When you try to snag a couple into the swapping game unawares, their reactions can be quite varied. Nick's reaction was anger and Ursula's was to join right in. As Kenneth Walker and Peter Fletcher say in their book, Sex And Society: "The development of sexuality in both sexes follows a well-defined course dictated by the impulse to convert ill-defined hunger into love by the discovery of the appropriate environmental counterpart. This search begins in the self with the self as object, and the phase is marked by narcissistic reveries... Efforts have therefore to be made to discharge emotional tension into other activities. Sooner or later, however, they are likely to fail, and then the search is renewed until a 'proper object of desire' has been found in a person. If the T eventually succeeds in meeting its 'Thou' hunger is at last transmuted into love." The advice given to Nick and Ursula by the old time swappers was only for their own good. When they elected to take that advice it was the old-timers who decided they had had enough of the mate-trading game. Their reaction was to turn the whole ball of wax over to the younger generation.
CHAPTER ONE
Yvonne Jacobs stretched her lush 37-22-34 body under the sheet and waited impatiently for her husband to finish his shower. Finally the bathroom door opened, and Gordon walked out. His eyes moved to the enticing outline of her nude form under the sheet, and then up to her angelic face, surrounded by her long, fiery red hair.
The sight of her, the smell of her ready for him brought his big cock up hard and throbbing, and Yvonne let out a soft moan as she watched him coming toward her.
She wanted him; she wanted him badly. She would rather have had a man who would take the time to work her up frantically before fucking her, but that wasn't possible, so she wanted him.
He stripped the sheet off the bed and dropped down onto her; then he settled between her open thighs and drove his big, throbbing cock into her flowing, ready pussy. He began to fuck her hard, ignoring her soft cries to be gentle; and in a few moments she was part of him, her body lurching up off the bed to bring his cock even deeper into her clutching cunt.
It was fast, hard and raw, ending with Gordon groaning huskily as he spewed his burning streams of hot semen into her, doubling her shattering climax. When he had finished in her, he pulled his cock out and rolled over onto his side with his back to her.
"That was good, honey, real good."
In a few minutes, Yvonne heard him begin to breathe rhythmically and knew he was asleep. She smiled and rolled over onto her side. He was good to her, and she loved him. He lacked finesse in his lovemaking, but in time she would correct that. She was sure their newfound sport of swapping with Frank and Lavina would help Gordon find that a woman liked to be worked up slowly, and it was surely giving her the slow loving she needed. God, Frank could turn her on...
She began to think about the week-long camping trip ahead, and her body tingled with anticipation as it awaited sleep.
* * *
Ursula Milano was usually extremely careful about making sure that she wasn't ever alone with her cousin, but Frank Miller caught her off guard as he moved quietly into the kitchen and crept up behind her. A smile formed on his handsome, chiseled features as he slipped his arms around her and cupped her full, proud breasts. Before Ursula could pull away from him, he was kneading and squeezing the firm mounds.
"Oh, baby... they're still as firm as they were when you were letting me suck them. I'll bet your hot little cunt's still as tight too."
Ursula wrenched herself away from him, throwing her stacked, five-nine 39-23-37 form across the room; then she spun around to face him, her long, silky blonde hair flying.
"I told you, Frank, it's over. Now, for christ sake get out of here before Nick and Lavina come back."
Frank laughed and reached down with his hand to cup the massive bulge in the front of his pants. He let out a soft sigh as he rubbed it, letting his eyes move over Ursula's beautiful body as he did it.
"Who are you trying to kid, baby? You can't forget it just like that. We balled for two whole years, and we'd still be fucking ourselves silly if you hadn't gotten jealous because I married Lavina."
Ursula wanted to tell him he was wrong, but even now she could feel her body tingling from the feel of his hands on her breasts, and she knew that she had little will power when it came to Frank. She'd been drawn to him in her ripe seventeenth year; and despite the fact that he was her senior by four years and her cousin to boot, they had had a real torrid affair. It was over now; it had to be. Yet, whenever he was near her, she could feel herself attracted to his powerful, five-ten, one hundred eighty pound, muscularly proportioned body.
She was half-pleading with him when she finally found her voice.
"Please, Frank, I love Nick; I don't want to ruin that."
Frank had no intention of letting it go that easily, not after seeing how worked up she got just from having him cop a feel. If the door hadn't opened in the next room, he would have pushed his advantage; but at the sound, he just grinned.
"Okay, baby. You'll change your mind soon enough; I can wait."
Nick Milano surged into the room with his usual happy grin. He looked over at Ursula and laughed.
"Hey, baby, you should see that camper; it's just like we've been talking about. And Lavina has come up with a great suggestion... " He looked back at the stunning five foot six brunette sporting a lush 38-22-36 build, and then over at Frank.
"Your wife has invited Ursula and I to come along with you and the other couple when you head into the bush."
He looked back at Ursula.
"It'll give us a chance to see if the truck and camper is exactly what we're looking for."
Frank looked over at Lavina and gave her a dirty look. The week had been planned for a long time, and he was looking forward to swapping with Gordon and Yvonne Jacobs; having Ursula and Nick along would screw the whole deal. Lavina avoided his eyes as she moved over beside Nick and Ursula.
"You'll have a lot of last minute things to get settled. Frank and I'll get the hell out of here; we'll pick you up Monday morning bright and early."
She turned and started for the door; and Frank moved after her, his anger building.
* * *
Frank waited until they were in the cab of the Merc three-quarter ton; then he looked over at Lavina.
"Why the fuck did you invite them along? Christ, you know what we had planned."
Lavina fixed her eyes on his.
"You're always telling me how hot Ursula was in bed when you were screwing her; I didn't think you'd mind having her come along."
Frank chuckled.
"Hell, no, she'd be a lot of fun. I'm sure Gord and Yvonne would enjoy her too, but she can hardly pitch in with Nick around."
Lavina smiled.
"Oh, I don't know; maybe Nick will go for the swapping bit too."
Frank grew angry again.
"Nick would never go for it; you know that."
Lavina looked away from him. "Don't be too sure."
Ursula was awake for some time after Nick dropped off to sleep. She didn't like the idea of them joining in on the camping expedition. It was difficult enough for her to ward off Frank's advances when they saw each other only once or twice a month; a week with him was going to be one hell of a strain, and she knew it.
The whole thing puzzled her. It was obvious that the suggestion came as a surprise as much to Frank as it had to her; that meant that this wasn't something Frank had pushed; it was something Lavina had taken on herself.
It wasn't like Lavina to suggest the four of them get together; she had been more than just a little cool toward Ursula ever since Frank had spilled the beans to her about the affair between the two of them. Lavina had never said anything about it, but " there had been a very noticeable change.
Lavina wasn't the type of person to do something without a reason; and no matter how Ursula looked at it, she couldn't see any good coming out of the trip. She wished she'd managed to stop it somehow before Nick had accepted, but there was nothing she could do about it now except to hope that her fears were unfounded.
CHAPTER TWO
Ursula had begun to feel that her early fears about the outcome of the trip were completely unwarranted. After four hours on the road and two drinks, she had come to fully enjoy the somehow suddenly warm company of Lavina, and the newfound friendship between herself and Yvonne was budding beautifully.
She found herself sincerely liking the short redhead, finding her honest and surprisingly open. The three of them had been having a ball in the back of the camper, freed for the time being from the over-riding pressure of the men who were in the cab of the truck. When Lavina wandered across the small camper offering a third drink, she took it without a second thought, completely enjoying the company and the free feeling that leaving the city had given her.
If things kept up this way, they were going to have a real fun week.
* * *
Frank wheeled the big Merc three-quarter ton into the service station and braked to a stop in front of the pumps. He switched the engine off and stretched; then he looked over at Nick.
"Tell the girls to hop out and stretch their legs; the traveling might be a little rough from here on in."
Nick reached for the intercom between the cab and the camper; then he changed his mind. He could use a little exercise himself; and he opened the door and hopped down, then moved around to the back of the camper.
Gordon waited for a second, then looked over at Frank.
"What's the story?"
Frank shrugged. "That damn Lavina; she just pulled it out of a hat. I wasn't even expecting it when she asked them to come along."
Gordon frowned. "I gather from that look I got when you picked us up that they don't swap."
Frank nodded his head in agreement. "Far from it; they've probably never even thought about it."
Gordon didn't try to hide his disappointment.
"That's just fucking great. I damn near get fired arranging this week off so we can have a ball, and now it's out the window."
Frank didn't really believe what he was going to say, but he wanted to ease Gordon's frustration a little.
"Lavina seems to think she can talk Nick into it; who knows, maybe she can. If she does, there'll be no trouble with Ursula; she's a fucking nymph. I was fucking her almost before she knew what it was for."
A ray of hope was apparent in Gordon's face. "Your cousin; christ, that's rich." Frank grinned broadly.
"Not rich, buddy, a lot of fun; she's a real wildcat in bed."
He opened his door and swung his legs out.
"C'mon, let's get the tanks topped up. I'm interested in finding out what Lavina's got up her sleeve; the sooner we get to the lake, the better."
They climbed out of the cab; and Yvonne wandered around the side of the camper toward them, out of sight of the others. Frank took time to cup one of her full breasts as he passed her.
"Getting hot, baby? Not long now."
She flashed him one of her most sultry smiles and then walked past him to Gordon.
"What's going on? Obviously Ursula doesn't know what the whole point of this trip is all about."
Gordon shrugged and leaned against the side of the truck. "Lavina's idea. Apparently she thinks she can convince them to join in on the fun."
Yvonne shrugged her shoulders. "Well, isn't that just great. You'd think they'd have asked us what we thought of the deal."
Gordon glanced toward the back of the truck.
"Don't say they; this was all Lavina's idea. C'mon, we'd better mix."
Frank cornered Lavina on the other side of the truck.
"Look, you'd better have some pretty good ideas, baby; Gordon and Yvonne are turned right off as of now. Your little idea could fuck the whole week for us."
Lavina's features hardened.
"Don't play the wheel with me, Frankie baby; it doesn't impress me. I just got fed up with hearing how good Ursula was in bed, so I thought I'd have a look for myself. Besides, it seemed like a good idea at the time to make everything even; you've fucked Nick's wife, so I should get a crack at Nick."
She turned and left him standing there. She pasted a smile on her face when she reached the rear of the camper.
"C'mon, girls, let's go into the bar."
The other two women let out a burst of laughter and followed her up into the camper. Frank swore softly and then turned and walked into the office to pay for the gas.
The road into the lake wasn't nearly as bad as the map had indicated it might be, and the powerful four-wheel drive had no trouble bulling its way through thirty miles of ex-logging road.
Frank grinned as he saw the shimmering rays of late afternoon sunlight reflecting off the water through the trees.
"There she is. Fantastic, isn't it? And nobody without a four-wheel drive would even attempt to get in here; we've got it all to ourselves."
Nick was really pleased with the lake. As the truck worked its way along the edge, he grinned broadly.
"Man, this is living. Find a spot to park this rig; I can hardly wait to get in for a swim."
Frank went a few hundred feet farther; then, when he spotted a clear area where he could get the rig down to the lake, he pulled off and stopped the truck. Nick was out the door before it stopped rolling. He grinned back at them as he started off along the shoreline.
"I'll be back in a half hour or so; there's nothing like a skinny-dip to wash off the dust."
Gordon grinned and shook his head.
"He's a real nature bug, isn't he?"
Frank nodded and glanced back into the camper.
"So am I. Let's go back and get things started. I've got some scores to settle."
Gordon had no idea what he was talking about, but he followed him out of the truck and back to the camper door. Frank pulled it open and climbed in with Gordon behind him.
They found the three women more than a little drunk, and Frank grinned widely as he looked over at Ursula. She wasn't used to booze, and a little went a long way; he remembered a small detail and his grin broadened.
Booze turned Ursula on sexually.
Lavina had really cut into him this afternoon, and he was about to make her regret her comment. In a low, controlled voice, he addressed all of them.
"Okay, group, let's fuck."
Yvonne choked on her drink. She had been carefully avoiding any sex talk because it was obvious to her that Ursula didn't have it on her mind.
Gordon paled slightly, sensing a confrontation of some kind.
Lavina looked directly at Frank, letting her eyes meet his. In that brief second, she realized why he'd said it; and she began to burn inside.
Ursula dropped her glass, and they all turned to look at her. Frank grinned.
"Don't panic, baby. We've been swapping bed partners with Gord and Yvonne for some time now; they dig group sex. Nick is out swimming; he won't be back for at least a half-hour. You've got the chance of a lifetime, baby, a chance to reopen a hell of a good fucking match."
Ursula tried frantically to think through the cloud of booze that befuddled her mind. One thing registered on her, each and every person in the camper was aware that she had been Frank's lover, and they weren't shocked by his suggestion. They were staring at her, waiting for her reaction.
She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came. Just before Frank and Gordon had entered the camper, she had been thinking about how horny the booze was making her, how ready she was to make love to Nick. She'd been praying they'd get to the lake soon, so she could have his big cock in her, thrilling her...
Frank didn't give her a chance to clear the cobwebs out of her mind. He turned to face Lavina. "Show her, baby; give it to Gord."
Lavina knew he was using her, but she didn't give a damn; she wanted it. She stood up and stripped off her blouse and skirt. Then she turned to face all of them, her eyes settling on Gordon's face. She reached around behind her back and opened the hooks of her bra; then she peeled the big cups off slowly, letting her big, firm tits pop free. She was now the center of attention, and she was enjoying it fully. Her single object was to turn Gordon on, despite the obvious hesitancy on his part to fuck her with Ursula looking on.
She was performing for him and him alone. Looking directly at him, she ran her fingertips slowly over her huge, proud breasts and then slid them slowly down over her hips and began to push her brief bikini panties off.
Nobody said anything; Lavina held the floor, and she knew how to draw attention and hold it.
She arched her back slightly, showing her big mounds off to their best advantage; then she kicked her panties off and moved her hands up to her breasts and cupped them. She lifted them, holding them out to Gordon; and he let out a hoarse gasp of desire and moved his hands to his own clothing.
He stripped slowly, keeping his eyes on Lavina as she stood before him, her legs spread and her hands resting on her hips. His eyes roved over her full breasts, then down over her slightly curved belly to the dark triangle of wiry bush covering her slit. He noted the droplets of moisture that had already formed there, and so did everybody else in the camper. All of them could smell her need, almost taste it.
Just the sight of her was enough to start Gordon's prick pulsing hotly. Ursula had been horny enough before the show started, and now she could feel the flames of desire licking hotly between her thighs. Resisting Frank had always been a wild battle for her, and there was no way that she could resist him now as he crossed over to her and pulled her up against him.
She welcomed the feel of his arms as they went around her. She let out an involuntary moan of desire, and her hand slipped down the front of his body and grasped his thick, pulsing cock through his tight pants. The feel of it added to the fires burning brightly in her loins, and she let out an animal cry of need that sent shivers of expectation up Frank's spine.
"I knew you wanted it, baby; you had to."
He picked her up in his arms, then carried her over to the cab-over bunk and tossed her up onto it. Her eyes met his briefly, and he grinned as he began to strip away his clothing.
He was completely oblivious to the others now as he moved his hands to his pants and shoved the zipper down.
Gordon shoved his shorts down, then kicked them off his feet. Lavina's lust-filled eyes never left his stiff, swaying cock once it had lurched into view.
"Hurry, baby, momma needs it; she needs it bad... " Lavina seemed to go wild as she stared at his muscular, powerful body; and she couldn't wait any longer to claim it for her own.
Gordon looked over toward Frank.
"Make room, buddy; we haven't got time to make up another bunk."
Lavina hurried over to the ladder leading to the cab-over bunk. She climbed it quickly and stretched out beside Ursula. Gordon was right behind her, and the second he hit the bed, he dropped between her thighs. Then he grasped his big, hard cock at the base and guided the big knob to her swollen, moist lips. He drove his hips forward.
Lavina let out a yelp of pure animal pleasure as she felt his throbbing, swollen prick rip into her; her body shook, and she reached up to wrap her arms around him.
"Go, baby, go."
Passionate need pounded through Ursula's temples as she watched them connect; and she looked back down to see Frank, who was climbing up the ladder, his stiff cock throbbing hotly from between his thighs. She took one look at it, then groaned and reached for the zipper at the back of her dress and pulled it down.
