moralistic nonsense out of you."
Before Archie could say anything, and he would've assured Vernon that there wouldn't be any kind of nonsense out of him, Tessie and Juanita pulled him down on the carpet with them. He went down willingly, of course.
Just as he willingly buried his face between Tessie's sleek thighs and started going down on her. While he lapped Tessie's slippery slit and then her stiffened clit, Juanita started sucking on his stiff shaft. He knew it was the maid's hot mouth exciting him, because while the three of them had been rolling and twisting around he'd caught a glimpse of Tessie burying her face against the dark crotch. And he could also tell the difference in the women's sucking technique.
It didn't take very long for him to lap Tessie to and through a shuddering climax. He could tell by the way Juanita labored more furiously on his pulsating prick that she was also shuddering through an orgasm under Tessie's lips and tongue. But he didn't come. His pecker was still ramrod stiff when Juanita removed her mouth and he lifted his mouth and tongue from Tessie's quivering pussy.
Archie soon discovered that he was an exhibitionist as well as a voyeur. And it wasn't long before he found that his older brother was just like him in that way. He already knew that Tessie and Juanita liked to watch and be watched. Later, he decided that those two pleasures had a lot to do with the reason people found swapping so fascinating.
Vernon had slipped his butt out to the edge of the couch seat cushion. His pecker had lifted considerably, but it was obvious that it hadn't expanded into an erection. Archie would've been able to tell that even if he'd never seen his brother naked or with a hard-on.
Tessie and Juanita got on their backs, side by side, their legs parted, their knees lifted, and their cunts where Vernon could look right at them. Or right up them, Archie thought, positioning himself between Tessie's lovely legs.
"I know that I can save some for Juanita if you'll take it easy with your snapper," he said, meeting Tessie's blazing blue eyes.
"I don't need to come again right away," she said, guiding the head of his rigid rod to her warm, moist vagina lips. "Jus screw me for a few minutes and then shift over and screw Juanita. It'd be nice if you could save your first come for me, though."
Not wanting to make any promises, even though he was confident that he could last for twenty or thirty minutes before blasting off the first time, Archie shoved his pecker into her pussy and at the same time mashed his mouth to hers. She immediately began sucking on his tongue and meeting the slow in and out thrusts he started in her tight twat.
After a minute or two she wrapped her legs around his waist and quickened the tempo. She also put her educated muscles into motion. He enjoyed that glorious sensation for maybe sixty seconds and then thrust and held and broke the scorching kiss.
She smiled and said, "Maybe you'd better shift over and prong Juanita now."
There wasn't any doubt about the wisdom of doing that, he thought, lifting until he was braced on his hands and arms while she removed her sleek legs from around his waist. While speaking she'd stopped the snapping. He pulled out and moved over between Juanita's equally sleek legs, hoping that she'd take it easy with her snapper. He would be embarrassed if he ejaculated prematurely.
Juanita did the guiding, removed her smooth fingers, and he pushed into her hot and moist snatch. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his mouth to hers, but she didn't turn her inner muscles on. She rotated her ass and met him thrust for thrust, her tongue a wild thing in his mouth while he grabbed her hips and rode her high enough to make contact with her clitoris.
He pumped Juanita through a climax. That only took a couple of minutes. When she went limp he broke the tongue-lashing kiss, lifted his chest from her spiked titties and saw that Vernon was standing nearby. His brother was naked and his prick was poking.
"Why don't you let Juanita go down on Tessie while you're screwing her, Archie? That's a way-out scene that really turns me on."
Vernon's words were spoken more like an order than a question. Archie decided that he'd better get one thing straight right then. Juanita had already dropped her legs from around his waist but her inner muscles were beginning to twitch. He withdrew his hard cock from the tight tunnel and settled back on his haunches.
"I'll keep on taking orders at the store, Vernon, just as long as I work there. And I'll continue to go along with your wishes as far as most other things are concerned. But I won't take orders when it comes to sex. Not even when it has to do with your hot-ass wife."
Vernon had started frowning. He remained silent for almost a full minute, then said, "You still don't understand how I can willingly let you and other men have my wife, do you? That's the main reason for your words now. You just have to let me know that you have no respect for me, don't you? Well, you just remember what I-"
"This is ridiculous!" Tessie cut in. "Two hard cocks, two hot and ready cunts, and you two nuts are about to have a stupid discussion about morals and all that boring jazz!"
"No we aren't," Vernon said. "All I want him to do is remember what I said about no preaching. If he'll do that everything will be just fine."
