THIS IS THE STORY OF A YOUNG WIFE WHO WAS BORED WITH HER HANDSOME, BUT strait-laced, husband's routine sexual endeavors. In an effort to save her marriage by encouraging her spouse to participate in sexual experimentation, she enlisted the aid of a swinging married couple and a young male friend who liked to swing both ways. They were almost too successful in aiding the reticent young husband to overcome his inhibitions, and the marriage that was supposed to be saved was almost lost. It is exactly this that L. T. Woodward, M.D., in his study. Wife Swappers, warns of, when he writes: "Wife-swappers, by extending their range of sexual experience, learn new techniques that enhance the physical aspects of their marriages ... but swapping contributes to a general deterioration of moral fiber by attacking a basic human institution."
I
FRANK REACHED OVER AND PUSHED IN THE button of the alarm clock before it went off. He silently gave thanks that it was Friday, then stretched his muscular body and turned over on his side so he was facing his wife. The covers had slipped down to her firm, gently rounded belly, and his eyes moved over the full, resilient mounds of her breasts. He felt his cock begin to swell as he studied Sue's slightly stimulated vermilion nipples, and he ran his right hand over them lightly.
Sue shifted in the big bed, stretching her sleek body; and when she opened her eyes, he bent and his lips found hers. She responded immediately, her arms slipping around him and her tongue surging against his teeth. Frank parted them for her, and his tongue met hers.
He had been hoping to find a little of the old magic they'd had a few months back, but the kiss hardly stimulated him at all.
Sue's body cried out for satisfaction as she began to rub against him, yet she would have stopped things from proceeding any further if she hadn't been afraid of hurting his feelings. She knew that his only reason for making love to her now was because of the dismal failure they'd had the night before. She did her best to respond to him as he ran his hands over her, but she could sense that there would be nothing but a beautiful buildup, and then she would be left flat.
Both of them went through the motions, knowing what the outcome would be, doing their best to give each other what they knew they had to have, yet somehow falling short. Frank finished in her as he always did, but at no time did he lose control of himself as he'd done when they'd first been married. His release was strictly physical, with none of the old sensuous emotional accompaniment; and although he felt Sue shuddering against him as he poured forth his burning fluid, he knew that she too was receiving only a physical release.
He rolled off her, avoiding her eyes as he gathered his clothes together and disappeared into the bathroom. He knew she wanted to talk about it, but he just didn't feel up to it.
Sue waited until he'd closed the bathroom door; then she got out of the bed and crossed over to the closet. She slipped into a robe and walked out into the kitchen to prepare their breakfast. She moved about automatically, her mind not on what she was doing.
She was sure she knew what was wrong with their sex life; they had simply fallen into a rut. Neither of them were overly experienced in the art of making love; and although it had entered her mind to suggest they try some different positions, she knew Frank would be a little shocked just to hear her suggest it. The only time the subject had come up, he'd dismissed it by saying a man and wife didn't need that kind of thing to have a happy sex life.
Sue knew, though, the main problem was something else completely. They had wanted children from the first day of their marriage, and disappointment had grown over the first two-and-a-half years. Finally Frank had made her get a checkup to find out if there was anything wrong with her. Sue wished she'd never given in to him and gone, because in the end they'd found out that it was Frank, not she, who was sterile.
It had been a vicious blow to Frank's ego. He was a good-looking, athletically muscular blonde, with chiseled, Nordic features, and he had been proud of his masculinity. Sue hadn't been prepared for the change that had taken place in him. In the first few weeks after they'd found out the truth, their lovemaking had fallen off. Frank had seemed to lose interest, and Finally Sue had asked him about it. At first he had simply laughed it off, but when she pushed him for an answer, he told her that he didn't feel that he could give her what she needed.
Sue had told him he was wrong, and had even talked him into going back to the doctor and getting a professional opinion of the turn of events, but Frank still felt the same after leaving the doctor's office. She knew that it was eating him up inside, and she had tried everything she could think of to rebuild his ego, but nothing had worked. Slowly but steadily, each of them was getting more and more frustrated sexually.
Dave pulled his suit jacket on and crossed the room toward the king-size bed. He bent over and kissed Barbara gently on the lips, and at the same time filled his right palm with one of her full breasts. Barbara smiled and looked up at him.
"You never get enough, do you" she asked.
Dave grinned and straightened up. He ran his hand over the bulge in the front of his pants and said, "If I wasn't already late, I'd give it a hell of a good try."
Barbara put her hand on his, increasing the pressure of his fingers on her taut nipple. She closed her eyes and her body arched upward off the bed slightly.
"Mmmmm ... that feels good, but I'm afraid Sue would feel left out when she got here."
Dave grinned and pulled his hand free. "You two really lead a nice life, lying around the pool soaking up sun all day."
Barbara smiled. "I only do it because you like me all tanned."
Dave let his roll over her bronzed breasts, and then he glanced over at the clock.
"Christ, I've got to get out of here. I'll see you tonight."
Barbara leaned back and enjoyed the luxurious softness of the big bed for a few minutes; then, as she heard the car pulling away, she got out of the bed and went into the bathroom for her shower.
A short while later, the doorbell rang and Barbara reached for the robe lying across the back of one of the living room chairs. She was fairly sure it would be Sue, but she didn't want to shake up some salesman by answering the door in the nude.
Sue gave her a big smile when she opened the door, and Barbara waved her inside and closed it behind her. Sue's eyes moved over the short robe, and she shook her head.
"One of these days you're going to give somebody a heart attack, answering the door like that."
Barbara chuckled softly and shrugged. "That's the chance they take when they knock on strange doors."
She crossed over to the bar and mixed them drinks, then handed Sue hers. Sue accepted it from her outstretched hand and dropped into the chair behind her.
"Maybe I should try that ... " Sue mused.
Barbara recognized the frustrated tone of her friend's voice, and she sat down in the chair opposite Sue. "Still no good between you and Frank"
Sue shook her head slowly. "No, it's just getting worse. I know he's trying, but it's just no good any more. I can't blame it entirely on what the doctor told us. I know it hurt Frank to find out he couldn't have kids, but I have a feeling we were due for this anyway. We've just worked ourselves into a rut. I can't help but feel I've missed something."
Barbara couldn't resist pushing the point. Although she and Sue had discussed their sex lives before, Sue had always stopped short of getting down to the basics, and Barbara could sense that Sue was getting frustrated enough to spill the whole thing.
"Look honey, spit it out, if you think it'll help. I don't know if I can offer you any suggestions, but it might make you feel better to get it off your mind."
Sue looked up at her. "I don't know if I can ... it's not the kind of thing you want everyone to know."
Barbara put her best hurt expression on as she reached for a cigarette and lit it up. "It's not as if we were strangers honey; after all, we've known each other for a long time."
Sue nodded and took a sip of her drink. "I'm sorry, Barb; I know you want to help. Maybe you're right; I can't keep this inside much longer; it's driving me crazy. It's just that I think maybe I'm oversexed or something."
Barbara smiled and exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"I doubt that very much . . let's hear it."
Sue took another sip of her drink for courage, looked over at Barbara, and began; "Well, at first Frank and I really hit it off together. I was a virgin when I married him, and he unleashed a real passionate fire in me. For the first year or so I was completely satisfied with what we had together; then I began to want to try something different. Not other men or anything, just different positions. Frank didn't want any part of it-he said we didn't need to do anything strange to have our fun."
Barbara waited for Sue to continue, and when she didn't, Barbara said, "It's not unusual to want a little variety. What did you want to do?"
Sue hesitated for a second. She didn't really want to tell Barbara all her inner feelings, yet she knew she had already gone too far to back out.
"Maybe what I wanted was abnormal; I don't know. But all he ever wants to do is climb on top of me and shove it in."
Barbara took a slug of her drink and set the glass on the table beside her. She knew that Sue was going to need a little support before she'd finish, so she said, "I'll let you in on a little secret, Sue. If all I ever got was what Frank thinks is normal, I'd have divorced my husband by now. There's nothing wrong or abnormal in sex as long as both of you want it, as far as I'm concerned. All Frank needs is a little educating. Now what was it you wanted to try?"
Sue flushed slightly, and Barbara smiled.
"Look honey, whatever it is, I've done it a hundred times; so let's hear it." Barbara made it seem like a small thing, and Sue's embarrassment disappeared.
"I wanted to kiss him ... and have him do the same thing to me."
Barbara couldn't help laughing, but she immediately regretted it as Sue began to slip back into her shell.
"I'm sorry for laughing, honey. I guess it's not funny to you, but finding a twenty-three-year-old woman who's been married for three years and still hasn't been given a blow job or been eaten out is pretty rare. Oral sex isn't abnormal, let me assure you-you're the only married gal I know who hasn't at least tried it."
Sue felt as if a weight had been lifted from her chest. "You don't know how much I've been wanting to have someone say that. I was beginning to think I was a nymphomaniac or something."
Barbara smiled. "Well, if you are, so are nine out of ten other women. I can see that you can use a little educating yourself-that is, if you want it."
Sue found herself thinking clearly for the first time in months. "Want it? If I don't get this thing sorted out, I don't know what's going to happen."
Barbara finished her drink, then smiled and stood up.
"Since you've bared all the dark secrets of your sex life, I might as well let you in on some of mine. Dave and I have a little hobby that you might be interested in. Let's get a couple of fresh drinks, and I'll show you our collection. I don't think you'll feel much like a nympho after you've seen it."
Sue crossed over to the bar eagerly and held her glass out for a refill. She had no idea what Barbara had in mind, but she did know that it had something to do with sex, and at the moment there was no topic more vital to her.
She followed Barbara down the hall to the bedroom, watched her cross over to the closet. Barbara dragged out a movie screen and began to set it up at the foot of the bed. When she had it in position, she turned to Sue and said, "Climb up on the bed and make yourself comfortable."
Sue set her drink on the table beside the big bed and got up on top of it. She bunched up one of the gigantic pillows behind her and leaned back against it. Barbara carried out a slide projector and set it up on the headboard of the bed; then she crossed over to the big sliding glass doors that led out to the pool area, and closed the curtains. There was just enough light left for Sue to pick out Barbara's form as she moved back over to the bed and took up a similar position to hers.
Barbara turned on the projector and smiled. "Okay, honey, it'll take a few seconds for it to warm up. These slides are a very small part of our collection, but they'll give you the main idea of what it's all about, and they happen to be about the subject that you're most interested in."
Sue's eyes never left the screen. She had heard of this kind of picture, but she'd never seen any before. She felt a familiar warmth building in her loins as she waited.
Barbara pressed the remote control plunger, and the screen flooded with color. Sue's mouth dropped open, and she let out a short gasp.
A brawny, well-developed male in his early twenties stood facing her in all his naked glory. He was smiling, and his right hand encircled his thick, stiff cock invitingly. Sue's eyes went to the fully exposed organ, and she let out a little moan. All the pent-up frustrations of the last months aggravated by the unsatisfactory lovemaking just a few hours ago, came to the fore. She couldn't get enough of looking at the massive organ a few feet from her.
Barbara watched Sue's face in the soft light of the projector. Just seeing the excitement in her friend's features was enough to give her a warm sensation. She looked at the ready stud on the screen and smiled.
"Looks good enough to eat, doesn't he?"
Sue spoke before realizing it. "God, yes ... "
Barbara chuckled throatily and pressed the plunger.
Sue reluctantly watched the picture fade, but the next slide made up for her disappointment at seeing the first disappear.
The muscular stud had turned now to give them a side view, and a long-haired blonde had joined him on the screen. She was kneeling in front of his huge cock, and Sue's eyes were glued to the blonde's tongue as it rested on the tip of the sinewy stud's vermilion knob. Sue's breathing began to come in slow, labored gasps, and her body trembled slightly. She had pictured herself doing this to Frank for months, and now she mentally transferred herself to the blonde's position on the screen.
She could feel the smooth, heart-shaped knob under her tongue, she could taste the hard masculine flavor of him, and she could feel the searing heat radiating from the stud's massive organ.
Barbara hit the plunger again, and as the next slide came into view, she let her free hand lightly drop onto Sue's thigh.
Sue was much too engrossed in the slide to notice the hand on her leg. The blonde on the screen had sucked a good portion of the stud's cock into her mouth now, and Sue could see enjoyment written on both their faces. Once again she was the blonde on the screen, and when Barbara's fingers began to move slowly on her thigh, she thought of nothing but the pleasure.
In that split-second, Barbara knew she was going to be successful. Her fingers adjusted the projector to automatic, and she dropped the plunger. The scenes in front of them began to change regularly, with the blonde getting more and more cock on every slide. Sue couldn't take her eyes away from it.
Barbara's hand slipped down to the hem of Sue's light summer skirt, and she slowly worked it up, her fingers circling on Sue's nylons, then on the warm, smooth sensitive flesh of Sue's inner thigh.
Sue moaned, but she made no attempt to stop the pleasure-giving hand as it began to stroke the damp crotch of her sheer panties. Barbara's free hand moved to the clasp and zipper of Sue's skirt. For a split-second Sue raised her hand to restrain Barbara's, but the next slide appeared, and she could see that the stud's hips had shot forth. His buttocks were taut, and she could almost feel the first gushing flow of hot fluid as she stared at the pleasure-filled faces on the screen.
Sue wasn't prepared for the next slide. The blonde was spread-eagled in the center of a bed, holding her moist, ready lips open to the stud, who was kneeling beside her. She knew immediately what was coming, and she felt a tremor of need move through her.
Barbara took the shudder as a sign to proceed. She got up on her knees beside Sue and began to pull the skirt down. Sue lifted her dimpled buttocks up off the bed automatically, and as the slide changed in front of her, Barbara pulled the skirt off her legs and dropped it on the bed beside them.
Sue stared at the scene as if mesmerized by the new slide. It showed the stud straddling the blonde, his head resting near her belly as his tongue dipped into the hollow of her navel. Barbara hooked her thumbs under the waistband of Sue's panties, and once again Sue lifted her buttocks.
The next slide showed the twosome on the bed from a side view. The blonde had the massive cock nestled hotly in her mouth again, and the stud's head was buried between her open thighs. Barbara bent over, her lips began to trace a pattern around the dark triangle of curls covering Sue's open cunt lips. Her tongue lashed, and Sue groaned and arched her body up off the bed.
Barbara let her tongue slip between her lips and dive into Sue's hot, eager chasm. She worked slowly now, knowing that her actions would not be thwarted. Her experienced tongue circled slowly, gave periodic thrusts, then finally searched for and found the stiff bud of Sue's need.
Sue had been worked up to the breaking point by the slides, after the months of frustration. At the first touch of Barbara's tongue to her stiff nub of lust, she cried out ecstatically and churned on the bed, shudder after wonderful, pleasure-filled shudder ripping through her body.
Barbara stayed with her, giving her every ounce of pleasure that was possible. When Sue had dropped back down to the bed in exhaustion, Barbara lifted her head and flicked off the slide projector.
They lay side by side in the darkness, their breasts heaving and their labored breathing filling the room.
Dave pulled the white Continental convertible into the big driveway in front of his rambling, ranch-style home. He shut if off and leaned over to open his brief-case. He leafed through several contracts, wanting to make sure that he would pick up all the necessary papers he'd forgotten that morning, before returning to his office.
He glanced over at the powder-blue Corvette parked just ahead of his car, and smiled. Sue and Barbara would be sun bathing by the pool. For a second he was tempted to go out and surprise them, but he decided against it. Sue had always been shy and inhibited; he'd probably give her heart failure if he caught her in the nude.
The papers were lying on the dresser in the bedroom. He could sneak in, grab them, and be gone before they knew he had arrived.
He opened the door quietly and headed directly for the bedroom. He was a little surprised to find the room in darkness, and he flipped on the light as he entered.
He stopped in mid-stride and stared with surprise at the big bed.
It was obvious that Sue and Barbara had just parted after a good session of lovemaking. The instant the light came on, Sue opened her eyes and scrambled to cover her body. Barbara bolted upright on the bed and struggled to speak.
"Dave ... what are you..."
She had no idea what he would do next, yet she knew she couldn't explain away what was obvious to him.
Dave stood still, letting his eyes move over their bodies. He had never seen Sue nude before, and the sight of her lush 37-23-35 curves had an immediate effect on him. He felt his cock swelling in his tight pants.
He grinned and leaned against the door. "Hell, don't let me interrupt you. Start where you left off." Barbara felt relieved immediately. She knew Dave was liberal-minded, but she hadn't expected him to be so good about it.
"You mean, you don't mind if ... " she began.
Dave moved his eyes from Sue to Barbara. "Christ, no, you look like you're having a ball."
Barbara realized that Sue must be embarrassed, and she looked over at her and said, "This is what I mean about nothing being abnormal if you want it."
Sue had been imagining all kinds of horrible things that might happen now. She envisioned Dave throwing both of them out, then telling Frank what he'd seen. Dave's reaction to finding them had been completely unexpected; but now that he'd made his feelings clear, she felt the panic leaving her body. Her eyes dropped to the massive bulge in the front of Dave's pants, and she couldn't make herself look away.
Dave returned her frank look of inspection with one of his own. "If it's okay with Sue, I'd like to join you," he said levelly.
Sue began to speak, but Barbara cut her off with, "Well Sue, it looks like your education is about to begin in earnest."
Sue's negative reply died in her throat. Somehow, putting sexual pleasure under the heading of education made it seem better, and she gave up her weak battle against the renewed desire that was filling her body. She knew that by reputation Dave was a very proficient lover, and the sight of his aroused cock under the tight material of his pants excited her.
Barbara could see need written all over Sue's face, and she let out a husky chuckle and vaulted off the bed. She crossed over to the mirror beside the bed and spun around slowly in front of it. Dave watched her ripe body as she twirled, and Sue saw the outline of his hard organ jerk invitingly. Dave felt his breathing becoming labored.
A little moan coming from the bed drew his attention back to Sue, and he slipped his jacket off. His eyes stayed on her as he slipped his tie off, unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it onto the chair beside him. He dropped his fingers to the clasp and zipper of his pants and quickly had them down to his knees.
Sue's eyes were riveted to the throbbing tent in his shorts as he bent over to pull the pants off his feel. She fell the warming need filling her, and she pushed aside all the inhibitions that tried to control her mind. As Dave tossed his pants onto the chair beside him, she squirmed off the bed and crawled across the few feet that separated them.
Dave rested his hands on his hips and allowed her to strip his shorts over his thick, pulsing cock. Sue's passion-glazed eyes grew bigger as she pulled the tight material over the stiff organ and exposed its swaying, heart-shaped knob. She turned to look at Barbara with passion-filled eyes.
"Barbara ... would you mind if I ... please . . .just for a few minutes"
Dave grinned and looked over at Barbara, waiting for her answer.
"No, I don't mind honey. Help yourself. Go on over to the bed where we can all be comfortable."
Dave let them lead him over to the bed, then he flopped down on his back and stretched. The two of them were standing at the edge of the bed, their eyes going back and forth over the length of his hard body. He tightened a muscle, and his throbbing cock jerked enticingly; then he opened his arms and grinned.
Sue didn't need any more encouragement. The jerking motion of his throbbing organ had been enough to break the spell his ready body had cast over her, and she wanted to do more than look.
Barbara moved first. She crossed around to the other side of the bed and crawled up beside him. He fell her warm curves pressing against his side, then her breasts and hot nipples were sliding over his chest as her lips moved to find his. The sensation caused by her erect nipples digging into the mat of dark hair on his chest filled him with pleasure, and every nerve end in his body cried out with desire.
Her teeth parted to welcome his tongue, and it surged into her mouth and lashed against hers. He felt Sue's hands on his thighs as she pushed them apart gently. For a second her warm fingers left him; then they were on his pulsing cock, stroking, kneading, rubbing along its thick sinew length.
Dave's lower body arched up off the big bed as he felt the tresses of Sue's long, dark hair drifting lazily over his belly, and Barbara sensed that Sue was almost ready to have her first taste of a man. She let her fingernails gently rake Dave's sides as Sue bent her head and let her lips claim his cock. At the touch of that sensuous mouth below, Dave uttered a deep groan. His hands slipped around Barbara's body and moved in small circles on the sensitive area of her lower back.
The sound of his blissful groan filled Sue with excitement. The feel of his thick cock gently throbbing in her mouth was even better than she had imagined. She let herself go completely, determined to enjoy the act fully.
Barbara moaned and lifted her lips from Dave's long enough to murmur, "Oh, God ... are we ever going to teach her today..."
Dave managed a smile through hoarse gasps for air, then his lips found hers again, and he slipped his hands down to cup the mounds of her jutting buttocks. He struggled to control himself. The sensations he was receiving from the joint manipulations of the two women was fantastic, and he wanted to draw it out and enjoy it fully.
As Sue began to claim more and more of his burning organ, he found it harder and harder to hold himself back. What she lacked in experience, she was more than willing to make up in eagerness.
He tried reciting multiplication tables silently to himself, but nothing came out right, and he finally gave up and let them drive him slowly up the grade to ecstasy.
As his body tightened for the final plunge into the depths of pleasure, Barbara pulled her lips from his and snaked her way down his body. She moved between his open legs, slipping her head below Sue's dangling hair, then she moved between Dave's open legs and slowly began kissing her way up the insides of his thighs.
Dave was pretty sure he knew what she had in mind, and he fought to hold himself in check, giving everything he had to keeping himself in the few seconds of blissful balance that would finally give way to his release. Barbara's lips seemed to take forever to climb along his thighs, and his body was as taut as a bow string when she finally reached his tender, dangling balls below Sue's bobbing head. Barbara's lips opened, and his control was shot all to hell as his balls slipped into the hot chasm of her mouth.
Dave let out a low, animal moan, and his buttocks shot up off the bed. Every muscle in his body knotted up as he made the final surge. His body shuddered again and again as he poured forth a gushing stream of thick, creamy fluid from the tip of his jerking cock. They lashed at him with their tongues until his exhausted body dropped back to the bed, and he began struggling to regain his normal breathing.
Barbara crawled over Dave's leg and knelt beside him on the bed. She bent her head and kissed his ankles, then her lips started up the inside of his leg, never completely leaving him as they moved. Sue watched with interest as Barbara's head moved. She was still reeling from the pleasure she had felt when Dave had gone off, and it served to heighten her need for more. She bent her head and eagerly began to mimic Barbara on Dave's free leg.
Before Dave had a chance to get himself under control again, they had reached the sensitive flesh on his inner thighs, and he felt a surge of renewed need shoot through his body. His semi-erect cock lurched upward and hit the mat of dark hair on his belly with a resounding smack.
Barbara and Sue raised their heads as they reached the throbbing organ. They watched it sway gently back and forth for a second as if hypnotized by its rhythmic movements, then they bent their heads in unison, and Dave felt their lips meet his swollen cock from both sides.
Jolt after searing jolt of pleasure ripped through his body, and his fingers dug into the bed under him. The fever of his lust was overwhelming, and the hoarse, labored breathing of the two broads working on him soon mixed with his. Sue could no longer control herself. She lifted her head and scrambled up the bed to straddle him.
Dave opened his eyes just in time to see her lowering herself down to his lips; then, as she settled on him, his tongue lashed between her moist vaginal lips and dove into the clutching warmth of her body. He felt her hands digging into the back of his head, holding him tightly to her twisting body. Her thighs grasped him in a vise-like grip, and he gave her the pleasure she wanted eagerly.
As his tongue probed her hot box, he felt Barbara shifting her position below. He raised his hips to meet her as she straddled his hips, and he felt her hand guiding his throbbing code into her hot cunt as she dropped down on him.
It took several lunges to complete his union with Barbara.
As she felt him hitting bottom, she let out a cry of pleasure and began to rock and bounce in a frenzy of lust. Dave turned his attention to giving Sue the best he had to offer. There was no need for him to help Barbara below-she was in complete control of the situation.
Sue was the first to come, and the convulsing shudders of her body were telegraphed through Dave to Barbara's churning body. She let out a cry of pleasure that mingled with Sue's moans of ecstasy, then she twisted and shook as the tremors of bliss raged through her.
Dave let go just as her gyrations reached their peak. He lashed his buttocks up off the bed and poured his gushing fluid forth from the jerking head of his fiery cock. They twisted and heaved against each other as they sated their lust, then they collapsed into a mass of perspiring flesh in the middle of the bed. There was no sound other than their rasping gasps for breath as they all enjoyed the aftermath of their lovemaking, each with his or her own pleasure-filled thoughts.
Finally, Barbara managed to say, "Well, Sue, that's what it's all about. How did you like it?"
Sue turned on her side, leaning her heaving breasts against Dave's chest. "It was better than I ever dreamed. God, now that I've tasted it, I know I'm going to want more."
Dave reached up to cup one of her firm breasts and smiled. "No reason why you can't, baby. Why don't you and Frank come over tonight? We could have a ball together."
Sue looked at him and let his words sink in, then objected, "Oh, I don't think Frank would go for it. He's--. "
Dave cut her off with a chuckle. "He's a man, and he'll jump at the chance if you suggest it in the right way."
Sue looked from Dave to Barbara. Barbara smiled and said, "It can't hurt to ask him, honey. It would do both of you a world of good."
Sue couldn't help but agree to that, yet she was sure Frank would be shocked by the suggestion. Still he'd been having just as frustrating a time lately as she had, so maybe he'd be ready to try something drastic.
II
FRANK WAS SURPRISED TO FIND SUE IN SUCH good spirits; he couldn't remember when she'd been this happy and easy-going. After they had eaten, they moved into the living room, and she mixed them drinks and sat down beside him on the couch. He sensed immediately that she was about to ask him for something, but instead of feeling that she had been playing up to him, he felt that it had to be something that was genuinely important to her. He was anxious to hear what she had to say, but he knew he would have to wait for her to open the conversation, so he lifted his drink to his lips and sipped from it.