Frank dropped down on top of her, and his lips ground against hers in a deep, passionate kiss that helped her to forget that this was wrong, so wrong...
Lavina was lost in a world of her own. She cared about nothing now but the feel of Gordon's hard, throbbing knob as it began to probe deeper into her hot cunt. She let out a high-pitched screech of pure pleasure and arched her back upward as he began another stroke into her encompassing, molten chasm; and Gordon groaned huskily as he felt the blood-engorged, thick, hot flesh surrounding his knob, sucking at it, grasping it, milking it.
His hands went down under her raised ass; and he cupped the firm, dimpled cheeks, pulling her up to him, kneading and massaging the hot flesh as he hammered his big prick back into her again.
Lavina's hot cunt was, as always, more than ready for him; and in six furious strokes he had completely buried his big tool in her, and his heavy, aching balls were slapping against the cheeks of her hot ass.
* * *
The kiss lasted a long time, and through it Ursula was reliving past memories of what she had found in Frank's arms. The wonder of his gentle, yet wild lovemaking, the feel of his hard cock invading her cunt, her mouth, her ass... all the strange, weird, wonderful thrills he had introduced her to so long ago came back to her. She faded from "the present and became part of the past; and when Frank lifted his lips, she was his once again, without question, unequivocally.
Frank's muscular chest heaved with need as he looked down at her.
"It's been a long time, baby; we've got a lot of catching up to do."
He hauled off her bra and panties, slowly, ceremoniously; and Ursula shuddered and closed her eyes as a delirious flash of desire swept through her.
There was no turning back for her now; she gave herself completely to Frank's masculine virility, to his deeply bronzed and muscular body, the broad shoulders, massive barrel chest. Her eyes moved over him, reliving the past, taking in his washboard-hard belly, and the huge swaying cock and heavy balls below.
She wanted him... god, how she wanted him...
"Hurry... fuck me... fuck me... " She was screaming it at him; and Frank grinned, then dropped down between her wildly spread thighs and grabbed his cock to move it to the open, swollen lips of her cunt. The instant the bulbous, throbbing knob brushed her, she threw herself up to him; and he hammered his big prick into her willing flesh.
* * *
Lavina didn't believe in doing anything half-heartedly, and sex was no exception. She rode Gordon's thrusting cock wildly. Her legs were wrapped tightly around him. Her fingernails raked over his chest and shoulders.
Gordon loved the feel of her when he fucked her. He was always attuned to her wild animal need; and he gave her everything he had, letting her feel his big, throbbing knob from every possible angle as he drove it in and out with a deliciously slow and tantalizing frenzy.
* * *
Ursula felt like a woman deprived of food suddenly loose in a supermarket. She went wild, unable to get enough of Frank's hammering cock, shrieking at him to make it harder, deeper. Her fingernails tore into his buttocks, pulling him deeper as he began to pick up the pace and slam the thick, meaty shaft of his hot cock deeper and deeper.
He was burying his massive prick up to the balls in her hot flesh on each stroke. He fucked her hard, furiously, to match the fires that burned in her churning vagina. He was giving her what she wanted, what she needed, sensing her mood as he always had, shoving his mighty poker deeper and deeper into her thrashing form.
* * *
Fucking in front of a stranger seemed to make Lavina's body even more thrilling than usual for Gordon, and he reached his peak quickly. He felt his big, aching nuts lurch, and he groaned as he poised on the threshold of blowing his stones. Lavina sensed his impending release, and she urged his big shaft completely into her thrashing, twisting body. Then she felt the massive knob jerking and spewing forth a rich, creamy payload of gushing come.
It flooded into her very depths; and she lunged forward, sucking his tool even deeper as she shot over the top with him. Gordon emptied his balls into her violently, filling her with the thick deluge of molten semen that she had worked so hard to get.
The sound of them going, making it together, pushed Ursula over with them. Her body shook wildly as the first wave of pleasure ripped through her, and her clutching cunt automatically grasped and milked Frank's deeply buried prick. The feel of it was enough to push him over the top. As the first stream of hot semen burst into her, his husky groans of animal pleasure melded with her soft whimpers of ecstasy; and they became one.
The four of them dropped down onto the bunk in utter exhaustion. Yvonne, who had yanked up her skirt and fingered herself while she watched them, was the first to speak.
"Hey, how about poor little me?"
Frank lifted his head from Ursula's breast and grinned over at her.
"You and Lavina go and surprise him; Gord and I can keep Ursula entertained for awhile."
Lavina moved eagerly off the bunk; and while she was climbing down the ladder, Ursula raised her head.
"No... please, don't... " Frank cut her off.
"Relax, baby; they aren't going to hurt him, just fuck him... " He laughed and looked over at Yvonne.
"Better strip first; you'll have to take him by surprise and get to him before he knows what hit him."
Frank didn't wait for an answer; instead he dropped his head and burrowed it between Ursula's thighs. He covered her oozing slit with his mouth for a second, blowing and sucking on it; then he shoved his tongue inside and began to tongue-fuck her slowly. Ursula managed one final mutter of protest; then she was overcome with the wonder of his surging, hot lance.
He kept at her for a few minutes until she was on fire; then he lifted his head and licked his lips.
"You taste just as good as you used to, baby, maybe better."
Ursula didn't want words; she wanted loving.
"Fuck me, for christ sake... put this fire out... " Frank grinned as he eyed her wildly spread legs; then he looked over at Gordon, who was stroking a stiff hard-on.
"Go ahead, buddy, the lady's asking to be fucked; give it to her."
Gordon felt beads of sweat breaking out on his upper lip as he looked down at the open, moist lips of her cunt nestled hotly beneath her shimmering blonde curls; then he took Frank's place quickly and let out a guttural moan of desire as he dropped down on her.
Without hesitation he slammed his big, thick prick completely into her with four vicious strokes, and Ursula met his wild movements with a high-pitched, animal-like cry of need as she thrust her hips upward to receive his deliciously throbbing hunk of meat.
Gordon fucked her hard, striving to fill her with his big cock. She was a new lay for him, and he thrilled to the feel of her wild cunt as it grasped and churned against his big, deeply imbedded prick.
It should have been enough for Ursula, but it wasn't. Frank had opened the gate to a secret and powerful urge, and she wanted everything she could get now. She threw her head back and screamed.
"In the ass, too... Frank... in the ass... it's been so long... I want to feel it both ways... " A grin flooded Frank's face at the sound of her words. He remembered how much she liked to get a cock up the ass, how she thrilled to the feel of it. It hadn't even crossed his mind; but now that she had asked for it, he found himself wanting, it as badly as she did. The thought of making a threesome with them appealed to him greatly, and he didn't hesitate to make it a reality.
He shifted his way across the bunk, then none-too-gently pushed them over on their sides and moved in behind Ursula's clenching and releasing, wildly humping ass, Gordon had always dreamed about the wonder of a threesome, of fucking a broad while another guy was reaming her ass; but he had never even hoped it would become a reality. The thought was enough to send a raging torrent of desire through him, and he began to fuck the living hell out of Ursula's deliciously tight cunt.
The feel of it spurred Ursula on. She was close to going, and she wanted him to get into her ass before she went.
"Hurry, Frank... for christ sake... hurry... " She pushed Gordon over onto his back and began to ride him frantically. At first he tried to lead her movements; then he gave up and leaned back to relax as she did all the work.
Frank positioned himself behind Ursula's bouncing ass and then checked himself for a second; Ursula had probably not had it anally for some time, and he didn't want to hurt her. This first episode had to whet her appetite so she'd want more, not turn her off; he'd have to take it easy with her.
He took his tool firmly by the base as he moved into position above Ursula's twitching ass; then he carefully, almost lovingly transferred spit from his mouth to his big knob. When he had it well-lubricated, he shoved his index finger into her juicy slit just above Gordon's blissfully fucking prick. He held it there for a second, then pulled it out and parted the cheeks of Ursula's ass with his left hand. He shifted his index finger to the puckered brown entrance nestled hotly between her dimpled hillocks; then he teased the surface of the tight little hole for a second before shoving his finger inside.
Ursula moaned with pleasure at the first exploratory probe and ground herself downward onto Gordon's deeply imbedded cock.
Frank knew from experience that she was close to going; and he moved quickly, reaching for the base of his big, powerfully cocked organ. He spread her cheeks a little wider with his left hand, then edged the heart-shaped, glistening knob forward and pushed gently.
At first pain filled Ursula as the big head stretched her flesh, and she pulled away from him; but when it popped through the tight gates to her anus, the pain ebbed and was replaced with pleasure. She moaned softly and pushed back against him as he began to shove it into her slowly, with small, careful strokes.
* * *
It took Yvonne and Lavina a little while to find the pile of clothes that Nick had casually left on the edge of the beach. They looked at one another and smiled at the find; then Lavina looked out toward the water. It took her a second to locate Nick's splashing form in the waning light; then she turned to face Yvonne.
"Look, it's going to be hard enough to get him going by myself; if he sees you, he'll freeze. Go and lay low until I get him started; then join in on the fun."
Yvonne wasn't too happy with the idea, but she accepted it and made her way into the dense bush a few feet, then settled down to watch.
Lavina hesitated for a second, then started out toward the water.
* * *
It had been a long time since Ursula had felt the wonder of having two cocks enter her simultaneously, and she was reveling in the sensations that swept through her. She was on fire with the wonder of it.
She let out a wild cry of delight with each powerful upward plunge of Gordon's massive dork, and the instantaneous complimenting surge of Frank's huge cock as it slipped into her tight ass from above. The combined effect of having both cocks entering and leaving her was fantastic.
She ground downward against Gordon, sucking his hot cock even further into her gnawing twat and welcomed each of Frank's slow borings as he rolled forward on his knees, pushing his throbbing hunk of meat deeper into her rectum.
* * *
Nick spotted the strongly swimming form coming toward him soon after it left shore. He smiled as he floated lazily, waiting for it to approach him. It had to be Ursula; no other thought even entered his mind. After all, it was obvious that he was nude; he'd told the others that he was going skinny-dipping, and his clothes were on the shore.
It wasn't until Lavina was just a few feet away that he saw her long dark hair and did a double take. He was too surprised to speak for a few seconds, and she was right up beside him before he got hold of himself and shifted away, leaving only his head out of the water.
"Hey, you crazy? I'm not wearing a bathing suit, you know."
He said it half-jokingly, and Lavina laughed.
"That's all right; neither am I."
Nick didn't know what the hell to say. Maybe the others were all coming in too, and they were all going to skinny-dip. It wasn't exactly the most proper thing to do, but it was almost dark, and what could happen with all six of them there?
He could looked past her to the shore.
"Where are the others?"
Lavina shrugged.
"Busy. What's wrong; don't you want company?"
Nick shook his head.
"No, it's not that... I just... " She duck-dived before he could answer, and he caught a flash of her nude, dimpled buttocks. His words drifted off, and he felt a wave of excitement moving through him. He wasn't exactly proud of it, but that didn't make it disappear. He felt his cock stir slightly, and he pushed all thoughts of her naked ass out of his mind and dove under the water.
She stayed with him, swimming playfully; and after a while he half forgot about their nakedness. It wasn't until he started to swim into shore that he was totally aware of it again. She started to follow him, and he paused.
"Look, give me a chance to get dressed, and then I'll turn my back while you come out."
Lavina laughed.
"What the hell for? That would spoil all the fun."
Nick didn't say anything for a second; he just stared at her. It was quite obvious now that she wanted them to be together nude... christ, she wanted more than that. He couldn't understand it, and he thought she must be kidding him.
"Look, I'm a married man, remember?"
Lavina smirked and nodded.
"I'm a married woman too; that's what makes it so much fun."
Nick could see there was no sense in talking to her. She was obviously just trying to give him a hard time, and he wasn't particularly amused by it. The thought of Ursula finding the two of them together swimming nude didn't sound too good. He turned and started for the beach with powerful strokes, sure that she would follow him only so far and then quit.
* * *
Gordon was really wild about this fuck. First there was the fact that it was his first group session. Added to that was the fact that it was the first time he had fucked Ursula. Put those two facts together with the wonder of having Frank ass-fuck her at the same time, and it added up to a quick finish for him.
He let out a husky groan, and his buttocks clenched as the first gushing stream of molten, rich come erupted in spurting gushes deep inside Ursula's milking, clutching cunt. The instant the hot stream cut into her, she shot over the top, wild shudders of ecstasy tearing through her; and the feel of it was enough to bring Frank to the point of ejaculation.
He drove his cock forward in a firm, powerful stroke, burying it to the hot, heavy balls in the embracing flesh of her ass. The huge knob jerked, and Ursula whimpered with pleasure as she felt herself being filled with wads of hot come from both sides.
Over and over they pumped their rich, creamy semen into her, wildly, uttering husky groans of gratification. It was something that Ursula had all but forgotten; and it made her feel good, so damn good to be satisfying both of them.
* * *
Nick had gone no farther than fifteen feet across the beach toward his clothes when Lavina tackled him, grabbing him around the waist and pulling him down to the ground. He was taken completely off balance; and before he had a chance to react, she had him pinned on his back and her lips were clamped to his. She was grinding her lower body against him frantically as her tongue surged into his mouth and found his.
It was then that Nick should have fought her, pushed her off; but although he willed it deep inside, nothing happened. Instead he felt his cock lurch and begin to grow against the thick mat of cunt hair pressing against it; he felt his tongue inching over to meet hers.
Raw animal lust surged through him, and Lavina knew she had him.
She held his lips for a long time just to be sure; then, in one swift motion, she lifted her head and moved it down over his body. Before he knew what she intended she had the knob of his semi-erect cock in her mouth, and she was working on it with the most experienced mouth he'd ever imagined.
Nick let out a soft moan of mixed surrender and pleasure; then he closed his eyes and gave himself to her. His huge cock shot into its fully erect state, giving Lavina one hell of a task. She had never felt anything as big, and a fleeting thought shot through her mind as she began to blow him in earnest.
He's hung like a horse... all these years I've been ignoring him... christ, have I got some catching up to do...
* * *
When Ursula came down from the soaring pinnacle of sensual oblivion, she found Frank kneeling over her, grinning down as his eyes took in her glittering, lush, perspiration-covered body.
"God, baby, you're as wild as you ever were."
He dropped down slightly and nuzzled his lips against her neck. The instant his hot body touched hers, she was once again aware of how much she wanted him. The warmth of him, the feel of the matted blond hair on his chest brushing against her nipples caused an immediate reaction in the partially relaxed buds. They grew hard, then began to pulse hotly, digging into the flesh of his muscular chest.
The feel of her nipples growing stiff thrilled Frank. He began to move above her, brushing along the hot, lush length of her silky, tawny flesh. He bent his head and ground his demanding lips down onto hers, and she gave forth a muffled cry of need as she felt his tongue surge forth into her mouth.
* * *
Yvonne had remained concealed in the bushes as she watched Lavina slowly, gloriously blow Nick; and as she stepped out of the brush and moved across toward them, she could see Nick stretched out on his back beside Lavina, who was playing with his big cock possessively. The sight of his massive prick unshrouded and fully erect in all its glory shook her for a second, and she could do nothing but stare at it in wide-eyed admiration; then she finally managed to speak.
"My god... I've never seen one that big. Is it real?"
Nick came out of his passion-induced blankness and opened his eyes. "What the hell... " Lavina looked down at him and grinned. "Share the wealth, they say."
She released his big, hard prick and moved back as Yvonne dropped down on him. Before he knew what was happening, she was straddling his huge tool; then she had it encircled fully with her hand as she began to work it into her cunt.
Nick made a move to stop her, but suddenly he didn't have the strength. Lavina had worked his thick cock damn close to ejaculation as she jacked him off, and the feel of Yvonne's hot twat claiming him was too much to fight. He let out a husky groan of surprised pleasure and closed his eyes.
"Jeez... this is crazy... wild... " Yvonne had never felt anything so big as the hunk of meat that was fighting to enter her eager, churning cunt. He was huge. The thought of taking him all thrilled her to the core, and she gave everything she had to doing just that. Finally, after some struggle, she managed to bring her ass down on his thighs and take his entire root into her hungry pussy.