"I'll remember," Archie said, realizing just how ridiculous the talk was-and how it'd sound to an eavesdropper. Or to a prowling peeper, he thought, deciding that he was just about the last guy in the world with the right to condemn anybody for anything having to do with sex.
Vernon chuckled and then said, "I hope to hell we have that all settled! Now, since this is supposed to be fun-time, how about shifting over to Tessie and letting me have a go at Juanita. Unless you want me to go against the unwritten swappers' code and screw my own wife when there's another female handy!"
Archie silently moved over and got between his gorgeous sister-in-law's legs, watching while his brother dropped down to spear his hard prick into the maid's hot cunt. It was like some kind of a fantastic dream. Everybody sexing it up with everybody else and at the same time making plans to sex it up with other sex-happy men and women.
He let out a little groan as he lowered and his pulsating prick was engulfed by Tessie's clasping cunt. He just hoped that the dream didn't turn into a nightmare.
XI
Tessie threw her arms around Archie's neck and pulled his mouth to hers. He gave her his tongue to suck, knowing that a little later she'd want to jam hers in his mouth for him to suck. He enjoyed the pressure of her hard-tipped titties against his chest. He thrilled at the way she met him thrust for thrust and worked her inner muscles just enough to add to his pleasure without putting him in danger of losing control.
But even while finding great pleasure in the tongue-sucking kiss and the way his throbbing tool was pumping in and out of the tight, twitching twat, he was very conscious of the sounds being made by Vernon and Juanita. The faint slap-slap sounds of their flesh meeting seemed to blend with the sounds being made as he screwed Tessie.
The fact that he was screwing Tessie while Vernon was right beside him putting the blocks to Juanita was strangely exciting. He was glad when Tessie stopped sucking his tongue and gave him hers. That meant that soon she'd be climaxing. Then he could lift his face and watch the action going on beside them without taking any chances on spoiling her pleasure.
He sucked her tongue greedily and moved his hands from her racing hips to her wildly wriggling ass. She hadn't clamped her legs around his waist, as she usually did, so he had to walk his knees a little closer to make sure that he was pronging at the right angle to make contact with her passion-button.
That triggered her orgasm and while the wracking spasms seized control of her body, her hot saliva flooded his mouth. He liked that, the sensation being similar to that of lapping and sucking a slippery clitoris.
When he did lift his face, seconds after she'd sagged limply, his embedded cock was still rock-hard and a long way from spurting. He saw that Vernon was really pounding away, his mouth glued to Juanita's, his fingers clutching her rotating ass, and it was obvious that the fiery Mexican maid was in the process of popping her cookies.
Watching his brother's ass lifting and plunging in powerful thrusts, Archie sensed that Tessie was also watching. He glanced at her face and she met his eyes and smiled.
"Three will get you one that Vernon doesn't make it."
Archie grinned. "Dollars or pieces of ass? It's no bet, though, because I'd bet that Vernon's saving himself-maybe even for you."
Tessie didn't answer. They were both watching Vernon putting the finishing touches to Juanita. When the maid was finally still, Vernon lifted and braced on his hands and arms.
"You weren't so far wrong, Archie. I still had enough left after the swinging sex last night to have a session with Tessie when we got home. Not that I'm trying to save anything for anybody right now, though. You see, I'm not only older than you are, I'm also a hell of a lot more jaded."
"Maybe not," Archie said, grinning. "I still have a hard-on. Right, Tessie?"
"Just don't brag too much about it," Tessie said, clamping down with her inner muscles for a few seconds. "I just might start milking you off." She reached over and patted her husband's cheek. "Which reminds me. Why do we have to wait until next Saturday night to show Archie and Juanita off?"
"I've been wondering the same thing," Vernon said. "I could call Ellen and Don and see if they're back from New Orleans. I think I'll do that. I know Ellen would appreciate first crack at Archie. Not to mention the fact that Don would start drooling the moment he eyeballed Juanita!"
Vernon had been pulling up and out, getting to his feet and taking along a pair of thin panties, wiped his stiff cock. He playfully tossed the panties over Juanita's jutting boobies and hurried toward the telephone.
"Ellen will do just as much drooling over Juanita," Tessie said. "What an expression that is! But I guess it is appropriate."
"I don't think that I should be treated as a servant," Juanita said. "Not by any of the swappers, I mean, and I hope there aren't any cracks about my dark skin and nationality."
Tessie said, "You'll be accepted as an equal, darling. Don't worry about that. Most swappers, simply because they are swappers, have no prejudices about anything or anybody. Sure, you might run into a bigoted bastard now and then, those creeps have a way of popping up in the strangest places, but you can bet your lovely ass they don't last very long around swinging swappers."