Sue had spent an hour planning out her mode of operation in popping the question to him, and had decided a direct approach was best. She gulped down some of her Scotch, then looked up at him.
"I was talking to Barb today ... about us." she began. "She thinks all we need is a little change, a chance to get rid of our frustrations and get back to thinking normally again. She and Dave suggested that we spend the evening with them."
Frank set his glass down on the table beside him and turned to face her. "How is that going to help?"
Sue had been hesitant to come out with the offer, but she knew it was now or never.
"You know as well as I do that they have a pretty free sex life. They want us to join them."
Frank took a second to be sure he'd heard her correctly, then he shook his head. "You mean swap partners?"
Sue hadn't expected him to be for it, and she wasn't discouraged by the look of disbelief on his face.
"Yes ... I guess that's about it," she admitted.
Frank leaned back against the couch and reached for his drink. His thoughts went to Barbara. He'd often wanted to find out how good she was in bed, but he'd never even imagined himself actually doing it, especially with Sue's blessing.
There was no denying that he and Sue needed something to put them back on the right track, and the part about getting rid of their frustrations so they could think clearly again sounded pretty good. He knew damn well that he hadn't been giving Sue what she wanted, and that she must be just as unsatisfied as he was.
Sue realized that Frank was considering the proposition, or he would have said no immediately. She felt a surge of hope moving through her, and she fought to find more arguments for acceptance of Dave and Barbara's offer. She knew that she would have to have more of the satisfying lovemaking after tasting the pleasure Dave and Barbara had given her, but she also knew that her conscience was going to give her one hell of a time if she did it without Frank's approval.
"It would just be for long enough for us to find our values again, Frank. I don't know about you, but I think swap fever it's a good idea."
Frank looked over at her as he set his drink down. "You don't mind the thought of me making love to Barbara?"
Sue shook her head. "No, not this way. It's not as if you're going to be madly in love with her or anything; you're just going to get sex from her. It will do you good. I know you haven't been satisfied with what we've been doing. It just gets worse every day. This way both of us could get all the sex we need, and then we could find out what's missing between us. I'm sure it'll work."
Once again, Frank's thoughts went to Barbara. He could almost feel her big, conical breasts pressed against his chest. The image in his mind started his cock swelling. He looked back at Sue and said, "I guess we could try it, honey ... if you're sure you want to."
At first the atmosphere was a little strained between the four of them. No one even mentioned the fact that an evening of mate-swapping lay ahead as they drank and chatted in the lavishly furnished living room of Dave and Barbara's expensive home. Finally, after two quarts of Scotch had disappeared, and Dave could see that Frank and Sue were more relaxed, he walked over to the stereo and put on a stack of records. He turned as the first record dropped, and smiled.
"I think it's time we paired off and had a little fun. I've turned the stereo up good and loud so we can have all the privacy we need." He didn't wait for an answer; instead, he crossed over to the couch where Sue was sitting and took her hand. Frank had a few second thoughts as he watched them disappearing down the hallway, but Barbara went into action immediately.
She was sitting in the chair opposite him, and she crossed her legs, letting her skirt move well up her golden thighs. Frank's eyes moved directly to the exposed flesh, and he forgot about Sue and Dave. He had been wondering for a long time what it would be like with Barbara, and now he was about to find out.
He reached over to the ash tray beside him and ground out his cigarette; then he stood up and walked across to Barbara. She took the hand he held out to her, and he pulled her gently to her feet and led her down the hall to the master bedroom.
Dave pulled off his tight T-shirt, and Sue's eyes moved over him as he tossed it onto the chair behind him. When Dave turned back to face her, his hands moved to the top of his pants and flipped open the clasp. Sue's eyes were riveted to the massive bulge caused by his erect cock, adding fuel to the already flaming fires that burned in her loins. As soon as Dave had his zipper open, he slipped his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts and pushed them down with his pants.
Sue's eyes stayed on him, resting on his exposed, stiff, swaying cock. She watched it spring forward and throb rhythmically as it was released from the confines of his clothing, and as he bent to pull his pants and shorts off his feet, she stood up and crossed over to him. Her arms went around his neck as he stood up, and she pressed her body against him as he dropped his lips to meet hers.
His tongue broke through the barrier of her teeth and found hers as his hands moved to her back and cupped the resilient mounds of her firm buttocks. Sue sighed happily as her desire for him built, and his fingers dug into her ass gently; then, as his hands started to move in small circles on her jutting cheeks, Sue's hips automatically picked up the motion.
A surge of pleasure ripped through Dave, and he stifled a groan. His swollen cock was pinned tightly between them, and every motion of her hips heightened his excitement.
Frank's eagerness to get into action surprised Barbara a little, but she was pleased by it. She had expected him to be a slow starter, but he had stripped to his shorts immediately.
Her eyes moved down over his body and settled on the obvious bulge in the front of his shorts. Frank's gaze fell to the mounds of her breasts, which made the tight material of her blouse strain to hold them in, and as her hand moved to touch the pulsing tent formed by his stiff cock, he slipped his arms around and pulled her close.
Barbara moaned, and her hands worked under the waistband of his shorts. She grasped his burning organ, and he groaned with desire as he felt her hands moving back and forth, on him. Barbara could sense his urgency, and she pulled his shorts down his legs, then stepped back so he could kick them aside.
His eyes swept over her, then he picked her up effortlessly and carried her over to the bed. As soon as he had her stretched out in the center of the big bed, his Fingers found the buttons of her blouse, and he opened them. For a second he stared at the half-exposed mounds, then his hand moved down the left side of her body and found the clasp of her skirt.
He opened it quickly, and as he pulled the zipper down, she lifted her firm butt off the bed to make it easier for him to strip her skirt off her long, well-tanned legs. He tossed it on top of the table beside the bed; then, as she sat up, he stripped the blouse off her arms and moved his hands around to the hooks of her bra. He opened them quickly and peeled the big cups off her firm tits.
Dave lifted his lips from Sue's, and she moaned. The kiss had been a long one, and his hands had managed to touch every part of her body during it. Sue felt on fire everywhere.
"Mmmmm ... I've been looking forward to this ever since this afternoon," she murmured.
Dave grinned. "Fvc been looking forward to it for months, baby."
Sue stepped back from the circle of his arms and turned her back to him. His experienced fingers moved to the buttons of her blouse, and he opened them quickly, then pushed it down her arms. While he opened the clasp and zipper on her skirt, she pulled the blouse off and dropped it onto the chair. Dave dropped to his knees behind her and pulled her skirt down over her legs. Sue lifted one leg and then the other to allow him to pull it off, then she took it from him and folded it neatly while his palms moved slowly up the back of her legs until they rested on the cheeks of her butt again.
He stared at the firm, dimpled globes as he massaged the resilient flesh, then he moved his fingers up and slipped them around to her sides. He molded his hands to her hips and squeezed gently for a second, then his fingers went under the waistband of her transparent panties. Sue spread her legs slightly as he tugged the pink panties down, then she lifted her feet so he could pull them off.
Frank released Barbara's breasts after cupping and feeling them lovingly. He couldn't get enough of the huge, conical mounds and the dark, stiff nipples. Both he and Barbara were breathing hard as he let his hands trail over her hot nipples, then down over the gentle curve of her belly and under her panties. His lips met hers and she opened her teeth for his surging tongue as he brushed his fingertips back and forth under her sheer panties. Barbara's experienced fingers rubbed and kneaded the hot length of his stiff cock, sending a feeling of urgency through his body, and he broke the kiss and sat up on the bed beside her.
He groaned with desire, and his fingers pushed the sheer panties down over the glistening blonde curls nestled hotly between her thighs. Barbara kicked the panties off impatiently. Her proud breasts stuck up like a pair of ripe melons, the pulsing tips erect with passion. Her hands moved up over her belly to lift the full mounds up to him as he watched her excitedly. For months he'd wanted to get at these fabulous tits, and now they were his for the taking.
As his lips parted and accepted one of the hot buds, she threw back her head, and her deep moans of pleasure filled the room. Frank's tongue began to brush back and forth over her nipple; as he sucked at it, he felt it swelling even bigger. He raised his hand to caress the other breast and roll the tip between his thumb and forefinger.
Barbara began to twist and thrash, and he climbed up on top of her and let his legs slip between her thighs as she opened them for him. Frank raised himself to allow her hands to clutch his burning cock. She began to stroke the quivering knob gently.
Frank's hips shot upward automatically, and his ears picked up her passion-slurred words.
"Now ... shove it in ... now..."
Frank drove himself down to her and felt his rod slipping between her moist, open lips. She was bigger than Sue, and he made it halfway in on the first stroke. Barbara's fingernails dug into the flesh of his shoulders and back as he pulled back, then drove at her again. It took him three strokes to ram his throbbing cock all the way home, and when Barbara felt his balls bouncing hotly against her crevice, she let out a moan of delight and lashed herself up off the bed to meet him.
Frank could think of nothing but the burning need that filled him. Barbara was a willing partner, and he felt none of the one-sidedness that he had been feeling with Sue lately. Barbara wanted his cock, and he wanted to give it to her, and that's all that mattered to him.
He slipped his hands under her bouncing body and cupped her firm buttocks as he picked up the pace. His ears filled with the slap-slap of their bellies as they drove at each other, and his nostrils filled with the musky smell of her need. Barbara was completely lost in the pleasure he was giving her; after listening to Sue, she had expected very little from him, but she was being pleasantly surprised. She rotated her hips below him, and the additional pressure on his thrusting cock was all he needed to drive him over the top. His senses strained to find out how far she was up the ladder to release, and his fingers dug into her flesh of her bouncing rump until he felt her getting close. He listened to her hoarse breathing and the spasmodic moans that filled the room as she began to shudder with pleasure, then he groaned and let himself go.
He felt her body tighten as she arched up to meet him. The first gushing warmth caught her just as she filled herself completely with his jerking cock. Barbara let out a cry of ecstasy as she felt his first volley of thick creamy fluid, and her body convulsed and shuddered again and again under the force of cascading stream of love juice.
The sound of her pleasure-filled cries did more for Frank than his own release. Now he knew for sure that he could give a woman what she needed to make her happy ... now he knew that Sue was at fault in their lovemaking. His mind went blank, and every color of the rainbow flashed through his head as his body accepted the fullest of satisfactions. Then he lurched into oblivion, dropping down on to her, completely exhausted.
Sue's eyes were closed, and she was whimpering with desire. She wanted to turn to Dave and pull him up so she could wrap her arms around him, but the feel of his hands stroking her buttocks so gently, so slowly, was just too good to interrupt. Dave couldn't get enough of the firm cheeks. He knew what he would have liked to do with them, but he sensed that he would have to wait for another time for that.
He leaned forward, and as she felt his hot lips against the resilient flesh of one of her jutting checks, she moaned and moved her hands up to cup her heaving breasts. Dave covered every inch of her butt, with his lips and tongue; then his hands gently urged her to turn around, and she spun eagerly in his grasp.
He looked up the front of her body, over the dark curls between her golden thighs, over the gentle curve of her belly and up to the vermilion lips of he; big breasts. God, how he wanted many more chances to play with all this. He would mold her slowly, until she wanted all the things he did.
His hands slipped up the back of her legs, and he cupped her ass lovingly as his head moved forward and his lips touched lightly against her hot, eager box. Sue let out a moan of delight, and her hands moved to the back of his head as she felt his tongue slowly slip between her open cunt lips and lash at the stiff bud of flame that burned within.
Dave knew by the feel of her that she was more than ready, and he let his tongue give her one more second of pleasure; then he pulled it back and stood up.
"C'mon baby, let's get onto the bed and get comfortable."
Sue moved quickly and was spread-eagled in the center of the bed before he reached it. Dave smiled, and for a second his eyes studied her proud, jutting tits and the open invitation of her widely spread thighs. Then he moved to the bed and knelt beside her.
His hand went to one erect nipple, and his lips searched the other mound until the hot tip slipped between his lips and met his exploring tongue. Sue was squirming and whimpering as her hands moved down between them and found his rod; then she began to stroke his throbbing cock as he laved first one nipple and then the other.
Dave lifted his lips from her tingling breasts and started to kiss his way down over her belly, and in seconds he was burying his tongue between her thighs, digging into the hot chasm nestled there. Sue gave up his stiff cock reluctantly as he shifted his body until he was below her on the big bed. Dave moved between her open legs and slipped his hands under her bent knees to cup her buttocks. He lifted her gently as he dropped his lips to her again. As she felt his tongue probing with renewed vigor, she arched her back, and her hands moved to the back of his head again.
She heaved herself up to him and rocked her hips back and forth against his hungry mouth. In seconds he felt a tremor shoot through her body, and she began to moan happily as she convulsed and shuddered through her orgasm. Dave's tongue kept up its rhythmical lashing until Sue fell back to the bed completely sated; then he pulled himself up along the lush length of her body and dropped his lips on hers. Her tongue met his and surged against it eagerly; then he felt her hands sliding between them, and he lifted himself slightly to let her grasp his tool.
She caressed it with her fingertips for a few seconds, then guided him to her. When he felt himself slipping into the moist warmth, he pistoned his hips forward and drove his cock into her. She cried out at the first contact, but he withdrew and lunged at her again, this time driving to the bottom of the chasm. Her nails raked his back, and she started to bounce her little rump up off the bed to meet him as he hammered at her. He cradled her heaving buttocks in his hands and helped her slam her hot flesh against his. She started to gyrate below him, her body twisting, rolling, undulating, swaying, see-sawing, until tingling, delicious flushes of pleasure filled his body. He felt the flame enveloping him, and he dove deep into her and held himself there, savoring the balance he had attained-one more movement, and it would be over. She sensed this, and had an overwhelming desire to make him take the final plunge. Her nails dug into his shoulders, and she raked them down his back.
That was all it look. His body shook like a volcano about to erupt, and he started moving again in fast, violent strokes as his jerking cock released a gushing stream of thick, burning love-juice.
At the first jolt he poured forth, her body tightened and she screamed with ecstasy. Her body quivered, shuddered, quaked and churned through round after round of indescribable gratification. Her hands clutched at his muscular buttocks as he finished in her, then they rode the cascading wave of pleasure back down from the peak of delight and collapsed in a twisting mass of quivering flesh.
Barbara exhaled a cloud of smoke and looked over at Frank's muscular body. The sight of his smooth flesh under the soft light of the single lamp filled her with warmth.
"Somehow, I can't sec what Sue was bitching about. You're great."
Her words brought the right reaction from Frank. He smiled and turned to her. "Maybe she's the one that's not measuring up. Comparing her to you is like comparing a Volkswagen to a Corvette.
Barbara smiled. She knew for certain that Frank had the potential of a fabulous lover, and she intended to bring out the best in him. She was sure that she could convince Sue to let her educate him, and she was looking forward to it. Sue's contribution would be to keep Dave interested in the group sessions; that would keep Dave happy, and he wouldn't object to her enjoying Frank to the utmost.
Frank was staring blankly across at the closed bedroom door. The fact that Sue was just across the hall, locked in Dave's arms, was beginning to bother him. It had been just great as long as he had his cock buried in Barbara, but now it didn't set right with him somehow. There was always the possibility that Dave could fire her up a little more and make her better in bed, but Frank couldn't help wondering if Sue might talk Dave into letting her do all the crazy things she wanted when she was making love.
He knew how badly Sue wanted abnormal loving, and he was afraid she might develop more than a passing interest in Dave if he gave it to her. Frank knew that there was nothing he could do about it for the time being. He'd got what he wanted, and it was only fair that he let Sue get what she wanted too. All he could do was talk it over with her on the way home, and assure himself that she wasn't getting hooked on swapping. Once he had done that, there would be no reason not to have another group session.
Sue stood up on unsteady legs and smiled down at Dave on the bed. She had never felt so completely satisfied before, and she knew that the thrills she had received were the greatest she'd ever known. The things that Dave had done to her were too good to be wrong, and she no longer had any guilt feelings about wanting them.
For the first time in her life, she felt sure enough about something to stick to her guns. She was going to tell Frank how good it had been, and make him give her the opportunity to show him. She had never before insisted on anything he'd been against, and she was sure that if she did, he'd give in to her, at least for one trial.
III
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN WEEKS FRANK FELT AN old, familiar sensation of enjoyment as he pulled the Corvette out onto the road and put her through her paces. Suddenly everything seemed to look and feel better to him.
Sue could sense his relaxation too, and she smiled as she watched him pull the car onto the freeway and open it up. He seemed more like the man she had married, and she knew that he, too, had enjoyed what had just happened. It pleased her, because it strengthened her will to ask him to share with her some of the pleasures Dave had shown her. She pulled her cigarettes out of her purse and pushed in the lighter on the dash. Frank accepted the smoke she held out to him, and when the lighter popped, she lit them up. She took a deep drag off hers, then looked over at him.
"It was good, wasn't it?"
Frank turned his thoughts from Barbara and glanced over at her. He wanted to find out exactly what had happened between Sue and Dave before he committed himself.
"ll was different. What did you think of it?"
Sue was still bubbling over with the pleasure she had received, and she was so sure that Frank felt the same way that she didn't hesitate to answer truthfully, "It was like finding out about sex all over again."
Frank's fingers tightened on the steering wheel, but Sue didn't notice it. "Exactly what did you and Dave do?" he asked.
Frank saw a slight flush come to her face in the soft blue light coming from the instrument panel. He knew without asking that his fears had been well founded. Sue hesitated for a second; it was hard for her to say what she had to say, yet she knew she would have no better opportunity. The only words she could think of to describe it were the ones Barbara had used earlier in the day.
"He went down on me, and I did it to him ... it was so good, Frank."
She wanted to say more, but she had to have his reaction first. He didn't say anything for what seemed like hours, and finally Sue spoke again. "Barbara told me that practically everyone does it, Frank. There's nothing dirty or abnormal about it; and, after doing it, I know she was right."
Frank wheeled the Corvette off the freeway, pulled onto a deserted street, turned in to the curb and stopped. He felt anger building in him, and the jealousy that went with it.
"You know that reduces you to nothing more than a common slut, a nympho bitch who can't get her kicks the normal way. It's the kind of thing a guy goes to a whore for!"
At first the words hurt Sue, but she realized Frank's feelings about this particular aspect of sex were deep-rooted, and knew she would have to give him stronger reasons to convince him she was right.
"You're wrong, Frank. Almost all married couples make love like this now and then. I'm certain that's our biggest problem. We've let ourselves fall into a rut, always having sex the same way. Anything can get boring after a while; all we need is a little variety."
Frank looked over at her. For a second he didn't say anything, he just stared. She had never come out and told him flatly that he was wrong before, and it scared him a little, especially when she'd chosen this problem to fight him over. He knew he wouldn't change her mind by letting his anger control his words, so he forced himself to cool off some.
"People in love don't need that kind of sex," he insisted. "It doesn't belong in a marriage bed. All you've accomplished by giving in to your abnormal lust is to put yourself on the level of a prostitute."
Sue could see the inner conflict tearing at him, and she knew she had to make him understand. "Have you ever had a woman go down on you before, Frank?"
His expression didn't change. "Yes, once . . she was a whore."
"It doesn't matter what she was; did you enjoy it?"
Frank could sec what she was getting at, and he shrugged. "I guess so, but that doesn't change the fact that she was a whore."
She had already gone pretty far, and she saw no reason not to tell him everything. "Barbara does it, Frank, and she's no whore. I'm not a whore because I did it. I gave Dave pleasure, and he gave me pleasure. There was nothing abnormal about it. We both enjoyed it. I know how you feel about it, but I'm certain it's because you associate it with a prostitute. If only you'd try it with me, I'm sure you'd see that there's nothing wrong with it."
Frank ground his cigarette out in the ash tray as his anger and frustration got the better of him.
"For Christ's sake, Sue, I've been around-T know what it's all about. I did my best to explain this to you, but I don't seem to be able to put it across. Maybe you're a nymphomaniac, and you can't help it, but you're not going to talk me into sinking into the gutter with you!"
The harsh words were becoming harder for Sue to bear, but she knew she had to make him understand or there wasn't any hope for them. "Frank, listen to me, please ... all I ask is that you try it. If you don't like it, I won't ask you to do it again. Just let me show you how good it can be; that's all I ask."
Frank reached for the key and started the car. "I don't want to hear any more about it," he said. "I'm not going to have any part of it, and neither are you. Dave will have to find some other slut to blow him. Now let's drop the subject."
Tears formed in Sue's eyes. She fought to control them as he wheeled the Corvette away from the curb with a squeal of rubber.
"No, Frank. If you won't even try it, I'm afraid I'll get what I want somewhere else. I mean it, Frank-this is too important to me now that I've found out how good it can be. There's nothing I want more than to share it with you; I know it'll help us get back together again. I've had it, Frank, so I know just as much about it as you do. It was good, there was nothing wrong with it, and it's not abnormal. It doesn't make me a prostitute, but you will, if you won't even make an attempt to see my side of it!"
Frank's voice was low and calm as he spoke, and Sue knew he was using all his power to control himself. "You'd better think it over, Sue. I don't threaten easily. If you won't change your mind, I'll kick you out. I mean that."
Dave reached up for the ladder and climbed out of the pool. He walked across to where Barbara was laying on one of the lounges and took a drink from her outstretched hand, reaching for a towel with his other hand. "Well, how did old Frank turn out in the sack?" he asked.
Barbara moved her glass away from her lips and set it on the table beside her. "Not bad, considering that this is his first try at wife-swapping. I have a feeling Sue wasn't lying about his inhibitions, though. In time, I think I can turn him into a pretty good lover."
Dave grinned and tossed the towel across the back of the lounge beside her before he flopped into it.
"If anybody can manage it, you can, baby."
Barbara smiled. "Thanks for the compliment, but I have a feeling that I'm not going to get my chance. Frank seemed to be fine as long as we were going .at it; but the second we finished, he was straining to hear what was going on between you and Sue. I don't think he liked the idea of her being alone with you."
Dave downed a good portion of his drink and set his glass down.
"No problem there. From now on, we'll make it in the same room. That way, he can keep his eye on Sue if he wants."
Barbara shook her head slowly. "I'm afraid that's just where the problem lies. I didn't tell you before, but Sue bared her soul to me this afternoon. It seems that Frank only wants to make love in the conventional way; he thinks any variation is abnormal. If he caught a glimpse of what you and Sue were doing tonight, he'd call the foursome quits."
Dave grinned over at her. "You're not trying to tell me that he's never let Sue blow him, and he's never eaten her out?"
Barbara nodded. "That's exactly what I'm telling you. Now maybe you can understand why Sue was so eager this afternoon. The poor kid had been wanting oral love for months, and Frank had almost convinced her that there was something wrong with her. I set her straight this afternoon, but I haven't got any idea how to get to Frank."
Dave took another swig of his drink, then said, "Well, I don't know about you, baby, but Sue is the nicest thing to come my way in some time, and I don't intend to let her slip away that easily. To tell you the truth, I don't think she's going to stop coming back for it anyway, no matter what he says. She took to blow jobs like a baby to candy, and F know damn well she's going to want more. We'll just have to figure some way to get to Frank."
Barbara nodded. "I've been working on it all night; you got any ideas?"
Dave leaned back into the comfortable lounge and closed his eyes. "The only answer is to get him interested in getting blown. Let's face it, no guy can say he doesn't get a thrill out of it; all we have to do is get him started."
Barbara waited patiently, knowing Dave was leading up to something. When he didn't speak, she prodded, "Just how do we go about doing it?"
Dave opened his eyes, leaned forward, and said, "How about if I invite him over tomorrow? I'll get him watching a few movies that show oral lovemaking, and fill him with booze. Then, when he's hot enough, you come in and go down on him. Once we get him started, we'll go the whole route-and by the time he leaves here, he should have a new outlook on things."
"If he comes, Sue will come with him," Barbara replied. "He's not going to let me do that in front of her if he's trying to impress upon her how wrong it is."
Dave nodded. "You've got something there. You'll have to phone Sue and explain it to her. Tell her to go get her hair done or something. If I'm right about how much she liked what she got last night, she'll be more than pleased to give us a hand."
Barbara smiled. "It just could work-that is, if Frank will let us get started on him."
Dave grinned and tossed down the remains of his drink.
"Don't worry, honey. I've never seen a guy turn down a chance to look at stag movies before, and once he's got enough booze in him, old Frank will take his loving any way he can get it."
IV
FRANK PULLED THE CORVETTE TO THE CURB IN front of the hairdresser's, and Sue opened the door and stepped out without giving him a second look. They hadn't spoken ten words since their fight the night before.
Frank shoved the Corvette into gear and pulled away as soon as Sue closed the door. He didn't particularly want to see Dave and Barbara this afternoon, but he knew that he had to tell them about the decision to end the wife-swapping, and now as just as good a time as any. He was tempted to see if they'd go for a threesome, because he didn't like to lose what he'd found with Barbara; yet he knew that if Sue found out, it would be all she'd need to return to Dave and get him to satisfy her perverted desires.
He was still turning the possibilities over in his mind when he wheeled the Corvette into the big circular driveway and parked it behind Dave's continental. He climbed out, walked over to the door, and pressed the doorbell with his thumb.
Almost immediately the small speaker overhead crackled, and he heard Dave's voice. "That you, Frank?"
He glanced up at the speaker as he said, "Yes."
"C'mon in. We're out back at the pool."
Frank opened the door and stepped inside. As he was closing it, Dave walked through the open glass door from the pool area. He was nude, and the film of perspiration covering his muscular body attested to the fact that he had been out under the rays of the hot afternoon sun for some time.
"Scotch okay?"
Frank nodded; and as he approached Dave, he couldn't resist glancing out through the glass doors. He saw just what he had expected.