She yelped with delight, and Lavina couldn't stand to watch any longer. She moved over Nick's face, then knelt down, shoving her dripping cunt against his face.
Yvonne began to move above him, twisting slowly, rotating her hot, firm ass against his thighs and lifting and dropping herself on his big, throbbing prick. The feel of her hot cunt embracing his surging cock sent Nick wild, and he burrowed his mouth into Lavina's dripping crotch. His tongue probed deep inside and began to move around slowly, exploring and tantalizing the hot flesh nestled inside the moist, burning slit.
* * *
Frank continued to kiss Ursula passionately as he brushed his huge, hard cock back and forth over the swollen, tingling, wet lips of her cunt.
Ursula had never met a man who could equal Frank in a kiss. His mouth could do more for her than hours of having another man feel and stroke her. He turned on her with his mouth and tongue, bringing her alive, a wild surge of pure animal lust sweeping through her. Her loins seemed to explode and begin to burn slowly.
Her hips began to churn upward off the bunk against him as she attempted to get the knob of his cock between her burning cuntlips; but it had taken Frank a long time to get into her pants again, and now that he had satisfied his original urge, he wanted to take her slowly, victoriously. He loved the feel of her, hot and eager against him, begging with her body to have his cock claim her again. He wanted to be sure that she would never turn him down again.
He lifted his lips from hers and bent his head down so he could capture one of her hard, swollen nipples in his mouth; and as his lips closed around it and his tongue went into action on it, rolling and lapping, Ursula's mouth opened and a low moan slipped through her tightly clenched teeth.
He knew all the places to touch her, some of which Nick still hadn't discovered. He was gentle, yet forceful, knowing what she wanted and giving it to her eagerly, unashamedly. Ursula had spent a long time building up a wall against this unnatural desire for her cousin; and now that the wall had crumbled, all the fierce, wanton need she had for him came to the fore and made everything else incidental.
Her hands shifted down over his muscular back and buttocks slowly, then surged between their bodies until she was clutching at the magnificent staff of Frank's swollen cock. The feel of her hands on his stiff rod brought a muffled groan from Frank, and he sucked her nipple deeply into his mouth, capturing it between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. He polished and lolled it passionately, bringing his teeth into play and nibbling at the hard, pulsating bud.
He worked on the eager, pulsating morsel for a good five minutes, treating it wildly with his tongue; then he lifted his head and looked down into her passion-clouded eyes.
"How about a blow job, baby? I've never met a broad that could top you when it came to sucking a cock."
Frank didn't wait for her to answer; he didn't have to. He rolled over onto his back and pulled her on top of him. Ursula's eyes settled on his stiff prick as she moved, and she let out a long gasp of need. Frank grasped her head firmly between his hands and pushed her downward.
She allowed him to guide her, more than willing to do his bidding. Frank grinned broadly and leaned back to relax and enjoy it.
"Suck my balls, baby; make my nuts ache to fill you."
Ursula buried her face in his crotch, sucking his nuts gently, drawing first one and then the other into her mouth, lapping at them, sucking on them gently, lovingly.
Frank reached down for her hips and grasped them firmly, then began to pull her up into a half crouch.
"Get your ass up, baby; let Gord screw you dogstyle while you're doing it to me."
Gordon had been sitting on the bunk beside them, watching, his breath coming in short gasps, and clutching a giant-sized hard-on that wouldn't quit. He let out a happy groan at the mention of him joining in; and the instant Ursula began to raise herself on her knees, he began to move across the bunk.
He stared for a split-second at her full, firm, dimpled cheeks; then he let out a husky groan and reached for her.
He grasped Ursula firmly around the hips and moved the shimmering, smooth knob of his stiff cock between her open, dripping cuntlips; then he hammered his hips forward, slamming a good two inches of thick, burning tool inside.
A shudder of wonder swept through Ursula with that first powerful jab. She froze for a second, lost in the pure bliss of it as Gordon began to thrust his hips back and forth wildly, shoving more and more cock into her until he had the entire length of his thick shaft buried in her open, willing cunt.
Ursula let out a muffled moan as she felt the thick organ deep inside her throbbing with desire. Her body reacted; her cunt tightened around the pulsing knob, clutching it eagerly; and she trembled with pleasure.
"Oh god... it's too much... oh... " Her hips began to move as she rotated her buttocks against Gordon; and he groaned and began to move slowly back and forth, letting her fully enjoy each long stroke of his big, burning prick.
The feel of her shivering with pleasure against Frank brought his own need rumbling to the surface, and he couldn't deny himself the exquisite pleasure of feeling her mouth clamp around his prick any longer. He lifted her head, forcing her to release his tingling balls from her mouth; then he pulled it tightly to him, pressing her lips against the throbbing head of his massive cock.
"Go, baby... go... " Ursula wanted to blow him; she wanted to suck the spurting juice out of his cock. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth, and Frank gasped with delight and lifted himself slightly up off the bunk as she began to work on his hot meat.
"That's it, baby... nice and slow... make it last... " Memories flooded Ursula's passion-clouded mind. She knew how much bursting semen Frank could deliver if he was blown slowly, lovingly; and she wanted it that way this time, so badly, so desperately.
Her tongue snaked downward to the base of his thick tool and then lower until it was once again moving back and forth over his hairy balls. Frank groaned with desire and took his right hand away from her head. He reached for the base of his throbbing prick and forced it upward until it was standing straight up from the thick mat of curls at its base.
"Now... christ, I want to shove it down your throat... " Ursula let out a deep moan and moved to do what he asked. The second her lips touched his knob, he felt her shiver; and then he watched with exquisite delight as her tongue slipped out from between her sensuous lips and flicked over it, accepting the glistening droplet of oozing white fluid that had formed in the big slit.
Ursula sucked it inside, tasting it, savoring it like a good wine; then she opened her lips and let her mouth close around his thick knob.
* * *
Nick couldn't remember how it had started, and he didn't really give a damn any more. It was as though suddenly his body had taken over his power to reason, as if his brain centered on the tip of his gigantic stiff prick. The feel of Yvonne's hot, clutching vagina gripping it, milking the fuck out of it, was something he simply couldn't ignore.
He was suddenly all man and eager and willing to use and be used. He took Lavina's hot cunt without hesitation, letting his tongue surge in and out of the deep, honey-filled orifice slowly; and Lavina loved every second of it.
Her thighs clamped tightly around his head, and she ground herself down on top of him.
The combination of having both of them all over him threw Nick completely off guard. He couldn't fight them; he didn't want to fight them. All he could do was revel in the pure, raw animal sensualness that filled all three of them. In seconds he felt his boiling load start to spurt. He arched himself upward as his cock pistoned into Yvonne, slamming the jerking knob against the bottom of her hot, embracing vagina. Then he groaned and dug his fingernails into Lavina's churning ass as he exploded violently, spewing his molten lava forth into Yvonne's twisting, quivering form.
The feel of him going finished Yvonne. She threw her head back and yelped with pure animal pleasure as her body quaked through a wild series of ecstasy-filled tremors.
Lavina had no intention of being left out, and she ground herself frantically against Nick's probing tongue as she struggled to reach the top. Her need was immediately apparent to Nick, and he found himself wanting to bring her completely with his tongue, to finish her himself.
He turned his entire attention to satisfying her now, chewing and sucking on her hot clitoris as he stroked his tongue back and forth. It didn't take much; just seconds later he felt her body go limp for a split-second in anticipation of release; and then she went wild above him.
She shrieked with pleasure as the shudders of ecstasy ripped through her, grinding her hips down and clamping his head in a viselike grip with her thighs. Nick kept at her with his tongue until she finally stopped moving; then she lifted her hot cunt from his face and rolled over onto the sand beside him. Nick let out a soft groan of gratification and shook slightly as Yvonne joined Lavina beside him, half-reluctantly releasing his huge, shrinking cock from the tight folds of her cunt.
They lay silently, side by side, each panting frantically for breath. As awareness came back to Nick, he began to feel a cold chill run up his back. He kept his eyes closed as his ears picked up their breathing beside him, as if by doing that he could somehow erase everything that had happened from his mind, make it some kind of dream.
After a few more minutes it became obvious to him that it was no dream; it had happened; he'd eaten and fucked the wives of two other men.
The blunt realization shook him more than a little; and when he sat up, he didn't know what the hell to say. His discomfort was obvious to Lavina, and she couldn't help but enjoy it. She gave him a big smile and looked down at his big cock, licking her lips.
"God, if I'd known you were hung like that, I'd have done this a long time ago."
Nick shook his head in disbelief.
"You're crazy, both of you. What the hell came over you anyway? What if one of the others had come over here and caught us?"
Lavina's smile widened.
"Now, if that doesn't sound just like a man; he's not displeased that it happened; he's just worried about getting caught at it."
Nick was beginning to lose what patience he had left. He knew damn well it couldn't have happened unless he'd let it, and he wasn't particularly proud of the fact that he'd given in so easily. On the other hand, it wasn't the way Lavina was trying to make it seem.
"I don't know what the hell prompted this, but it's finished. Now where the hell are my clothes?"
He got to his feet and started looking around. Lavina shrugged and went over into the bush to get them for him. She held them out and shrugged.
"I don't know why the hell you're bothering; nobody else is going to have clothes on."
Nick pulled his shorts into place and looked up at her as he dragged his pants on.
"If you think I'm going to stay here with you two, you're nuts; I'm going back to the others."
Lavina laughed.
"They don't have any clothes on either."
That stopped Nick. He paused, his pants halfway up his legs.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Lavina looked over at Yvonne and smiled.
"It's simple, really. Yvonne, Gordon and Frank and I are wife swappers, and you've just joined us."
Nick was more mad than embarrassed at this point. "The hell we have... " Lavina let her eyes meet and hold his. "Didn't you ever wonder who was keeping Ursula happy before you came along?"
Nick turned his glance away from her as he fastened the top of his pants.
"I don't think it's any of my business... and I'm sure as hell positive it's none of yours."
Lavina let out a short chuckle. "That's where you're wrong, lover. You see, it was my dear husband who was fucking her before you arrived on the scene; they had a real swinging affair going for two years. And now they're reopening their fun and games. I figure what's good for the goose is good for the gander, so that means I should be able to have a crack at you."
Nick came close to hitting her, but he didn't. For a few seconds he was too mad to speak; then, when he did, he had to use every ounce of control to keep his voice below a shout.
"That's a lie, and you know it."
Lavina shrugged.
"I didn't really think you'd take my word for it. Go on up to the camper and have a look for yourself; they're going at it hot and heavy. Ursula's fucking for the two of them, the lucky doll."
Nick didn't want to satisfy her by checking on Ursula; he knew he owed her more consideration than that. Yet he simple couldn't ignore the challenge. He turned and started back toward the truck.
CHAPTER THREE
Ursula was managing to squeeze more and more of Frank's hard, throbbing cock into her mouth with each downward stroke of her rotating head.
The feel of his huge, quivering prick slipping in and out between her lips thrilled her more than she had remembered. She couldn't get enough of it, and Frank was reduced to a shuddering mass of passion-inflamed flesh as he thrilled to the expertness of her oral caresses. He made no move to interfere with her, knowing full well that she could give him more pleasure this way than any other woman he had ever met.
Gordon wasn't a part of their emotional reawakening, but he was very much a part of the wild sexual machine that they had become. His big balls met the firm, dimpled cheeks of her ass with each stroke; and Ursula's tight, flowing slit seemed to suck more and more of him inside with each stroke. He was her secondary pleasure; yet she took him with such a passion that the thought never entered his mind.
The door of the camper opened, but the three of them were far too busy to notice it. They were oblivious to the fact that three pair of eyes watched their frantic fucking motions.
Nick stared at them with disbelief. He was so shaken he couldn't speak. He could see the passion building in them, the end approaching; and it sickened him to watch it as Ursula's body began to shake wildly with impending release.
A cry of pleasure gurgled deep in her throat as her body shook with ecstatic wonder; and at the feel of it, Frank let out a husky groan and hammered his hips up off the bed as his thick organ jerked and erupted, sending a volley of molten, creamy semen spurting into her mouth and down her throat.
At first Ursula half-choked on it; then she eagerly fought for more. She got it, searing stream after stream, and then another, and another...
She swallowed wildly, eagerly, as fast as she could; and Frank hauled her head down toward him as if trying to shove his exploding cock right down her throat. Ursula had to have every drop, and she sucked madly; but despite her eagerness, gobs of creamy fluid oozed out around Frank's thick shaft and ran down his cock to form a pool among the wiry thick hair that covered his passion-enthralled balls.
The sight, sound and smell of Frank coming was too much for Gordon. His pulse raced, and he let out a groan of unmistakable animal delight. Ursula felt his thick knob jerk deeply within her cunt as the first gushing flow of semen shot forth, slamming into her very depths. One molten stream after another spurted into her hot, milking vagina; and she felt the muscles tightening with delight as her cunt came alive and sucked Gordon's throbbing dork empty.
The feel of both of them pumping their hot come into her gave Ursula a thrill she had forgotten existed; and she shivered with ecstasy as tremors of sensuality swept through her, leaving in its place a warm, satisfied sensation of achievement.
Nick clamped his eyes shut and shook his head back and forth slowly. He felt weak and sick, and dejected inside. His whole world collapsed around him in those few brief moments; he didn't have the strength to be angry, just frustrated and helpless.
Frank looked over and saw Nick and the two women. He grinned.
"Nick... come on in and join the fun."
Nick spun around and blindly pushed Yvonne and Lavina aside as he lurched out of the camper doorway. He began to walk briskly away with no direction or thought other than getting away from the sight that had left him as weak as a kitten.
Ursula had caught sight of Nick just as he turned to leave. A nauseous emptiness filled the pit of her stomach, and she pushed Gordon aside in her haste to get off the bunk.
Up to this point, Yvonne had been half-enjoying the whole aspect of the deal, but the sight of the two of them confronted with the swapping had taken all the fun out of it for her, and she felt genuinely sorry that she had been a part of it.
She reached out and grasped Ursula firmly as the blonde tried to move past her to the camper door.
"Look, honey, neither of you are in any shape to talk to the other. Let me talk to him first; maybe I can make it a little easier all the way around."
For a moment Ursula wasn't going to stop; then she took a deep breath and nodded. "Maybe you're right."
Yvonne turned and left the camper, and Ursula spun around and began picking up her clothing. She forced herself to block the others completely out of her thoughts as she dressed and left, walking down toward the beach. Frank hesitated for a second; then he pulled his trunks out of the camper closet and slipped them on before following her.
Nick was unaware of Yvonne's presence until the small redhead came up behind him and spoke.
"Feel like talking about it?"
Nick turned to face her, and then looked back toward the water below. He felt like talking about it all right; he wanted to scream and lessen the pressure of the aching pain he was holding tightly inside. But he didn't want to talk to Yvonne, not to a stranger.
When he didn't answer her, Yvonne felt a little uncomfortable, and for a second wondered if maybe she had been wrong to stop Ursula from going after him.
"Look, Ursula wanted to go after you. I stopped her. I figured both of you were a little confused, and talking right away would just make things worse... " She hesitated for a second, waiting for him to speak. When he didn't, she continued. "I'll go back and get her."
Nick shook his head. "No, don't. I wouldn't know what to say to her... not yet... " Yvonne paused and turned back to face him. She stared at his back for a second, then moved forward and dropped down on her haunches beside him.
"You've got to talk to somebody; you can't just keep it bottled up inside."
Nick turned to face her. He wasn't sure, but he thought he saw genuine concern in her face. She managed a weak smile.
"Look, I'm sorry it happened. I thought everything would work out without a hitch; I wouldn't have gone along with it in the first place if I'd known it was going to end like this... " Nick could feel that she was being honestly sympathetic; and he let out a sigh, then leaned back and shook his head.
"Can I ask you a question?"
Yvonne nodded, happy to have him talking. "Fire away."
Nick took out a pack of rumpled cigarettes from his shirt pocket and offered her one. He lit them up, then exhaled and let his eyes meet hers.
"Obviously you and Gordon have been swapping with Frank and Lavina. Doesn't it eat you up inside to see Gordon making love to another woman?"