Archie had withdrawn, pulled back on his haunches and cleaned his hard cock with the other pair of thin panties. His pecker was throbbing and he wanted to go ahead and climax, but he also wanted to be damned sure that he wasn't pooped when Ellen Patterson got there. He wished that he could tell that he'd already seen her beautiful nakedness. And wouldn't their eyes pop if he told them that he'd watched her blowing her husband's cock and getting screwed and "Nobody answered," Vernon called. "Any suggestions?"
"Try Doris and Bert Strickland," Tessie said, raising up and looking around at her husband. "If they aren't at home try Yvonne and Corey Powell." She turned back to Archie and looked at his thrusting penis. "We'll find somebody at home, honey. In the meantime, I think you should have your first climax and then rest until-"
Tessie had been moving, twisting around into a better position to get her mouth on his cock and Archie had pushed forward until he was on his knees. With a goodly portion of his pecker in his sister-in-law's mouth he watched his brother dialing in an attempt to get more sex partners.
Speaking softly into the phone, Vernon kept his eyes on his wife's moving head. Archie couldn't hear what was being said. Juanita had moved around behind him and was nibbling at the back of his neck and pressing her taut-tipped titties against his back. He reached around and slipped a finger between her thighs, but she pulled away before he could get it in her pussy.
"I don't want to come now," she said. "I wonder what would happen if we saw somebody we didn't want to have sex with?"
Archie hadn't thought of that. He'd seen very few females he wouldn't want to stick at least once, but he'd seen many that he wouldn't want to go down on. He didn't think there'd be any really repulsive characters among the swappers, though.
Before he could tell Juanita that, Tessie pulled her mouth from his dick and said, "You don't have to worry about anything like that, Juanita. And Archie. Slobs don't last any longer than bigots and you won't be forced to do anything with anybody at the parties."
Vernon had walked over and stopped a couple of feet away. "You won't be forced to do anything' with the couple coming over, either. But you won't find anything about Doris and Bert to turn you off. They're in their early twenties. She's really stacked and-but you'll see soon enough! Doris said they'd be here within a half an hour."
Tessie went back to sucking Archie's cock. Juanita asked Vernon if he wanted her to finish him off. He said that that might be a good idea and then kept on watching his wife's mouth moving forward and backward along the entire length of Archie's rod while moving over and sitting down on the couch.
Walking on her knees, Juanita made her way over to Vernon and began sucking on his poking prick. When he entangled his fingers in Juanita's dark hair, Archie did the same thing to Tessie's blonde hair. Archie couldn't quite meet his brother's glazed eyes. Or he did so for only a moment before looking away.
"You'll get used to your new way of life," Vernon said. "Sinfulness is just a myth, you know, and was invented by pleasure-hating men who thought the end of the world was imminent. Sex is just another form of pleasurable happiness that should be accepted and enjoyed wherever and whenever possible. Without doing harm to anybody, of course, and-but I'm preaching, aren't I! Or would it be called anti-preaching? Never mind. Since I asked you to keep silent about your ideas I'll keep silent about mine."
Archie wished that he could be as easy-going about morals as his brother. Or he guessed it was lack of morals. Anyway, the only thing that really bothered him was the swapping between married couples. He didn't even have any objections to single females having all the sexual pleasures they wanted and needed. He didn't think it fair that single males could do just about as they pleased, yet single females were condemned for doing the same things.
Feeling what seemed to be his entire being rushing to the head of his swollen cock, Archie could no longer think about anything except the wondrous sensation produced by Tessie's greedy mouth and tongue. He dug his fingers into her scalp and tugged until her nose was buried in his pubic hairs. His semen spurted down her throat and then kept right on gushing until it flooded her mouth.
While Tessie was draining his pecker dry, Archie looked over and could tell that Vernon's cock was going off in Juanita's mouth. Vernon's fingers were digging into the maid's scalp and his head and shoulders were flopped back against the couch. His face was plainly registering the terrific pleasure he was experiencing as Juanita took his spurting sperm into her mouth and down her throat.
Archie's cock was still almost totally erect when Tessie removed her mouth. Vernon's was shriveled and soft when Juanita lifted her face. Listening to his brother make a remark about how he'd better make damned sure that he enjoyed his young years to the fullest, Archie wished that he could tell them just how much he had been enjoying himself.
But his enjoyment had come about through what had to be considered as criminal acts and he knew that even his easy-going sexually and morally uninhibited brother wouldn't approve of, that. Now would his wanton sister-in-law, he thought, going along with her suggestion that they go refresh themselves before the swapping couple arrived.