Barbara was stretched out on a lounge only ten feet past the doorway. She was nude, and her lush body glistened in the sunlight. The sight of her sent a surge of warmth to Frank's loins, and he felt his cock stir slightly. Barbara saw him looking. She smiled and gave him a wave, at the same time letting her legs move farther apart and giving him a good look at the shimmering blonde curls between her golden thighs.
Frank heard Dave laugh, and he turned to face him, slightly embarrassed at being caught. Dave didn't seem to mind in the least as he handed Frank his drink.
"I see last night didn't wear you out."
Frank managed a sheepish grin, raised his glass to his lips, and drank deeply. He had been about to broach the subject of his decision to cut the swapping off, but after what had just happened, this didn't seem like the right time.
Dave's eyes dropped to the front of Frank's pants, and he noted the slight bulge with satisfaction. He picked up his own drink and looked up at Frank. "C'mon into the bedroom. I've got something for you to see."
Frank followed Dave down the hallway toward the bedroom, and as he did, lie found his eyes resting on Dave's muscular buttocks. He forced himself to look away from the firm hillocks, but a distant memory had already popped into his mind. His homosexual experiments in his teens had always been something he'd tried to forget, but the sight of Dave's hard cheeks had brought them back again. He was surprised to find the bedroom in near darkness when they entered it; but he was relieved, because he couldn't study Dave's body so easily.
Dave climbed up onto the bed and propped a pillow behind him, then he patted the covers beside him.
"C'mon up here and make yourself comfortable. After last night, I figured you'd be interested in seeing some of the films Barbara and I have collected over the past few months."
Frank didn't have a chance to answer. Dave had already started the projector, and a flash of color filled the screen at the foot of the bed. It caught Frank's attention immediately, and he climbed up onto the bed as he watched the stacked redhead moving across the exotically furnished bedroom on the fdm. His eyes played over her compact, beautifully rounded body as she approached a huge round bed and the handsome stud stretched out in its center.
The guy on the screen stretched slightly, and a smile formed on his lips as he ran his right hand down over his flat belly and encircled his massive cock. The thick organ quivered slightly as he touched it, as if beckoning to the redhead. She climbed up onto the bed beside him and rested on her knees, watching him slowly stroke himself.
Frank could see the excitement in the redhead's eyes as she reached for the shimmering knob and closed her fingers over it. The stud's eyes closed, and his back arched slightly. Frank witnessed the man's pleasure, and he couldn't control the reaction in his own body. His cock began to swell in his pants as he watched the redhead stroke the stud adoringly.
Dave kepi his attention on Frank, watching the growing bulge in the front of his tight pants, and a grin began to form on his face. Frank was conscious of nothing but what was happening on the screen. The redhead was now holding the stud's thick cock firmly at its base, and Frank's pulse quickened as she lowered her head. The sight of the huge organ slipping slowly between the redhead's parted lips gave him a strange feeling of excitement. The stud's hips shot up off the bed, and Frank couldn't hold back a gasp as he saw three-quarters of the massive shaft disappear into the gill's mouth.
He didn't realize that Barbara had entered the room until he felt her climbing up onto the bed beside him. Her presence embarrassed him for a second, but when he turned to look at her, she smiled and said, "Don't let me spoil the picture for you. I can't resist watching them-they make me hotter than hell."
Dave encircled his now stiff cock with his right hand and grinned. "You're not the only one, baby. Lean back, Frank; the best is yet to come."
The sound of Barbara's heavy breathing and the sight of Dave's hard cock in the soft glow given off by the projector added to the growing warmth that was filling Frank. A flash of movement on the screen drew his attention. He watched almost as if hypnotized as the redhead spun on the bed and dropped into a sixty-nine position. The camera shifted around to take a side view of the action, and Frank's cock sprang into full erection as he watched the guy bury his face in the redhead's crotch.
Frank's breathing became labored as he watched the lust-filled motions on the screen. Barbara glanced at Dave. He flashed her a smile and nodded, and a second later Barbara's palm was resting warmly on the tent formed in Frank's pants.
Frank groaned as he felt her hand brushing him. He'd never felt such a burning desire as the one that filled him now. Barbara waited for a second, giving Frank a chance to react to the presence of her hand, and when Frank made no attempt to push her hand away, she went into action.
She had his pants open and his zipper down in seconds. Frank felt her fingers under his shorts, then she was slowly stroking his tumescent member. Barbara knew the battle was half over as she held his burning cock in her fingers, but she wanted Frank to be as eager as possible before she made her next move, so she kept on stroking him as the movie continued.
Finally, the stud and the redhead both came, then they slowly separated from the sixty-nine position. Frank couldn't take his eyes off them as they stretched out side by side on the big round bed and rested for a second. The stud's cock was still stiff and throbbing hotly against the mat of dark curly hair on his loins. The redhead's hand found the thick organ and began to stroke it lightly. The stud grinned, moved his hand to the back of the broad's head, and began to push her down on the bed. It was obvious what he wanted, and Barbara took it as her cue to push her advantage with Frank.
She pulled her hands free of his underwear and reached for the top of his pants. Frank was completely overcome by the need that filled him, and he moved his hands to help her strip him as he raised his butt off the bed to make it easier. Barbara pulled his pants and shorts off his feet just as the redhead's lips opened to receive the stud's glistening knob again.
The sight of her slowly rotating mouth sucking the stud's cock held Frank's attention. He was completely unprepared for Barbara's next move. It only took her a split-second to drop her head and draw the head of his stiff cock into her mouth. It shocked Frank, and he moved his hands to her head to pull her away; but Barbara was an expert, and her tongue had already lashed out to find the sensitive ridge of flesh just below the head of his cock. His body reacted automatically, and his hips shot upward as he groaned with pleasure.
Barbara noted that the pressure of his hands on her head didn't increase, and she knew she had succeeded. She dropped her left hand to his balls and cupped and massaged them gently as she began to work on his cock in earnest. Dave waited for a few seconds to make sure that Frank was fully engrossed in the pleasure Barbara was giving him; then he reached over and shut off the projector. A smile formed on his face as he listened to Frank's gurgling moans of ecstasy, then he reached up and turned on the lamp over the bed.
The soft glow from the single red bulb bathed the bed, and Frank looked down at Barbara's bobbing head through passion-clouded eyes. A small voice in the back of his mind called out for him to put a stop to what Barbara was doing, but the growing bliss that ripped through his body refused to allow him to do anything but lie back and enjoy the sensations that filled him. Barbara's tongue and lips were giving him thrills he'd never experienced before. His cock tingled and quivered under her expert manipulation, and Frank felt stabs of delight that he'd never believed possible. He closed his eyes as the pressure of the fantastic delight threatened to make him explode.
Barbara sensed that he was close, and she sucked as much of his burning organ into her mouth as she could, then let her teeth rake it lightly as she let it slip slowly free. She felt his balls tighten as his cock was halfway out, then the throbbing organ jerked, and she felt a hot stream of creamy fluid break free of his thick knob and shoot into her mouth. The feel of it sent tremors of pleasure through her, and she sucked and rotated her mouth frantically as she drained him.
Frank let out a deep groan as he spewed his love juice into her. He could think of nothing but the ecstatic pleasure that filled him, the wonder of it driving all other thoughts out of his mind.
When he had finished and dropped back down to the bed in exhaustion, Barbara lifted her head and let his cock slip entirely free of her hot channel. A look of satisfaction filled her face as she gazed down at his perspiration-covered, heaving chest, and she looked up and exchanged grins with Dave. After a few seconds Frank opened his eyes and sighed happily. Dave grinned at him and handed him a cigarette.
"Christ, I thought you were going to blow a fuse there for a second," he said.
Frank's earlier embarrassment had disappeared. It seemed obvious that Dave saw nothing wrong in what Barbara had just done. "Fuse, hell ... I blew the whole works," he admitted.
Barbara dragged deeply on her cigarette and smiled. "You're good. I could do that all day."
Dave glanced down at Frank's semi-erect cock and grinned. "What's stopping you, baby?"
Barbara smiled and dropped her cigarette into the ash tray beside the bed. Her eyes moved over Frank's body. She rolled over onto her back on the bed with her head toward the bottom, and held her arms open to him. Frank's cock jerked into its fully erect state as he looked down at her, and he felt his desire returning. He looked over at Dave, and Dave grinned.
"Help yourself. . . I'll go pick up Sue for you."
Barbara reached for Frank and pulled him toward her. The feel of her hot hands on his hips sent flashes of need through him. His body reacted immediately. He rolled over on top of her, and her hand guided his ready cock to her hot lips. Frank groaned and closed his eyes as he felt them closing over his quivering knob.
Dave moved quickly. He wanted to leave before Frank had a chance to reconsider. Frank's moans of pleasure filled
Dave's ears as he slipped into his clothes, and he grinned. Barbara had done her job well. From now on, Frank would be eager for the pleasures of fellatio.
Barbara's hands slipped around Frank's hips and cupped his muscular butt. She pulled him closer to her and felt his thighs close in a vise-like grip around her cheeks as she sucked his throbbing cock into her mouth. She had accomplished almost everything she'd set out to do-only one thing remained.
She worked on him feverishly, giving him all the pleasure she knew how to give; and slowly she felt his chest sinking down against the slight curve of her belly.
Frank's eyes were glued to the glistening blonde curls that covered the moist open lips between her widely spread thighs. They seemed to be on fire under the glow of the red light overhead, and the sight of her ready pussy seemed to be drawing his head downward. It became harder and harder for him to hold his neck stiff, and as he felt the pleasure building in his loins, he had to admit that he wanted to let his lips drop and touch her.
The realization gave him a feeling of panic for a second. It was something he'd never done before, something he'd thought he'd never want to do; yet his head was slowly dropping. His lips were only inches away from her quivering box ... he could smell the sweet, musky odor of her need.
Barbara's hands tightened on his ass, and Frank groaned and drove his head downward. The feel of her moist, hot lips sent a sheet of flame through his body, and he pushed everything out of his mind as he let his tongue slip inside her. Nothing mattered but the pleasure he was giving and receiving ... the slow wondrous, building ecstasy ... he wanted to give as much as he wanted to receive. At the first thrust of his tongue, Barbara turned into a sensual sex machine, giving him more pleasure than he had ever dreamed possible.
They erupted together, and Frank's groans of delight mingled with her cries of ecstasy as he poured volley after volley of thick, burning fluid into her eager mouth.
They lay panting together for a long time, Frank lost in the wonder of his new discovery, weighing it, making new values for himself; Barbara lost in the warm afterglow of their lovemaking, welcoming the weight of his body on hers. Finally Frank heaved himself off her and stood up at the side of the bed.
Barbara smiled up at him. "That was the best I've ever had. If I'd known how much of a man you were, I would have dragged you into bed long ago."
Frank grinned. "If I'd known what would happen with you in bed, I'd have suggested it a long time ago. I never felt anything so good before."
Barbara stood up beside him and took his hand in hers.
"There's more ... so much more..."
Frank's eyes moved over her slowly. "I think we'd better have a shower and get some clothes on before they get here," he said.
Dave pulled the Continental to the curb beside Sue and pushed the door open for her. She slid into the seat beside him and flashed him a smile.
"What happened to Frank?" she asked.
Dave grinned as he wheeled the ragtop back into the traffic. "He was having too much fun with Barbara. He just couldn't tear himself away."
Sue leaned forward in the seat and asked, "Did he ... did it work?"
Dave chuckled huskily as he glanced over at her. "You should have seen him. He's quite a tiger once he gets going."
Sue sighed happily and leaned back against the softly padded seal. "I'm glad. He had to let loose somewhere. Things have been building up inside him for so long, that I don't know how much longer we would have lasted. I realty think this is all wo needed."
Suddenly the day seemed brighter to Sue. She had been hesitant to go against Frank's wishes by seeing Dave again, knowing that once she made the step there would be no turning back. Now everything would be all right again. A few more sessions with Dave and Barbara, and they would be able to laugh at their old problems and start a new life. Things were working out perfectly. Frank would have to change his outlook on oral sex now that he had tasted the wonder of it, and she was certain they could have a wonderful sex life once he had shed the rest of his inhibitions. She was impatient to get to Dave and Barbara's and see how Frank was coming along.
Frank found himself openly studying Barbara's body as he dried himself and waited for her to step out of the shower. He no longer had the embarrassment he'd always felt when studying a woman from a purely sexual standpoint. His hands brushed against her erect nipples as she stepped out of the shower and took the towel from him. Barbara smiled, pleased at the change in his usually inhibited manner. It felt good to make a man realize that he was a sexual animal at heart, and she liked having him appraise her lush body.
She reached out and grasped his lax cock lightly, and Frank smiled as he pushed her hand aside and stepped back.
"Cut that out, or I'll never be able to get my pants on."
Barbara smiled and began to dry herself. Her eyes rested on his dangling cock. "You'd better go get them on now; I don't think I can resist."
Frank smiled and backed out of the bathroom slowly, hating to take his eyes off her but knowing she was right. He walked into the bedroom and pulled his clothes on quickly, then he walked down the hallway to the living room and fixed himself a drink.
He caught a glimpse of Barbara's golden buttocks as she disappeared into the bedroom. He picked up his drink and walked over to the glass doors opening onto the patio and pool.
Things had gone pretty fast for him since his arrival. He still hadn't sorted everything out in his mind, and he wanted to have things clear by the time Dave got back with Sue.
He knew now that Sue had been at least partially right about his inhibitions regarding oral sex; there was no disputing that, after what had just happened. He had always considered Dave and Barbara to be a little too free in their sexual attitudes, but he would never put Barbara in the category of a whore. Now that he had both given and received oral lovemaking, he knew inside that Sue was right. If both people involved wanted it, there was nothing wrong with it.
Barbara had opened a new field to him, and the thought of exploring it fully excited him. She had awakened in him the desire to experiment, yet he was still a little reluctant to pull out the stopper and give his newfound excitement full reign. There was something about freeing a desire as strong as this one that frightened him; there was no way of knowing what the consequences would be.
He had seen the change in Sue after she had given into her need for variety, and he knew deep down that he too would probably change now that he was about to push aside his inhibitions and enjoy sex to the fullest.
Had he been given a choice, he would have waited a few days before making another step toward fully freeing himself of his restraints, a sort of cooling-off period so he could think things out; but there was no choice. Sue would be here in a few minutes, and he knew Dave would have filled her in on what happened. He could either cut things off right now and take Sue home, or he could do what the rest wanted and participate in group sex. He watched the gentle ripples moving across the pool as he kicked the problem around in his mind.
His body was still tingling from his lovemaking with Barbara, and he knew the other three wanted to continue the foursome. To say that they were wrong and he was right had been easy the night before, but now it was different. He wanted it as much as they did, and he was certain that Sue had every intention of reaping the benefits of Dave's oral caresses, regardless of what he did.
He raised his glass to his lips and gulped down a good portion of the Scotch. He would have to ride the crest of the wave and wait for the outcome. It seemed somehow like a game of Russian roulette, but the choice wasn't really his to make if he wanted to keep Sue.
The sound of the door opening brought him out of his thoughts, and he turned in time to see Dave ushering Sue inside. Dave flashed him a smile and started toward the hallway. Sue waited until Dave had disappeared down the hall, then she crossed over to Frank and hugged him.
"I'm glad it's settled, honey. I don't like to fight with you," she told him.
Frank managed a weak smile as she stepped back. "I just hope that we don't regret it later. I'm hooked on it, Sue, just like you, but I'm a little leery of the desires I've found hidden in my psyche.
Sue smiled. "It's the spark we need to get on our feet again ... a few more times with Dave and Barb, and we'll be able to give each other everything we need."
V
FRANK WAS JUST HANDING SUE A DRINK WHEN Dave and Barbara walked into the living room. Dave glanced over at them and smiled. "You and I have got the short end of the stick so far today, Sue. I think it's time we caught up to these two."
He casually pulled his zipper down and hauled his partially erect cock out from the confines of his underwear. As it popped into view, he encircled it with his right hand and began to stroke it slowly.
Sue had been thinking about nothing but sex ever since she had left Frank earlier, and now her need was nearly uncontrollable. Dave saw the tremor of desire move over the length of her body as her eyes followed his moving hand, and he smiled.
"Don't worry about them ... they need a little rest before they'll be ready again."
For a second Sue hesitated, knowing she wanted nothing more than to suck Dave's throbbing cock into her mouth, yet feeling a little uncertain about doing it in front of Frank. Dave released his cock and tightened a muscle, causing it to jerk enticingly, and she forgot everything but the fire that seared her loins. Dave grinned and dropped down onto the couch behind him, letting his legs spread.
Sue hurried across to him, and his hands lifted to cup the big full mounds of her breasts straining against the thin material of her blouse as her lips dropped to kiss the pulsing head of his thick organ. Dave's hands worked on the buttons at the back of her blouse as Sue's lips parted, and her head dropped further between his open thighs.
Frank found it impossible to take his eyes off Sue's open mouth as she sucked a good portion of Dave's cock inside. He had known what was coming, and had expected to feel revolted at seeing her give this kind of loving to Dave, but instead the sight only served to excite him. Barbara noticed the swelling of his cock in his tight pants, and she reached for it and began to stroke it lightly. Frank forced himself to take his eyes off Sue's moving mouth and turned to Barbara.
"Not just yet, baby ... I want to watch this."
Barbara nodded, and the two of them moved over to chairs opposite the couch and sat down.
Dave pushed the blouse down over Sue's shoulders, and she lifted her lips from him long enough for him to pull it off and toss it to the thick carpet. Sue bent to recapture his cock, but he stopped the motion of her head gently with his hands. "Lots of time, honey," he murmured. "Let's get you out of your clothes first."
He stood up and pulled her to her feet, and his eyes moved over her heaving tits as they threatened to burst free of her bra. Sue looked at him through half-closed eyes and moaned softly as his hands slipped around her back and found the bra hooks. She arched her back to make it easier for him to undo them, and he felt her resilient globes pressing against his chest.
Although her firm nipples were still covered by the bra and his shirt covered his chest, Dave could feel the erect buds digging into his flesh. Sue stepped back from him as he finished opening the hooks, and her hands lifted to cup the big mounds as he peeled the bra away and dropped it on top of her blouse.
Dave's hands slipped down her bare back to cup and caress the firm flesh of her ass through the tight skirt, which fit her like a second skin. Frank felt a surge of desire as he watched Dave's fingers dig into Sue's cheeks; and although he couldn't see Sue's hands, he knew they were working on the fastenings of Dave's pants.
Sue pulled Dave's pants open, then dropped to her knees in front of him as she dragged them down over his legs and pulled them off his feet. When she stood up in front of him again, Dave stripped off his shirt, then he ran his hands over her full breasts and let his fingers roll the hot tips for a second. Sue moaned, and Dave moved one hand down over the left side of her body until he found the catch and zipper of her tight skirt. Sue leaned against him, and her arms slipped around his waist to pull him closer to her as his fingers opened the clasp and worked the zipper down.
Dave slipped down through her arms and pulled the form-fitting skirt down over her legs as he dropped to the floor on his knees in front of her. When he had pulled the skirt off, he raised his head slightly and moved to kiss the inside of one of her slightly parted thighs. At the first touch of his lips on the sensitive flesh, her body tightened and a groan of need gurgled deep in her throat.
The sound made Frank gasp. The heat that Dave was generating in Sue's lush body both surprised and frightened him a little. He'd never seen Sue more engrossed in lovemaking, and it hurt his ego a little to think that she wanted Dave more than she had ever wanted him. Suddenly he realized why Sue wanted oral lovemaking so badly; one look at her told him that it gave her much more pleasure than the usual method.
Dave kissed up. one thigh until his lips touched the transparent material of her bikini panties, then he dropped down and blazed the same trail up the other thigh. Sue's hips shot forward, and she began to whimper passionately. When Dave reached the frilly material this time, his lips kept climbing and he followed the edge of the dark triangle that was obvious through the tight panties.
When he had finished kissing his way around the edge of the curly triangle, there was an area of dampness from the top to the cleft. Dave moved his lips to the center of her crotch and kissed through her panties, letting his tongue probe her gently. Her hands clutched at the back of his head, and her labored breathing was punctuated by spasmodic moans of pleasure.
Dave leaned back slightly and slipped his hands up the sides of her panties. He hooked his fingers in the top and slowly dragged them down to expose her moist, quivering lips, then down over her legs and off her feet. Sue's hands pulled on his head, and he answered the urging by moving forward and repeating the kiss. Sue's hips shot forth to meet his tongue, and as he worked it into her, he lashed it around in a circle.
The flesh of Sue's buttocks tightened as she cried out with pleasure. The sight of her quivering cheeks sent a shudder of desire through Frank. She was no longer his wife now; she was a female animal mating, and the sight of it excited him beyond belief. He had conflicting urges. On one hand, he wanted to reach for Barbara and let her give him what he needed; and on the other, he wanted to watch the scene unfolding in front of him. He glanced over at Barbara and one look told him that she too was completely engrossed in the scene in front of them.
Dave let his tongue slip free of Sue's hot cunt. He stood up in front of her, his body brushing against her firm tits as he rose; then he backed up until his legs came in contact with the side of the couch. He dropped down on it and stretched out full length, letting his head rest on the arm. He smiled up at her and held his arms over his head.
"C'mon, baby, I like to eat in comfort."
Sue moaned huskily and moved around to the side of the couch. Dave reached out for her, filled his palms with the resilient flesh of her buttocks, and pulled her toward him. Sue opened her legs, and Dave shuddered ecstatically as he felt her thighs slipping around his cheeks. He let his tongue slip slowly into her again, and she clamped her thighs tightly around his head, covering his ears and blocking out the sound of heavy breathing that filled the room.
Frank sank down in his chair, pulling on the crotch of his tight pants to make room for his swollen cock. He couldn't take his eyes off Sue's quivering body as she twisted and rocked on her feet.
As Dave's tongue lashed deeply within Sue, she moved her hands down over his chest and slipped her fingers under the waistband of his shorts. The feel of her fingers stroking and clutching at his thick cock sent a tremor of desire reeling through Dave's body, and he lifted his head to bury his tongue even deeper in her hot quivering chasm. He began to twist his head from side to side, as far as her vise-like thighs would allow, and his hands moved up to lift and massage her swaying breasts. He caught the swollen nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and rolled them in unison with the lashing movements of his tongue.
Sue was whimpering and mumbling incoherently. Dave felt her thigh muscles tighten, then her hands tightened on his cock as her body shuddered and rocked against him. She cried out ecstatically as her body lurched again and again, her thighs moving from his ears and letting him pick up her cries of pleasure. His fingers closed tightly on her nipples, and he twisted them as she went over the top, giving Sue an extra kick. Her whole body shook with delight, and he kept his tongue busy in tier as she rode the cascading wave of ecstasy for all it was worth. With a final cry of delight, she dropped down on top of Dave's heaving chest and began to fight for breath.
Frank was still watching them when Barbara dropped down on her knees in front of his chair. He made no move to stop her this time as her hands went to the top of his pants and skillfully opened them. He groaned and lifted his butt so she could drag his pants and shorts off. Barbara's right hand went directly to his stiff, swaying cock. She grasped it firmly at the base, then opened her lips to receive its thick, pulsing knob. Frank gasped as he felt her lips closing on him, and he abandoned himself to her lovemaking, sliding down in the chair and closing his eyes.
Dave squirmed out from under Sue's body and stood up beside the couch. He glanced over at Barbara and Frank and smiled, then he turned back toward Sue's heaving body. The sight of her elevated buttocks sent a wave of desire through him, and he moved around to the end of the couch and stood behind her. He wasn't sure if she was ready for what he had in mind, but as he stroked her firm ass, he knew that he would have to satisfy the urge that filled him.
Sue moaned and shifted herself a little further up on the arm of the couch as his fingers began to slide back and forth between her legs, and Dave grinned and moved himself closer to her beautifully rounded cheeks.
He encircled his thick cock with one hand and guided it to her moist, open box, then he thrust his hips forward. Sue was well prepared for him after what he'd just done, and he had no trouble driving his cock to the hilt in her.
Dave pumped back and forth in her rapidly, and Sue groaned and dug her fingers into the couch as he started to hit home. Dave kept at her until she started to bounce herself up off the couch to meet him, then he pulled back from her and dropped his hand down to encircle his cock again.
He lifted it slightly and parted the dimpled checks of her buttocks with his left hand as he slipped his well-lubricated cock between them until he found his target. She let out a cry of pain as he forced himself into the virgin territory, and Dave pulled back from her. He knew he would have to work her up before she was ready to receive him fully, and he slipped his hand around the side of her body and moved it underneath her. His fingers searched for and found the damp silky curls covering her box, and he thrust one in and began probing her cunt.
Sue's body started to move immediately, and she ground herself down into the arm of the couch, nearer to Dave's pleasure-giving fingers. Dave smiled as her passionate moans grew louder, then he moved his other hand back to his cock and guided it back between her quivering buttocks. There was no cry of pain this time as he pushed his glistening organ into her; getting it from both ends was enough to make her overlook the pain. Dave worked at her gently, using short strokes at first; then, as she loosened up, he drove it home. Her body thrashed and squirmed as she bounced herself up and down, leaving his thrusting fingers to back up and receive his swollen, burning cock, then sinking back down to grind against his wiggling fingers again.
Dave's desire had been worked to a fever pitch during the earlier session, so it only took a few strokes of his throbbing cock in her snugly embracing flesh to shove him over the top. He slammed his hips forward and drove as far into her as he could, then he held himself against the soft flehs of her buttocks as he stood poised on the threshold of ecstatic pleasure.
Sue sensed his impending release and rotated her hips, giving Dave the final push over the top. He groaned huskily and his cock jerked deeply inside her, releasing a gushing, torrential flood of thick, creamy fluid. The reaction in Sue's body was immediate. She cried out ecstatically and rocked and twisted below him. The feel of her movements gave Dave even more pleasure, and he felt a sense of utter animal gratification as his body lurched against her again and again.