Yvonne was silent for a second as she searched her brain to give him an honest answer.
"At first it did a little... even after we'd talked it all out and agreed to give it a try. It's funny, now that you mention it, to be absolutely truthful, I haven't even given it a thought in a long time She grew silent, and then a little amused at the fact; and seeing her that way didn't make Nick feel any better. He shrugged.
"That says a lot for your marriage, doesn't it?"
He got to his feet and brushed his pants off. "I think maybe I'd better talk to Ursula now... before I find myself not giving a damn either."
* * *
Frank attempted to slip his arms around Ursula, and she pushed him away half-heartedly. She turned to face him, tears still filtering down over her cheeks.
"Thanks. You managed what I didn't think was even possible."
Frank stood silently staring at her for a second; then he shook his head.
"Be honest with yourself at least, baby; you wanted it, or it wouldn't have happened. It's that simple."
He turned and started back toward the camper. He had to pass Nick on the way, but the other man didn't so much as give him the benefit of a look.
Nick walked up to Ursula, his face emotionless.
"C'mon, let's go for a walk and get the hell away from them."
Ursula fell into step behind him, and they worked their way around the edge of the lake. When they were some distance from the camper, he paused to wait for her, dropping down onto a grassy raised area just above the water. Ursula sat down beside him silently. Neither of them spoke for a few minutes; then Nick broke the silence.
"Is it true that you and Frank had a thing going before I met you?"
Ursula nodded, her head bowed and her eyes avoiding his.
"Yes. I was only seventeen; Frank was twenty-one. It lasted two years."
Nick knew he would get confirmation from her, but that didn't make it any easier for him to take. He was a very jealous man, and something he didn't know about couldn't hurt him, but this did; it hurt him deeply.
He lit a cigarette and leaned back, closing his eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me about it?" Ursula shrugged.
"It didn't seem important at the time."
Nick let out a grunt of frustration. "Not important; yet you couldn't manage to resist having another go at him."
Ursula opened her mouth to defend herself, but she knew he was right, and she didn't speak. Nick stared upward at the sky for a few seconds before speaking again.
"You don't leave us much, do you?"
Ursula felt the tears coming again, and she struggled to hold them back as she spoke.
"I'm sorry, Nick... I really am... " Nick laughed, a cold, cruel laugh.
"Being sorry doesn't help, baby. What we had is gone. This isn't just a one time goof; this is something you've been living with for a long time. And obviously you still want him as much now as you did then."
He got to his feet slowly and flicked his half-smoked cigarette out into the water, watching it arc through the air before turning back to look down at her.
"We're stuck here for a week, and maybe that's good. In a week you should be able to find out if it's him you want or me. In the meantime, I guess I might as well play the game too; both Lavina and Yvonne seem to like the way I make love."
He didn't really want to take part in the swapping; the thought sickened him at this point. But he did want to hurt Ursula, and to make her feel some of the agony that had filled him when he'd found her tangled in a wild sexual embrace with the two other men.
He accomplished what he wanted; Ursula felt herself breaking up inside as she watched him calmly walking back toward the camper. She had tried to explain it to him, but he wasn't interested.
A thousand thoughts swept through her mind... why had she let Frank... why here... now... why did Nick abandon her completely when she needed him most... if only he'd listen to her... hear her out...
She was no closer to solving her problem, and she knew it. The one weapon that had really helped her to resist Frank was the wonderful closeness between she and Nick, and now that was gone.
CHAPTER FOUR
Yvonne had dressed during Nick's absence, and the sight of her clothed surprised him a little as he approached the camper. He had fully realized by this time that the four of them had been swapping for some time, and he hadn't expected what went on between himself and Ursula to affect the others much one way or the other. Obviously it had affected Yvonne enough to make her want to be clothed again.
His eyes met hers and held them for a second, until his frustration and anger blotted out the small wave of surprise; then he spoke, sarcasm dripping from his words.
"Why did you bother getting dressed? The fun has just begun."
Yvonne could see the hurt in his eyes, and she hoped she could get through to him before he did something he would regret later. "You're upset. Let's just leave it for a while, think about it."
Nick's voice was cold when he answered her. "There's nothing to think about. I want to fuck you; if you're not interested, then I guess I'd better go inside and get Lavina. I know she won't pass up the chance."
Yvonne could see that he was not going to wait until the anger and hurt subsided enough to let him think clearly. He had asked her a question, bluntly, coldly; and she answered him truthfully.
"I'm interested."
Nick glanced at the camper door sitting partially ajar a few feet away. He raised his voice slightly. "C'mon, everybody; the show's about to start."
Yvonne could feel the vindictive coldness in his words, and she felt a stab of helplessness at being a part of what had made him act this way. The camper door opened fully and Lavina stepped outside, followed by Gordon and Frank; none of them had bothered to dress. The three of them looked at him with surprised expressions, a little unsure of what was coming next. Nick turned to face Yvonne.
"All right, baby, let's give them an act they won't forget."
Yvonne reached for the buttons on her blouse, then hesitated for a second as Ursula walked around the side of the camper. Nick's eyes moved from Yvonne to Ursula, then back to Yvonne again. His voice was more demanding this time.
"Hurry, baby, I've got a hard-on that won't quit."
He walked over to her and pressed his body against hers. Yvonne didn't want this, not this way; but she did want him. She did want that big glorious cock; and the decision was not hers to make anyway. She released herself from any responsibility and let herself go to him completely.
She wrapped her arms around him, hauling him tighter against her, crushing her big, hard-tipped breasts against his barrel chest. Her body came alive; she began to rotate her hips, pushing her trembling mound against the formidable bulge clearly outlined in the front of his form-fitting slacks. The feel of the big, throbbing tool brought back the memory of its fantastic size, and Yvonne couldn't hold back a small moan of anticipation.
Ursula had more or less expected this, but seeing it shook her none the less. This was his way of getting even with her, of making her pay; and she knew nothing would stop him.
Nick slipped his hands around to cup Yvonne's nicely rounded ass; then he hauled her toward him and bent his head, letting his lips meet hers.
Yvonne didn't fight the kiss, far from it; she eagerly stabbed her tongue into his mouth to find his; and Nick welcomed it eagerly, letting his own snake out and intertwine with it. He threw everything he had into the kiss, making her body come on fire from the feel of it, letting his lips tell her just how well she was about to be fucked. Yvonne read the message with no trouble. She knew he had reasons for doing this, ones that weren't exactly the ones she would have liked; but that wouldn't stop her from reaping the benefits of his passion.
She broke away from him and began to frantically open the front of her blouse. Nick's lust-clouded eyes never left her as she shrugged her shoulders, letting the blouse fall to the sand. As it fell, her hands moved to the clasp and zipper of her tight miniskirt. She undid them with one deft motion, then pushed the skirt down. Nick's hands cried out to touch her, and he couldn't wait any longer to feel her hot flesh. He reached for her and spun her around in his grasp; then he paused for a second, letting his eyes feast on her.
His gaze shifted down over the lush curve of her back, over the firm, rounded flesh of her buttocks encased in sheer white bikini panties. The sight of the firm, beautifully rounded cheeks sent his blood broiling through his veins, and he couldn't keep his hands off her. He reached for the clasp of her bra and unsnapped it.
Ursula felt a stab of regret surge through her as she watched. Many times she had thrilled to Nick in this wild state of need, and each time had been so exquisite it had left her near fainting. To see him giving this to another woman cut deeply, deeply enough to convince her that she had started something she was going to regret, very, very much; and yet, despite that, she couldn't help but feel sexually stimulated herself as she watched them. She found herself unconsciously sensing the bliss that Yvonne had to be feeling as the short, stacked redhead moaned huskily with the removal of her bra and the thrill of her big tits surging free of the overflowing cups.
Yvonne let out a whimper of need and spun around to face Nick, revealing the lush, upturned globes with their stiff, pulsating tips to his devouring eyes.
Lavina was pleased beyond words. She had anticipated a really lost week after the first obvious failure, but now she could set nothing but fun ahead. Just watching Nick turning Yvonne on, the sight of his big prick hard and alive with desire pressing against the front of his pants, was enough to send her senses reeling. Unconsciously she began to rub her hand across the shimmering dark triangle of wiry hair covering her burning pussy; then she spread her legs slightly and began to finger herself.
Gordon stood just to one side of her. The sight in front of them was getting to him too. His big cock was surging steadily upward, growing stiff with need as he watched; and he found his breathing becoming labored.
Frank too was feeling the strain of lust as he watched Nick and Yvonne openly, unashamedly, preparing for intercourse. His eyes flickered from their entwined bodies to Ursula, who was watching their every move. He grinned as he noted that her nipples had grown hard in the past few seconds. He knew that despite what she might be feeling about the sessions, the sight of Nick making it with Yvonne was turning her on, slowly but steadily.
Nick's lips stayed on Yvonne's for a long time; and when they lifted their mouths, they were both breathing raggedly. Nick opened his eyes and looked downward at her for a second; then he slipped his hands down to cup the dimpled cheeks of her ass. He fondled the firm globes for a second; then he leaned forward and buried his head between the massive orbs of her breasts. His lips moved over first one mound and then the other, and finally surrounded a stiff, throbbing nipple. He sucked at it, savored it, polished it, let his tongue move over it, slowly thrilling to the wonderful, hot, woman taste of her; then he moved his mouth to the other nipple and paid homage to it as he had done its mate.
Yvonne was all woman, and Nick had all but forgotten why he had begun this seduction. Only one trace of his original reason filled him; that was the determination to show Ursula just what she was giving up when she'd tossed him aside for another man. He was going to fuck Yvonne royally, give her everything he could.
Gordon's eyes shifted from Nick and Yvonne. His ears had picked up the juicy slop-slop sound of Lavina's finger probing frantically in her hot cunt, and a grin flooded Gordon's face as he saw her. His thick prick jerked in anticipation as he moved across to her. He stopped in front of her, then reached out and pushed her down onto her knees in front of him.
"Suck it, baby."
Lavina spread her legs slightly so she could continue fingering herself; then she reached out and grasped his big tool at the base. She clutched it firmly, her eyes devouring the big bulbous knob, darkened in color by his erection.
Gordon let out a wild, passionate groan and let his hips slide forward slightly. His eyes moved over her crouched, lush form, noting her hard nipples and the glistening droplets of moisture that had formed in the wiry black down that covered her delicious slit around her steadily fucking finger.
Gordon wanted a blow job, and he wanted it now. He moved his hands to her head and-urged her sensuous lips forward toward his arched, lurching cock; and Lavina went willingly, eagerly sucking his big organ into her mouth, slowly letting her lips caress the big, throbbing tool. She held it for a second deep inside her mouth; then she slowly stripped it up and down, sucking more and more of it into her mouth as she polished the bulbous knob, probing at the slit in its tip with her tongue, and thrilling to the tangy taste of the glistening droplets that had formed there as a result of her earlier caresses.
Frank watched Lavina and Gordon get started; then he looked back over at Ursula. Her normally bright blue eyes were clouded now, clouded with a deep, passionate smoldering that he had seen so often before. She was now for it, ready to be taken; and all his senses told him the time was now.
He grinned broadly, then slipped into the camper and pulled one of the small mattresses off the table seats. He carried it outside and dropped it on the ground; then he went over to Ursula and pulled her into his arms. His lips met hers gently, yet forcefully. He held her firmly to him as he gave everything he had to the kiss.
For a second Ursula fought him; then she felt her body take charge of her mind, and she let out a weak sigh as she opened her mouth and let his tongue slip inside to meet hers. His hands moved over her, stripping away her clothing. His mouth was everywhere, on her lips, her neck, her breasts, her thighs... everywhere...
Her mind was in a spin. She was gasping for breath, whimpering incoherently. Frank kept the passionate attack up for a few seconds until he was sure he had her; then he released her.
He walked over to where he'd dropped the mattress; then he dropped down onto it, lying on his back. He grinned up at Ursula, who by this time was frantic for loving, and held his arms open to her.
"C'mon, baby, let's relive a little of the past and plan for the future. Do it to me, baby, like you used to; show me how much you like me."
It used to be a game with them, his asking her to show him how much he meant to her, her working on him, loving it up. He was asking for it again, and she wanted it as much as he did.
She walked over to him and dropped to her knees; then she shoved her head between his parted thighs and sucked his blissfully aching balls into her mouth.
The feel of it sent a surge of sensual awareness through Frank; and he groaned huskily and leaned back, digging his heels into the mattress and letting her give him what they both wanted.
* * *
Yvonne was past the point of playing; she wanted the feel of Nick's big cock clutched in her burning cunt. She pulled back from him and dropped down onto the sand, then slowly, tantalizingly, spread her legs wide, giving him a perfect view of the shimmering, wiry curls covering her moist and swollen cuntlips.
"Now... god... do it now... fuck me... fuck me... " Nick wanted her as badly as she wanted him. He clawed at his clothing. In seconds he was nude and moving across to her, his gigantic, stiff cock sticking proudly out from between his muscular thighs, the huge, thick, unhooded knob glistening brightly and throbbing formidably.
Yvonne took one look at the massive, swaying organ and whimpered with delight. Blissful memories of how good that big prick could feel filled her, and she began to bounce her hot ass all over the mattress as she waited impatiently for him to join her. She didn't have to wait long.
He let out a groan and dropped down on top of her. He pressed his lips to hers; then his hands began to rove over her. He stroked her shoulders, her back, her sides. His fingertips moved down over the gentle curve of her belly, dipped into her navel, then pushed through the damp, wiry curls of her cunthair into the, flowing chasm of her hot box below. He felt her tongue surge through his lips and find this, and his body shook with need.
His body came alive against hers, turning, twisting as his fingers worked steadily into her hot, ripe, meaty cunt, stroking, teasing, setting her aflame.
The feel of him fingering her lovingly seemed to sate her wild need for a few minutes; and Nick made no move to do more, satisfied to enjoy the feel of her loving his working fingers.
Gordon had begun to writhe slowly, his muscular body moving almost as though it was in slow motion. The feel of Lavina expertly mouthing his big cock thrilled him beyond his wildest dream, and he was thoroughly enjoying having her pay homage to his hard, throbbing prick.
A little tingle of excited pleasure wafted through Lavina each time she felt his long, smooth shaft slip into her mouth, each time the spongy bulbous knob pressed deeply into her throat, paused, and then slipped back almost free of her lips again. She began to moan softly, the sound coming from her throat in a muffled gurgle as she applied herself more than willingly to the thick, meaty problem at hand.
She moved her fingertips to Gordon's full, hairy balls and began to caress and stroke the tender spheres lovingly, causing him to groan with raw, sensual delight. His hands tightened and pulled slightly on the dark tresses of her hair as he shoved her head down as far as possible, burying his massive, rhythmically lurching prick deeply into her mouth. His muscular form quivered wildly; then a husky groan of satisfaction filled the air. There was a split-second pause as he poised on the threshold of delight; then he shot his hot, rich, creamy load into her in gushing, stringy spurts. Lavina gurgled happily; she couldn't get enough. She took it all, sucking him completely dry; then she lifted her head reluctantly and let his thick tool slip from her mouth as she gasped for breath and rolled onto her back beside him.
* * *
The past... a full treasure house of memories, was all that held Ursula's attention now-that and the feel of Frank's big, aching balls quivering hotly in her mouth. She was seventeen again, reliving the blissful wonderfully, initially discovering the exciting beauty of sexual stimulation at its finest.
He was her teacher again, showing her how to move her head, directing the movements with a caress, a few choice, meaningful words. She was becoming a woman all over again; and it was wonderful for her, exciting beyond belief.
She thrilled to the feel of his big nuts as she sucked and tongued them. She could sense the rising need lurching through his body, and she knew without being told what he wanted of her next. She worked on his hairy sac for just a second longer; then she let it slip free from between her sensuous lips, grasped his prick, and sucked the massive, hard cock into her mouth.
Without thinking, she spun around and settled into a sixty-nine position. She worked on his organ feverishly, rolling her tongue back and forth over his knob, polishing it, loving it, and then began to bob her head and twist it from side to side slowly, letting the smooth knob sink deeply into her throat.
Frank looked up at her juicy, honey-dripping cunt and grinned..