When he and Tessie returned from the bathroom, where the only talking had been done by Tessie about how much he was going to like Doris and how they all might as well remain naked, Vernon was sipping from a can of beer and Juanita was just finishing piling their clothes on a chair. He saw that the maid had also brought a stack of clean towels and placed them on an end table. Archie assumed that the maid and his brother had used another bathroom to freshen themselves.
The doorbell chimes sounded seconds after Archie and Tessie entered the living room. He hadn't even had a chance to sit down. He eased his butt down on a handy straight-back chair as Tessie peeked out a window, said that it was Doris and Bert and scampered to the door to let them in. His cock had lost all of its hardness and a quick glance told him that Vernon's was still soft.
He felt stupid sitting here in the nude when Tessie brought the smiling young couple in. He saw that Juanita, who'd parked her lovely naked ass on the couch beside Vernon, had an embarrassed look on her pretty face. But Doris and Bert Strickland accepted the nudity with such calmness that he was quite relaxed almost immediately.
He even stood up and took Bert's offered hand during the introductions, remaining silent after saying "Hello" but plastering a smile on his face without all that much trouble. Actually, he didn't even see the attractive young wife or the handsome young husband lowering their eyes to his genitals until after he'd plunked his ass back down and they'd parked their butts on a couch across from the one Vernon and Juanita were sitting on.
Then, because they had accepted the nudity so calmly, he was glad that he hadn't had an erection when they'd entered. Being so experienced and sophisticated, they would've probably been amused if he'd been sticking out like some kind of a sex-nut. Which most non-swingers would think they all were, anyhow, he thought, staring at the tall blonde's shapely bare legs. Her hair was just a shade or two lighter than Tessie's.
There'd been some yapping, mostly by Tessie, but Archie hadn't really heard enough to understand. He was lost in his own thoughts, wondering how and when they were going to arrange the sexual activities and feeling his pecker slowly but surely lifting into an erection.
Tessie was still standing. She walked over and stood beside Archie. She put one hand on his shoulder and said, "Why don't you folks take your clothes off and get acquainted in the best of all possible ways?"
Doris quickly got to her feet "I've been wondering how long it was going to be before we got that welcome' invitation! I've never done this before. I've never just walked in and started stripping for action when I'd never previously met my prospective partner, I mean. And I find it very exciting. My clit's already vibrating like crazy!"
"Maybe I should explain that my wife has a tendency to get a little delirious when she's sexy-hot and eager to sample a fellow's cock for the first time," Bert said. "Or when she's eager to sample a gal's cunt for the first time, for that matter!"
Archie, his eyes not missing a thing, decided that he'd probably never see a couple strip for action any more quickly. Bert had also stood up, his clothes were also flying in all directions and Juanita had slipped to her knees to help with his shoes and socks.
Doris had kicked her high heels off while freeing her big titties. The mounds were so huge they dropped a couple of inches. But that didn't turn Archie off. If anything, it made him even more eager to suck and bury his face-and maybe slip his cock in between the magnificient mounds of flesh.
The panties were peeled from Doris and the shorts were dropped from Bert at about the same time. Her pussy was surrounded by curly blonde hairs just a little darker than those on her head; his erect pecker looked to be about five inches long and his pubic hairs were a little darker shade of brown than those on his head.
Archie felt Tessie's hand pushing against his back. "Go get her, honey! Before I beat you to those big bouncing boobies!"
Meeting Doris about halfway, near the middle of the room, Archie moved into her encircling arms. She squeezed him, mashing him against her big springy breasts and he grabbed a handful of firm ass in each hand.
One of her hands pushed between them and began squeezing his dick. That hunk of muscle was totally erect by then. She whispered something about wanting to taste the big beauty and then pressed her opened mouth to his and tried to jam her tongue down his throat.
He sucked on her tongue and moved one hand around to her pussy. But just as he got a finger inserted between the hot, smooth vagina lips, and maybe two inches shoved into the hot and moist flesh, she pulled her tongue out and her mouth away and dropped to her knees.
While she was trying to swallow his poking prick with one gulp, and failing by at least two inches, he saw that Juanita had all of Bert's penis in her mouth. He thrust along with Doris' greedily sucking mouth, as Bert was doing with Juanita's, and was kind of surprised to see Tessie kneeling and taking Vernon's erect cock into her mouth.
He just had time to think that it was silly to be surprised to see a wife blowing her own husband before Doris was pulling her hot mouth from his glistening rod and rather gracefully getting on her back. He followed her down, thankful for the soft carpet, and went right for her big boobies. They were firm and the large nipples were rock-hard. He kissed and fondled and sucked and nibbled, deciding to wait until another time to screw her between the huge mounds.