Sue had never even dreamed of anything so good as she felt him emptying himself in her. It was like taking all her climaxes for the last six months and rolling them into one. She was near to blacking out from the pleasure as he leaned forward against her, panting in exhaustion.
Dave rested for a second, then stood up and looked over at Frank and Barbara. Frank was in the throes of orgasm, driving his hips up off the chair and spewing warm fluid into Barbara's eager mouth. Dave watched Frank finish and Barbara release the semi-erect cock from her lips: then he grinned and said, "Well, we just shifted into the big leagues. What do you think of it?"
Sue sighed happily, and Dave grinned at her and asked Frank, "Well, Sue gave us her opinion. How about you, Frank?"
Frank's body was still tingling with pleasure. The answer was written all over his face, but he spoke it anyway. "It's too good to be true."
Dave nodded and crossed over to the bar. He poured them fresh drinks, and Frank helped him carry them back to the center of the room. Dave lifted his to his lips and drank deeply; then he asked Frank, "You interested in going a step farther?"
Frank looked up at Dave, a little surprised. He had no idea what could be a step farther. It intrigued him, but he wanted to know more before he committed himself. "What do you have in mind?" he inquired.
Dave grinned and set his glass down. "That's not important ... what I want to know is, are you two interested in making the most of your sex lives? There are a hundred avenues left for you to explore, and there's only one way to find out what you like best. I know both of you figure you've hit the ultimate now, but you're wrong. I'm speaking from experience. Barb and I have done a lot of experimenting over the last few years. We've tried a lot of interesting things, and I'm ready to share them with you, if you're interested."
Frank's curiosity was getting the best of him. He looked over at Sue. "What do you say, honey?"
Sue smiled seductively. "It sounds absolutely wonderful to me."
Dave grinned. "Okay, it's settled. Let me make a phone call, then we'll got out and have a bite to eat. You haven't got anything else planned for tonight, have you? Because I have a feeling you won't make it home."
Frank and Sue exchanged looks, and they could feel the thrill of expectation in each other. It was all new to them, and they were eager to learn.
Dave walked into the kitchen and picked up the phone. He dialed a number and smiled as he recognized the voice on the other end of the line.
"Larry? Dave. Look, you busy tonight?"
There was a slight pause on the other end of the line. Then Larry replied, "Yeah, I've got a chick lined up ... nothing too special. What have you got in mind?"
Dave grinned. "Something right up your alley, buddy. Barb and I introduced a couple to fun and games yesterday, and I thought maybe you'd like to join us for a night of loving."
There was a husky chuckle at the other end of the line. "Man, you know I couldn't turn something that good down. Does this guy go both ways?"
Dave's mind drifted back to the look on Frank's face as they entered the bedroom earlier in the day.
"I can't say for sure, but I'm pretty sure he's inclined. You shouldn't have any trouble convincing him; besides, his wife's a real hellion. You'll have your hands full with her."
"Okay Dave, when do you want me to drop in?"
Dave glanced at his watch. "C'mon over any timethe house is unlocked. Have a swim and relax; we're going out to grab something to eat, but we shouldn't be gone more than an hour or so."
VI
WHEN DAVE WHEELED THE BIG CONTINENTAL back into the driveway after they'd finished eating, a sleek Thunderbird hardtop, glistening in the soft light of dusk, stood out like a sore thumb. Frank's curiosity had been pushed to the breaking point during the meal, and he drew Dave's attention to the T-bird immediately.
"Looks like you've got visitors."
Dave grinned and shut off the car.
"Correction, we've got a visitor. I guess I might as well let you in on it now. The car belongs to a guy I work with. His name is Larry Stack; he's single, twenty-nine, stands six-two, handsome, with dark curly hair and one of the best builds you've ever seen. And, he's a real swinger-you'll see what I mean in a few minutes."
Frank looked over at Sue and saw that she was just as hesitant as he was. "Christ, I don't know, Dave," he said slowly, "The four of us is one thing, but a stranger ... "
Dave opened the door and turned to look at them.
"Look, you two, you're either going to let go and live a little, or you're going to go back into your shells. This guy is absolutely fantastic. He'll give you anything you want and he's hung like a stallion. If you want to miss the fun, that's up to you. Personally, I know how good it can be, and I'm going to make the most of it."
Barbara smiled and added, "Larry is really great. All kidding aside, he knows what it's all about. He's a switch-hitter, and he never gets enough."
Frank's mind centered on the work switch-hitter. The sight of Dave's butt earlier in the day had stirred up some old memories, and he couldn't help feeling excited at the thought of at least giving himself a chance to see if he wanted to relive some of those memories. He glanced over at Sue as he opened the door.
"That's the spirit. You can't know what it's all about until you've tried everything."
Larry was stretched out on one of the lounges by the side of the floodlighted pool when they came out onto the patio. Barbara spotted him first, and a wave of desire and expectation pulsed through her body as she ran her eyes over his bronzed, muscular body and brought them to rest on his huge, lax cock. She had only taken part in two group sessions with Larry, but he had given her more pleasure on those two occasions than she'd ever received from any other man.
Barbara had been eager to have Larry around as often as possible, but she knew better than to seem too eager. She had made the mistake of being too obvious about her feelings for another stud a few months back, and Dave had immediately ruled out any further sessions with him. She was not about to make the same mistake when it came to Larry.
On the two previous occasions, she had given him the best she was capable of, and she was sure that she had gotten him interested in her assets. She had even gone so far as to wonder if she might be able to convince him to take her on a full-time basis, but she knew that she would have to be sure that he wanted her before she would jeopardize what she had with Dave.
Larry sat upright on the lounge as they approached, and his eyes went past Barbara to the short brunette following her. His gaze moved over her slowly, then flickered across Frank. Dave shoved the portable bar out onto the patio and gave Larry a smile.
"Larry, I want you to meet Sue and Frank."
Larry gave them a big grin as his eyes moved over them again. Then he glanced down at the front of his body. "I'm afraid they've got the advantage."
Dave laughed, turned toward the others, and said, "Larry's got a point there; let's get out of these clothes and give him the same benefit as he's giving us."
Sue stood staring at the fantastic cock dangling between Larry's open thighs. She felt ridiculous, but she was unable to take her eyes off it. She had never dreamed a penis could be that big, and the thought of seeing the huge organ in its fully aroused state sent little tremors of excitement through her body.
Frank was staring too, but he managed to work at his clothing and thus make his interest less obvious. He tried to look away from Larry's massive cock as he felt the warmth building in his loins, knowing full well that his own organ had begun to swell and would soon make his interest in Larry apparent to the others.
The only one in the group to notice that Frank had a more than passing interest was Larry, and he had seen the reaction in enough men to know that he would have no trouble interesting Frank in a little loving later on. He turned his attention back to Sue, sensing that she would be the most difficult of the two to make. There was something about the way she hesitated before getting out of her clothes that told him he would have to go slowly with her but the sight of her well-rounded body made him sure th waiting would be worthwhile, and her obvious interest in his cock would make things easier.
Larry immediately placed her in a category with several other women he'd finally managed to screw. Their prime interest in him was the size of his cock, and there was no denying that they wanted to have him shove it to them; but before they would allow it, they had to assure themselves that it was he who was after them, not vice-versa. Larry knew that he would have to give her time to work up a real heat for him, and then all he'd have to do was make his play.
He stood up and stretched slightly, giving both Sue and Frank a good look at him, then he turned and plunged into the cool water of the pool.
Sue's eyes stayed on him until he disappeared under the water. Then she realized she had been staring at him and looked around at the others to see if they had noticed. It was immediately obvious to her that they had all been too busy stripping off their clothes to pay any attention.
Sue breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly divested herself of her clothes. Larry's animal magnetism both excited and frightened her. She had been able to make herself believe that the sessions with Dave and Barbara were necessary, and had therefore been "able to justify them, but this was going a step further. She knew full well that if she allowed Larry to make love to her, she would be unable to rationalize that it was just to help her relationship with Frank; yet, now that she was being offered a chance at him, she wanted it so badly she wasn't sure she could control her desire.
She had accomplished what she'd originally set out to do. Frank had changed his outlook on oral lovemaking, and there was no longer any reason why the two of them couldn't give each other everything that they needed. She had fully intended to suggest that they end the sessions with Dave and Barbara, now that they had worked things out, and she had been sure Frank would go along with her. She had no idea why he had agreed to having Larry join them. The only answer seemed to be that he felt she needed it, because he certainly didn't expect to get anything out of it.
It made her feel closer to him, knowing that he cared that much about her happiness; but she wished she had been able to talk to him alone before Dave had suggested bringing Larry into the group. If only she had been able to tell him how she felt, they could have avoided ever seeing Larry, and she would t have found herself so tempted.
There was only one answer. She didn't know how she was going to manage it, but she was going to pass Larry up one way or another. All she had to do was think of a way to suggest that they leave early.
Her eyes flickered over to the pool as Larry pulled himself up onto the float in the middle. As her gaze centered on his huge cock, she knew she would have to remove herself from temptation quickly, or she would give in to it and giving in to it now meant that she would do it the next time the opportunity presented itself. It could only lead to trouble.
She forced herself to look away from his muscular form, and stripped off her panties. As she was dropping them onto the rest of her clothes, Barbara's lush body flashed by and disappeared into the pool. Frank and Dave followed in quick succession, and she followed them over to the pool and slipped in. She surfaced near Frank and turned toward him. She was just about to speak when Frank's eyes widened and his mouth fell open.
"Holy Christ, will you look at the size of that thing!"
Sue turned her head, and her mouth dropped open too. Barbara had climbed up onto the float with Larry, and she had his cock resting in the palms of both her hands. It was glowing quickly, and as they watched, the foreskin slipped back to uncover a huge, glistening, crimson head.
Sue's words died in her throat as she stared at the massive organ, and Frank's cock surged upward in the water and throbbed hotly against his belly. Any thoughts she had about leaving slipped her mind, and she moaned softly.
Frank grinned at her. "You can say that again."
Barbara lowered her head, and her tongue slipped through her lips to remove the glistening droplet of moisture that had formed in the slit at the end of Larry's gigantic cock. She sucked the massive, pulsing knob into her mouth.
Larry cupped his hand under her chin and lifted her head. Barbara let out a groan of desire and opened her arms, expecting him to pull her down to him, but when she looked at him, he was staring across the pool toward Sue.
Larry hadn't missed Sue's moan, and he was sure that he had her where he wanted her. He turned his attention back to Barbara and smiled. Loud enough for Sue and Frank to hear him, he said, "You've had it before, baby. How about letting somebody else have the pleasure of the First one?"
Barbara's desire was replaced by anger and jealousy. She had been sure that her earlier endeavors with Larry had made her almost irresistible to him, and to have him spurn her for someone else was more than she had been prepared for. She held back an impulse to slap his face, but managed a weak smile.
"Sure, Larry..."
Dave popped up beside the float, and he grinned. "C'mon sue ... it's not every day you get a chance at something this good."
Sue used all her will power to take her eyes off the hard, pulsing cock in Barbara's hand. She turned to look at Frank, hoping he would come to his senses and stop her before it was too late. Instead, she found him smiling queerly and feasting his eyes on Larry's huge rod.
Larry raised himself to his knees and turned to face Sue. He wrapped his right hand around his massive organ and stroked it slowly.
"How about it, baby? It takes a while to get it in, but I guarantee you it's worth it."
A shudder coursed through Sue's body. The fire that had been lapping at her loins began to spread, and she pushed everything out of her mind but the picture of Larry's mammoth organ. The shimmering, heart-shaped head seemed to be beckoning to her, and before she knew it, she was swimming toward the float.
Barbara watched her approach, and her anger and jealousy began to build again. She wanted to reach out and shove Sue's head underwater, but instead she rolled off the float and dropped into the water, hoping that it would somehow cool her off. She swam across to the side of the pool and reached for the switches that controlled the lighting. She flicked three of the four switches, dropping all but one corner of the pool into darkness and making it impossible for her to see what was happening on the float. It helped to know that now Sue wouldn't be able to watch Larry's marvelous organ slip into her.
Sue was just about to pull herself up onto the float when the lights went out. She had been having second thoughts about going through with it, but now that darkness covered her, it somehow seemed a little less wrong, and when she felt Larry's muscular arms slipping around her and pulling her up on the float, she abandoned all reasoning and glued herself to him.
The feel of his gigantic, burning cock against her belly as he pulled her on top of him nearly drove her wild. Larry grinned as he slipped his hands down over her back and cupped her dimpled butt. Sue wiggled her hips, enjoying the feel of his thick, fiery organ against her cool flesh. Larry rolled her over onto her back and let his legs drop between her spread thighs.
"Mmmmm, baby, do you ever need some cock," he murmured.
Her hands slipped down over the front of her body and grasped his massive column. She clutched and stroked it for a second, almost afraid to do more; but the feel of it alive and throbbing in her hands was too much. She guided its massive head between her open lips and threw her hips up to him. She let out a cry of pain as she felt his battering cock tearing at her flesh, and Larry pulled back from her.
"Easy, baby, easy ... there's an awful lot to get in there..."
The fleeting touch of him in her had turned Sue completely wild. Her body bounced and twisted on the float, and she raked his hips with her nails as she tried to urge him back to her. Larry was tempted to let her have a good thrust, but he held himself in check and managed a few short strokes until she began to open for him. She felt him slipping deeper into her, inch by inch, and finally she abandoned all caution and lashed her hips upward. Larry let out a groan and held himself stationary as she claimed all of his massive length. She cried out with pain and pleasure as she churned her body against him, working at him until she felt his balls swaying against the firm flesh of her buttocks.
It was over in seconds. Sue gasped for breath as her body threatened to break into a thousand pleasure-filled pieces, and Larry grunted as he delivered his payload of hot, creamy, love juice into her box.
She dropped back down to the float, and Larry ran his hand over her heaving breasts and smiled. "I've seen them eager, baby, but you must really be looking for something."
His words brought Sue out of her warm, ecstatic thoughts, and she immediately regretted what she had done. It had been good ... too good. The decision to go back to Frank alone had been made much more difficult now. She cursed herself silently for giving in to her desire for Larry, and she wanted to get away from him as quickly as possible and try to forget the pleasure he had given her. She had to find Frank now and get him to leave before she gave up and abandoned herself completely to her illicit cravings.
Larry lifted his weight off her, and she quickly squirmed out from under him and dropped off the float into the water. She began to swim toward the illuminated corner of the pool as her eyes searched through the darkness for Frank.
She pulled herself up the ladder and climbed out of the pool, glancing toward the house to see if Frank was near the bar. The sound of Dave's voice behind her surprised her, and she spun around to look at him. He grinned and let his eyes move down over her body. "You looking for me, baby?"
Sue managed a smile. "No-to be truthful, I was looking for Frank. It's getting late..."
Dave grinned, and his right palm filled with one of her breasts. He let his thumb run over the partially erect tip.
"Christ, it's early yet."
Larry watched them from the float, a smile forming on his face as he saw Dave's free hand slip around and cup Sue's buttocks. He felt the float move under him and turned around. He made out a form climbing up onto the float and moving toward him. His first thought was that Barbara had returned for her chance at him, but the voice that whispered in the darkness was very masculine.
"Room for one more?"
Frank was doing his best to keep his voice down so the others wouldn't know where he was. He had no idea how to approach Larry, and embarrassment mixed with his desire. It took Larry only a second to realize that Frank was a little unsure of himself.
"It's a big float," he said. He idly flicked his cock and asked, "You interested in a little of this?"
Frank's eves had got used to the darkness as he'd waited patiently for Larry to finish with Sue, and he had no trouble seeing the outline of Larry's stiff, swaying rod. Now that Larry had broken the ice, Frank needed no further encouragement. He dropped to his knees in front of the muscular man, opened his lips and eagerly sucked the massive knob into his mouth.
Sue didn't return Dave's caresses, and she did her best to show him thai she wasn't interested, but she could sec that he was already too busy to realize that she didn't want him. She pulled back from his arms.
"Please, Dave, not now. I have to talk to Frank."
Dave wasn't about to give up easily. "Look, honey, he said, "Frank's having a ball. He wouldn't want to be disturbed now; you can talk to him later."
He stepped toward her, but Sue moved away before he could reach her and said again, "Please, Dave."
Dave was beginning to lose his patience. He needed cunt, and he meant to have it. "For Christ's sake, baby, this is no time to play hard to get." He walked over to the edge of the pool, flipped on the switches, and looked toward the float.
Frank was so engrossed in what he was doing that he didn't even realize the lights had come on. He had sucked over half of Larry's huge cock into his mouth, and the feel of it thrilled him beyond belief. His eyes were closed, and he was frantically stroking his own stiff cock as he worked on Larry's with his lips and tongue.
Sue stared at them in disbelief. She had never even dreamed that Frank would do anything with another man, and it revolted her to see him blowing Larry and obviously enjoying it immensely.
Dave glanced over at her and grinned. "like I said, baby ... Frank's busy right now."
Sue was unable to move for a second, then she raised her hand to wipe away the tears that rolled down her cheeks.
Dave stood and stared at her as she spun around and walked across the patio. She paused long enough to scoop up her clothes, then she headed for the glass doors. For a second he wasn't sure what she was doing.
"Hey, baby ... don't leave me high and dry..." His words went unheeded as Sue walked into the house. Seconds later he heard the sound of the powerful Corvette motor roaring into life, and the squeal of rubber as its tires dug into the driveway.
Barbara looked toward the door and picked her glass up from the bar. She smiled and looked at the two men on the float. She couldn't have planned it better herself; her competition had just dropped out of the race.
Frank was cupping Larry's heavy balls in his left hand, and as he felt them quiver slightly, he sucked even more of Larry's huge cock inside his mouth. It jerked; then he felt the first wonderful gush of creamy warmth. It sent his senses reeling, and his own cock lurched and shot out a stream of shimmering fluid that arched through the air, then dropped down into the gently rippling water beside the float.
Larry dug his heels into the float and threw his hips forward. His groan of pleasure filtered across to Barbara and Dave, and sent shocks of desire through them. Frank worked on Larry until he had drained him completely, then he let the huge cock slip free of his mouth almost reluctantly and leaned back on his haunches. He opened his eyes for the first time since he'd sucked the organ into his mouth, and it took him a second to realize that the area was completely illuminated.
The wondrous warmth that filled him began to ebb at once as he looked toward the house to find Barbara and Dave staring at him.
Larry realized that Frank was embarrassed at having been caught in the act, and he wanted to do something about it quickly. There was something about Frank that had attracted him the second he saw him, and now that he knew about Frank's eager interest in homosexual lovemaking, he wanted more. He looked down at Frank and held out his hand to pull him to his feet. When he spoke his voice was low. "Look, how about you and me getting the hell out of here and having ourselves a ball?"
Frank was about to reply in the negative when Dave's voice boomed across to them, "Hey Frank, that crazy wife of yours just cut out. What the hell's bugging her?"
Frank looked over toward Dave as panic gripped him. Sue had seen him! He looked over at Larry, and the sight of the muscular man made him feel warm all over.
Larry sensed that Frank was fighting with himself inside. "Give her a chance to think things over; she'll get over it."
Frank looked back toward the house. He wanted to take Larry up on his offer. The sensations that had filled him while he was holding Larry's massive cock in his mouth had been the strongest he'd ever felt, and he couldn't deny the pleadings of his body for more of the same. A hundred thoughts ran through his mind.
Why should Sue be surprised at seeing him with Larry? She had been advocating sexual freedom and oral lovemaking; he'd seen her commit the same act as he'd committed with Larry. Sue was the one who had first suggested trying something new. He had come around to her way of thinking, and he owed her no apologies for it. He looked back at Larry and asked, "What about Dave and Barbara?"
Larry shrugged. "To hell with them. All they want is thrills; I think we could have more than that. Let them play with each other for a change."
Frank wanted to say yes, and Larry knew he had him. He dropped his hand down and encircled his partially erect cock. "Look, Frank, I don't want to talk you into anything you don't want. I'm going to get dressed and go back to my apartment. You're welcome to come along if you want."
He turned and dove into the water, and as Frank watched his muscular buttocks glistening in the floodlights, his cock quivered. He dove off the float.
Larry climbed up the ladder and reached for the towel hanging over the back of one of the lounges. Barbara moved across to him as he began to dry himself. His eyes moved over her as she approached him, and his nostrils picked up the need radiating from her body.
"Sorry baby, I've got to call it a night. It looks like your party is breaking up anyway."
Barbara had been unhappy enough when turned down in favor of Sue, but to have Larry simply dismiss her was too much. She wanted him more than ever, and she dropped all caution. "Take me with you, Larry ... please. God, I've got to have you."
Dave looked up from the bar. "For Christ's sake, Barbara, ease off."
Barbara turned toward him. Her eyes moved over him coldly, then turned back to Larry. "I'll do anything you want. Just let me stay with you for a while."
Frank had climbed out of the pool and was drying himself quickly, embarrassed for Dave as he listened to Barbara's pleas. Dave flushed slightly and forced himself to smile. "I guess she's had too much to drink, Larry. We'd better break things up for the night."
Barbara wheeled to look at him. "Too much to drink, hell! I want to make love to a man for a change, that's all-a man who can give me as many kicks from plain old-fashioned screwing as you can with all your exotic methods."
Frank wanted no part of what he knew was coming. He tossed the towel down on the lounge and reached for his clothes.
"Look Dave, I'd better cut out. I'll get Larry to drop me off."
Larry turned slightly to look at Frank. He had been considering taking Barbara up on her offer, but as his eyes met Frank's, he knew Frank had every intention of spending the night with him, and he no longer wanted Barbara.
Larry gently shoved Barbara's arms away from him and began pulling on his clothes. Barbara stepped back a few paces and searched for words. She had already committed herself, and now there was nowhere to turn. She looked over at Dave and ran her hand through her damp blonde hair.
"I guess you're right; I have had too much to drink."
Dave's icy look told her that she hadn't convinced him in the slightest. She turned and stared toward the house, suddenly feeling old beyond her years. Dave watched her go, then he turned to Frank and Larry, forcing himself to smile.
"How about a drink before you go?"
Larry glanced at Frank. Seeing that he was fully dressed, he shook his head. He was eager to get Frank to his apartment.
Dave shrugged and turned back to the bar. "Suit yourselves. I think I'll have one."
Frank started to follow Larry toward the door, but then he hesitated and turned back toward Dave. He felt sorry for his friend, and he wanted to say something, but nothing came. He took a deep breath of the cool night air and spun around quickly, then hurried to catch up with Larry.
VII
SUE SWUNG THE CORVETTE OFF THE ROAD AND parked. She sat for a second, staring blankly out at the swaths made by the headlight beams, then she switched them off and leaned back in the bucket seat.
The picture of Frank kneeling before Larry on the raft still filled her mind, but the feeling of revulsion had almost disappeared now. No matter how she looked at it, she realized that she'd had no right to feel so hurt and disgusted. After all, she had made love with Barbara, so Frank had done nothing that she hadn't done. Seeing him on the float with Larry had shocked and surprised her, yet she knew that Frank would have been just as shocked to see her locked in Barbara's arms.
Neither of them were to blame for what had happened. They had broken free from their sexual inhibitions, and in so doing, had rushed to taste all the formerly forbidden fruits they could find. She had been wrong to run out on Frank just when they were so close to working things out.
She had to go back and tell him so now.
I airy pulled the big T-bird up to the red light and glanced over at Frank.
"You don't really want me to take you home, do you" Frank had been thinking about the evening ahead with Larry, and his cock was stiff and pulsing hotly against his thigh. Larry's eyes drifted down over the bulge in Frank's pant leg. He grinned as he ran his hand over it, and said, "I guess that's answer enough."
Dave walked in through the open glass doors, pulled them shut behind him, and set his clothes on a chair. He crossed over to Barbara, who was stretched out on the couch.
Barbara's eyes followed him, and her body tensed as she readied herself for the verbal attack she knew was coming. She knew she had pushed him further than ever before by openly offering herself to Larry, and she had seen him jealous often enough to know that she was in trouble. She had fully expected him to come looking for her the moment Larry and Frank left, and when he didn't, she really began to worry. She would have been much happier if Dave had openly vented his rage on her; his controlled anger told her he wasn't going to let the matter pass lightly.
Dave stared down at her. His pride was hurt, and he was filled with anger and desire for revenge. He had been carefully working out a plan to hurt Barbara and teach her a lesson she wouldn't forget.
He sat down in a chair near the couch, and his eyes were cold. For the first time in her life, Barbara was actually afraid of him. They had always given each other free reign in their activities, but she had gone beyond the bounds of what was acceptable. She sat up and reached for a cigarette.
"Look, Dave, I'm sorry. I was drunk--. "
Dave's controlled voice cut her off with, "It's not that easy, baby. You know damn well I don't mind you playing around with Larry. But we agreed a long time ago that we'd play together, or not at all; that way each of us gets what we want and neither of us gets hurt. You just made an ass out of me in front of Larry and Frank. You came right out and asked Larry to shack up, and you're no goddamn drunker than I am."
His cold monotone sent shivers up Barbara's spine. She nervously exhaled a cloud of smoke and set her cigarette in the ash tray beside her. "All right, I was wrong. I'm sorry. What else can I say?"
Dave took a sip from his glass, then slowly shook his head. "That isn't enough, baby. You get away with it now, and you'll try it again."
He stood up. Barbara watched, almost hypnotized, as he slowly crossed over to the chair where he'd left his clothes. He had his back to her, and when he turned around, his belt dangled from his right hand.
"This is one lesson you won't forget for a long time, baby."