"Jeez, baby... it's been a long time... too long He reached up and caressed the firm, dimpled cheeks of her resilient ass, and stroked them lovingly; then he cupped them lightly in his hands and slowly pulled her down to him. His lips parted, and his tongue surged between them as he pressed his face into the matt of wiry damp curls covering her hot slit. The tip of his burning, experienced lance dipped into the flowing fountain of her delicious cunt; and he began to probe around slowly, enjoying the taste of her, reliving a little of the past as he teased and tormented the hot, eager tissues.
* * *
Nick was past the point where he could any longer tease Yvonne and forget his own spiraling need. He wanted to fuck her so badly he could taste it. He pulled his dripping fingers free of her hot pussy and leaned forward over her slightly; then he grasped his stiff cock in his right hand and guided the huge, pulsating knob into the clutching warmth of her eager, open, and oh, so ready cunt.
He made no move to push it deeper into her for a second, knowing full well that most broads just weren't ready to take a prick of his size without feeling it come slowly. He left it pulsing lovingly against her swollen lips for a few seconds as he leaned forward over her and took the beautiful globes of her tits in his hands. He massaged and teased the big globes, and felt the nipples growing even larger. The feel of that gloriously big cock so close and yet so far was too much for Yvonne; she wanted it; she wanted it desperately.
She groaned with desire and began to lift and lower her hips impatiently, and Nick knew she could wait no longer. He drove his gigantic prick into her slowly, his thick knob claiming more and more of the succulent hot flesh with each push of his hips.
* * *
Lavina propped herself up against the side of the camper and accepted one of the cigarettes Gordon had lit for them. She dragged deeply from it and exhaled; then she looked from the action in front of her to Gordon.
"It looks as though everything's going to turn out all right."
Gordon's gaze moved from one entangled couple to the other, and then he returned her grin.
"Yeah. Christ, I never thought of all the possibilities this could offer."
The sight of Frank obviously close to coming his lump drew their attention, and their conversation dropped off as Frank let out a long, low groan, somewhat muffled by Ursula's hot crotch pressed tightly into his face.
His deeply bronzed form shook ecstatically as he moved his tongue upward to the juncture of Ursula's swollen lips. He found her clitoris and began to lap at it frantically as his hips arched upward off the ground, shoving even more of his thick cock into her hot, sucking mouth.
They watched his buttocks clench; then he let out a muffled groan of pleasure as he shoved the big knob of his thick prick into the back of her throat. His powerful body shook for a second time as he perched suspended between supreme arousal and release; then his teeth sunk into her stiff, throbbing clitoris as a gushing stream of thick, creamy, rich come spurted forth from the end of his jerking rod and filled her milking mouth.
The feel of it flooding into her was enough to push Ursula over with him. She shuddered with delight and frantically sucked at his cock as her body shook with the spasmodic shivers of pure, raw delight.
* * *
For some time Nick had been unaware of the others around him, or what they were doing; but now that he had begun to slowly fuck his big cock into Yvonne, he relaxed a little, enough to be aware of the fact that by this time Ursula and Frank had joined Gordon and Lavina in watching his performance.
Suddenly a desire even more powerful than the pure physical need his body cried out for filled him. He wanted to show them all, especially Ursula, that what he had was better than anything they had, to prove to her that she was a fool for turning aside what she had and seeking something different.
He began to move in Yvonne slowly, enjoying each stroke of his hot prick into her tight, embracing slit. Yvonne thrilled to the big shaft, going wild below him, setting up a slow, rhythmic circling motion with her hips. They moved slowly, sensuously, each giving and receiving the utmost in pleasure.
Nick couldn't have asked for more from her. She was whimpering and babbling incoherently, begging for more, telling him how good it felt. Nick was putting on a good show, and he knew it.
He let one of her big, proud tits slip free of his palm and lowered his mouth to it, gently capturing the quivering nipple between his teeth and running his tongue back and forth over it. Yvonne began to thrash wildly, stepping up the circling motion of her hips below him. A thousand weirdly enthralling little muscles deep within the walls of her hot cunt began to tighten and release, and Nick forgot the others instantly. He had never felt a woman fuck so wildly with her cunt, and what he wanted now was nothing more than to spill his hot load of come into her enticingly sensuous cunt.
He couldn't have held his release back even if he'd wanted to. His mouth dropped open to release a hoarse groan of wonder; then he let himself go. His thick knob jerked, and he ecstatically pumped his heavy balls free of their hot load. His huge, deeply imbedded tool stroked slowly as it filled her with gush after hot, burning gush of thick, creamy semen. The feel of the hot, shooting streams shook Yvonne to the core, and she reached her crisis with him.
They clutched together frantically, rolling and twisting on the ground until they had expended their passion, drained each other completely of the hot fires of sexual need. Then they parted and dropped down onto their backs, side by side, fighting to regain control of their breathing and their bodies.
CHAPTER FIVE
It took Nick a long time to come down from the heights he had allowed himself to be worked up to by Yvonne's lush and very willing form. When he did finally reach the stage where he could almost control his breathing and his thoughts, he found himself feeling very different than when he had initiated the whole thing.
Confusion now filled his normally clear mind. With the completion of the act, he found himself surprised and somewhat hypnotized by the wonder of Yvonne's body and the methods by which she made love. When he had chosen her as his partner, it had simply been because he needed a woman to show Ursula what he wanted her to see. He could have just as easily taken Lavina, and would have if Yvonne hadn't been willing.
Now that he had possessed her fully, with complete emotional exchange, he found himself enthralled by the act, by the warmth and closeness, by the pure animal savagery of her mating, coupled with an emotional meeting of minds that shook him deeply.
He didn't like the confusion; he didn't like feeling this much about a woman that wasn't his wife; and he didn't like the idea of her knowing it, as she must after the way he had performed with her. The feeling was a two-way thing, and she must have felt it just as strongly as he had.
He found himself unable to look at her as he brought himself into a sitting position and lit up a smoke, more to give himself a chance to think than because he wanted it.
Only one thought made him feel at all pleased, and that was the obvious fact that Ursula was really shaken by his coupling with Yvonne; he could see it in her eyes as she raised her cigarette to her mouth.
Ursula exhaled slowly, still fighting to keep her tears back. She hated Nick now, a deep, frustrated hate. He had gained his vengeance by coupling with Yvonne; they both knew that. But because she had been half-expecting something like that, she hadn't been prepared for the deep hurt that filled her.
Jealousy had been the first pang that had cut into her. Seeing Nick give his best, as she knew it was, to another woman, had hurt her vanity. Anger was the next emotion to move over her. The sight of Nick quite obviously lost completely in Yvonne's charms, and openly, bluntly enjoying her more than Ursula could ever remember him enjoying her, sent a hammering blow to her ego.
Tears were close, too damn close; and she knew it. She had to keep herself under control simply to save face, if nothing else; and she knew of only one way to do that. He had set the rules for this dirty game. True, she had been the first to step out of line, but it was Nick who had decided to use this as a method of getting back at each other. If he could play it, she could play it too; and she was damn well going to do that rather than show him that he had hurt her enough to make her putty in his hands.
The others, sitting around uneasily, smoking and attempting conversation between themselves, made no effort to break the silence that had followed the acts. Each was aware of the tension between Nick and Ursula, and it was something that had to be cleared up before anything else happened. They talked, quietly, reservedly, until finally Nick took the floor.
He stood up, brushing sand from himself, and addressed his comment to nobody in particular.
"I'm going for a swim."
He turned and started for the water, his eyes avoiding the others. It wasn't exactly the comment the others had been waiting for, but it at least broke the ice. Obviously there was going to be no confrontation between Nick and Ursula, and that was better than any of them had really dared to hope for.
Frank was encouraged enough by it to speak himself. "That sounds like a hell of a good idea; we could all use a little stimulation."
Gordon and Lavina were far too pleased with things as they were to give the problem further thought, and they quickly dropped in with Frank and started for the beach. Yvonne, however, was more emotionally tied to Nick; and as a result, she knew more deeply what feelings were passing between him and Ursula. She once again felt herself responsible to a good degree for what was happening, and she felt she should do something about it, now, not later. If she was honest with herself, she had to admit that another bout with Nick and she wouldn't give a damn if she was the cause of he and Ursula breaking up; hell, it would be worth it.
She owed them one more try.
She crossed over to Ursula, who had hesitated for a few seconds, and was about to follow the others down to the beach.
"Wait a sec, honey; I'd like to talk to you."
Ursula hadn't especially disliked Yvonne earlier; in fact, she'd drawn pretty close to the short, stacked redhead; but after what she'd seen a few moments before, she no longer found any liking for her. Her eyes and words made that quite clear to Yvonne.
"I don't think we have anything to talk about, unless you feel that you've earned the right because you're my husband's lover."
At first Yvonne was angry, and almost let herself give up the whole idea of trying to help Ursula get Nick straightened out in her mind; then she realized that Ursula had a damn good right to be upset; and she held herself in check, giving it another try and at the same time putting it in a way that she felt would stress the importance to Ursula.
"Look, honey, he's your husband. If you want to keep him, I'd keep an open mind and listen to anything anybody else had to say; it can't make things worse."
Ursula was almost about to tell the redhead to go to hell, but then she realized that like it or not, Yvonne had a good point.
"All right, I'm listening."
Yvonne glanced at the others, making sure they were out of hearing distance; then she turned back to face Ursula.
"You may know him a lot better than I do, honey, but it seems to me that you've kicked the hell out of his ego. Why don't you just give him a chance to tell you how he feels about all this, swallow a little pride if you have to, let him give you shit if it makes him feel better."
Ursula was silent for a second; then she shook her head.
"Why the hell should I? I haven't done anything he hasn't done; let him do the crawling."
Yvonne frowned, knowing she was getting nowhere.
"Look, honey, I don't have to be his wife to know that he's jealous now, and damn proud all the time. Boil that down, and it means if you want him, you'd damn well better be prepared to do a little crawling of your own. If you don't, you're going to find out it's too late, and somebody else has got him."
Ursula got mad; she didn't even try to digest what Yvonne had said.
"Who the hell's going to take him away from me?"
Yvonne shrugged.
"Okay, have it your way. But take time to have a close look at him; he's one hell of a lot of man, and I don't just mean the way he's hung. If I had him, I wouldn't mind doing a little crawling; hell, I'd crawl over broken glass just to lick his balls."
She turned and walked toward the water, leaving Ursula alone on the sandy beach.
Ursula stared blankly after her, hating her, hating Nick, hating everything about where they were and what had happened. A few short hours ago she had been a happily married woman, with a husband she loved; now she was left with a renewed desire for a man that wasn't hers, and the prospect of losing the man that was hers. Neither was what she wanted deep down; yet she couldn't for the life of her see how she could make it right again.
Panic filled her, and she felt the tears she had held back for so long streaming freely down her face. She turned and walked back to the camper, not wanting to let the others see her cry.
* * *
Nick wanted a chance to think; and once he'd plunged into the water, he began to swim powerfully, working his way across to a small island about a hundred yards out from the shoreline. He had never found himself in such a confused state of mind, and it bothered him a good deal to be unable to arrange things in the normal orderly fashion to which he was accustomed.
Every time he tried to think constructively, Yvonne's face would flash before him, or worse, her lush, inflaming body. He couldn't get her out of his mind no matter how he tried.
* * *
Yvonne's conscience was more or less at ease. She had tried to talk to both Nick and Ursula, with the aim of getting them talking things out between each other, and she had failed. Her attempt had been genuine despite the strong urge she'd had not to make it, and there was nothing more she could do. As a result, she brushed the problem from her mind and let her senses enjoy the feel of the cool, refreshing water.
She made no attempt to follow Nick out into the center of the lake. The session of lovemaking with him had left her empty of sensual need and more than a little frightened by its intensity. The one thing that Gordon lacked in his lovemaking was the gentleness and emotional contact that Nick couldn't help but bring to his, and she was afraid to take anything quite that strong in anything other than small doses.
It was a simple matter to enjoy the water and the company of Frank, Lavina, and, most important, her husband.
The four of them swam and frolicked together. The familiarity that was left by a few months of wife-swapping made them relax in each other's company, and there was no thought of embarrassment as they swam and played together.
She almost lost all track of time, and it wasn't until Lavina spoke that she considered leaving the water. The stacked brunette held herself afloat, treading water for a second as she looked over at them.
"I've had enough; I think I'll go on in."
Yvonne was about to follow the brunette as she started for the shore, but Frank caught her arm and playfully dunked her.
"Stay awhile, baby."
* * *
Ursula knew that crying wasn't going to accomplish anything. A half hour of uninterrupted thought had helped to clear up some of the muddle in her mind, and she forced herself to stop sobbing.
She couldn't dismiss the thought that basically the whole thing was her fault. After all, if she hadn't given in to Frank's continual attempts at seduction, it wouldn't have happened. Nick would never have initiated wife-swapping; he just wasn't capable of it.
The more she thought about it, the more she realized that what Yvonne had said to her earlier made a hell of a lot of sense.
So what if she had to do a little crawling? It had been her fault, and Nick deserved to have his injured ego bolstered a little. More important than that, Yvonne had made it quite clear that she liked Nick a lot, and that she wouldn't hesitate to make a play for him if Ursula wasn't about to assert her hold on him.
This wasn't the time to be crying; this was the time to be putting the pieces of her marriage back together, and damn fast.
She got to her feet and was about to leave the camper when Lavina walked through the door. Ursula had no closer friend than Lavina; and despite the fact that she didn't see eye to eye with the stunning brunette on a lot of things, she couldn't resist taking this opportunity to sound out her theories on Lavina and get her reactions.
She dropped back down onto the bench she had been sitting on and looked up at Lavina.
"Can I talk to you a sec?"
Lavina had come back to the camper for one purpose only, to strengthen the newly started sexual freedom between the six of them and see to it that there was much more of the same. She had sensed that Ursula was by far the weaker of the two of them, and she had fully intended to take time out to convince Ursula somehow that more swapping was the only answer to the problem that faced her.
She had just been given her chance, and she intended to use it fully.
* * *
Nick pulled himself up onto the sandy beach of the small island and lay motionless on the warm sand for a few moments. It felt good to be alone, to be left with his thoughts, even if they were mixed up.
In his one year of marriage to Ursula, he had never paused to think about whether it had been the right move. He had never regretted it; he had been too happy overall to give it a thought. Yet now, within the expanse of a few hours with Yvonne, he was comparing Ursula to the stacked redhead, finding fault with Ursula that he'd never seen before.
He shook his head violently, both a little surprised, and more than a little upset by this newfound doubt and uncertainty.
He pulled himself to his feet and began to walk, slowly, effortlessly down the beach.
Ursula had spit it out, all of it, her decision to apologize to Nick and to do anything required to get them back to where they had been before the world had collapsed around her.
Lavina had listened attentively, without speaking; and when Ursula had finished, the opportunity to expound her decision leaving her more at ease than she had been in hours, Lavina smiled coyly and leaned back.
"Well, it's your marriage, honey, but personally I'd think twice about crawling back to him on his terms."
She let the sentence drag for a second, being sure that she had Ursula's full attention, and that she had knocked her off balance a little; then she continued. "It isn't as though it's all your fault; Nick happened to be making it with Yvonne on the beach when you and Frank started."
She let that hang for a few seconds too, sensing as she watched Ursula that she had hit a nerve. She had to stop herself from laughing as she spoke again.
"The only way you're going to work this out is to let him have a little of his own medicine. Just think for a few seconds; in the first place, the only reason that you're willing to go crawling to him is because you love him and want him back, right? That's the only thing that would make crawling worth the embarrassment."
Ursula nodded dumbly, her recent determination and confidence shattered by Lavina's words.
Lavina held her smile back and continued.
"All right then; if you're willing to go that far because you love him, it only stands to reason that it should work both ways. Right now you're on the defensive, letting him walk all over you, letting him fuck the ass off Yvonne without conscience because he's only trying to pay you back. Turn the table on him; let him see you nonchalantly fucking for the other guys. If he loves you as much as you love him, he'll put a stop to it and come crawling back to you, just as you were willing to do it for him. If he doesn't, then maybe he's not worth fighting for."