He trailed his parted lips and darting tongue along her squirming nakedness, not bothering to even take a quick glance to see what the other four were doing. Right then there wasn't anything in the world that interested him except tasting the target he'd already fingered.
He pushed his nose and mouth right through the short curly hairs. The smell of the fleshy gash had aroused him to a fever pitch. He licked the split and liked the tangy taste as he slithered his tongue between the thick vagina lips.
She grabbed his hair, lurched upward and helped him make quick contact with her clitoris. That slippery bud-shaped organ was stiffly erect-and so long that it was right there between his lips without any burrowing on his part.
While he excitedly sucked and lapped, she squirmed and writhed so wildly that he had to grip her thighs tightly to keep his mouth in place. As he dimly realized while she was frantically hunching through an orgasm, she was actually screwing him in the mouth with her elongated clit.
"Come to mama, baby! Come to mama!"
The words weren't as loud as they were urgent. She was clutching and digging at his shoulders, still squirming her ass frantically, and Archie had little more than lifted his face. Knowing that she was still coming, or at least desperately needed another release immediately, he didn't waste any time getting his throbbing, thrusting tool in position for her eagerly guiding fingers.
He didn't try to suppress a little gasp of pleasure as he plunged into her hot hole. She pulled his wet mouth to hers and started the wild wriggling ass movements she'd only stopped long enough to get his hard cock embedded in her clasping cunt.
They lashed their tongues together while he pronged her through another spasmodic release, finishing the one he'd started with his mouth and tongue. Her green eyes were still glittering when he lifted and braced on his hands and arms. He'd really latched onto a sex-happy female, he thought. He'd bet that it'd take ten men to even come close to satisfying her.
"That was marvelous, Archie! Wonderful! I've popped off enough to calm me down, your lovely cock's still tremendously hard and stiff and now we can coast along and delay your finish just as long as possible. If that's all right with you, I hope, I hope!"
Archie said that that would be just fine with him. He'd thrust and held while catching his breath. He hadn't been close to being in danger of losing control. He felt like he could coast through at least one more of the sexy gal's blistering climaxes.
"You're the thirty-fourth man I've had since Bert and I started swapping, a little over a year ago, Archie. And Juanita's also the thirty-fourth woman Bert has had. Most of the other men and women were husbands and wives, of course, but I have no objections to singles getting in on the fun and pleasure."
Archie had been looking around. Bert had mounted Juanita and Tessie was still kneeling and blowing Vernon. While kissing Juanita on the mouth and screwing her with steady strokes, Bert had lifted one hand and was fingering Tessie's pussy from the rear. Vernon, his eyes flicking here, there and everywhere, was stroking his wife's silky-soft blonde hair.
"That's nice of you," Archie said, looking back at Doris' face and meeting her glittering green eyes just in time to avoid meeting his brother's eyes. "I hope I'm able to give you as much fun and pleasure as the other lucky thirty-three."
"You just about already have," Doris whispered. "Later I'd like for you to screw me from behind while I go down on Juanita. But right now I want you to start screwing me slow and easy and let's see how long we can go before that lovely cock spits and sputters and floods my cunt."
Lowering his chest against the huge breasts, Archie started the slow and easy thrusts the wanton wife had requested. He no longer really had a home, he thought. It had become just a house. A whorehouse. No, he guessed that wasn't right. No money would change hands. Madhouse was more like it. His home had become a madhouse.
But those thoughts didn't detract from the joy he experienced during the long and blissful screwing session with Doris. Nor did they detract from the fun and pleasure he had during the wild group-sex activities he experienced while working on his third and fourth explosive ejaculations, ejaculations.
XII
Archie Flood was sitting in a corner of the large living room sipping at a soft drink. He'd been sitting there for maybe a half an hour. Two hours previously he'd arrived at the fenced-in estate with Vernon, Tessie, and Juanita.
He'd discovered that the redhead had been the hostess and that the older man with dark hair was the host. Their name's were Sheila and Gene Pierce. He'd learned that she was thirty-one, that he admitted to thirty-nine and that they were as charming a couple as anybody could ever hoped to meet.
There hadn't been all that much talking, though. Gene had wanted to get the first crack at Juanita and Sheila had wanted to make sure that she got a go at him before any of the other swapping guests arrived.
Vernon and Tessie had laughingly volunteered to act as host and hostess and be bored with each other until at least one other couple appeared. The servants were all dismissed when there was a party.
Sheila had taken him to one of the downstairs bedrooms and Gene had taken Juanita to another one down the hall. During the hour and a half or so he'd enjoyed a thrilling and prolonged sixty-nine with the lovely hostess. She had come like that at least twice and then they'd had simultaneous orgasms with his prick probing her pussy.