Barbara vaulted up off the couch, her face twisted with fear. "No Dave ... please ... it was a stupid thing to do ... it won't happen again."
She backed away from him, but he followed her calmly until he had her backed against the wall. His face was expressionless as he raised his hand and brought the belt swishing through the air. Barbara's ears were filled with the whining sound of the belt, then she shrieked with pain as it cut into her breasts just above the nipples.
She crossed her hands over her breasts to protect herself, but the belt whined again and this time cut into her gently rounded belly. Again and again it raced through the air, the buckle shimmering in the bright light. Barbara's cries changed to muffled sobs as the welts began to rise and tiny trickles of blood began to flow over her bronzed body. The beating seemed to go on forever, but finally Dave stepped back from her huddled form and tossed the belt to the carpet beside her.
He raised his right hand to wipe the perspiration off his forehead, then he turned and crossed over to the bar, filled a glass with Scotch, crossed back to her and emptied the contents on her shuddering form.
The Scotch burned as it ran over Barbara's lacerated body, but she had no tears left. She slowly pulled herself erect and stumbled down the hallway to the bathroom. Dave heard the sound of the shower starting as he opened the glass doors and walked over to the pool. He looked up at the brightly blinking stars for a second, then dove into the cool water.
Barbara slowly and painfully managed to pull her clothes on over her aching body. She felt like doing nothing more than dropping down on the big bed beside her, but she had made her decision, and she intended to stick to it. She crossed over to the bed and snapped her suitcase shut.
She paused for a second, a little afraid to confront Dave, then she took a deep breath and started down the hallway. She breathed a little sigh of relief when she found the living room empty. She glanced over at the open glass door, and then started across the living room.
The sound of the doorbell stopped her in her tracks. It took her a second to realize what it was, then she hurried toward the door and pulled it open, hoping Dave hadn't heard it.
Seeing Sue gave her a little comfort and rallied her confidence somewhat. Before Sue could speak, Barbara pushed her backward and closed the door behind them.
"Don't ask me to explain now, Sue; just get me the hell out of here."
For a second Sue stood staring at her, dumfounded, then she turned and followed Barbara over to the Corvette. "I've got to wait for Frank..."
Barbara shook her head. "He's not here. Please Sue, let's get going."
Sue could see that Barbara was really shook, so she shrugged and climbed into the Corvette. Barbara didn't offer any explanation until they were nearing the freeway, and Sue didn't push her. Finally Barbara pulled out a rumpled pack of cigarettes and offered Sue one.
Barbara exhaled a cloud of smoke and leaned back in the scat, hoping to find a more comfortable position and ease the pain that filled her. "Can you put me up for a few days?" she asked.
By this time Sue had a pretty good idea of what was going on. She'd never seen Barbara so emotionally drained before. But the last thing Sue wanted was a house guest. She and Frank were going to need all the privacy they could get to work things out. Yet, as she glanced over at Barbara, she knew she couldn't turn the other woman down.
"I guess we could manage for a few days." she said slowly. "What happened-or is it none of my business?"
Barbara sucked in a deep drag of smoke and exhaled it. "Give me a while to think it out. It'll be pretty obvious once I get out of these clothes. I'll give you the whole story then."
Sue nodded, just as happy to be out of it for the time being. "Where did Frank go?" she asked.
Barbara hesitated for a second, then said, "He left with Larry. I guess he'll be home when you get there."
The mere mention of Larry's name linked with Frank's gave Sue an empty feeling in her stomach. Both women dropped into their own thoughts as the Corvette picked up speed.
Larry shoved open the door to his penthouse apartment and waved Frank inside. Frank looked around at the luxurious furnishings and whistled. "Wow ... quite a setup."
Larry smiled, obviously pleased by Frank's comment. He closed the door behind them and crossed over to a teak-paneled wall beside the huge, white brick fireplace. His finger found a hidden button, and the center panel rolled noiselessly into the ceiling, exposing a well-stocked bar.
"What'll you have?"
Frank looked over at his handsome host and grinned. He had felt a little strange about coming up to the apartment with Larry, but he felt almost at home now.
"Make it a Scotch . . .just a little ice."
Larry busied himself mixing their drinks while Frank surveyed the fantastic furnishings of the huge living-room area. The room was dominated by extra-large, well-padded, black leather couches and matching chairs. Heavy curtains covered the entire wall opposite the huge fireplace, and a built-in stereo-TV entertainment center filled the wall behind him. The feel of the deep, luxurious carpeting under his feet made him want to take off his shoes and sink into it.
Larry turned away from the bar and carried the drinks across to Frank. Frank took one from his outstretched hand and noted that Larry's eyes were resting on his crotch. The warm, penetrating eyes glued to his body sent a wave of desire through him, and his cock quivered slightly and began to grow.
Larry stared at him for a few seconds, not attempting to hide his interest, then he motioned Frank over to the big couch in front of the fireplace.
Frank dropped down into it and welcomed the luxurious feel of the leather as he set his glass down on the table beside him. Larry pressed one of a panel of buttons built into the side of the couch, and the bright light of the room dimmed to a soft, warm glow. His fingers passed over two more buttons; the room filled with soft music, and the fire screen slid back noiselessly, exposing previously arranged Kindling and logs.
Frank's eyes followed Larry's muscular body as his host moved over to the front of the fireplace and set a match to the wood. In seconds the flames began to lick up over the logs, and Frank felt the first wave of heat as Larry stood up and set his glass on the mantle.
Larry glanced over at Frank's pant leg, and smiled. Their eyes met, and Frank felt a magnetic force that seemed to radiate from Larry's god-like body. Larry's fingers moved to the bottom of his form-fitting T-shirt. He pulled it off over his dark, curly hair and dropped it onto the chair beside him. Frank felt his pulse quicken as he stared at the broad expanse of Larry's shoulders.
The mat of dark hair on Larry's chest and washboard-hard belly seemed to glisten in the flickering firelight, and Frank's cock began to throb hotly against his thigh. Larry's fingers were busy at the top of his pants as he kicked his shoes off, and Frank's eyes dropped to the front of the tight slacks as Larry pulled the zipper down. Larry pulled off his pants, stripping his socks off at the same time. He tossed them onto the chair on top of his shirt and turned back to face Frank.
The sight of Larry's deeply-tanned, muscle-packed flesh contrasting with the form-fitting, white jockey shorts added fuel to the fire building in Frank's loins. He couldn't take his eyes off the formidable bulge in the front of the shorts.
Larry stood motionless for a second, letting Frank survey him in the flickering firelight, then he slipped off his shorts and tossed them onto the chair. His huge cock swayed tantalizingly in front of his massive balls, and Frank's breathing became labored. Larry let his eyes roll down over Frank's body and placed his hands on his naked butt. He thrust his hips slowly, and as he did, his gigantic organ began to stiffen and arch upward.
Frank was mesmerized by the slow but steady hardening of Larry's thick cock. He watched as the foreskin slowly slipped back to reveal Larry's long, heart-shaped knob. In seconds the thick sinewy shaft was fully erect and throbbing rhythmically in front of Frank; the moist head glistening in the light of the fire.
Beads of sweat broke out on Frank's face, and it took all his strength to breathe. Larry leaned back against the cool brick of the fireplace and smiled as he watched Frank's face begin to contort with desire.
"There it is, Frank ... all ready for you."
Frank scrambled to his feet and frantically pulled his clothes off. His stiff cock quivered and throbbed with desire as he moved across to Larry. He dropped to his knees in front of his muscular host, and his right hand encircled Larry's thick, pulsing cock and held it steady.
Larry groaned and thrust his hips forward as Frank's tongue began to circle his moist knob.
Sue picked up the mugs of steaming coffee and carried them into the living room. She set one down in front of Barbara, then glanced at her watch. "I hope nothing has happened to Frank," she said concernedly.
"Maybe I'm wrong," Barbara commented, "but I don't think he'll be here for some time. He may not even come back tonight."
Sue looked down at Barbara, realizing what she was intimating. For a second she was tempted to lash out at Barbara, but she figured Barbara was probably right, so she merely raised her cup to her lips and swallowed some of the hot coffee. Tears threatened to come, and she did her best to hold them back as she dropped into the chair opposite Barbara.
"Barb, does Dave ... with other men..."
Barbara set her cup down and said softly, "I told you Larry was a switch-hitter, honey. You don't think Dave would have him over just to please me, do you? Dave has gotten as much use out of Larry as I have."
"Don't you feel different with him after he does that with a man?" Sue asked.
Barbara chuckled. "To tell you the truth, honey, I don't care what he does. What's wrong with him making it with another guy, if they both dig it? I told you before, a thrill is a thrill, as far as I'm concerned. I thought I proved that when you and I went into action the other day."
Barbara's words helped slightly, but Sue still wanted to talk to Frank and soon. Things were going too fast, and they had to get back on the right track before it was too late. It was obvious to her that neither of them particularly wanted to stop now that everything was opening up for them, but there was a limit to which their marriage could be pushed. She was sure she could forget the things that he had done up to now, and she hoped he could do the same for her, but what he was doing now would be hard to forget, and she didn't want it to go on much longer.
Barbara sat watching Sue. She sensed that Sue was worried about what was going on between Frank and Larry, and a spark of hope filled her. In Sue she had an ally to help her separate Frank and Larry-and once that was accomplished, Larry would be more than willing to let her move in with him; she was sure of that.
Finding Frank in competition with her had caught her off-guard. She hadn't anticipated his interest in Larry, and she knew she had good reason to fear Frank. Larry had strong homosexual tendencies, and she knew that he had lived with another man for almost a year, until his lover had been killed in a traffic accident.
She hadn't missed the appreciative look in Larry's eyes when he'd first seen Frank, and she knew only too well what power Larry could radiate if he wanted someone for his lover. Frank had been initiated into the wonders of free sex, and now he wanted to experiment. Given enough time with Larry, he could turn into a full-fledged homosexual and set things up on a permanent basis with Larry.
Barbara had no desire to look for another man. She had tasted the delight of Larry's huge cock, and she wanted more. She had been prepared to settle for weekend threesomes between Larry, Dave, and herself, but now that was over, and she knew she wanted more of Larry than she had been getting. She reached for her cigarettes and lit one up, then she looked over at Sue, who was staring blankly at the carpet.
"Look honey, I don't like to upset you, but I think you should know a little more about Larry. I said he was bisexual before, and maybe I gave you the wrong impression. There's no denying that he'll shove that big cock of his into a woman if he gets the chance, but he actually prefers men. I don't know exactly what Frank is looking for with him, but I think you should know that Larry will probably try to take him away from you."
Sue felt a cold shiver move through her as she set her mug down. "But he's a man ... Frank wouldn't-"
Barbara cut her off. "Don't be too sure honey. Larry is a professional lover, both ways. You tasted what he has to offer, and he's just as good with a man. I don't mean to open any wounds, baby, but you saw Frank on his knees on the float just as well as I did. Personally, I've never seen him look happier."
Sue couldn't hold back the tears any longer. "Oh, God, Barb, what am I going to do?"
Barbara forced herself to stop the smile that threatened to form on her face. "You'd better give him anything he wants when he gets back, honey. Keep his mind off Larry long enough to make Larry think he's lost the battle."
VIII
LARRY ARCHED HIMSELF FORWARD AND SHOVED his cock deeply into Frank's hot mouth. Frank's muffled moan of pleasure mingled with Larry's ecstatic grunts of delight as Frank felt the huge cock jerk and the first gush of creamy fluid pour forth.
He sucked hungrily on the convulsing tool until he had drained it of its spurting nectar, then he dropped back on his haunches and released it. Larry gasped as his cock popped from between Frank's sensuous lips, and he leaned back against the rough surface of the fireplace, the film of sweat on his heaving chest glistening in the flickering firelight.
"Man, I haven't had loving like that for months! I thought the first time was just beginners' luck, but I was wrong."
A feeling of warmth grew in Frank. It made him feel good to know he could give Larry so much pleasure. He'd never been complimented on his lovemaking so enthusiastically before, and there was no doubting Larry's sincerity-satisfaction was written all over his face. His months of frustration over his inability to satisfy Sue seemed to leave him in one massive exodus, to be replaced by a new feeling of kinship and understanding for the exquisitely built man standing before him. For the first time in his life, he was wanted and appreciated, and he wanted to make Larry as happy as he was.
Larry's gasping breath slowly returned to normal. His eyes moved over the front of Frank's body and came to rest on the stiff cock standing boldly between his thighs. Larry recognized the feeling that slowly swept over him; he had felt it with only one person before, and he had never expected to feel it again. He brushed his hand through his hair and reached for his drink.
Need for gratification hammered through Frank's veins as his eyes played over Larry's perfectly proportioned body. Every cell cried out for release, and he waited impatiently for Larry to claim him completely.
Larry tossed off a good portion of his Scotch and set the glass back on the mantle. He had fully intended to exploit Frank's eager interest in homosexual lovemaking when he proposed it earlier that evening, but suddenly things were different now.
His eyes moved over Frank's glowing blonde hair and handsomely chiseled, Nordic features, over his trim, athletic body and stiff, throbbing cock. He grinned and dropped down to his haunches in front of Frank.
"I think we'd better have a talk before we go any further ... "
Frank couldn't hide the disappointment that filled him. His excitement had grown with the expectation of what was to come, but he knew that he could no longer even consider being the aggressor with Larry. He was the apprentice, and Larry was the master.
Larry reached out, rested his hand on Frank's shoulder, and said, "I've got a story to tell you. I know this seems like a crazy time for me to be calling things to a halt. You're ready for what I want to give you, but just a few seconds ago I realized that I can't have you without telling you what it is-likely to mean. What I have to say won't take long, but it has to be said."
Frank could sense the importance Larry attached to his request, and he could also sense that it somehow had a deep significance for him. He dropped down to the floor, leaned back against the edge of the couch, and nodded.
Larry stood up long enough to retrieve his glass from the mantle, then he dropped down to the floor and stretched out on his side. He stared into the glowing fire for a second, then looked back at Frank. He began to speak almost as if he was talking to himself, his voice filled with emotion, his words distinct but soft.
"Six months ago, a kid died in a car accident. He'd just turned twenty-two, and on his birthday he'd celebrated a full year of happiness, the only real happiness he'd ever known. He'd been kicked from one foster home to another after his parents died in a plane crash when he was five years old. When I first met him, he was well on the way to becoming a drug addict. I felt something for him the second I laid eyes on him, and I brought him here and helped him kick the habit. At first he didn't trust me, but he was stubborn enough to show me that he could do anything he set his mind to. And in the end, he dropped the drugs, and I got him a good position in my department. It took a full six months for me to convince him that I wasn't out to get something from him, but once he realized I actually wanted to be his friend, he changed his whole outlook of life. Up to that point I'd only had one homosexual contact, but being with him seemed to excite me beyond belief, and eventually we carried our friendship to the ultimate goal. It was the first time I'd ever been in love with anyone-and when he died, I thought I'd never be able to fall in love again."
Frank waited for Larry to continue, but Larry seemed to be mesmerized by the flames as they licked up over the logs. Frank was tempted to say something, but he could sense that Larry had more to say. In a few seconds, Larry snapped out of his reverie and flushed slightly.
"Sorry ... I guess you're wondering what the hell all this has got to do with you."
Frank smiled. "Yes, I guess I am."
Larry tipped his glass up and drained it, then he looked over at Frank's body, bathed in the soft flickering glow of the fire.
"I've got the same feeling about you as I had with the kid I was telling you about. It's just in the first stages now, but if we do what you seem to want, I'm afraid I might find myself wanting you to stay long enough for me to find out if I'm right about this."
Frank glanced down at his own lax cock. "I'm not sure I understand you."
Larry slipped his fingers under Frank's chin and lifted his head. "I brought you here to fuck the ass off you. Now it has to be more than an act of lust. I want to make love to you the way I made love to him."
Frank stood up slowly and got his drink from the table beside the couch. He felt a little self-conscious about his nakedness for the first time since he'd stripped, and he didn't turn back to face Larry as he spoke. "You want me to say that I'll stay with you, is that it?"
Larry picked up his empty glass, stood up and crossed over to the bar.
"I have to ask you to. Either that, or we call it quits now. like I said, this feeling is just in the initial stage, but if I make love to you, I'm going to have to throw everything I have into it-I know that. That means emotions, Frank, and mine tend to be rather hard to turn off once I let them loose."
Frank turned back to face Larry now; with more distance between them, he didn't feel quite so self-conscious. He watched Larry pour himself a fresh drink as he searched his mind for an answer.
"It isn't that easy, Larry ... I've got a wife. I can't just walk out on her."
Larry smiled and shrugged. "Of course. Besides, you don't even know if this is what you want. I gathered from what Dave said that you never made it with a guy before."
The strong desire that filled Frank made him cut Larry off. "I've tasted it before ... but that was a long time ago. As far as wanting it, I think I showed you how I feel about that already. It's just that Sue deserves a better deal than waking up to find herself without a husband. Don't get me wrong; I'm not saying that I want to leave her ... I don't even really know what I want. I've had a little of everything in the past few days. I know I need to have you make love to me ... I know I've got to find out what it's like with a man to be able to make up my mind about what I'm really looking for. To make matters worse, I also know that I have to have you ... and no other man will do."
Larry picked up his glass in one hand and the bottle of Scotch in the other. He carried them across the room, and as Frank watched his muscular body, he felt the flames in his loins flaring even higher. His cock, partially erect during the conversation, quivered and expanded to its fully erect state, expressing his need better than words ever could.
Larry's eyes dropped to Frank's throbbing tool, and he made no attempt to hide his groan of excitement. "God, you don't know how badly I want that ... "
Frank glanced at the gigantic organ swaying rhythmically in front of Larry's belly, and murmured huskily, "I do know. I've been thinking about it ever since I first saw you stretched out on that lounge."
Larry raised the bottle and poured a generous supply of Scotch into Frank's glass, then he set it down on the coffee table and brushed his glass against Frank's.
"Let's drink to tonight. You spend the night here, and tomorrow you can make up your mind. I wish I could promise that I won't try to persuade you to stay longer; but in all honesty, I can't. I know how good it can be, because I had it once; and I feel deep inside that I'm going to have it again with you."
Barbara had been carefully injecting one implicating statement after another into the conversation, and by this time Sue was almost in a state of panic. Her mind was filled to the bursting point with pictures of Larry and Frank in all sorts of positions. She could almost hear Frank's cries of pleasure and smell the musky odor of their lovemaking. She had long since closed her ears to Barbara's running commentary, but she couldn't ignore it completely.
". . . and you can take my word for it, honey-that horny son-of-a-bitch can do things for a man a woman wouldn't even think of. Let's face it, who knows better how to give a man pleasure than another man?"
Sue slammed her mug against the top of the coffee table, and lukewarm coffee splashed over the polished surface. "Stop it ... for Christ's sake, stop it...." She cradled her head in her hands and let the tears come.
Barbara allowed herself the luxury of a small smile; then she set her mug down and moved over to the couch to console Sue. She slipped her arms around Sue's shoulders and pulled Sue against her big breasts. Sue clung to her more out of desperation than anything else. She felt completely beaten, and she wanted someone to lean on-preferably Frank, but Barbara was available.
The feel of Sue's warm face against her firm breasts sent a surge of desire through the blonde. She smiled again and began to rock Sue slowly.
"There, there, honey ... Barb's here to look out for you. We'll climb into bed and get a good night's sleep, and in the morning we'll fix everything."
Sue pulled her head away from Barbara's abundant breasts and looked up at her face. "Oh God, I hope it's not too late ... "
Barbara pulled her close again.
"Don't worry about it, honey ... C'mon, let's get into bed. All you need is a little relaxing, and I know just how to go about that, too."
Sue got up mechanically. She felt completely drained, incapable of making any kind of decision. Barbara's suggestion sounded pretty good, and she allowed herself to be led down the hallway to the big master bedroom.
Larry flipped a switch as they entered his bedroom, and a soft blue glow of indirect lighting filled the room. A shudder of expectant excitement and uncertainty moved through Frank as he turned and watched Larry close the door behind him. Larry slipped his arm around Frank's waist and spun him around slowly, bringing him face to face with the biggest bed he'd ever seen.
"I haven't shared it with anybody since the accident, but it somehow seems right, now."
He let his arm fall free of Frank and moved over to the bed.
He pulled back the luxuriously quilted cover and exposed a sight that surprised Frank. The top sheet was a soft blue, matching the lighting, but the bottom sheet was some kind of fur. Larry looked over at Frank, noted his surprise, and grinned.
"Mink. It gives you the wildest sensation ... try it."
Frank moved over to the edge of the bed and ran his hand over the fur. The feel of it surprised and excited him. It was unbelievably soft, warm and plush. Just running his fingers over it caused his cock to lurch upward.
Larry stood just behind him, and his eyes strayed over the firm hillocks of Frank's buttocks. He cupped the muscular cheeks in his hands and massaged them gently, then he let his hand trail up to Frank's sides and turned him around. "God, you're beautiful," he whispered.
Frank's blood was boiling through his veins. Larry dropped his right hand and stroked Frank's throbbing cock, which jerked upward at his touch. He dropped to his knees and held the burning organ stationary while he ran his tongue over the pulsing head. Then he began to run his tongue back and forth along its satiny length.
Frank closed his eyes and gasped as pleasure rocketed through him. He had never experienced such a strong feeling of ecstasy, and when he felt Larry's tongue leave him, he groaned and opened his eyes.
Larry was climbing up onto the bed. He stretched out on his belly and turned his head back toward Frank. His eyes were clouded with passion as he slipped his hands behind him and parted the cheeks of his buttocks.
"now, Frank ... please. God, how I need you in me ... "
Frank stared down at the golden, muscular body glowing in the soft light. He had never wanted anything so much in his life; yet he realized that if he did this, he would be leaving himself open for something he had no idea how to combat. For a split-second he stood motionless, then he closed his eyes as a tremor of warm, throbbing need shot through his body and hammered into his loins.
He groaned and felt the edge of the bed against his knees. He opened his eyes, and with a gasp of need, he slipped between Larry's spread legs and guided his lean, throbbing cock to the open, inviting orifice nestled hotly between Larry's cheeks. A moan of pleasure left his lips as his cockhead slipped inside, and it was echoed by Larry's cry of delight at the feel of the hard, throbbing tool probing his eager, clutching flesh.
Larry jack-knifed up off the bed, driving Frank's cock halfway into his torrid flesh. With a groan of passion, Frank returned his thrust and buried his pulsing, burning cock fully between Larry's rotating buttocks. Larry's hand grabbed handfuls of the thick mink sheet.
"Oh, jeez ... so good ... so long ... ohh..."
Frank had never felt anything so tight, so all-encompassing, so hot, so good. He had never even dreamed of anything as good as this. All previous thoughts faded from his mind as he began to utter low, purely animal grunts of delight. He slammed his rigid organ in and out of Larry with a viciousness that bordered on sadism, but the ecstatic cries of pleasure escaping from Larry's mouth told him his pistoning cock was more than welcome.
Larry had worked himself up onto his knees, and Frank eagerly reached around and encircled Larry's huge, fiery cock in his hand. He began to pump his hand back and forth on it frantically. Larry's cries of pleasure grew louder, and he began to grind his buttocks faster against Frank's hammering strokes. Frank felt the massive organ jerk in his hand, felt Larry's hot seed bursting forth and gushing against the soft fur below.
It sent an electric jolt through Frank, and his balls tightened as his cock jerked and spewed a stream of hot, creamy love juice into Larry's broiling, clutching flesh.
Sue didn't have the strength left to argue when Barbara began to strip her. Barbara worked quickly, and in a few seconds Sue was stretched out on her back in the center of the big bed. Sue's eyes rested casually on Barbara as the blonde began to strip her own clothing off. When she saw the welts on Barbara's flesh, she bolted to a sitting position.
"Good Christ! Dave did that?"
Barbara peeled her panties off her well-formed legs, doing her best not to touch the healing cuts. "Now you know why I'm here," she said bitterly.
Sue had never seen anything like it before. "Oh God, you poor kid..."
Barbara crossed over to the light switch and turned it off. In a second Sue felt her climbing into the bed beside her.
"You must be in pain, she began. "Is there anything I can-"
Barbara cut her off. "No, forget it, honey. I'll be all right. It's just made me hate men a little more."
Sue felt a hand on her thigh, and she had a mixed reaction. A little voice in the back of her mind said no, but the warm glow it started in her loins was stronger. She had no strength to carry on a battle with herself, and she sighed and dropped her head back to the pillow. Barbara sensed victory immediately. In seconds her mouth was on Sue's sensitive, moist pussy, her tongue slipping hungrily between the parted lips.
Sue moaned and shoved the last trace of the little voice out of her mind. Not tonight ... maybe tomorrow she would fight, but not tonight ... she just didn't have the strength.
IX
IT WAS STILL DARK WHEN FRANK WOKE UP. IT took him a second to become aware of the big hand slowly stroking his cock, and then he knew why his body was warming with spreading desire. He stretched happily.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't resist it," Larry said with a smile.
Frank grinned in the darkness and lifted his hips slightly, increasing the pressure of Larry's moving hand against his stiff, throbbing organ.
"Mmmmm ... who's complaining?"
Larry smiled and stripped the covers down off their bodies with his free hand. He bent and kissed one of Frank's hard nipples, then his lips slowly brushed down over Frank's flat belly and opened to receive the tip of his pulsing cock.
Frank groaned and closed his eyes as he felt his burning rod slide between Larry's moist lips. His buttocks rose up off the bed, and Larry began to bring his tongue into play on the thick knob in his mouth.
Larry had been teasing Frank for some time, and it only took a few strokes with his experienced lips and tongue to bring Frank over the top. A moan of pleasure gurgled in Frank's throat, and Larry felt the lean, hard cock in his mouth jerk and spew forth its creamy payload. He swallowed it eagerly; then, as Frank dropped back down to the bed, his chest heaving, Larry let the cock slip free of his mouth and sat up on the edge of the bed.