In Ursula's confused state of mind, Lavina's words made sense. The realization that Nick and not she had originated the swapping gave her a basis for anger and jealousy; suddenly the tables were turned. She was the hurt, stomped-on party, and Nick was the villain.
She sucked in a deep breath of the fresh mountain air and then looked up at Lavina.
"You're right. I'm glad you talked to me; I just couldn't think straight after everything... " Lavina gave her a reassuring smile.
"That's what friends are for, honey."
* * *
Nick realized that he had been acting like a child. Yvonne had tried to tell him that earlier, and he had been too jealous and angry to see her point, but he saw it now.
This thing he felt for Yvonne was strong, damn strong; and he owed it to Ursula to talk it out with her and explain just how much damage this bloody swapping could cause. It wasn't that he loved Ursula any the less; he was sure of that despite the still confused state of his mind; it was just that he had been ripe for a woman like Yvonne, ripe and ready for her to claim him.
He would have to use all his will power and common sense to fight his way out of this thing, and he knew he couldn't do it without Ursula's help. He had to make her see how important it was. He would get her aside, away from the others; and they would fight it together.
He turned and walked back to the water; then he plunged in and started the long swim back toward the beach and the camper. In front of him Gordon, Frank and Yvonne were beginning to head for shore.
CHAPTER SIX
Ursula and Lavina were still sitting in the camper when they heard the others approaching. Lavina caught Ursula's attention and held it.
"Remember, honey, he's got to crawl to you; if he doesn't, this thing is going to happen again and again. I don't have to tell you that Yvonne has a lot going for her, and Nick is quite obviously taken with her. Don't let him get away with any halfway measures; show him right now that as long as he wants it this way, you're damn well going to make it work for both of you."
Ursula nodded, grasping wildly for any seemingly solid idea.
* * *
When Nick reached the camper, the rest of them were sitting inside, making use of the batch of drinks that Lavina had created in their absence. It wasn't exactly what Nick had hoped for; he had been expecting to find Ursula outside and thereby easier to reach; but he wasn't about to be deterred by this setback, knowing full well that much more time passing would finish things for himself and Ursula.
He swallowed his pride, no easy task, and walked up the steps into the camper. With Nick it wasn't something that he could bring forth casually. He had to talk to Ursula, and that was that.
He looked over at her, completely ignoring the others.
"I'd like to talk to you outside, honey." Ursula felt a surge of hope and relief. He was going to apologize to her; she knew it. For Nick to come into the camper and openly start the peace talks before the others was a sure sign that he had seen the error of his ways and was about to apologize to her for what had happened.
She got up quickly, too quickly she realized as her eyes met Lavina's briefly and got a very cold look. She hesitated for a second, then walked out of the camper. Nick waited for her; then the two of them walked a few feet away and he turned to face her.
"There's something I think you should know."
Ursula waited, her heart skipping a beat. It took Nick a few seconds to formulate his words; then he spoke again.
"I don't know how badly you're wired on Frank; it's something you've got to solve, and fast if we're going to have anything together. But I thought you should know that I'm beginning to get more than a little interested in Yvonne; and if you don't come to your senses pretty soon, I just might not take you back when you do."
Ursula's mouth dropped open. Surprise furrowed her brow, and she couldn't have hidden it if she'd tried. The hope she had experienced just a few minutes before was wiped out instantly. He wasn't apologizing; he was simple telling her she had better smarten up before it was too late. He was waiting for her to crawl to him.
She remembered Lavina's words.
"If he loves you as much as you love him, he'll put a stop to it and come crawling to you, just as you were willing to do it for him. If he doesn't, then maybe he's not worth fighting for... " Anger flashed through her mind.
"You self-centered bastard! Aren't you forgetting that you were laying that bloody redhead when I finally succumbed to Frank's continual attempts to seduce me? Who the hell do you think you are?"
Nick hadn't intended to get mad, but he didn't understand this sudden lashing out at him, and he wasn't ready for it. He got mad, frustrated.
"I may have screwed her once, but I sure as hell didn't spend two years fucking her before you came along, and then hide the fact from you. At least I was honest... " His anger made him speechless for a second; then he continued.
"Okay, baby, have it your way; let's become animals like the rest of them, think of nothing but sex. It's not a bad idea, really; you're not exactly a house on fire in bed, and I could use a little down to earth screwing."
He turned and walked away from her, leaving her still shaking with frustrated anger. She closed her eyes and tried to put things into proper perspective, but it was something her confused mind refused to do.
She turned around and followed him back toward the camper.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Nick walked back into the camper ready to grab the first broad in sight and fuck her, simply to show Ursula that he wasn't kidding; but once he had climbed the stairs, he knew it wasn't what he wanted.
He was sick of these people, fed up with what they stood for; and if there was anything he didn't want, it was to spend time with them.
Ursula didn't have any such feelings. She had been strengthened by her talk with Lavina, and the sight of Nick forming what was obviously a fifth wheel in the camper seemed to make what Lavina had said more important. In her state of mind, there was only one thing to do as far as she was concerned, and she did it.
She stepped past Nick and turned slightly to let her eyes meet his briefly before looking over at the others, who were seated at the table drinking.
She chose her words carefully, intending to shock Nick with them.
"It's getting dark. I think we should pick our bed partners for the night and get started; I'd hate to waste all night sleeping."
She accomplished what she wanted. Nick's stomach turned, and he knew that he couldn't spend any more time in the camper. Without speaking he moved across to the small closet across from the can and opened the door. He pulled out a sleeping bag and walked outside into the fresh mountain air.
As he was leaving, he heard Frank take up Ursula's challenge with a victorious edge to his voice.
"Choose, bullshit, baby; you want fucking? I'm just the boy to give it to you."
Nick heard Ursula giggle, and envisioned her readily accepting the pressure of Frank's hand on her breast, or on the furry mound that he had grown used to considering his own. He closed off the sound from his ears and began to walk quickly away from the camper down the beach.
Ursula had committed herself, and there was no backing out now. The feel of Frank's hand brazenly cupping her cunt did things to her, and she began to breathe a little raggedly as he took her into his arms and kissed her.
Ursula couldn't turn back emotionally, and the second she felt his lips on hers, demanding, hot with passion, she gave herself to him completely and without reservation. She wanted it with a vengeance that Frank didn't understand, but intended to enjoy to the full.
She pulled away from him and quickly climbed the ladder to the cab-over bunk. Frank grinned as he watched her settle on it, spread-eagled in the center, her legs spread, frantically fingering herself and crying for loving. He forgot everything else except his swiftly growing prick.
He moved quickly, climbing up beside her; and Ursula's big blue eyes clouded with passion as she watched his massive cock surge upward and meet the mat of hair on his washboard-hard belly briefly before dropping down slightly and throbbing hotly in front of her.
The sight had started Lavina's hormones moving, and she had no intention of being left out. She moved over to where Gordon was standing, then bent slightly as she trailed her lips down over his perspiration-covered chest and belly, bringing a groan of desire to his lips. Gordon pushed her back onto the table and leaned over her; then he let his right hand slip along the side of her body to capture one of her eraser-hard nipples. Lavina moaned and let one of her fingers brush along the length of his semi-erect cock.
Gordon let out a shrill murmur of wonder and stood up.
"C'mon, baby, the mattress is outside."
They pushed past Yvonne, and she followed them outside. She stood for a second, watching as they dropped down onto the mattress and embraced; then she looked out into the creeping darkness, her eyes attempting to cut through it and see Nick.
She was a fifth wheel here; yet she had a need as strong, or stronger than theirs. There was more to it than that; she didn't want just anybody; she wanted Nick. She wanted him slowly, on her own terms. She wanted him all alone, for a long time, long enough to experience the full wonder of what a man like him could do for her.
She had no idea where he might be, but she started to walk in the direction he'd gone when they'd first arrived, toward the small, secluded beach just a short way down the shoreline.
* * *
Frank had no more than climbed up onto the bunk when Ursula was all over him. She wanted fucking, raw, animal fucking, to make her forget what was happening, to blot out the pain and unhappiness in her mind.
It was as though she had to prove something to herself, to him. She pressed against him and began to twist her body frantically, rubbing her big tits and belly against him, trapping his massive cock between them; and all the while she whimpered with delight at the feel of it hard and throbbing against her hot flesh. God how she needed to feel him in her. She rolled over onto her back and pulled him on top of her.
This was no casual, relaxed seduction; it was a mating.
Ursula had to feel a man in her to confirm that she was right, to lessen the fear that she might be wrong. She would take him despite the fact that he was a male, and the supposed aggressor.
Her hands worked between their hot, brushing bodies quickly; and as Frank bent to her will and lifted himself slightly off her smoldering form, she grasped at his wildly throbbing cock and firmly shoved the big, smooth head between her open, flowing cuntlips. Frank groaned at the contact, and she didn't give him a chance to catch his breath. She pushed his muscular buttocks, then whimpered with delight as she yanked him down to her.
* * *
Lavina wanted to be fucked. She wanted to feel his cock in her, rooting, hammering at her in the special, voiceless, unfeeling way that only Gordon could give it to her.
Unfortunately, Gordon had other thoughts.
He gave her no more than a brushing kiss; then he flipped her over onto her big, firm tits and spread her legs, moving in between them.
"On your knees, baby; I'm going to give it to you in the ass."
It wasn't what Lavina wanted, but she had learned a long time ago that Gordon wasn't open to suggestion once he had worked himself up for something. There was his way, or he simply forced it.
She resigned herself to getting it anally and moved up onto her knees; then she moved her right hand to her crotch and shoved a couple of fingers inside as she waited for him to begin hammering his big, dry cock up her ass.
* * *
Nick was standing a few feet from the still-rolled sleeping bag. He was staring out at the water, silently smoking a cigarette. Yvonne felt very much like an intruder, and she was about to turn around and leave when he sensed her presence and turned around.
Their eyes met briefly, and she flushed.
"I'm sorry for creeping up on you. The way things are, I'm sort of extra luggage back there. I thought you wouldn't mind... " Nick didn't mind. The second he saw her, he thought he would; but somehow he didn't. His eyes, already accustomed to the encroaching darkness, swept over her and moved back up to her face to meet hers.
"I don't mind... but I'm afraid I'm not going to be very good company."
Yvonne wasn't very good company herself, and she said so.
Nick half-grinned and nodded. "You feel like a swim? There's a fabulous island out there, away from everything. You can loose yourself in its untouched ruggedness, forget your own thought."
He realized he had been babbling on without intention, and he stopped himself short. Yvonne grinned over at him and started for the water at a run.
"I'll race you."
* * *
Frank knew how badly Ursula wanted the feet of his cock in her; and he held the big shaft back, just teasing her with the hard, throbbing knob, working her up to a feverish pitch. Finally Ursula couldn't stand it any longer, and she reached for his bag and squeezed it none too gently.
"Fuck me, you bastard... fuck me... " Frank let out a yelp of mixed pain and pleasure; then he reached for her hand and pulled it away from his tender balls gently. The feel of it had made him as eager as she was, and he was ready to give her what she wanted.
He pistoned his hips forward slightly, and his thick knob bored into her hot, slippery cunt.
Ursula welcomed the thrust with a passion that surprised even her, and Frank lost himself to giving her the long, hard cock that she was begging for. He continued to press it to her as he shoved his hips upward, driving a little of the huge, pulsating prick further into her hot, enticing box.
* * *
Lavina was no stranger to receiving a hot cock up her ass; but even with all her experience, Gordon's wild, dry attack was a little difficult for her to take. She had to pull away a few times to lessen the pressure of his fiery rod; but finally he managed to ram it all the way up her rectum, and they settled down to a rhythmic fucking motion. She rotated her dimpled cheeks while Gordon continued to thrust his hips powerfully back and forth, imbedding his big prick up to the heavy, hairy balls with each stroke.
Lavina loved the feel of a cock up her ass, and it didn't take her long to get into the full swing of it. She began to moan and whimper with pleasure as Gordon gave into his passion fully and fucked her for everything he was worth.
Nick was a little surprised to find that Yvonne had no difficulty in keeping up with him. She was a powerful, relaxed swimmer, and he added up just one more small point about her that surprised and pleased him.
By the time they had reached the island, he had grown more relaxed; and he found himself smiling as he helped her to her feet and led her out of the water up onto the shore. They paused there for a few minutes, catching their breath; then Nick took her hand and they began to explore their newfound kingdom.
* * *
Ursula was burning up with the passion to achieve release, to experience the wonder of it combined with the secure feeling of having Frank's big, throbbing cock explode deep in her cunt and make her feel like a complete woman.
Her body twisted and churned on the bunk below him as she welcomed his thick cock into the clutching depths of her eager vagina. Frank was no longer trying to control the pace. He was hers completely now, to be used as she saw fit. He groaned and slipped his hands under her bouncing buttocks, cupping the dimpled cheeks and hauling her up against him tightly so he could drive his pistoning cock even deeper into her hot, milking pussy.
He knew Ursula wanted it hard, and he was more than willing to oblige her. He let her feel his heavy balls slapping against the moist, firm flesh of her ass at the end of each plunge.
He fucked her hard, viciously, with an increasing rhythm of his hips. The length of his big, pulsating prick ripped in and out of her with a determination that Ursula couldn't praise enough.
Lavina's mouth hung limply open. She shook with pleasure as his powerful frame hammered down against her viciously, shoving his big, thick knob deeper and deeper into the hot, sticky warmth of her rectum. She loved the feel of it probing, sliding easily in and out, thrilling her in a way, that she had come to love passionately.
Her fingers dug deeply into her cunt, caressing, probing; then she grasped her hot, stiff clit in between her thumb and forefinger and began to work on it as Gordon picked up the pace behind, thrusting his massive, throbbing, hot cock wildly in and out of her ass.
She knew he was getting ready to blow his stones, and she wanted nothing more than the feel of his hot come spurting deep into her bowels. She began to squeeze her tender clitoris as she waited in ecstatic anticipation for the first gushing stream of his hot semen.
* * *
Ursula arched herself upward, straining her lush, perspiration-soaked form to the breaking point. Her mouth dropped open, and she half-choked as she waited for it; then it came, and she felt herself whirling upward into the heavens of delight as she reached her crisis wildly.
The feel of her moaning and writhing with pleasure under him gave Frank the push he needed to reach his release. He drove his hard, quivering prick into her, letting out a husky groan of satisfaction as the bulbous head jerked and gushing stream of thick, rich semen spewed into her, doubling the already indescribable delight that filled her lurching body.
He seemed to have an endless supply of the hot elixir, and it took a long time for him to empty his big balls of their pay load. He kept on and on, spurting his burning seed into her as she twisted and churned against him, sucking his stiff organ dry; and Ursula loved the feel of every last drop.
Gordon's big tool exploded, sending a flood of hot come spurting into Lavina's more than eager ass. She let out a soft whine of pleasure and rotated her buttocks against him, urging more of his hot juice from his shuddering balls, and at the same time, she jerked her hot clitoris and brought herself over the top with him.
He pumped her full of hot come until it was oozing out around his deeply imbedded cock; then, finally finished, Gordon pulled back out of her. She groaned with the loss of his hard cock.
They remained motionless for a few minutes, wildly trying to catch their breath; then the sound of Frank's voice drew their attention.
"Hey, you two; c'mon in here. Let's have a daisy chain on the big bunk. There isn't much room, but that shouldn't bother us."
Gordon grinned and got to his feet.
"Hell, no."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Nick had relaxed a good deal. The swim and leisurely walk around the beach of the small island had a calming effect on him, and he felt a lot more able to cope with things by the time he and Yvonne had dropped down onto the sand to rest.
His thoughts were still dominated by the problems between himself and Ursula, however, and he now felt a strong need to talk to someone else about them; Yvonne was his natural choice for a sounding board. He liked her honesty and straight forward attitude; and of the group, he trusted her most. She was as much a part of this thing as the rest, but at least she was honest about her involvement.
As he sat beside her, he realized that he had been silent for some time, lost in his own thoughts; and he turned slightly to face her. Yvonne smiled.
"You were a long way off."
Nick nodded and looked out at the water.
"Yes, I was thinking about Ursula and I. It's funny; I thought we had something real good going for us, and I thought I knew her better than anybody else. It seems that I was wrong."
Yvonne shrugged and leaned back against the rock behind her, stretching her lush body lazily.