She'd been a good piece of ass in all ways, and the fact that he'd already observed her in action without her knowledge somehow added to his pleasure. He was still having to remind himself now and then not to get careless and let his secret out. It'd be a sad sack of shit if he had to spend time in a jail cell where he could only beat his meat.
There'd been an adjoining bathroom. After they'd taken care of the refreshing bit he'd started to put his clothes back on. She'd told him that it was the custom to remain naked until just before leaving the party and the house. When he'd pointed at his limp pecker, she'd laughed and said that none of the women ever felt insulted by the sight of a soft penis. Most of them were very understanding when it came to having to make special efforts to get a penis hard.
"You'll probably find that after attending a few parties you'll seldom have an erection unless you really want one," Sheila had said. "And that really has nothing to do with getting jaded. You'll learn that nudity without the stimulating sights and sounds of sexual activities really borders on being antierotic. Unless there's touching, of course." , He just about had to agree with that, Archie thought, draining the soft drink bottle and placing it on a nearby table. He didn't have a hard-on and there were plenty of nude women in the room. Naked males and females were standing around talking and sipping from glasses or beer cans and bottles.
He guessed it was too early for the really way-out group-sex stuff to start. Couples and threesomes and foursomes left for one of the many bedrooms now and then-and other's returned-but there weren't any stimulating sights to get him in an urgent mood for sex.
There were plenty of females he wanted to enjoy later, but first he wanted to have Ellen Patterson. That naked beauty had entered the room a couple of minutes before, but she'd been stopped and started talking with Sheila.
The hostess had gotten him the soft drink, without expressing surprise at the request, and then said that she didn't blame him when he'd said that he wanted to wait for Ellen. This, when she'd told him to just ask the wife he wanted next-and after he'd spotted Don Patterson in the room.
Archie got to his feet when he saw Ellen approaching. He felt his pecker begin to lift, partly from the close view of her beautiful body and partly from the memories of how she'd behaved giving and receiving pleasure with that lovely nakedness.
Smiling brightly, she stopped just before her jutting titties touched his chest and offered her hand. He took it, thrilling at the simple touch. He didn't bother to answer her softly spoken, "Shall we go?"
Before they'd hurried halfway across the room, still holding hands, his cock was ramrod stiff. He got a big bang out of the admiring looks from the female and the male eyes, sure that the males weren't looking at it as a possible treat for themselves.
Ellen led the way upstairs. Curious, Archie dropped her hand and hurried over to the window as soon as the door was closed behind them. Ellen had whispered that she wanted to be alone with him the first time.
It was the bedroom he'd peeked into. He wondered if she'd somehow found out his secret. But the words she soon spoke told him that there hadn't been any special significance to the fact that she'd picked that bedroom.
"There's no need to cover the window, Archie. The trees would block the view even if somebody used very powerful binoculars."
"I guess I've just read too much about peepers," Archie said, dropping his hand without touching the window shade. "It would be possible to climb onto that porch roof, you know. Somebody could be out there right now just waiting to see some exciting sights."
"Then more power to him," Ellen said, smiling and sitting down on the side of the bed. "Or her, of course, as I read not long ago that the female peeper is a new phenomenon on the sexual scene. I guess the peepers are kind of sick, though. Hey, are you stalling for some reason? I took a shower minutes ago-and you must know that I've wanted you since I saw you in the store."
Almost wishing that he could tell her that he'd wanted her since seeing her in her own bedroom having sex with her husband, and that he didn't think peepers were any more sick than swappers, Archie stepped forward to poke his stiff shaft into her mouth. But she quickly stood up and he found himself returning her passionate, tongue-probing kiss.
Embracing, gripping each other's ass, her erect nipples seemed to be burning holes in his chest. He liked the taste of her mouth. His thrusting cock had been pushed up so that the underside was flush against her warm belly. She broke the torrid kiss and whispered that she was hot, hot, hot. He grinned and told her to name her pleasure. She licked his parted lips and told him to surprise her.
He figured that just about the only way he could surprise her in a sexual way would be to put his prick in her pussy without any preliminaries. Not wanting to do that, and sure that she didn't want it to be like that either, he loosened his grip on her smooth, firm ass and told her that they'd better start out by getting on the bed.
When they were on the bed, her on her back and him suspended over her, he went right to her beautifully-formed breasts. With his hands and with his mouth and tongue. He tongued and sucked the hard nipples, each in turn, and then blazed a twisting trail down to her twat.