Frank threw his arm over his eyes as Larry switched on the light over the bed. Larry grinned down at him and feasted his eyes on Frank's compact, well-built form. Just the sight of Frank's sated body resting warmly in the afterglow of release caused Larry's huge cock to jerk with expectancy. He reached for Frank and gently rolled him over onto his belly. The sight of Frank's well-formed buttocks sent a shiver of desire through him, and he cupped the firm mounds in his hands and began to massage them slowly, parting the cheeks and exposing the entrance to Frank's carnal cave.
Frank knew what Larry was building up to, but he wasn't ready for it. The feel of Larry's hands on him was good, but he knew he would have to put a stop to it soon, or Larry would be too far gone. He rolled over quickly and stretched out on his side, facing Larry.
"Not yet, Larry ... give me a chance to work things out."
Larry couldn't hide his disappointment, and he didn't try. His body was crying out for what Frank could give him, and the sight of Frank's semi-erect cock, only inches away from him, didn't help.
"God, I know it takes time, but I want this so badly I can taste it."
He forced himself to look away from Frank's lean organ. He reached up for the light and turned it off. Frank felt him stretching out beside him in the darkness. He sincerely wished that he could give Larry what he wanted, but he couldn't force himself to do it. They lay silently for a few minutes, then Larry's deep voice came to Frank softly.
"I told you what would happen last night, and I was right. I want you to stay with me. I know it's hard for you to make up your mind after only one night, but I think it's only fair that you tell me how you feci now."
Frank ran his fingers through his curly hair and nodded in the darkness. "Yes, I think I owe you that much." He was silent for a few seconds while he sorted his feelings out in his mind, wanting to give Larry the truth. Then he said, "It was good ... maybe the best I've ever had. But all the complications it can cause make it something that isn't exactly perfect. I have to look further than just animal satisfaction ... not that what I feel with you is that, exactly, but I have to consider how this kind of relationship would affect my day-to-day life. like I said last night, I can't just forget Sue; we had some pretty great times. I'll have to talk things over with her first, see how she feels about it. Up until the last few days, I would have bet that she'd fight to keep us together; but now I'm not so sure. If she's willing to break up, then I see no reason why I can't move in with you, but that in itself could present other problems. I can't just suddenly change everything; I need time."
Larry forced himself to ignore the desire that pulsed through him. He pushed things into focus in his mind and coldly sorted them out. He had been taking part in threesomes for the past few months, hoping to ascertain what his true needs were; and it had become obvious to him during that time that he couldn't be completely satisfied sexually without the feel of a cock in him. Perhaps he was just tired of looking, and that's why he'd made a grab for Frank.
He was fed up with playing the field; he wanted something permanent, and he had sensed that if Frank did choose to settle down with him, he would stick to it. But there was no sense in pushing Frank; he would have to make up his own mind. The best thing Larry could do would be to give him the time he wanted.
He rolled over onto his side, and Frank felt Larry's big, hot cock press against his own lean organ. It made him very aware of the prize Larry was offering, and made his decision a little closer. Larry's hand moved down over his side.
"Okay, Frank ... you go talk it over with Sue. I'll give you a call later on, and you can tell me how things come out."
Sue woke up the second she felt Barbara's hand on her thigh. She reached for the probing fingers and brushed them away, then she sat up and looked down at Barbara.
"No, Barb ... if I'm going to try and bring Frank back into the fold, the first step is to straighten myself out. I don't know how he feels about what we had before; but until I do know one way or the other, he's going to be the only one who gets the benefit of my lovemaking."
The smile faded from Barbara's face, and she was just about to speak when the bedroom door opened and Frank walked in. He took one look at the two nude women in the bed, and his entire plan for the day changed. All the way over he had been preparing a speech for Sue. The more he'd thought about it, the more he'd realized that he was pushing things to a ridiculous outcome. He had been so interested in experimenting that he'd let his urge for variety get out of hand. He'd thought back to Sue's suggestion that they both get the desire for something new out of their systems before settling down again, and he had decided it had a lot of merit.
Now, instead of finding Sue alone as he'd expected, he found her in bed with a broad. His first reaction was anger and jealousy, which surprised him a little; he'd thought he would be over feeling jealous when it came to Sue. It took all his will power to control his urge to lash out at her; but he did it, realizing that after what he'd just done with Larry, he had no right to hold it against Sue for doing exactly the same thing.
Sue's first reaction when he walked in the door was to smile; she knew that his return meant he still wanted her. She saw a pleased smile on his face, but it faded in front of her eyes. It took Sue a second to realize why-she had become so used to having sex with someone else in front of him that she'd forgotten momentarily that Barbara was in bed with her. When she realized what conclusion Frank must have naturally come to, she started to explain it to him. "Barb left-"
Frank was hurt, and he was fed to the teeth with explanations. He slipped back into his shell, forced himself to grin, and cut Sue off before she could finish. "Say, looks like I walked in on a double dish of nookie."
Sue closed her mouth slowly, as her words died in her throat. It was obvious that Frank wasn't interested in her explanation. He must not give a damn what she did, just as long as he could get his newfound thrills.
Frank stripped off his shirt and tossed it onto the chair beside, then he turned back to face them and asked, "You don't mind if I join you, do you?"
Barbara was interested in learning about the outcome of Frank's session with Larry. This was her chance to pick Frank's brain, and she jumped at it.
"Hell no, lover. We could use a little cock."
Sue felt sick as Frank stripped off his pants and shorts and piled into the bed between them, his cock standing up stiffly. The whole idea revolted her, and she rolled off the side of the bed and looked down at them. She forced herself to smile, hoping to give the impression that she didn't give a damn what Frank did.
"If you two will excuse me, I think I'll take a shower."
She didn't bother to say any more, because nobody was listening to her. Frank's lips were pressed against Barbara's, and his tongue was probing her mouth. Barbara was already guiding his throbbing cock between her widely spread thighs, and as Sue turned and walked out of the room, she caught Frank's pleased moan, signifying his entry into Barbara's hot, twisting body.
Frank had no real interest in screwing the churning blonde on the bed below him. His only reason for pushing his cock into her was to get even with Sue, and even though he realized what he was doing was ridiculous, he used all his energy to do it anyway.
Barbara did her best to convince Frank that she was absolutely enraptured by his thrusting organ, but her only interest in him was the information she hoped to obtain once they had completed the act. She used a good many of her tricks to push him over the top quickly; and when he came in her, she feigned groans of ecstatic delight, then collapsed onto the big bed. Frank rolled off her, and they lay panting side by side, each lost in his or her own thoughts.
Frank couldn't help mentally comparing what he'd just had with the exquisite pleasure he had felt with Larry the night before. Obviously Barbara had been throwing everything she had into the session they'd just finished, yet he felt as if she hadn't even really been interested in either giving or receiving pleasure.
Barbara waited for what she thought was a long enough time to regain her supposedly lost control, then she said, "That was pretty good for a guy who spent the night with a stud like Larry. Knowing him, he probably screwed the ass off you."
Frank hadn't expected Barbara's comment. It was as if she had been reading his mind, and it both surprised and shook him. Frank had no idea what was behind her question, but he knew Barbara well enough to know that she never said anything without a reason. He decided he'd better keep his thoughts to himself.
"Oh, he's not so great. No guy can compare with a broad anyway, especially a broad with hot pants."
Barbara smiled from ear to ear, and Frank immediately realized that she wasn't just smiling at his compliment. It took him a second to figure it out, but when he remembered the scene at the pool the night before, he realized what Barbara was worried about. She considered him competition for Larry's huge cock, and she was just finding out where she stood.
Frank was in the driver's seat, and he knew it. The power made him feel good. He knew Larry had no intention of setting anything up on a permanent basis with any woman, and he could have told Barbara just that, yet he saw no sense in hurting her. Larry would tell her when the time came, and he would do it gently, letting her down slowly and making it easier to take.
Frank glanced over at her and saw the reddish welts on her skin for the first time. He ran his fingers lightly over one of the raised areas.
"Dave?"
Barbara nodded. "That's why I'm here. I asked Sue if I could stay here for a few days to get things sorted out."
Frank could picture how happy Sue must have been at the suggestion, and he felt anger and jealousy building in him again. He did his best to push the thoughts aside. He had been hurt enough during the past few days. From this point on, he was going to do his best to see to it that he didn't put himself in a position to be hurt again.
Sue dried herself and looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror. She choked back the tears that threatened to start and threw her shoulders back. She spoke quietly to her mirror-image.
"To hell with the whole bunch of them. If Frank isn't interested in getting our marriage back to normal, then why the hell should I be? If he wants to go after every thrill he can find, why the hell should I sit and sulk? I can screw just as well as the rest of them, and I'm going to get my fill too."
Even as the words came out, Sue knew it wasn't what she wanted. What she wanted was in the bedroom with Barbara. Her outburst had done one thing, though; it had stopped her from feeling so sorry for herself, and she was thankful for that. For the first time in days she found herself able to think clearly, and she began to formulate her plans to retrieve Frank's love.
The first thing she would have to do was to size up her competition. At the moment that seemed to consist of both Barbara and Larry. Barbara wasn't too great a challenge; after all, she could give Frank everything Barbara could, and she could add love besides, so she would come out on top-but Larry was another matter altogether. She had no idea what interest Frank had in Larry, and she knew she wouldn't be able to battle the attraction the man held for Frank until she found out what the bond between them was.
She also thought carefully about Frank's reaction when he entered the bedroom and found her in bed with Barbara. He had obviously been coming back to her-if not completely, at least for a try-and when he saw her with Barbara, it had changed his mind. The only reason Sue could see for his reaction was jealousy, and the thought warmed her and made her feel better than she had in days. If he was jealous, he still wanted her; and if she could use that jealousy properly, never driving him too far, but keeping him well aware that she was a pretty good catch, it might help to bring him back to her.
She smiled at her reflection as she tossed the towel over the rack and reached for her clothes. It was the first real smile she'd allowed herself in days. It was as though the shower had washed the dirtiness from her, and she actually felt she could hold her head up again. There was no self-pity, just a challenge-a challenge she had already met once-and she was determined to win again.
She dressed quickly and hurried down the hall to the bedroom, not particularly anxious to join in what she expected to find, but wanting to see exactly what she was up against.
When she entered the room, Frank and Barbara were stretched out on the bed, obviously still feeling the effects of their lovemaking. Her eyes met Frank's, and she could see the hostility in them.
She was about to speak when the phone rang. Frank was closest to it, and he reached over to answer it.
"Frank ... Larry. Sorry to bug you so soon, but I've been sitting here on pins and needles. Have you decided anything?"
Frank glanced at the two women watching him. He still hadn't had an opportunity to discuss anything with Sue, but her attitude was pretty obvious: she didn't give a damn what he did as long as she could get her jollies on the side. Finding Sue with Barbara had hurl him, and now he saw a chance to pay her back.
"Nothing definite yet, Larry. I got sort of waylaid..."
At the sound of Larry's name, Barbara bounced up into a sitting position and wrapped her arms around Frank's neck, cutting him off.
"Ask him to come over and join the fun."
Sue's eyes sparkled with jealousy as Barbara brushed herself against Frank, and Frank noted the reaction. He decided it wasn't because Sue cared that much about him, but because she didn't like Barbara's giving anyone else so much attention. A thought came to his mind immediately. He knew Barbara went for Larry in a big way; and he figured if Larry joined them, Barbara would make a fuss over him, and that would in turn make Sue even more jealous. He grinned and turned his attention back to the phone.
"Look, Larry, why don't you come over here? Barbara's staying with us for a while, and the four of us could ball it up."
Larry had been disappointed to find that Frank was still uncertain about what he was going to do, but the prospect of an orgy, especially when it included Frank, made him feel better.
"Sounds great. Give me a half-hour."
Sue forced herself to hold her emotions in check, and analyzed the situation. It wasn't really too bad; at least this way she would have all her competition within view, and she certainly needed to see Larry in action if she hoped to break the hold he had on Frank.
Frank set the phone back on its cradle and turned back to face them. "He'll be here in a half-hour."
Frank couldn't have cared less about the open enthusiasm Barbara showed when she heard the news; instead, he kept his eyes on Sue, waiting for her reaction. When he saw it, he was surprised. Sue smiled and posed herself provocatively at the end of the bed.
"I guess I'd better see if we've got enough ice. This sounds like it could turn into a real fun night."
She turned and disappeared down the hall. Frank felt his grin fading as he stared at the empty doorway. Everything had gone exactly as he'd wanted it, yet she seemed to be pleased. Maybe she didn't realize that Barbara was hung up on Larry-that had to be it. Well, she was going to be in for one hell of a big surprise when things got going.
Larry was just about to leave his apartment when the phone rang. He cursed under his breath and walked over to it and picked it up.
"Hi, Larry. Is Barb around?" Dave asked.
"No, she's not here, Dave. I haven't seen her since last night. Why?"
"Oh, nothing important; she bugged out last night after you guys left. Personally, I don't give a damn where she went. We're finished. I was wondering if the offer you made to share your place is still open. There's no sense in my staying out here, and since we seem to get our kicks from the same thing, it might be worth a try."
Larry dropped down into the chair beside the phone and hesitated for a second. He'd never expected Dave to bring up his past offer. Dave was a good lay; he knew that from experience. They'd had a lot of fun together, but if it came down to choosing between Frank or Dave, he'd certainly take Frank.
He had no way of knowing what Frank would decide, though, and he didn't want to ruin his chances with Dave if Frank decided not to move in with him.
"Look, Dave, I've got an appointment to keep, But it sounds like a good deal to me. How about giving me a call in the morning? I'll let you know then."
Dave chuckled huskily. "Got yourself an orgy to attend, eh? Any chance of taking me along?"
Larry had to hold back a laugh. Taking Dave over to Frank and Sue's would really surprise a few people, but it would also screw up everything.
"Sorry, buddy, it's by invitation only, but I'll keep you in mind in the future."
"Okay Larry, I'll give you a call in the morning."
Dave hung the phone up and picked up his glass from the top of the table. He had been sure that Barbara would go over to Larry's and try to move in with him. Now he was beginning to wonder where the hell she had gone. He hadn't been completely truthful when he'd told Larry he didn't give a damn where Barbara was; he didn't like to be ditched by a broad. His thirst for revenge had grown strong since he'd found her gone. He wanted to get in with Larry, and then let Barbara know about it. He couldn't think of anything that would hurt her more.
Before he could do that, he would have to find her. He raised his glass to his lips and drank deeply from it. The Scotch warmed him all the way down. He set his glass back on the table, and began to smile.
He should have thought of it before-Barbara would run straight to Sue, especially after Larry had snubbed her in favor of Frank! She'd do it for two reasons, first to get revenge on Frank, and secondly, to be in position to find out about anything that might have come of the meeting between Frank and Larry.
It had been obvious from what happened on the float that Frank wasn't at all adverse to making it with a guy; and knowing Larry as well as he did, Dave was sure that Frank had been given thrills he'd never even thought of before.
Everything began to fit into place. He could almost sec Barbara worming her way between Frank and Sue to get even with Frank, hooking Frank on her experienced lovemaking, and then dropping him like a rock. Dave knew Frank had been sensitve about his ability to make love ever since he'd found out he was sterile, and there was no better way for Barbara to take her revenge than that.
Dave's course was plain to him. He would stop Barbara before she could hurt Frank, and in so doing, he would screw things up good for Barbara. Then she'd be tossed out in the cold.
X
BARBARA ANSWERED THE DOOR EAGERLY AND waved Larry inside, letting her eyes shift over his body slowly as he passed her. She felt her pulse quicken as she closed the door and followed him over to the couch. Larry glanced around the room and then asked Sue, "Where's Frank?"
Sue nodded toward the bathroom. "He's grabbing a quick shower. How about a drink?"
Larry smiled and dropped down into the comfortable couch. "Sounds great. Scotch and a little water."
Barbara planted herself on the couch right beside him. She knew Frank would be out of the shower in a few minutes, and she wanted to make her play before he got into the act.
Larry could smell her need as she moved closer to him, and he noticed her heaving breasts and labored breathing. His attention flickered to Sue as she handed him a drink.
"Thanks, baby. I can use this," he said, and raised the glass to his lips and drank deeply. He looked back at Barbara, and she could see interest in his eyes. His gaze moved down over her, and Barbara's pulse quickened as she basked under his gaze. Just having him look at her was turning her on. She raised her glass to her lips and drained it, and Larry knew she was ready for him. He sucked back the rest of his drink and set his glass down on the table beside hers. Barbara began to rub a well-rounded boob against Larry's arm, and he reached down and pulled his zipper open.
Sue watched in fascination as he dragged out his cock, semi-erect and growing swiftly. Her eyes were glued to the two on the couch, determined to learn all she could about her competition. They ignored her completely.
Larry held his now fully erect cock in his palm for a second, letting Barbara satisfy her urge to see him. Then he reached for her breasts and began to stroke them as Barbara's hand moved to hold his throbbing organ.
Larry's experienced fingers made short work of her flimsy blouse. Her full, conical breasts were already half out of her strained bra, and he slipped his hand around to the hooks and finished the job, then peeled the big cups off her massive breasts. Barbara moaned softly as her stiff brown nipples popped free. Larry's hands roved over the firm fullness, enjoying the feel of the hard tips digging into his palms.
He bent and put his mouth to her swollen left nipple while his right hand worked on its partner; slowly, oh so slowly, he let his left hand wander over the slight curve of her belly and down under the waistband of her tight leotards to her moist lips below.
His hand moved, his lips moved, and Barbara began to move, all over the couch. Her hips ground up to meet his probing fingers while her hands worked on his huge, pulsing cock, sliding the skin back and forth rhythmically.
The leotards were beginning to cramp Larry's style, so he let his other hand slide down over her body slowly and worked the material off one hip and then the other. Barbara moaned and obligingly lifted her firm, dimpled ass as he pulled them down over her thighs and off her legs. She was wearing nothing underneath. She arched herself upward, shoving her hot box up so he could work on it easily.
Larry gave her a couple of exploratory thrusts with his fingers, then stood up and began stripping off his clothes. In a few seconds he was naked, and crawled back onto the couch beside her. Barbara had stretched out full length, and as he settled down beside her, he could feel the heat radiating from her lust-filled body.
He slipped his hands around her and cupped the cheeks of her buttocks as he pushed her head back into the couch with his lips; then he forced his tongue through her teeth and felt the intertwining jab of hers as she clutched his gigantic cock to her. Slowly he began to rotate his hips against her, letting her feel the length of his thick organ pressing against her eager flesh.
His hand slipped back down over her hip and dipped to cup her box. He let his fingers slide in and out between the' open lips. Barbara was in seventh heaven; all her fears that Larry would reject her had been proven wrong, and she waited impatiently for him to shove his huge cock into her.
Larry looked down at her and smiled as he realized that she was literally begging for it. He had a surprise for her, and he was going to enjoy it immensely. It was something he'd always wanted to give her, but he'd never found her overly receptive to the idea.
He slipped his hands under the side of her body that was nearest to him, and as he flipped her over onto the hard tips of her breasts, he couldn't help but smile at the look of surprise on her face.
"No, Larry ... do it the right way..."
He chuckled hoarsely. "Baby, this is the right way."
He rested his hands on the dimpled cheeks of her buttocks, then pushed them apart and slipped his throbbing cock between them. He found his target and thrust his hips forward, shoving the head of his burning cock into her. Barbara let out a cry of pain as she felt the gigantic rod tearing into her.
"No, Larry ... you're too big ... God, no!"
Larry ignored her as he pushed again and felt his cock slide further into her. "Man, baby ... this is great," he grunted, "just like copping a cherry off a virgin."
Larry pulled back and drove home again, his mind closed to everything except the blind enjoyment that was pulsing through his veins. Suddenly Barbara's cries ceased, to be replaced with little sighs of pleasure.
"OOh ... oh ... oh my God ... I never knew ... ohh...."
Frank walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. The sounds of their lovemaking had reached him through the walls, drawing him like a magnet. He gasped as he saw Larry's huge cock sliding in and out of Barbara's dimpled buttocks. Just the sight of it sent his cock surging upward and shoved the front of the towel forward.
Sue had been watching his reaction carefully, and she was surprised by the swiftness of his arousal. She turned her eyes back to the couch and realized that she had discovered one of the major interests Frank had been nuturing.
Larry groaned as he began to piston his thick cock farther and farther into Barbara's hot, clutching flesh with each stroke. She was moving in unison with him now, lifting her butt up and rotating it against him. It never failed-one time with his cock shoved up a broad's ass, and she went ape for it.
The friction was good, and Larry felt himself nearing his climax. He shoved his cock fully into her snug, hot anus, grunting and digging his nails into her firm buttocks.
Barbara cried out with pleasure as the first volley of love juice shot into her. Larry felt her thrashing frantically against him. He groaned again as he emptied his seed into her burning, hugging flesh, then he dropped down on her, gasping for breath.
Sue had been watching Barbara and Larry as they churned through the throes of release, and she'd temporarily forgotten about Frank. When she turned back to look at him, his face was contorted with lust, and he was moving across the floor toward Larry and Barbara.
Frank could see nothing but the up-thrust cheeks of Larry's muscular buttocks. Watching Larry's huge cock slip in and out of Barbara's ass had built up a desire that threatened to consume him. He could think of nothing but slipping his stiff cock between Larry's elevated cheeks and driving it home in the hot, clutching flesh below.
Sue watched in fascination as Frank climbed up onto the couch and positioned himself behind Larry. She could sense his urgency as he frantically spread Larry's cheeks and guided his pulsing cock between them. She watched the rosy head disappear inside, and the sound of Frank's ecstatic cry sent a wave of animal desire through her own body.
In two strokes Frank had buried his stiff organ to the hilt in Larry's ass-hole. Larry's body shot into action as he felt Frank's hot cock drive into him. His lax cock surged and began to swell in the depths of Barbara's body, and in seconds Frank had caused a chain reaction, spreading his desire through the other two, telegraphing his excitement through their bodies. The room filled with hoarse gasps as Barbara lurched into action and began to rotate below Larry. He in turn began to grind his ass against the front of Frank's pistoning body, and their moans of delight punctuated their gasps for breath.
Barbara hadn't quite come back down to earth from the first session, and her mind went blank as the newfound pleasure began to flow through her twisting body. Her only thoughts were of the huge cock that dove and circled in her flesh.
Larry had never experienced the dual sensations of being sandwiched before. It gave him a thrill he'd never even dreamed of, and he found it impossible to concentrate solely on either Barbara's clutching flesh or Frank's pistoning cock. Ecstatic feelings assailed him from both sides, and his excitement built so quickly it surprised him.
Frank was close to blowing his load just from having watched Larry make it with Barbara, and it took only a few seconds for him to work up to his climax. When it came, Larry let out a cry of delight that drowned out Frank's pleasure-filled grunt. The feel of hot, thick fluid pouring forth into his flesh pushed him over the top, and he unleashed his first stream of creamy fluid into Barbara's twisting body in unison with Frank's second gushing volley. His own blissful ejaculation, combined with the powerful surge of Frank's cock deeply entrenched in his bowels, gave a thrill he'd never experienced before. The three of them twisted and shook on the couch, then collapsed in a mass of perspiration-soaked arms and legs.
Sue felt herself heaving a sigh of relief as they dropped off into the warm afterglow of their lovemaking. The sight of it had filled her with need, but she forced it to the back of her mind and took stock of what she'd just seen.
In the first place, she no longer felt repulsed to see Frank making it with another man. She realized she could give him exactly what he'd got from Larry, and obviously he desired this means of gratification more than any other. She knew only too well the wonderful sensation that Larry had received with Frank's cock buried in him, and realized she would welcome a chance to have Frank do the same thing to her. She mentally chalked up a mark in her favor.
Secondly, she had sensed during the act that Barbara had no real interest in Frank. It was obvious to Sue that Barbara was just using him, and that fact would also become obvious to Frank before long, thereby canceling Barbara out as a serious threat.
That left only Larry in competition with her. She had no idea just how interested Frank was in Larry's cock, and this was the one department that she knew she couldn't compete in. So far, Frank had shown little interest in taking the passive role in homosexual lovemaking, with the exception of his original act on the float, and Sue chalked that up to experimentation.
She knew she couldn't start open warfare with Larry until she had all the facts. That left her with no choice. She would have to wait it out, see what Frank's reaction was to being placed in the passive role. She could only hope that he didn't find it as attractive as the active role.
In the meantime, she would play the role of wanton wife, and do her best to keep Frank's jealousy raging-not past the point of no return, but far enough. She no longer had to concentrate on Barbara, so her next move would be to entice Larry into the act of anal intercourse-both to show Frank that she was desirable in this way and to add fuel to his building jealousy.
There was just one problem-the thought of having Larry's massive cock enter her rear end frightened Sue a little. She felt no particular sexual interest in Larry, yet she couldn't deny the desire building in her after watching the others make love in front of her.
She reached for her drink as the threesome on the couch struggled apart and began to reach for their glasses. Sue knew she had no choice. She swigged down a good portion of her drink, took a deep breath, and stood up.
No one really paid any attention to her as she crossed over to the stereo and selected a record. In seconds the room filled with the sensual sound of beating drums and calypso music. Sue moved directly across the room to the light switch, then the room was blanketed in darkness, with the exception of one lamp shining softly in the middle of the room.
The three sets of eyes on the couch were interested now as they looked toward the dark side of the room, where Sue remained hidden in the shadows. For a few seconds they stared, not fully understanding what they were looking for, but feeling the sensual beat of the drums and sensing that something exciting was about to happen.
They were not disappointed.