"I know the feeling. We seem to get lost in our little ruts and just float along; then some radical change from outside hits, and we find ourselves knocked out of the boat and fighting to keep our heads above water."
Nick couldn't have put it better; he was surprised that she was so closely aware of the situation.
"It sounds as though you've been up against it before."
"Yvonne nodded.
"Yes. I remember when Frank and Lavina first brought up swapping; Gordon and I had discussed it from time to time-not with us in mind, but just the general idea; and we'd laughed it off. Then suddenly we had the chance. I thought I knew Gordon pretty well, and I was sure that he wouldn't want any part of it, and I knew that I wouldn't. It's funny, really; we jumped at the chance."
Nick couldn't see it happening that way. He and Ursula had been more or less forced into the swapping; otherwise it would never have happened.
"I can't see it working like that... not for Ursula and I."
Yvonne laughed half-heartedly.
"Oh, it's not too hard to figure; in our case, sex was a pretty powerful thing. I'm afraid Gordon isn't too proficient at working me up the way I want, and I suppose it was just as much my fault for not telling him. I was hungry for a proficient lover, just once; and that's all it took to get us hooked. We were both relatively inexperienced when it came to far-out methods of balling; and Frank and Lavina are expert teachers, to say the least."
Her words made sense to Nick. He knew how much he liked making it with Yvonne; it wasn't that he didn't enjoy making love to Ursula, but it was different with Yvonne.
Yvonne seemed to be reading his thoughts, and she smiled.
"Variety is the spice of life, they say. A few years of marriage makes you take your spouse for granted, and you don't really put everything into lovemaking that you did when you first met. It gets a little stale, humdrum. But just switch partners once, and the old fires rage up and consume you before you have a chance for a second thought."
Nick nodded slowly, honestly admitting to himself that he had indeed felt a resurging of desire once he'd made it with Yvonne. The beautiful redhead beside him frowned slightly.
"That's why you've got to get Ursula to understand this thing before it's too late. She has to get her values straightened out soon, or there won't be much left between you. Gordon and I are already caught up in this thing. Neither of us wants to quit it now, at least, not to go back to each other for complete sexual satisfaction. I couldn't stand to make it with only him, not now; and he feels exactly the same way."
Nick looked over toward her.
"Why all the concern about Ursula and I?"
Yvonne hesitated for a second before answering. "At first it was because I felt partially responsible for the sneaky way it was thrust upon you. Now it's because I've made love with you, and I want to do it again, but not until you want me for the sake of wanting me, rather than because you're trying to get back at Ursula. You're my way out of this thing; with you I know I could be happy and not need variety. But you're not free now, and I don't want to set my heart on something I can't have. I suppose that sounds crazy to you."
Nick shook his head.
"No, nothing sounds crazy to me any more. I just wish I knew what to do." Yvonne smiled and stood up.
"That's something I can't help you with; it's a decision you've got to make for yourself. I've made mine already. I have nothing left with Gordon; I probably never had anything concrete with him. Right now he's my key to swapping; and through swapping. I'm going to find the man I want, the man that will make me happy."
She looked back toward the shoreline.
"I think we'd better go back now; I can't trust myself not to try to persuade you to try it my way."
Nick got to his feet and followed her across the beach toward the water. His eyes roamed unashamedly over her beautiful body, and the sight of it moving sensuously in the moonlight didn't make his confused mind any clearer. He found himself wishing that he could make the decision she had made with the apparent ease she had found, but it just wasn't that simple. He couldn't toss away a year of marriage simply because he found himself wildly attracted to another woman; it didn't make sense.
* * *
The acrid, musky smell of spent semen and passion-induced sweat filled the inside of the camper. Gordon, Frank, Lavina and Ursula were crowded together on the top bunk, each lost in his or her own world of sensual bliss, after having completed a long, slow, oral daisy chain.
It was quiet for a long time; then Frank managed to find the strength to speak.
"You two had better set up one of the other bunks; it's a little crowded up here for the four of us to spend the night."
Gordon nodded and disentangled himself from Lavina's arms and legs, then climbed down the ladder and helped her down behind him. He went to work on the eating area, quickly converting it into a good-sized bunk.
Frank's attention was drawn toward the action on the floor of the camper for a few seconds, and Ursula sucked in a deep lungful of air as she stretched on the big bunk and tried to make some sense out of her feelings and thoughts.
Being with Frank made her feel young again, young, and on the threshold of blissful sensual discovery. With Frank she had none of the entanglements of marriage, the duties, the complications; yet she couldn't ignore the steadily pounding awareness of what she was risking to have this free, uninhibited existence.
Her thoughts went to Nick, to where he was, what he was doing. She hadn't failed to notice Yvonne's disappearance from the camper; and she wondered what each was doing now, if they were doing it together.
She wanted reassurance; she wanted to feel needed, to feel loved, and a part of the crazy, mixed-up world of which she was suddenly a part.
She looked up at Frank, demanding his attention.
"Love me, Frank... slowly, like you used to. Make it last a long time."
Frank grinned down at her, his senses taking in her beautiful sensuality, waiting for him, in one hurried, yet savored, split second. This was the woman for him, begging for the feel of his cock, for loving that only he could give.
He dropped down on her, pressing his muscular form against hers, loving the feel of her stiff nipples against his chest, demanding, begging for love. He thrilled to the feel of her body as it reacted to the pressure of his prick, moving lightly, sensuously below him. He paused for a second, watching her face twist with passion and noting the closing of her eyelids with their long, blonde lashes. Ursula had always made him feel all man when he fucked her, ten feet tall and all cock.
He bent his head, letting his lips meet her puckered, sensuous mouth. He felt her teeth part on contact, and his tongue surged deeply into the hot, sweet recesses of her mouth to find hers waiting and eager for the sensuous tangling of erotic battle.
His hands began to rove over her, the swollen sides of her big tits, the smooth round flesh of her hips and long, beautifully formed legs. A weird little cry of wonder filled Ursula's throat, and it was enough to bring him to the peak of pure, undeniable animal readiness.
* * *
On the floor of the camper below, Gordon had finished setting up the bed. Lavina had felt the almost electric building of desire in him as she had watched him work. The sight of his big muscular body glistening with passion-induced moisture, working quickly at setting up the bed, the rise and fall of his hairy barrel chest, and the slow but steady growing of his thick, dynamic prick as he moved became one to show his raw want for her; and she was trembling with expectation when he turned to face her.
He reached out to her and pulled her against him; then he bent his head and let his lips meet hers. His tongue surged hungrily against her teeth, and then sank into her mouth. Her body seemed to catch on fire at the feel of him against her; the all-encompassing power of his dork ran roughshod over her, leaving her gasping for breath and eager for whatever he could give her.
His hands moved over her back, over the firm, jutting cheeks of her buttocks, fondling, kneading the burning flesh. When their lips parted, he was breathing hard, his muscular chest heaving with lust.
Gordon wasn't one for wasting time with preliminaries, but it didn't bother Lavina. He wanted to fuck her, to possess her forcibly in any way that suited his momentary wants; and she was completely ready to give him what he wanted. It made her feel wonderful to have him force her, take her hard and without warning.
Their lips parted, and Gordon stepped back from her a pace. He sensed this complete control he had over Lavina, and it made fucking her one of the biggest thrills possible for him. He knew full well that she was his to use as he wanted; and the feeling of power he got from that realization made him light-headed and a slave to the overpowering desires that ripped through his powerful body.
His eyes moved slowly over her proud tits, and he let out a low moan at the sight of them; the nipples swollen stiff and pulsating with the touch of his body brought a powerful sweep of pleasure to him.
He reached for them roughly, grasping the big mountains, twisting her nipples now that his need had become paramount, fulfilling his desire to hurt her, to become her master completely.
Lavina let out a small cry of pain, but Gordon knew from experience that this was what she wanted; this was what she thrived on, and what turned her into a wild, female animal demanding the thrust of his big cock as hard and deep as he could give it.
This knowledge brought him to a peak of readiness.
His cock surged upward, swelling wildly, filling with lust-induced, hot, pumping blood; then it dropped slightly and stood throbbing proudly in front of her. The thick, veined, purplish-red knob quivered and shimmered in the soft light as it pulsated with readiness.
* * *
On the bunk overhead, Ursula and Frank melted so closely they became one. He raised his lips from hers and let out a husky sigh.
"Jesus, it feels good to have you back where you belong, baby."
Ursula was completely entrapped by the feel and touch of him. She lay whimpering softly, pressed against him, alive and burning with desire. She wanted him feverishly, knowing that she shouldn't, but unable to stop herself now that he had taken her back in time to a point where she could remember nothing but the wonder of his lovemaking.
He didn't give her a chance to allow the nagging worry to fill her again. Instead he bent his head, and his lips met hers for a second time briefly; then he moved between her firm, golden thighs and reached for the base of his stiff cock, guiding the massive, burning head to the moist, open lips of her hot, yawning cunt. He let the big knob throb against the tight, trembling slit for a second; then he slowly pistoned his hips forward, pushing the hot length of his tool into the yielding, oh so ready, and invitingly moist chasm.
Ursula shuddered with pure delight. She was hot for him, and her hips shot upward at his touch, coupling with the thrust of his hips to make his first stroke a deep one. Her hot sheath readily took a good five inches of his hot, throbbing prick.
* * *
Nick followed Yvonne out of the water, his eyes resting somehow familiarly on her lithe body as it moved. His biological urges had always become easily defined and paramount after a swim in the freedom of fresh, clean water, and this time was no exception; he was aware of her, perhaps more aware of her physically than he had ever been before.
He moved up beside her and spun her around to face him; then he took her other hand and held them both firmly.
"I want you. I want you right now. But it can't be the way it is with you; I can't simply say that you're the only one I'll ever want, and that I'm ready to toss Ursula aside because it isn't true. I'm not sure, not at this point. Can you have me that way? Can you accept it under those conditions, at least for the time being?"
Yvonne let her eyes meet his. "I'd like to be able to say no; I'd like to tell you that you either have it my way or not at all. But I can't. I want you just as much as you want me, maybe more; and I'll take it under any conditions you want."
Nick felt a surge of wild desire sweep through him, and he looked down at the stiff length of his big, almost completely unshrouded prick.
"Those are my terms, pure desire, plain and simple."
He reached down with his right hand, encircling his huge, proud cock with his right hand.
"No guarantees, no promises; is that enough?" Yvonne didn't answer him for a second. She was staring down at his bit organ, her eyes wide with passionate, unembarrassed appreciation. She would have liked more from him, the hope of some permanence; but the sight of the massive, gnarled prick proudly cocked and waving in front of her, its now unsheathed, vermilion knob glistening moistly in the moonlight, was enough. She couldn't afford to ask too much of him, not yet.
"It's more than I'd hoped for."
Nick smiled and released his cock. Yvonne's eyes followed the gently swaying motion of the huge prick as it arched upward slightly and jerked, showing its eagerness to give her pleasure. She shuddered involuntarily, and Nick couldn't wait any longer. He reached for her.
* * *
Gordon was in his element. He had Lavina completely mesmerized by the sight of his hard body heaving with desire, and the full, long length of his big cock arched and ready for her. He made no move to go to her, wanting the added thrill of having her beg him to shove it to her.
Lavina knew this little act well. She understood Gordon better than anyone else when it came to his sexual quirks; and far from turning her off, they simply served to make her even hotter for his touch. She was so ready for him that he could smell it.
Lavina parted her legs slightly, letting him see the inviting folds of her cunt. His gaze was centered on the little droplets of moisture that had formed on the shimmering curls covering her mound; and he could see that the outer lips of her cunt were swollen with lust, showing the lighter pink flesh below, open and inviting.
Lavina moaned and gave him what he wanted.
"Please... do it... please... whatever you want... " Gordon moaned huskily as he dropped down to his knees and cupped the cheeks of her ass in his palms. Lavina shook uncontrollably as he burrowed his head between her slightly spread thighs and pulled her close. She threw her head back and whimpered with delight as his tongue slipped from between his lips and began to lick at her hot, moist, musky slit.
* * *
The sounds coming from below made it even easier for Ursula to lose herself in their pure sexual expression, and she threw all thoughts aside as Frank's familiar and experienced body pressed tightly against hers. It felt so good to be wrapped in his arms, a part of him, alive, young and vibrant, needed by him.
Frank was beginning to broil with the need to possess her now, and he made no bones about it. He went into action, slipping his hands under the firm, dimpled mounds of her buttocks and pulling the hot flesh upward toward him.
His mouth lifted from hers as he gasped for air; and his long, guttural groan of uninhibited pleasure drove Ursula wild as he drove his cock forward again, blissfully forcing her tight tissue to make room for the big, throbbing, bulbous knob of his pile-driving prick.
For Ursula this was the completion of her wants. The feel of him slowly sinking his cock into her, becoming one with her, uniting the blissful sensations of their needs, was something deep and meaningful in her mind; all else was immediately shut off.
She moaned and tossed her head back as she dug her heels into the top of the mattress.
* * *
Nick was like a man obsessed. He was completely changed now, unaware of the world around him, of the painful thoughts of his existence; none of it mattered now as he strove to meld and become one with Yvonne's deeply engrossing body.
He was lost in the feel and touch of her. He wanted so badly to make this last forever, to never come out of the wondrous sensations that swept through him. He was unaware of her wants; yet at the same time, he was attuned to them because what he wanted was what she wanted.
The hot, hammering flood of need was surging through him, and with it, the desire to fuck her hard now, and sate the burning want; yet he didn't give vent to it because he wanted it to last, because he knew it would simply get stronger and better as he fed it with the wonders of her body.
His thumbs and forefingers began to work on her full, pulsating nipples, and Yvonne let out a husky moan of need. She loved the sensation of his male warmth against her. Her hands slipped around his waist, holding it lightly for a second; then they dropped to cup the flesh of his muscled buttocks. He felt her lips and tongue on his chest, kissing and licking a fiery path through the mat of thick black hair.
Nick closed his eyes and let a hiss of pleasure seep through his clenched teeth as he felt his balls quiver with sensual awareness.
"God, you set me on fire... " He raised his torso slightly, letting his eyes feast on her full, heaving tits, the gentle rise of her belly, and the spread, inviting lips of her hungry cunt.
She was all woman; she oozed passion and sensuality from every pore. He couldn't resist running his index finger light across her open, passion-swollen cuntlips in a brief, brushing motion.
"You're almost too much."
Yvonne groaned, and her hands reached out to grasp his throbbing prick. She squeezed it gently, lovingly as her fingertips stroked his knob. Nick's hips shot forward at her touch, and the huge, thick cock in her hands jerked with anticipation and need. The powerful readiness of him thrilled her deeply.
She pressed nearer to him until the head of his massive, erect cock rested against the firm, hot flesh of her body. The natural warmth of her passion-heated skin caused Nick's thick prick to lurch, and the throbbing organ brushed up and down against her. Yvonne moved her hands to cup the core of his manhood, letting her palms fill with the heavy spheres of his balls. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as Nick began to move his hips slowly, dry-fucking the soft, yet firm flesh of her belly.
The feel of hot skin enclosing his cock brought Nick alive. He reached for her proud, full tits and began to caress and tease the big orbs gently as her fingers massaged his nuts.
* * *
There was no gentleness in Gordon's lovemaking even in this act of oral lovemaking that was supposedly for a woman alone. His mouth was rough and demanding as he ate her; yet it was fine with Lavina. She loved the feel of him chewing on her trembling box, digging deeply into it with his tongue.
His need was raw, savage, that of an animal; and having him work on her like an animal just made it all the better. She was his slave, his toy to be used as he wanted, and her mind snapped with masochistic delight at the feel of his tongue delving against the hot, tender recesses of her burning pussy. It was almost too good to be true.
She let out a deep moan of delight through her tightly clenched teeth. Her hands went to the back of his head, pulling his wildly chewing mouth tight against her cunt as she arched her back and pushed her burning, dripping pussy against his face.