He kissed and licked to the edge of the curly brown pubic hairs, then skirted around while she began squirming in eager anticipation. He lifted to take a look before he took a taste. He thought how basically similar all cunts were, and yet how at the same time each new one he saw and felt and tasted was different from all the rest.
None had been repulsive to him so far, he thought, lowering and kissing the smooth slit. He enjoyed the little moan that drifted down from above. An important part of his pleasure was in giving pleasure.
He slipped his tongue between the moist lips and then shoved the tip deep into the hot flesh. She lurched upward and grabbed his hair. He pushed his hands under her and grabbed her sleek ass. Then he found her stiff and slippery passion-button and began lapping. He liked the taste and quite calmly decided that it was about the same size as Tessie's delightful clitoris.
He didn't try to perform cunnilingus upon her until she climaxed. He figured that since she'd had sex even more recently than he had, she'd want to spend more time enjoying the building to the crest. A slight upward pressure with his head and she removed her hands. He lifted and walked on his hands and knees until his hard cock was sticking straight down at her parted lips.
She raised her hands and fondled his hanging balls and his poking prick. She lifted her face just enough to lick the blunt end. He lowered and she opened her mouth and engulfed the big swollen knob. He didn't try to suppress the little moans of pleasure that her sucking mouth and twirling tongue brought on. He could already tell that she was one of the best cocksuckers he'd ever had give him a blow-job.
Feeling her trying to take more, he moved slowly, with her following, until he was on his side on the bed. She really began to suck, making noises as she greedily pushed her mouth forward and backward, slipping one hand from his balls and past the sac and probing at his hole with her finger.
He didn't want her to stick her finger in his ass. Not yet, anyhow. That would undoubtedly hasten his climax and he wasn't close to being ready to start his drive toward those blissful moments.
"I'll screw you there later if you like," he said, twisting away from her poking finger. This pulled his cock from her mouth and he rolled on over on his back where he could be more comfortable.
She followed, but she didn't put the glistening hardness back into her mouth. She began licking it, and his heavy balls, and between the slow and wet licks she told him that she only allowed her husband to screw her in the ass. She only let him on rare occasions because of the sad fact that she suffered too much afterward.
"I'm not really what you'd call an ass-man," Archie said, mentally agreeing with his brother's words that there was a lack of beauty in anal sex. "Actually, I haven't had much experience with that type of sex and I just offered because of the way you were jabbing your finger at me."
"Most men enjoy that," Ellen said, moving until she was straddling him and her cunt was directly over his thrusting tool. "I'd like for you to use your finger back there on me when I'm climaxing. You don't mind if I get on top and ride, do you?"
While asking the question, she'd been slowly lowering and engulfing his throbbing penis with her quivering pussy-flesh. He fleetingly thought that it wouldn't do any good if he did mind about her getting on top and riding. She was already vigorously doing it. And she didn't give him a chance to say anything before she mashed her opened mouth to his.
He accepted her darting tongue, sucked on that hot flesh and grabbed her bouncing buttocks. He fingered the crevice lightly, willing to jab his finger deep to add to her pleasure when she had an orgasm. He decided that maybe he hadn't been completely honest when he'd said that he wasn't an ass-man. Hell, there might not by any true beauty in pedication, but there was certainly plenty of intense pleasure, shooting off in a tight asshole. Or there had been in Juanita's hot tunnel.
After about five minutes Ellen stopped her up and down movements. She'd already broken the tongue-probing kiss and buried her face beside Archie's. She lifted her taut-tipped titties from his chest and braced on her hands and arms.
"I'll be coming in two or three minutes," she said between thinly-drawn lips. "I think I will be, anyhow. But how about rolling me over and screwing me with me on the bottom?"
"No sooner said than done," he said, moving even while speaking. He didn't lose contact and he thrust and buried his stiff shaft to the hilt. "Fast or slow?"
"Start out slow and then pump fast when I tell you that I'm about to come. You might not believe it, but one reason I'm a swapper is because I have trouble climaxing."
Archie asked, "Even with your husband?"
"Not lately. I give swapping credit for that. It seems that coming to these parties and being with different men has helped me be a better wife. I wouldn't even suck Don's cock before we started swinging. I've even been learning how to do this."
Her inner muscles contracted, milking his cock, but she didn't do it for more than fifteen or twenty seconds. Then she said that she was going to keep on practicing until she had the strength to snap her pussy with the best of the wives.
Archie moved his hands down to her hips, then slipped them around and under and clasped a firm cheek in each hand. He began his slow thrusts and buried his face beside hers. She followed the slow pace for maybe a minute. Then she started hunching a little faster. He took the hint and began plunging his swollen cock faster, moving so that he was riding higher and making contact with her clitoris. He knew that he'd touched her passion-button mainly by the way she gasped and moaned and wriggled her ass more wildly.