Sue moved out into the soft light slowly, her body twisting seductively to the sensual jungle-beat of the drums. All that remained of her clothing was her lacy black half bra-which left her stiff, upturned, red nipples tantalizingly displayed-and the black nylon bikini panties that drew all eyes immediately. The conveniently open crotch seductively displayed Sue's dark, curly, pubic hair and moist, glistening lips.
Gasps of appreciation escaped from all three of the attentive figures on the couch, and gave Sue confidence. She had two aims in mind. She wanted to show Frank that she had something worth getting; and at the same time, she wanted to get Larry interested enough to make a play for her.
She concentrated her attention on Larry, who was sitting in the middle of the couch, dropping slowly to the floor in front of him and twisting teasingly to the sensual sound of the drums. Her hands slipped behind her back, and she opened the hooks of her bra and threw it to the carpet at Larry's feet, then she cupped her high breasts and offered them up to him.
She could see the sweat beading his forehead, and greater confidence filled her as she watched his cock began to stir and grow in front of her eyes.
Larry's eyes never left the sensual, swaying woman in front of him. It had been a long time since a broad had been able to grasp his attention so fully, and he was surprised to find his desire returning so soon. Sue waited until she had his complete interest; then she began to turn in front of him slowly, provocatively, keeping her body moving constantly.
As she turned, she edged toward him slowly. When she had completely turned and offered him a rear view, her resilient, dimpled buttocks, barely covered by the sheer nylon panties, quivered just inches away from his body. Larry's eyes were riveted to the succulent, jiggling mounds, and his cock began to jerk rhythmically. Sue could sense his reaction, and she picked up the pace as she slid her hands down her sides and let her fingers slip under the waistband of her tight bikini panties.
Slowly ... oh, so slowly ... she edged the sheer material down over her quivering, golden butt. Larry let out a gasp of need as he watched her rump slip free of the material and jiggle enticingly in the soft glow of the single lamp. Sue began to back toward him, and Larry let out a groan of desire.
The groan was all Sue had been waiting for. She began to drop slowly to the floor, and when she was on her hands and knees she elevated her well-formed ass and wiggled it slowly in front of Larry.
"See something you want, lover?" she asked throatily.
Larry was on her in a split second. She felt him parting her cheeks, and she clenched her teeth as he rammed it home. The pain was almost unbearable as Larry hammered his way into her, driven by a desire that surprised even him. Sue forced herself to bear it, and even managed to moan seductively while Larry shoved inch after inch of his burning cock into her ass.
Frank watched with mixed feelings. He had been surprised at first to see Sue acting the role of seductress; but as the dance progressed, he had to admit she was damn good at it. He found his cock hard and pulsing as he watched her, and the burning need that filled his loins attested to Sue's success in working him up. The fact that she'd chosen Larry to give her what she wanted bothered him a little, and when she dropped to her knees and offered Larry her buttocks, it took Frank completely by surprise. He'd never dreamed she would let a man do that to her. It made him reassess Sue, and at the same time, excited him beyond belief.
Barbara watched the scene in front of her through cold, blank eyes. In a few minutes both Frank and Sue had destroyed whatever advantage she'd gained by being first with Larry. She had expected Frank to fight her for Larry's favors, but Sue's sudden interest had really surprised her. It was obvious from the way Larry was groaning and hammering at Sue that he was getting a bigger kick out of doing it with Sue than he had with her, and that bothered her.
At that moment, Larry let out a cry and released his cream into Sue's quivering, hot bowels, sending her into a blur of action and bringing forth her happy cries of ecstasy. As the sight and sounds of the lust-crazed couple filled Frank's senses, something snapped; he lurched forward, wrapped his arms around Larry's body and pulled him off Sue. Then he grabbed her roughly by the arm and yanked her to her feet.
Sue was taken completely off guard, and her pretensions of pleasure stopped abruptly. As Frank held her firmly at arm's length, she could see he was doing his best to control himself. When he spoke, his voice was strained.
"Get into the bedroom, and stay in there until I tell you to come out."
He released his grip on her arm, and she dropped down to the floor. She hesitated for a second, rubbing her aching arms, then she turned and headed for the bedroom.
Frank watched until the door closed behind her; then he turned slowly and looked over at the surprised faces of Barbara and Larry. Larry pulled himself up off the floor slowly and ran his hands through his hair.
"What the hell was that all about?" he demanded.
Frank paused for a second as he looked from one to the other. He didn't really give a damn about Barbara; she was just out for what she could get, but he felt he owed Larry an explanation. It took him a second to find a way to show them his feelings.
"Just stop for a second and look around. What the hell are we doing here? Each of us is playing some little game, not giving a damn who gets hurt."
His eyes flickered over Barbara, and he said, "Baby, you're a real bitch. You've been playing Sue and me against each other because you're afraid I might shack up with Larry and ruin your chances with him. You don't really give a damn about Larry-all you want is a chance to make Dave look stupid. You're not kidding us as much as you're kidding yourself."
He turned his attention back to Larry.
"What the hell are you doing here, Larry? Ever since your buddy died, you've been bouncing around looking for something. You say you want to settle down and quit playing the field, yet you take on all comers. Where's it going to end up? You're not kidding anyone either. If you really wanted to settle down, you'd pick someone and go after him; instead, you bounce from one to another. Well, I just stood here and had a good look around. We're all sick, the whole God-damned bunch of us-and I, for one want to do something about it before it's too late. Sue and I got into this because we were looking for something, but all we've found is trouble. There are no answers to our problems in sex orgies; all they do is make things worse."
Barbara looked up at him and smiled. "What's wrong, lover, get burned with the matches you were playing with?"
Frank's eyes cut into her as he replied, "I wouldn't even be saying this if you were the only one in the room, Barbara. You're nothing but a slut from the word go. You've never given a damn about anybody in your life, and you're not about to change now."
He looked over at Larry again and said, "Look, man, wise up while you've got the chance. Playing around with pigs like this isn't going to get you what you want, and it almost made me lose the best thing I've ever had."
Barbara was about to speak, but Larry cut her off with, "Shut up, Barbara. You've already said too much."
Barbara sank down into the couch as if she'd been hit with a sledge hammer. Larry reached for his shorts and began to pull them on. As he snapped them into place, he looked over at Frank and smiled.
"I've always been a slow learner, Frank, but sooner or later I work things out for myself. I've been doing a little thinking too, and when I told you that I wanted to settle down, I meant it. Tonight was going to be my decision-maker; and truthfully, I came here for one reason only. I meant what I said the other day. After what just happened, I've got to admit I can't blame you for wanting to keep what you've got. That wife of yours is a real rarity. I'm kind of sorry I didn't meet a girl like her a long time ago. Maybe if I had, I'd be the one to call things quits; but as it is, I'm afraid I can't go all the way with you. I'll have to start looking all over again now, but this time I'll look harder. Unfortunately, I'm not in your position. I can't just turn around and walk into the bedroom and find what I want. So in the meantime, I'll play this little farce with Barbara and Dave and anybody else who's interested. I'm sure people like Barbara don't give a damn if I'm just making use of them, because that's exactly what they're doing with me."
He looked over at Barbara and said, "Okay, baby, get your things. You might as well move in with me for the time being."
Barbara was elated at the offer. She began to slip into her clothes immediately. Larry finished dressing and waited until Barbara had gone into the bedroom to get her suitcases; then he looked over at Frank.
"I'm glad you got things straightened out. You've got a real good thing, here, Frank. There may be a few rough spots, but I'm sure you two can work them out."
XI
DAVE PULLED HIS CONTINENTAL INTO THE underground parking area of Sue and Frank's apartment building, and drove toward the three spaces reserved for their apartment. He turned, surprised as he approached the stalls to find one of them filled by Larry's gleaming T-bird. He pulled into the remaining stall and shut it off; then reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette.
Things began to add up to him slowly as he sucked in the first drag and let the smoke drift lazily out of his mouth. He was sure he'd been right about where Barbara had gone, and now things were beginning to fall into place. It was obvious that Larry had been invited over to make a foursome for the night, and that the plans had been made before he'd talked to Larry earlier. That could only mean that Larry was cruising this evening, looking for the best mate to choose for a shack-up.
At first Dave was mad. He didn't like being dangled on a string. But the more he thought about it, the more he could see Larry's point. He would have done the same thing if he'd been offered the opportunity, so the could hardly blame Larry for giving it a try.
He moved his cigarette over to the ash try and flicked his ash off; then he leaned back in the seat to think.
Everything had changed. There wasn't much use in following his plan now. Nevertheless, he was certainly not going to pass up the chance to get inside and join the orgy. He would be sure to find an opportunity to get his revenge on Barbara, and maybe at the same time he could strengthen his chances with Larry.
It was obvious that Larry hadn't made up his mind yet as to his choice for a bedmate. That puzzled Dave for a second, because he'd considered Barbara his only competition for Larry's affection. True, there was the possibility that Frank was interested in Larry, but he couldn't picture those two setting up housekeeping, somehow. Yet that was obviously a possibility.
The thought amused Dave, but he was still convinced that Larry wouldn't be able to get Frank to go completely homo, which meant it was still between himself and Barbara. There was no real competition there, though; he was sure of that because Larry had definite homo leanings.
Dave grinned as he opened the door of the Continental and stepped out. It looked as if he was in for one hell of an entertaining evening.
He was just about to start walking toward the self-service elevator when Barbara stepped out of it, closely followed by Larry, who was carrying her bags. Dave saw his aspirations go up in smoke, and he was surprised and angry. He leaned back against the door of the car and waited until they were within hearing distance.
"Well, well, what do we have here-the town whore leading her new-found stud by the nose?"
Barbara didn't know what to expect. She dropped back a little until she was abreast of Larry.
"Settle down, Dave," Larry said. "Come on over to my place, and let's talk this over."
Dave was beginning to see red. "What the hell is there to talk about? It looks to me like you two have arranged everything between yourselves, and I'm left out in the cold.
Larry turned to Barbara and said, "It appears that Dave's going to make a scene. Take these over and put them in my car."
He handed her the suitcases, and when she had moved past him, he turned back to face Dave.
Larry's right hand moved with lightning speed and grasped Dave by the shoulder, jerking him forward off the car. He hauled Dave's face up to within an inch of his own, and spoke very quietly and calmly.
"Okay, you stupid cocksucker, you've been looking for this for a long time."
Dave began to panic. He knew damn well he was no match for Larry.
"For Christ's sake, Larry, take it easy."
Larry let him drop back slowly, then he hooked his arm through Dave's and half dragged him across to the other side of the building, where Barbara couldn't hear them.
Larry released his grip on Dave and spun him around. Dave threw his hand up to block the fist he expected to see coming at him. He was a little surprised when Larry hauled out a rumpled pack of smokes and offered him one. He took it with shaking fingers, and Larry stuck one in his own mouth and lit them both.
Larry's eyes moved over him as he said, "Okay, Dave, you listen now, and listen good. You're crying inside right now because Barbara is going to shack up with me-right?"
Dave was slowly settling down now that he realized Larry wasn't going to fight him. Larry gave him a second to answer, and when he didn't, Larry added, "You don't even have to answer that. I've known you long enough to know what makes you tick. Now, for the first time, I'm going to offer you some advice from one old buddy to another. This whole Goddamned thing is just as much your fault as hers. You say she's a whore, and you're right, but do you know why?"
Dave shook his head slowly.
Larry paused to take a drag, then went on, "Okay, here's how I see it. I may be old-fashioned, but I believe the man of the family should set the standards, and insist they be met. I know, and you know, that Barb was a decent board when you got married, and the only reason she's screwing everything she can get hold of is because you haven't been man enough to make her behave. Barb's a real woman, Dave, and she needs a man. She thought she had one in you, but you've let her down, so she's screwing around trying to find one. She'd stop all this if you'd grow up and act like a man; it's obvious that she's still in love with you, and that you still feel a lot for her, or you wouldn't be doing your damndest to hurt each other. Nobody works so hard to hurt someone they don't give a damn about."
Larry's eyes seemed to be cutting through Dave. Larry let his words sink in before he continued, "You think that over, buddy ... and don't get me wrong. Beating the piss out of her isn't going to accomplish a damn thing. You set down the rules, then set her an example, and she'll eat out of your hand. It's up to you, one way or the other. Personally, I don't give a shit; she's a damn good lay, and I don't mind sharing my bed with her until I find what I'm looking for."
Larry dropped his cigarette onto the cement and ground it out under his foot, then he spun around, walked briskly back to the sleek T-bird and climbed in beside Barbara. Dave stood staring blankly after them as the T-bird roared to life, backed out, and sped from the garage.
Frank reached for the near-empty bottle of Scotch and poured the last of it into his glass. He glanced toward the bedroom door, then downed his drink. He stared at the bottle for a second, almost wishing it still held some Scotch so he'd have an excuse to stay where he was; but he knew he had to go in and talk to Sue.
He had been completely sure of himself when he'd pulled Larry off her and shoved her into the bedroom, but now, after having had time to think about it, he was a little afraid to face her. He had never really ordered her to do anything before, and he had no idea what was going to be waiting for him when he went into the bedroom. Sue had had plenty of time to work up a real rage, and he wasn't at all sure he could handle it.
He shoved the glass to the center of the bar, pulled his clothes on quickly, walked across to the bedroom door and pushed it open.
Sue was sitting stiffly on the side of the bed. She had slipped on a robe, and had it fastened primly around her neck. Frank knew he would have to hold the advantage he'd had earlier, and his words came out packed with authority.
"Go take a shower. I don't want to talk to you until you scrub some of that filth off."
He saw a tear glistening on her cheek, and immediately regretted being so harsh with her. She got up obediently and walked toward the door, and as she passed him, he spoke again, this time a little more softly.
"And don't take all day ... I think I could use a little soap and hot water before we talk."
He hadn't turned to look at her as he spoke, and Sue realized she would have to ignore the temptation to turn and say something. She had been praying for something to put them back on the right track; and now that it had happened, she didn't want to risk spoiling it. His last words had told her that he was thinking very clearly now, and that he held himself as much to blame as he did her. It was what she had been trying to make him see, and she knew now that had she continued to try to do it her way, she would have failed. Frank had to be the boss in their relationship, this was the only way things could be straightened out. She knew he didn't consider her inferior to him, but she also knew he needed to feel that his word was law. She didn't mind letting him be the one to snap them out of the muck-hole they had sunk into.
She almost ran to the bathroom, and seconds later Frank heard the sound of cascading water from the shower. He crossed over to the bed and gazed down at the tear-soaked pillow. He smiled slightly. That pillow told him more than anything Sue could have said to him. He dropped his hand to the damp patch and let his fingers move over it gently.
Larry motioned Barbara into the apartment in front of him, carried the suitcases inside and closed the door behind him. Barbara looked up at him, still waiting for him to explain what had happened between Dave and himself in the garage. But Larry remained silent, as he'd been on the trip over.
Larry crossed over to the bar and poured two drinks, then came back and handed her one. He waved her toward the couch and dropped into one of the comfortable leather chairs facing her.
"Barbara, you've got to be one of the stupidest boards I've ever met," he said peremptorily.
Barbara choked on the gulp of booze she had been attempting to swallow and looked up at him in surprise, her mouth hanging open.
Larry paused for a second while he took a slug of his Scotch; then he continued, "You find yourself a husband who lets you do pretty much what you please, a guy who feels a woman is his equal in marriage, the kind of guy every broad dreams of getting her claws into, and then you slowly but steadily kick the shit out of him until he looks and acts like a dog. I could see it if you had something better lined up, but all you do is go around dropping your hot little ass on any strange bed you can find. Don't get me wrong I don't see a damn thing wrong with you and Dave going in for far-out sex; that's up to the two of you. If you both dig it, then it can't hurt to go whole hog, but to take every opportunity to hurt each other is something I can't fathom. What kick do you get out of making Dave look like an ass?"
Barbara's eyes flashed defensively. "Who the hell are you to be preaching to me?"
Larry set his glass down on the table beside him and replied, "Listen, baby, I've got nobody to answer to but me. What I do doesn't hurt anyone else. You knew damn well Dave didn't mind your having fun with me, and you also knew you could hurt him by implying that you'd like to leave him and shack up with me. You didn't do it because you were interested in bedding down with me, baby; you did it because you wanted to stab Dave in the back. Now the two of you are both trying to put the make on me, simply because you know it'll hurt each other."
"I didn't notice you complaining about the benefits you were getting," she retorted.
Larry shrugged. "Hell no, honey, it's all gravy to me. I get kicks from both of you. Personally, I don't give a damn if this goes on forever; it doesn't really hurt me any. But it is hurting you, and you don't even seem to be aware of it."
Barbara looked up at him, a little curious now. "What do you mean by that?"
Larry let his eyes move over her. He took another slug of his drink, then said, "Take a look in the mirror, baby. A year ago you were still a real hot piece of merchandise. In the last twelve months, you've aged-at least five years. Oh, sure, you're still a nice-looking hunk of tail, but this little game of knifing each other is taking its toll. You're drinking twice as much as you used to, and you're smoking like a bloody furnace. Those are wrinkles in your face, and they're caused by worry. You've got yourself a pretty good husband, Barb, and you're slowly driving him away. If he drops you, you're going to find it damn hard to find anyone even close to what he is; and by the time you do wind up with another guy and settle down to raising a family, you're going to look twice your age. It's about time for you and Dave to grow up and stop acting like a couple of oversexed college kids. You two had a lot going for you a year ago, and if you'd both try, you could still probably work out a pretty good relationship."
Larry picked up his empty glass, carried it over to the bar, and poured himself another drink. When he turned around to look at Barbara, she had her eyes fixed on the carpet in front of her. Larry stood quietly, watching her for a second, then he crossed over and stood in front of her.
"You think that over, baby. like I said, I don't give a damn. I won't turn down a chance to shove my cock into either of you, but it might be a good idea for the two of you to learn to understand and handle each other before you start adding to your problems with emotion-filled orgies. I'm going to take a shower. Help yourself to the booze."
Sue was in bed when Frank entered the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. Her eyes moved over him, and she felt like she was really seeing him for the first time. His muscular form seemed to radiate power and virility, and she felt a wave of desire sweep over her. Frank looked at her, and she quickly turned her eyes away.
"I've been thinking it over, Sue and I've decided we should leave our talk until tomorrow morning. We could both use a good night's sleep, plus a little clear thinking about what's happened in the past few days and what we're going to do about it."
Sue did her best to hide her disappointment as she nodded. Frank let his eyes drift across her outlined body on the bed, then he flipped the light out, left the room, and closed the door. Sue couldn't have been more surprised. She had been disappointed at his suggestion that they postpone their talk until morning, but she had been completely unprepared for his decision to sleep separately. At first she was hurt, but as she thought about it for a while, she began to see the wisdom behind it. Both of them had been completely drained sexually over the past few days, and making love now would be anti-climactic, somehow. She realized that their first lovemaking together after what had happened wold be very important to both of them, and a day's rest and expectation would make it all the better.
Barbara held her empty glass in her hand for a second, staring at it blankly, then she stood up, crossed over to the bar, and looked up at her reflection in the big mirror behind it. She stood there for a long time, staring at herself, and as she did, all the thoughts and plans she'd had the day she married Dave filtered through her mind.
The house ... the kids. . . and everything that went with them. She relived those first happy months and tried to pin down the turning point at which she and Dave had begun to lean toward a decision to indulge in extramarital sex. She had never really sat down and compared the way she'd felt before they started with the way she felt now. It wasn't much of a comparison, and what Larry had said was true. She did look older, and she was drinking too much; and more important, she and Dave were constantly trying to huil each other.
Her hard shell began to crack as she looked at what she'd become. She turned away from the mirror and walked over to her suitcases. She paused for a second, looking around Larry's luxurious apartment, then she smiled and picked up her bags. She thought about telling Larry she was leaving, but she realized that he would understand when he found her gone.
XII
FRANK LAY IN THE DARK, STARING UP AT THE ceiling. He exhaled a cloud of smoke and watched it drift lazily upward in the soft glow of moonlight that drifted in through the window. His thoughts were mostly of Sue, and he silently gave thanks for having come to his senses before things had gone too far.
He wondered if she too was unable to sleep, and the thought of her lying in the next room sent a surge of desire through him. He had been fully aware that she wanted him when he left the room earlier, and he had wanted her just as badly. When he'd told her he thought they should take some time to work things out, he hadn't been completely truthful with her. He knew that both of them had reached the same conclusion in their own ways, and had decided they wanted each other more than anything else. He knew he should have climbed into bed with her and given her what she wanted, but the old fear that he wouldn't be able to satisfy her had raised its ugly head again.
It was crazy. He hadn't worried about his ability as a lover with Barbara or Larry. They had been completely satisfied with him, yet he was still afraid to make love to Sue. He wanted to show her she had made the right choice by staying with him; he wanted to show her that his feelings toward her could make him a better lover for her than anyone else. Yet he still lacked confidence.
During the past few days he had completely pushed all thoughts of his sterility out of his mind. He'd had sex for the sake of having sex, and his ability to produce children hadn't entered into it, but making love to Sue was an entirely different matter. They had wanted children so badly, and he had been so sure that it was her fault they couldn't have them. Finding out it was his fault had been a slicing blow to his self-confidence; he hadn't been able to feel like a complete man with her since then. With the others it didn't matter; they were unaware of his inability to reproduce, and they didn't have the slightest interest in that facet of lovemaking, anyway. But with Sue it was different-all the time he was making love to her, he sensed that she felt something was missing.
He sucked in a deep drag off his cigarette, then ground it out. Lying in bed staring at the ceiling wasn't accomplishing anything. He climbed out of bed and walked across the room to the door, opened it and walked down the hallway to the master bedroom.
He opened the door quietly, telling himself he wouldn't awaken her if she was asleep. As he opened the door, he heard her moving on the bed and knew she had been waiting for him.
The fire that had been smoldering in Sue's loins flared up as she heard him walking across the room, and she felt her pulse quicken. Frank feverishly searched for words; but none came as he dropped down beside her on the bed. Sue threw her arms around him as he moved his body in close to hers, and her warmth sent a flame of desire shooting through his body. "Oh, honey..."
She pulled him tighter against her and began to sob against his shoulder, "Pm so sorry, Frank ... Pm so sorry."
Frank ran his hand down her back and over her buttocks. Just having her against him was giving him more pleasure than he'd had for days. The touch of her hot, velvety flesh, the smell of her need filled him with pride and desire.
"No looking back, baby, no apologies. We were both wrong; let's just not let it happen again."
Her hands played over his muscular back as he filled his palms with the firm flesh of her buttocks and pulled her body even tighter against his stiff, throbbing cock.
"Oh God, it feels so good to hold you like this-" Sue began.
He cut her off with a kiss, urging her over onto her back. He reached for one of her heaving breasts and brushed his palm back and forth over it gently, then let his thumb and forefinger surround the swollen tip and began to rub it. It grew even larger under his manipulation, and he shifted to its mate.
Their lips parted and he listened to her labored breathing for a second, then bent and let his lips capture the nipple his hand had just left. He brushed them back and forth along the top of the swollen bud, then parted his lips and let it slip between them.
His tongue moved to greet it, and he began to lave it gently. Sue's head was pressed back into the pillow, and as he trapped the moist nipple between his tongue and the roof of his mouth and started to suck it, she began to moan.
"Oh God, it feels so good when you do that. Whatever possessed me to look for loving anywhere else? You know every secret my body holds, every way to bring me perfect pleasure."
Frank's other hand had been brushing back and forth over her belly, and now it dipped to graze the curly fleece below. Her hips lurched upward as his finger slipped back and forth between her moist cunt lips, and her hands searched for his swollen cock. She began to knead and massage it as he started to explore her intimately. His own need urged him to slip between her open, inviting thighs, but he wanted to please her more than he wanted his own gratification. He wanted to demonstrate his love for her; by satisfying Sue before he satisfied himself, he hoped to show her how much he cared. He had never gone down on her before, but now he wanted that as much as she did.
His mouth left the pulsing nipple it had been working on, and he started to kiss his way down the length of her body. She released his thick column reluctantly as he shifted his weight and pursued his course down over her belly. His lust-filled brain barely made out her words through the haze of passion that filled him.
"No Frank ... you don't have to..."
Frank paused, letting his tongue dip into the hollow of her navel and tasting the sweetness there.
"I know I don't have to, honey. I want to."
His lips reached the soft triangle of curls below, and he positioned himself so he was situated directly below her spread legs on the bed. He stretched out and slipped his palms under her body so he could hold her buttocks and lift her up to meet his mouth as he bent his head. His senses strained to search out her every wish and desire as his mouth met her flesh and his tongue moved out to give her pleasure. He wanted to satisfy her every whim, and all other thoughts left his head as he worked on her. Her body began to thrash wildly as she felt him probing, and he had to use every ounce of strength he could muster to keep his grip on her squirming buttocks.
Groans, sighs, and cries of pleasure filled the room as he drove her swiftly and steadily toward the peak of passion.
As he felt her body tightening for the final plunge, he dug his fingers into the resilient flesh of her ass and drove at her with renewed strength, letting his tongue thrust deeply into her hot cunt. The bed shook below her as her body convulsed with pleasure, and her piercing cry of ecstasy nearly drove him over the top with her. He stayed with her until she had stopped quivering, then he crawled up beside her on the bed and rested while she fought for breath. "Was it good, baby?"
"Yes, ohh yes ... but I want to feel you in me where you belong ... please darling ... come to me now ... it's been so long ... "
Frank raised himself and slipped between her thighs. As he fitted himself to her body, she hauled him down, and her lips ground against his. He no longer had control of his body, and his hips shot downward automatically to meet her upward thrust. His mind went blank, and pleasure he'd never known filled his body as he drove his cock into her eager flesh.
It was over too quickly-he had denied himself his love and passion for her too long. He shuddered and emptied his creamy love juice into her, and for a second they lay there locked in each other's arms. Then she began to raise and lower her buttocks slowly. He felt himself being grasped and released by the muscles deep within her, and a groan of pleasure broke through his lips as he picked up the pace once more. They slowly worked up to the pinnacle of release again, but this time they went over together, and the walls of the bedroom echoed their intermingled sighs, groans and cries of ecstasy as they slammed against each other on the bed, deriving pleasure they had never before known.
Larry walked out into the living room as the doorbell rang for the third time. He wore nothing except a towel around his waist. As he moved toward the door, he looked around the living room and realized Barbara had gone. He paused long enough to fasten, the towel in place, then pulled the door open-He found himself face to face with a big, handsome kid decked out in a marine sergeant's uniform, and he felt his heart stop beating for a split second. His face turned white, and he took a half step back.
The kid sensed Larry's shock and stammered, "Jeez, I'm sorry. I should have called you and let you know I was coming ... I mean, I should have known it would shake you, because I look so much like Jim."
Larry realized immediately who the kid was, and he grinned and reached out to haul him inside.
"Hell, no, it's okay. It's just that you do look so much like him."
The kid picked up his duffel bag and tossed it inside the door as Larry kicked it shut and turned to face him. His eyes swept over the youth, and he felt a familiar warmth building in him. The kid was obviously a little embarrassed at having dropped in out of nowhere.
"Jim was always telling me about you, and I thought maybe you'd like to meet me. I didn't know where you lived until last week, or I would have been up sooner."
He looked at Larry's still-damp body and the towel around him.
"If you're getting ready to go out or something, I could come back tomorrow. I've got to find myself a place to stay anyway-five more days' leave.then I'm a civvy again."
Larry forced himself to take his eyes off the youth's muscular body and look up into his handsome, almost babyish face.
"Tomorrow, horseshit! Christ, all Jim used to talk about was his kid brother, Tommy-Tommy did this, Tommy did that. Christ, his whole world revolved around you. You're going to stay right her until you figure out what you want to do. I've got plenty of room, and I couldn't think of anybody I'd rather have around the place."
The youth smiled, obviously pleased. "Thanks, Larry. I felt like I knew you better than anyone else back here, after Jim's letters. It's crazy-he kept telling me to be careful not to get shot, then I come back and find out he's caught it in a traffic accident. I had to talk about him with somebody, and you seem to have been his idol, so here I am."
Larry glanced down at the towel and smiled. "Christ, what a way to welcome a fighting man home. What'll you have to drink?"
Tommy took his hat off and dropped it on top of his duffel bag as he turned toward the bar. "Bourbon, if you've got it."
"If I've got it, hell ... Jim used to stock up on it regularly. It seems you two shared more than looks."
Tommy glanced over to the picture of his brother on the table beside the couch, and nodded.
"Yeah ... when Mom and Dad died, there was only the two of us, and we stuck together. There were never two guys more alike than us, I guess."
Larry turned with two drinks in his hand and started toward the good-looking kid. He felt his cock quiver slightly, and he smiled. It was going to be very interesting finding out just how much alike the two brothers really were. It was almost as if Jim had returned from the grave; suddenly Larry had found something to make life worthwhile again. Jim had done a lot of talking about his kid brother, and had intimated on more than one occasion that Tommy leaned heavily toward homosexuality. He'd never really come right out and labeled Tommy as gay, but he had come close enough to make Larry certain that he had a chance with the kid.
Barbara opened the door, stepped inside, set her suitcases down and looked around the deserted living room. She noted the empty glasses lying around, and it gave her the courage she needed to look for Dave. She knew he only drank heavily when he had a problem, and she was sure she knew how to solve this one for him.
She found him stretched out on one of the lounges by the pool. His eyes were closed, but he opened them as she stepped between the spotlight and the lounge and her shadow fell across his face. He was about to speak, but Barbara put her fingers to his lips and shook her head.
"Pm sorry, Dave ... it won't happen again. I should have my head examined for what I did. I want to come back, and I want either a yes or a no; that's all."
Dave smiled and slipped his arms around her waist.
"Yes doesn't seem like enough, honey ... I think it's going to take me years to tell you how much I want you back."
Barbara ran her hand through his closely cropped hair and smiled. "It's late, honey ... I think we'd better get to bed."
His eyes moved over her and he grinned. "There's nothing we can do in bed that we can't do right here. Climb out of your clothes."
Barbara didn't have to be asked twice. The activity of the afternoon had worked her up to a fever pitch, and she knew only too well that Dave's experienced touch could give her the satisfaction she craved.
His eyes moved over her luscious body as she hurriedly stripped away her clothes and tossed them onto the patio. She posed provocatively before him for a second, then she moved backward slowly and dropped down onto the lounge opposite his. Dave moaned, and got up and crossed over to her. He bent and kissed her lightly on the lips, while his hand trailed down over her belly in slow, circular motions, then slipped between her thighs as she parted them for him.
"I wonder why the hell we went looking for it when both of us know damn well we can't get anything better than what we've got," Dave whispered. "I mean that, baby ... you give me the best piece of tail in the world."
Her hand moved along the edge of the couch until it met his knees, then it climbed across and slowly worked up his inner thigh. Her smooth fingers on the sensitive flesh sent a jolt of need through him, and when he felt her fingers touching the tip of his stiff, burning cock, a little moan of desire left his lips. Barbara smiled and looked up at him.
"Sounds like you've changed your tune. You always said a little variety made for a more interesting sex life."
Dave grinned as he felt his pulse quickening. Her hand closed around his thick shaft as his fingers began to caress and probe between the moist lips of her box.
"I wasn't too sure about that, but I've had almost everything over the past few days, Barb, and compared to you, they were nothing. I just never appreciated how lucky I was to have you."
She smiled, and her hand began to move back and forth on his thick pulsing cock. "God, it feels good to have you," she murmured.
Dave grinned and shoved his hips forward slightly. "Mmmmm, baby, you sure know where to touch."
Barbara squeezed his thick organ and moaned, "Let's stop talking and do something about it."
Dave didn't need any more encouragement. The motions of her hand on his hot, pulsing cock were enough to make him oblivious to everything else, anyway. He rolled onto the big lounge beside her, and as his hands worked around to her back, she snuggled in close to his muscular, bronzed body. The feel of his hot flesh sent little tremors of desire through her, and she began to moan softly. Her fingers traveled over the length of his slowly moving form, and he felt her hot lips on his chest. His hands slipped slowly down the curve of her back, spent a short time teasing the sensitive area at the base of her spine, then moved down to cup the resilient flesh of her firm, dimpled buttocks. Her hands left his twitching shaft and slipped around to the back of his shoulders, and she started to rotate her lush body against his. His throbbing cock was trapped between their quivering bodies, and the sensation caused by the undulating motions of her hips sent him into a frenzy of desire.
"Ohhhh, baby, you're a wanton bitch. I don't know why the hell I let myself try anyone else. God, just the feel of you against me is enough to make me blow my load."
A look of satisfaction formed on Barbara's face, and she urged him over on top of her. Her hands moved down between their bodies as he got into position between her silky thighs.
"Mmmmm ... I think I know what you mean..." she whispered as she guided him to the center of her need.
As soon as Dave felt the hot, open, moistness of her eager cunt, his hips began to move forward automatically. He closed his eyes as the pleasure of slipping into her filled him, and his hips thrust toward her in short rapid strokes until she was ready for everything he had to offer. Then he pistoned himself forward and hit bottom. Her hands reached for the muscled flesh of his butt, and he felt her fingers digging into him gently.
"Oh, Dave ... I want it to be like it was before. Let's have some kids and make something for ourselves. Give me your baby ... please..."
Dave heard the words die in her throat as he picked up the pace, and his body took control of his mind. There was nothing more important to him now than attaining the bliss that lay ahead. His body hammered at hers viciously as he strove to satisfy his need, but there was no doubt as to Barbara's agreement with his harshness as her body lurched up to meet his lashing assault. His eyes opened, and he looked down into her passion-contorted face. Watching her perspiration-beaded brow and seeing her head lash from one side of the lounge to the other, coupled with the sensuous twisting of her body, drove him higher on the climb to pleasure.
His hands slipped under her as she heaved her hips up to meet him, and he filled his palms with the firm flesh of her jutting buttocks. His body tightened as she lurched upward to meet him on his next driving stroke, and she let out a cry of pain as his fingers dug at the flesh of her dimpled globes. Then the cry changed to a moan of pleasure as she felt his warm fluid gushing into her quivering body. Her fingernails dug into the flesh of his shoulders and back as he pumped his lust-juice into her twisting body. She let out another cry, and as the sound filled his ears, Dave knew she was feeling no pain; nothing but ecstasy as she convulsed again and again, her body shuddering and shaking as she careened through the blissful sensations of orgasm.
Dave dropped his exhausted body onto hers, and she welcomed his weight as they struggled to regain control of their breathing. When Dave could finally muster the strength, he rolled off her and collapsed on his back beside her. She twisted, and her arms went around him as she kissed the mat of curly hair on his chest.
"Mmmmm ... God, that was good," she murmured.
Dave looked down at her satisfaction-filled face, and he smiled. "Did you really mean that about kids?"
Barbara nodded her head slowly. "Yes, I think we're ready for them now."
Dave bent and kissed her gently on the lips.
"I think you're right. We need something to keep us busy-and think of the fun we can have making them."
Her hands slipped down over his belly and grasped his still-erect shaft. She began to stroke it lightly, her fingers going directly to the sensitive area just below the thick knob.
"I'm glad you agree. I have a feeling I'm not going to let you out of bed for a month."
Dave grinned and sat up on the lounge. "I have a feeling you're right, baby. It seems you want it as often as I do lately."
He looked down at her, moved his hand to the back of her head, and gently pulled her toward him. A familiar moan slipped through her sensuous lips as her lips parted and encompassed his cock. He felt her tongue licking its way down first one side and then the other of his burning shaft, then her hands lifted to cup the cheeks of his buttocks, and she pulled him closer to her hungry mouth. He looked down at her moving head and grinned as she somehow managed to engulf most of his huge tool. Then he was conscious only of the pleasure building up in his body as she worked at him with her tongue and tiny nibbles of her teeth.
His body arched as his hips surged forward to meet her pleasure-giving lips, and one of her hands slipped between his thighs. He spread his legs slightly, giving her the room she needed to reach him, and a flash of searing heat shot through his body as her hand found the tender spheres that dangled below her bobbing head. He moved his hands to her shoulders for support as he felt all the strength leaving his body at the approach of his climax. He was poised on the edge of release for a few seconds, hanging in the balance of fantastic pleasure; then her hand squeezed his balls gently, and his body shook with tremors of ecstasy as he poured his hot, creamy fluid into her in volley after blissful, gushing volley. Her mouth never left him until he stopped shaking in her grasp. Then she lifted her head to look at him, and he fell to his knees in front of her, moving his lips to find hers.
His tongue lashed against hers, then he lifted his mouth and his lips encompassed one of her nipples. His tongue rolled it, and he clamped it between his teeth and raked it gently back and forth; then he released it, and his lips left a trail of moist, warm kisses down over her belly. She leaned back and parted her legs for him, and his lips continued their downward journey until he felt her thighs closing in on his checks. A groan of pleasure filled his cars as his mouth found her clitoris, and his tongue lashed out then there was nothing but her steady moans of delight as his tongue surged within her, setting her body on fire and driving her steadily toward the sublime sensation.
When it came, she shuddered against him and her thighs gripped him tightly. His tongue drove at her furiously, and she convulsed again and again as he strove to push her higher and higher into the realm of sexual gratification. Three times she cried out and rode the wave of absolute satisfaction, but he didn't let her stop there; he sent her over once more, and this time he had to hold her firmly with his hands as she thrashed and twisted her quaking ass against the perspiration-covered lounge. She gasped for breath as her body shook through the last tremor of her release, then she collapsed into the softness of the lounge.
Dave picked her limp body up and carried her through the glass doors, through the living room and down the hallway into the bedroom; then he dropped her lightly onto the big bed and walked toward the bathroom. He opened the shower door and adjusted the spray, returned to the bedroom and picked her up again. She looked up at him and smiled as he carried her into the bathroom and set her down in front of the shower. She leaned forward and kissed him on the shoulder.
"You know, you taste as good as you look," she said.
He laughed and spun her around, swatted her playfully on her dimpled rump and pushed her into the shower, then followed her in. She leaned back against the wall as his hands moved over her body, working the soap up into a good lather, then he gently moved her under the spray to rinse her off. He lathered and rinsed himself quickly, then shut off the water, and they stepped out. She handed him a big bath towel, and her eyes played over him as he rubbed her succulent body briskly. When he had dried her, he started on himself, and she moved her hands to his lax shaft and began to stroke it slowly.
He finished drying himself to the waist, then dropped the towel over her arm. She took it in her hands and dried the rest of him, giving his growing shaft a good rub-down.
"I really shouldn't be getting you all excited again-we've got to eat," she said.
Dave took the towel from her hands and tossed it over the shower rod. His hands slipped around her hips, and he stroked her buttocks lightly. "Go ahead, baby. I just finished eating, and you're more than enough to satisfy any man's hunger."
Her arms slipped around his waist, and he pulled her against him. The hard tips of her breasts dug into his chest as he dropped his head and kissed her. It was a long, soft kiss, and as soon as he felt her lips, her silky body went to work on him, rotating, rubbing, shifting against him, until his need for her was undeniable. When he lifted his lips from hers, she looked up at him with passion-glazed eyes, and her hand found his.
She led him down the hall to the bedroom quickly, almost running. Barbara stretched out on her back and opened her arms to him as he climbed up beside her. He ran his hands over her proud breasts, rolling the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, then he threw one leg over her and straddled her. He sat high on her waist and let his throbbing shaft settle into the valley between her mammoth breasts. Her hands moved to the sides of the big mounds, and as she pushed them in to surround his pulsing column, her eyes closed and a moan of pleasure escaped from her sensuous lips.
She rubbed the firm globes back and forth along his thi k cock, and his hips strained forward as he was enveloped by a blanket of pleasure. Slowly her hands rubbed her warm flesh against him, and his fingers dropped to work on the swollen nipples as she strove to bring him pleasure. She built him up quickly, and he lurched free and moved down over her body to slip between her open thighs. Her hands reached for him and guided to her open sheath, and at the feel of her inviting warmth, he pistoned his hips forward and drove into her. She cried out at the pain of his initial assault, but his hips moved back quickly; and with the next stroke, her cry of pain turned to one of pleasure. Dave had been close when he entered her, and it only took a few strokes for him to finish. She joined him, and they soared over the top together.
It was a long time before either of them had any desire to move; but when they could muster the strength, they rolled off the bed and he followed her into the small kitchen. They didn't bother to dress while she prepared their supper, and by the time she had it set before them, Dave felt his need rekindled and his erect shaft made the fact obvious to Barbara. She bent and kissed its pulsing tip, then moved around to her side of the table.
Dave watched her sit down, then he smiled and said, "We've got something honey ... something a lot of married couples don't have. We're completely free with each other when it comes to sex, and that gives us an edge. The only mistake we made was in thinking everyone else was like us and trying to share our pleasure with them. We learned the hard way that that wasn't true, and I think it taught both of us a good lesson."
Frank's arms moved around her, and Sue twisted slightly until her firm, high breasts rested against his sweat-covered chest. Her hand slipped between their bodies and found his cock, and he felt it growing in her grasp. He rolled over onto his back and pulled her over on top of him. The hard tips of her breasts left hot trails across his chest as they swung gently back and forth above him, and Frank reached up to pull her down to him. Her breasts flattened against him, and he felt the nipples digging into his chest as his lips found hers. Their teeth met, and his tongue fought its way through to taste the sweetness of her mouth. A groan gurgled in Sue's throat, and Frank shuddered as her hand tightened on his thick cock and began to pump feverishly.
Frank massaged her shoulders and back gently as his hand moved down the length of her back and finally found the firm mounds of her buttocks. He kneaded the flesh, and his fingers roamed over the hillocks as they kissed. Their lips parted, and he felt her breath on his cheek near his ear as she whispered, "Ohh ... I want you so badly..."
His hand stroked back and forth in the valley between the firm cheeks of her buttocks, then his finger began to probe and her body stiffened. She lifted herself high enough off him to enable her to complete their union, then slid back down onto him slowly, sighing with pleasure.
"Ohhh ... you feel so good there. I wish you were part of me..."
As she bounced and twisted above, Frank groaned, "Ohh, baby ... how I'd love to be in here all the time."
His buttocks lashed up off the bed, and his hands slipped up past her waist and came to rest just below her wildly swaying breasts. He lifted them and cupped them, then his thumbs and forefingers closed around the swollen nipples and squeezed gently. A low growl of pleasure filled the room, and her head flew back as the delicious warmth shot through his body, and the gushing, rich fluid spurted forth from the tip of his jerking cock. His hips jack-knifed, the cheeks of his buttocks tightened as his muscles knotted, and he delivered volley after volley of hot liquid into her heaving flesh.
A shriek of ecstasy gurgled deep in her throat as she felt his burning love juice pouring into her body, and Frank felt her tremors of release telegraphed through her body to him. One last jolt of passion and he finished in her, groans of delightful satisfaction spewing forth from his open mouth. She collapsed on him, and he welcomed her hot, damp body on his as they slowly rode the wave of receding passion and fought for breath.
"Oh God, that was good ... I can't remember. . . when I've felt this good,, " she gasped.
Frank groaned and stroked her back. He no longer doubted his ability to satisfy her. "That was the best ever for me, baby. You sure know how to use that luscious body of yours."
Her lips brushed over his sweat-covered chest. "Mmmmmm ... it's how you use it. You should patent that thing of yours-you'd make a fortune."
His hand found her buttocks again, and he stroked and probed her intimately, his finger dipping to touch her damp curls. "Not just mine, baby ... ours. Together we can get the ultimate out of loving."
She raised her head to look at him. "I love you, Frank," she said softly.
Their lips met, and they kissed without passion, but with great emotion.
Sue shifted her weight, and they rolled onto their sides facing each other. Her fingertips moved teasingly on his chest, over his muscled belly, and finally reached for his lax cock. Her touch sent jolts of pleasure through his body, and he leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
"Mmmmm ... you keep that up, honey, and you're going to have your hands full in a second," he teased.
Her fingers stroked and kneaded. "That's just what I had in mind," she replied.
Blood poured through him, heated to a new pitch, and she smiled and moved her body closer to him. She lifted one leg, slipped it on top of his, and began rubbing his burning, erect organ against the softness of her inner thigh. Frank groaned and turned slightly, and he felt her guiding him into the moist warmth of her crotch. She left him there, so close and yet so far, as her hands moved to cup his buttocks.
"I've done my part. Now it's your turn," she told him.
He groaned again, and his hips shot forward to meet hers. As he drove into her, the sensations of his initial thrust filled him with pleasure, and he reached for her butt. He hauled her in even tighter and began to churn in her slowly.
"Ohh Frank ... ohh..."
Suddenly he found the position uncomfortable, and he pushed her over on her back and rolled over on top of her. He rested there for a second, letting her feel him, then he started to piston his hips slowly, letting his thick cock tease and titillate her.
Her hips rotated below him, shifting in a circle on the bed, and her little moans of delight told him of the pleasure he was bringing her. His hands slipped under her moving body again, and his palms cupped the flesh of her firm buttocks, caressing them lightly, then finally holding them firmly and helping her to keep up her rotating motion under him. Her hands moved around behind him to caress his back, then her palms pressed on his shoulders and pulled him down to kiss her waiting lips. He felt her tongue surging and answered it with his own, his senses reeling under the delicious flush of need that pounded through his veins to his loins, to be transferred from his thrusting shaft to her body.
Frank began to rock from side to side on her, his movements still slow and deliberate. As he probed in her, hitting spots where she had never been touched before, she picked up his rhythm and began to roll and seesaw below him. He dropped his lips back to one of her ripe nipples and let his tongue run over it in gentle, polishing motions; then, as her hands slipped up over his back and found the back of his head to urge him on, he captured the hard tip between his tongue and the roof of his mouth and started pressing and releasing the swollen bud. Her breath was coming in ragged gasps as his lips left one nipple and moved to the other, giving it the same treatment as the first. When he lifted his head and looked down at her, her face was contorted with passion.
Her lust-glazed eyes flickered open, and she ran her tongue around the edge of her sensuous lips, replacing their dryness with a film of glistening moisture. He pulled his hands out from below her and reached for the light switch over the bed. The room was flooded with brightness, and she blinked for a few seconds until she was used to it. Frank's eyes ran over the big mounds of her breasts, and he stopped moving his hips, holding himself deep within her.
"You're too good to keep in the dark, honey. I have to see you to believe what my hands tell me."
Her hands pulled his head back down to hers, and their lips met in a hungry, passionate kiss. Sue's feet pushed the covers the rest of the way off their bodies, and he felt her grasping his tool with the strong muscles in her loins. He answered with muscle twitches of his own, and for a few minutes they gave each other pleasure by utilizing these muscles alone. When their lips parted, Sue began to undulate her belly against him, and he sensed the preliminaries were over. They had brought each other to the brink of readiness, and now their bodies cried out for fulfillment.
His palms moved under to cup the resilient mounds of her buttocks again, and he clutched the flesh as he picked up the pace and began driving at her with everything he had. His body ached with his need, and his labored, heavy breathing mixed with her irregular gasps as she twisted and gyrated her hot body below him. Her back arched up off the bed, and her hands slipped down to his back. He felt her fingernails digging into his flesh as her control snapped and she heaved her loins up to him.
The first tremor shooting through her body drove him over the top, and he unleashed his lust-juices into her shaking body in pulsing gushes of fulfilling warmth. They shook and shuddered, their bodies pressing tightly against each other, then they collapsed into the softness of the big bed, struggling for breath. Frank rolled over and brought her with him. She stretched out on top of his sweat-covered body, and her lips found his ear and whispered husky words of love.
Larry laid Tommy's lax body in the center of the big bed and smiled as he eagerly began to strip the clothing off the youth's body. Tommy had finally succumbed to the generous amount of booze Larry had poured into him.
He had been surprised at the amount of liquor Tommy had managed to consume, and wondered if it might affect the boy's ability for erection; but as he pulled Tommy's pants off, he could see the kid's stiff cock outlined under his tight shorts.
Tommy looked up at him through clouded eyes. "No, Larry, please ... I haven't done it for almost a year. I've almost got it beat."
Larry smiled and began running his hands across the wide expanse of Tommy's chest. "It's up to you, kid ... if you want me to quit, I will."
Tommy moaned and closed his eyes. "Oh God, that feels so good..."
Larry grinned and began to knead Tommy's hard, taut belly, and he felt the youth slowly relaxing and beginning to enjoy his touch. Tommy's cock lurched up and began to pulse against his belly. Larry's eyes stayed on the lean shaft as he worked at Tommy's stomach muscles sliding his hand back and forth under Tommy's burning cock now and then, and watching it jerk at his touch. Each time it moved, Tommy uttered a small moan.
Larry moved over Tommy's body slowly, reversing himself. He watched Tommy's lust-filled eyes as the youth waited expectantly. Larry leaned down and let his cheek brush back and forth over the youth's cockhead, enjoying the soft silky feel of the tightly stretched skin.
Tommy arched his back and lifted his hips. "Oh God, it's been so long..." he moaned.
Larry's body shook with excitement. The sight of Tommy's youthful, athletic body, and his resemblance to the man Larry had loved, filled him with a burning desire that cried out to be sated.
He let his tongue move out and taste the hot, burning knob, moving over it with slow, circular motions, then he moved to its very tip and probed the small slit with the end of his tongue. Tommy's body shook uncontrollably, and his hands moved to the back of Larry's head as he urged him to suck the swollen organ inside his mouth. Larry accepted the burning shaft as quickly as Tommy could feed it to him, and the room filled with his muffled moans as he began to suck it.
His mind filled with memories of his lost love, and he knew now that he had found a replacement. The feel of Tommy's cock in his mouth told him more than anything else, and his heart skipped a beat each time the lean, hot organ jerked with excitement. They had a lifetime to enjoy each other, and Larry had no intention of hurrying the pleasure. He took his time, and the bedroom filled with their hoarse breathing and groans of pleasure as he slowly pushed Tommy up to the peak and then blissfully over the top.
Frank lay stretched out on his back in the big bed. Sue's head was cradled in the crook of his arm, and he listened to her deep, rhythmic breathing. He wanted to pull her closer, overwhelmed by a warm sense of love and a purpose for living, but he didn't want to disturb her.
He had silently waited for sleep to overtake him for the past hour, but it hadn't come because he had been concentrating so hard on sorting out the significance of what had happened over the past few days. He glanced over at the luminous dials of the clock, and realized it was useless to stay in bed. Soon it would be time for him to get up anyway, and he wanted to have everything straightened out when he greeted Sue in the morning. He wanted no ill will to be left between, so he was systematically forgiving her for every little thing she had done to hurt him during the orgies. He didn't want to harbor any vengeful thoughts, because he knew how lucky he had been to see the light in time to stop the activities that would have ruined his marriage and cost him the one person who meant more to him than any other ever could.
He slipped out of bed slowly, being careful not to disturb Sue. He went to the bar in the living room and fixed himself a drink, then he crossed over, the couch and dropped down onto it.
A smile formed on his face as he thought about the pleasure he'd just given her. It had taken him time to learn, and Sue had needed time too, but the price had almost been too great. They had managed to get out before it was too late, but he couldn't help but wonder how many other couples found themselves in the same predicament he and Sue had been in a few weeks ago. He wondered how many of them would come to their senses in time to save their marriages from the almost certain destruction that results from misguided swap fever.