He was sure that he was going to make her come. Just as he was sure that he was going to have to make a swift decision. He could come without really doing any concentrating, but he wouldn't have all that much trouble holding back. There were many more women downstairs, many other hot-ass wives he could sample, but he shouldn't have any trouble getting hard and shooting off a third and even a fourth time.
"Now, Archie! I'm coming now! Please come with me!"
He let her loud words make up his mind. He pumped his pulsating prick in and almost out of her hot, tight twat and let his sperm spurt just as he felt her coming. They kept moving together until they'd both drained the last drop of pleasure, then rolled over on their sides and remained locked together until they'd recovered.
"That was great," Ellen said. "I'll want you often, Archie. But just at the parties, of course. Don and I have agreed to only have sex with other people at these parties. I do hope I get a chance to be with Juanita tonight."
"Then you also make the gay scene? In all directions?"
"In all directions," Ellen repeated, kissing his lips lightly and pushing against his chest. "Tessie taught me, in case you're interested, and maybe the three of us can get together for a threesome some time."
"At one of these parties, of course."
Ellen laughed. "Of course!" Then, her brown eyes and her pretty face serious, "You aren't going to be foolish and start thinking that this could turn into anything other than mutual sexual pleasure, are you, Archie?"
"Don't flatter yourself," Archie said, not unkindly, just happy that his emotions weren't involved. "Since I was able to keep from turning it into anything other than mutual sexual pleasure with my sister-in-law, I don't think I have all that much to worry about."
While speaking, he'd been swinging from Ellen and the bed. She sat up, her expression still serious. "I hope you aren't going to let this experience with us swappers sour you on all women and the idea of marriage, Archie."
"I'll sure try not to do that," he said, turning and walking to the door. "It was fun, Ellen. Just whistle when you want some more of the same."
He went out and closed the door behind him. But not before looking back and seeing the tears in Ellen's beautiful brown eyes. He wondered if many of the wives, and possibly any of the husbands, got tears in their eyes during the let-down feeling that sometimes followed even the best of climaxes.
He stopped in a bathroom and washed his cock. Then he went downstairs. The swapping party had turned into one of the wild affairs he'd read about. He started feeling better, mentally, and he knew that it wouldn't be long until he responded physically to the erotic sights and sounds.
Couples, threesomes, foursomes, and more-somes were sexing it up in the bedrooms with the doors open. They were on the beds and on the carpets. Some were even in the hallway, on the thick carpet. Archie decided that there was no real reason for making his way back to the living room right away.
He didn't want a soft drink and he didn't want to see anybody in particular, so he might as well watch until his cock got totally erect and then shove it into any handy and attractive female aperture.
While looking at the various sexual acrobatics, as his big cock did slowly but surely get completely hard and stiff, Archie made up his mind about one thing: He was going to go to college that fall.
That wasn't a new idea. It'd been in the back of his mind since he'd graduated from high school, but he'd felt that he owed it to his brother to keep on working at the hardware store. That had been silly, of course. Vemon had been almost begging him to go to college and the real truth was, he hadn't wanted to miss out on his prowling.
But he was tired of living in constant fear of being caught and prosecuted as a Peeping Tom. Maybe, just maybe, all the sex he'd been having with the swappers had cured him of the habit of sneaking through the night and seeking vicarious thrills. But he couldn't be sure. Besides, he needed to go to college where he could meet and screw females nearer his own age. Someday he'd want to get marriedArchie shuddered. What a hell of a time to be thinking about getting married! He'd break his wife's neck if she even looked as if she might want to swap! But he had plenty of time before he had to worry about anything like that! Years and years....
He'd been watching a young wife going down on another young wife. Her lovely ass was lifted in a perfect position for his cock. That thrusting tool was once again a perfect instrument for giving and receiving pleasure. He remembered that he hadn't fingered Ellen's asshole when she'd climaxed, as she'd wanted him to. Well, he wouldn't forget the next time he screwed that beautifully-stacked swapping wife.
Archie dropped to his knees behind the shapely uplifted buttocks. He pushed the end of his rigid rod against the crack, mostly to let it be known that he was there-as he really wasn't anxious to prong what he still considered the wrong hole-and a hand came back to do the guiding.
The smooth fingers were strangely cool. He pushed his hard cock into the clasping cunt. There was nothing cool about the quivering flesh. It was like a tight tunnel filled with hot lava boiling and bubbling around his pulsing prick. It was great! It was the living end!