"Oh god, yes... eat me... chew it... that feels so good... harder... hurt me... hurt... " The sound of her words echoed through Gordon's mind. His tongue shot inside the warm, musky orifice in an exploratory probe; and she went wild against him, letting her passion-filled cries fill the air around them. The sound drove Gordon wild. He ate her delicious, honey-filled well frantically, chewing her with a vengeance, tasting every quivering inch of her beautiful, oozing, meaty cunt. His hot tongue found her stiff, pulsating clitoris; and he began to suck and lap at it hungrily.
Lavina's head lurched back as a tremor of wonder surged through her.
"Oh yes... yes... eat it... chew it... tongue fuck me, lover... so good... so good... "
* * *
Ursula and Frank were back in their own world, lost completely to it now, and completely unaware of their surroundings. Each was reliving a wild past relationship, and the wonder of having each other again.
Their slow fucking was almost ritualistic in its preparation, in its slow, but sure development. Each was giving to the other that which only months of practice can give, the pure, perfect sexual coupling, the ultimate in pleasurable lovemaking.
Frank started with slow, deliberate strokes, and Ursula made no move to hurry him. They both wanted it to be slow, to last. Frank took his time getting his big, swollen prick completely into her. Then, finally, Ursula felt the weight of his body meeting hers completely, the hot touch of his balls pressing tantalizingly against her buttocks on each completed plunge.
It was a slow, rhythmic mating, each of them lost in the delight of it, wanting it to last. Ursula knew the wondrous feel of that cock so well. She played her part in the act instantly, without thought. Her hands found his hips and urged him back and forth, passionately loving every thick, probing inch of his huge prick as it slipped slowly in and out of her, the smooth, throbbing knob pressing against the very bottom of her hungry, clutching vagina, thrilling her beyond description.
Her mouth fell open, and she began to move her head from side to side, tossing her now sweet-matted hair wildly against the pillow.
"Make it last... make it last forever... it's been so long... it's so good... slowly... "
* * *
Yvonne knew at this point that the only thing she had going with Nick was sex, pure and simple. It didn't take her long to realize that if she could hold this much control over him already, a little more effort might be enough to swing him completely around to her way of thinking.
Her hands released the full sac she had been fondling lovingly, and she pushed him gently over onto his back. She kissed him lightly on the lips as he looked up at her.
"This time may be the last time you want me; I'd like to make it good. Do you mind if I get the most out of it?"
Nick shook his head slowly. He was hot and primed for anything, and he was putty in her hands.
"Hell, no; where I come from the lady is always right."
Yvonne smiled and reached for his cock, grasping it at the base and forcing it to stand upright between his powerful, golden thighs. She held it for a second, thrilling to the feel and sight of the big tool; then, without warning, she bent her head.
A jolt of pleasure ripped through his body as her tongue settled on the unshrouded, glistening head of his big prick and licked off the shimmering droplet of moisture that had formed there. Nick groaned huskily and shut his eyes. His body burst into flame as Yvonne slowly worked on him, savoring the feel and taste of him, her tongue flashing from between her sensuous lips again and again.
Nick couldn't move. His body tingled with pure, raw bliss. Her tongue was like a fiery, silky breath of air as it started down the length of his mammoth, throbbing prick. He reacted instantly, his hips thrusting up to her as he grunted with pleasure. Yvonne whimpered with delight as she watched the big shaft demand more attention. She shifted her mouth back to the knob of the lurching tool and sucked it inside.
Lavina couldn't keep her crisis back for long. Gordon was chewing her hot twat raw, and the feel of it was more than she could ignore, no matter how badly she would have liked to draw it out longer.
She rocketed over the top wildly. Her body thrashed uncontrollably for a few seconds; then she managed to get a hold on herself enough to get the most out of Gordon's chewing mouth, quivering, twisting her hot box against his mouth, and whimpering with ecstatic delight as the delicious tremors of release ripped through her.
* * *
The sound of Lavina making it made the slow, leisurely fucking inadequate for Frank and Ursula. Suddenly the tempo increased, and they began the serious work of striving for mutual satisfaction.
Frank rotated his hips and changed position on each stroke, letting his thick, throbbing knob hit her forcibly on a different sensitive spot each time.
Ursula's mind nearly snapped. She became a wild animal below him, striving frantically to bring them both over the top, wanting nothing more now than the feel of his molten seed gushing wildly into her throbbing, tingling cunt. Her nails raked over the tensed, muscular flesh of his back and shoulders.
Frank knew what she wanted from him, now that she was near climaxing. He began to feast on her with his mouth, nibbling, chewing the hot flesh of her neck, her heaving breasts, her shoulders... he waited for her, attuned to every nerve in her body...
In seconds Ursula let out a wild cry of pleasure and thrashed upward off the bunk, arching her lush, glistening body as high as it would go.
"Now... Frank, now... " Frank exploded. His muscular, deeply tanned body shook with a powerful shudder, a shrill gasp of pleasure filled Ursula's throat as he groaned, and his massive knob lurched to deliver the first gushing flood of rich, creamy hot come into her.
Ursula's face contorted, and her mouth hung open limply as she thrilled to the wonder of it pumping into her clutching pussy.
"Oh yes... oh... oh... " She shot over the top with him. The blissful wonder of release spread wildly through her body, building deep in her vagina and rumbling like thunder through her entire being. Each spurting gob of molten, gushing semen that spewed from deep within Frank's pumping balls increased the delirious pleasure that clutched her wildly, possessively, completely.
* * *
Nick had never been so completely aroused. Yvonne was good with her mouth, better than anyone he'd ever known before. She was determined, unselfish, wonderfully experienced; and he was helpless with passion as she worked on him.
He climbed steadily up the ladder to release, uncontrollably, blissfully; then suddenly his entire world shattered. His mind flashed with the brilliance of the rainbow; every nerve ending in his body tingled with ecstasy as he thrust his hips upward wildly, and with a low, gurgling moan, poured forth his thick, rich come into the milking, sucking "O" formed by her sensuous, pleasure-giving lips.
He delivered a fantastic wad; it went on and on. Yvonne half-choked as she took it willingly, eagerly savoring each hot stream as it spurted forth from the tip of his lurching, magnificent cock.
He had never felt anything like it before. It was as though she was sucking the very life out of him. His mind went blank, lost in the sensual abyss of pure gratification.
What seemed like hours later, he felt his ass dropping back down and groaned as her lips pulled away.
* * *
Gordon had fully enjoyed eating Lavina's hot cunt, but now he was hungry for the feel of his cock in her. She had no more than drifted down from the crest of her release when Gordon climbed up onto her and reached down for his throbbing cock with his right hand.
He let out a groan of need and pressed the thick, pulsating knob toward the open, moist chasm that awaited him eagerly.
The feel of his hot body against Lavina made her ready again instantly. Her hands went over his shoulders and slipped down to cup his buttocks as she felt him press his knob between her open, oozing lips. Then she lurched upward off the damp bunk, sucking his cock into her partially as he drove forward with his first powerful stroke.
* * *
Frank lay beside Ursula, holding her tightly against him, his lips nuzzling against her neck as they floated blissfully down from the peak of release.
"God, that was good, baby. We make beautiful music together; it's good to have it back. Christ, let's never lose it again."
Ursula felt safe in his arms, complete and balanced. She responded to his words without thinking, without suffering the agony of wondering and worrying.
"Yes... oh yes. It's so good. I want you to love me, to keep loving me; don't let me come down... love me... " Frank lifted his mouth from the hollow of her neck. He let his fingertips trail lightly over her cunt and down the crease of her dimpled ass. They paused for a second in that deep valley between her firm cheeks.
"Would you like it there, baby? Do you want me to ream you nice and slow?"
Ursula shook involuntarily at the mention of the act and the feel of his fingertip probing gently but with determination against her puckered anus.
"Yes... yes... " Frank moved quickly, the thought of fucking her tight ass bringing his cock up hard and ready for action. He left her for a few seconds, slipping off the bunk; and when he returned, he had a small bottle of Vaseline in his hand. He handed it to her and grinned.
"Okay, baby, just like we used to."
A wave of desire swept through Ursula as she relived those memories. She shuddered and closed her eyes; then she reached out for his big, swollen cock. She grasped it firmly at the base and held it for a second, excited by the feel of his hot, pulsating blood; then she wanted more than the feel of it in her hand. Frank leaned back on his haunches as she took the top off the jar and scooped a gob of the lubricant out.
A surge of pleasure filled Frank as she grabbed his big tool again and began to cover the thick, pulsating knob with Vaseline: Yvonne leaned on her knees beside Nick, staring down at him as he slowly came down to earth. She smiled brightly as he opened his eyes.
"Did you like that?"
Nick nodded dumbly, unable to tell her just how much; and before he could speak, Yvonne was leaning over him again, bending her head, and he felt her mouth brush against his balls in a kiss, then lap and tease his sensitive spheres as she reached for his cock with her hand and began to jack him off slowly.
* * *
Lavina came alive as Gordon began to stroke his big cock into her. She had been primed beautifully as he ate her, and now she was more than ready to fuck frantically for him.
Gordon groaned as he felt her clutching walls embracing his massive, throbbing knob; and his hips drove forward of their own volition, shoving the big chunk of hot meat deeper into her oozing slit. It took only two vicious thrusts from his hips to shove his cock completely into her tight vagina, burying it blissfully between walls of hot, clutching flesh.
His hairy sac slapped against her buttocks as he dug his hands under her and filled his palms with her firm buttocks, hauling her up to him so he could drive his big prick plunging to the very bottom of her yawning orifice. Lavina quivered with delight and began to moan and rotate below him, grinding her cunt against him. The glistening black down covering her cunt mingled and intertwined with the thick forest of dense wiry hair at the base of his massive, throbbing rod.
* * *
Frank's stiff cock pulsed wildly in Ursula's hand as she spread the Vaseline over his cock. She couldn't wait to feel it slipping deep into her ass and thrilling her as only it could.
She let it slip free of her hand and dropped down onto the bunk, opening her legs wide and holding her hands out to him.
"Hurry... hurry... " Frank moved quickly, kneeling between her spread thighs. He paused for a second, looking down at her open, swollen cunt; then he groaned and reached for a pillow, shoving it under her ass before placing her ankles up onto his shoulders.
Ursula was wildly impatient for the feel of him, and she began to whimper incoherently.
"Hurry... god... hurry... " Frank reached down and parted the cheeks of her ass; then he guided his thick, glistening knob between the spread globes and pressed against the tight, puckered brown ring. He held it there as he bent his head and let his mouth find one of her full, proud breasts. He toyed with the eraser-hard, pulsating nipples for a few seconds, letting his tongue brush back and forth over it as he sucked gently; then, slowly, he began to push his hips forward.
Ursula's mouth fell open as she felt it plunging steadily deeper into her rectum. She thrilled to the wonder of the big, throbbing shaft sinking deeper and deeper into her now, and she eagerly welcomed each powerful thrust of Frank's hips. A deep groan of ecstatic bliss hissed from between her lips and mingled with the husky moans of pleasure coming from deep within Frank's throat.
* * *
It was torture for Nick. Sweet, blissful torture. She had his balls alive, living, shuddering with a wonder that left him breathless. She had sucked on them so long that they were aching, but the pain was a weird, wonderful pain, one of sensual awareness, of excitement.
It was almost too good to stand, and he felt himself beginning to shudder with impending release. Yvonne felt it too, telegraphed through his body; and she reacted instantly, moving her mouth back to the end of his throbbing prick again. He erupted with the violence of a volcano; and Yvonne greedily sucked him dry for the second time, her fingertips caressing his tingling, aching sac and urging forth every ounce of hot come he could deliver.
* * *
Gordon relished the feel of Lavina's clutching cunt. He felt his senses begin to reel as he settled down to fuck her hard, stroking completely into her each time, slamming his thick, bulbous knob against the bottom with relish.
He hammered it in and out of her, slowly at first, and then picking up the pace as the pleasure of sinking into her tight cunt filled him.
Lavina loved it hard; she wanted to feel that enthralling twinge of pain with each of his vicious plunges. It doubled the need that ripped through her very being.
Wild little cries of delight filled his ears as she lashed upward to receive his thick, throbbing prick.
An intense, savage thrill of sensual wonder enveloped her; and her lush body became instantly willing, striving to serve Gordon's hammering form. It was short, savage, and good for both of them.
Gordon let out a wild grunt as his thick knob jerked, sending forth the first rich, creamy gush of hot come to burn into the very core of Lavina's milking vagina. She let out a shrill shriek of pure ecstasy as she felt it streaming into her, filling her trembling slit.
Then her mind went blank as she joined him in sensual fulfillment. Gush after thick, hot gush of searing, rich semen shot into her tight, clutching cunt. It went on and on, with Gordon's spewing dork deeply imbedded in her, his big balls pumping for all they were worth until he had completely emptied his hot, heavy sac of its payload.
He paused then for a second, drained of strength, and gulped in lungfuls of air before he finally managed to pull his spent cock out of her and drop down onto his side next to her. They lay there panting frantically for breath, each satisfied and exhausted.
* * *
Once again the sound of Gordon and Lavina in the throes of release added fuel to the already raging flames eating at Frank and Ursula.
She instantly picked up the old familiar rotating movements of her ass to complement the deep in and out thrusts of Frank's thick prick as it penetrated deeper into the tight, clutching tissues of her bowels.
Frank's need was paramount now; and he fucked her harder, hammering viciously into her hot, embracing chasm.
It was too much for Ursula. She let out a shriek of ecstasy and climaxed. Frank shot his wad instantly. He shoved his cock completely into her ass as it spewed forth a gushing stream of red hot lava, filling her with ecstasy.
The camper shook wildly as he emptied himself into her; then he drew his leaking cock free of her ass and dropped down onto his back beside her.
Ursula's knee went rubbery, and she collapsed beside him. Frank let his arms slip around her and pull her close as they fought to regain control over themselves.
A few minutes later their peaceful, deep breathing joined the sounds of sleep already coming from the bunk below them.
* * *
Yvonne couldn't remember when she had seen a man come with such intensity. She was pleased at the way things were going, and she fully intended to make the most of her opportunity to make herself indispensable to Nick and his big, thick cock.
He lay spread-eagled below her, his body still tingling from the explosive blow job she had given him. He had regained control of his breathing and his senses, but his body still thrilled to her touch as she moved her lips through the thick mat of curly dark hair on his washboard belly, and then continued upward over his chest.
She stretched herself out on top of him, and he felt his breathing become labored again at the feel of her warm, lush body pressed tightly against him. He felt her lips meet his, and he opened his teeth to receive his lashing tongue. The kiss was a long, passionate one; by the time she pulled away from him, he was ready for her again. This time he wanted to repay her in some small way for the blissful pleasure she had brought him; he wanted it to be for her and her alone. He cupped her hips in his palms and rolled her over gently; then he raised himself slightly and settled between her open thighs.
"Now it's your turn."
He bent his head to kiss the fiery red patch of curls covering her glistening cuntlips. A moan of pleasure escaped from between Yvonne's sensuous lips, and she shuddered with anticipation as she thrust her hips upward to him.
Nick moved his hands up the insides of her thighs as he lifted his head to look at her. His fingertips found her hot slit and parted the lips as he returned his mouth to it again, letting his tongue sink into her. Yvonne moaned and raised her legs, slipping them around his neck; and he shuddered as he felt himself held by the viselike grip of her silky thighs.
His hands slipped up over her slightly rounded belly and found her breasts, and he brushed and teased the hard tips with his fingers as his tongue worked on her cunt.
It probed, circled, jabbed, and circled again deep within her hot vagina. He began to eat her hungrily, his senses filled with her need. The smell of her passion filled his nostrils, and he quivered with excitement as he strove to give her pleasure.
Yvonne had been worked to a feverish pitch while she had been mouthing his huge cock, and it didn't Jake her long to come. She went wild, thrashing and twisting against him; and Nick came damn close to blowing his load again as he felt the wonder of her climaxing. He stayed with her, his tongue buried in her hot cunt, savoring the pleasure he had given her.
When Yvonne opened her eyes again, he was opening the sleeping bag. She moved over to him, and they slipped inside, wrapped in each other's arms. Her hand found his huge cock and stroked it for a few seconds, then guided the thick, bulbous knob to her burning cunt. They began to fuck slowly.
CHAPTER NINE
Nick woke just before the break of dawn, and was immediately conscious of Yvonne's warm, sensual body against his. His first reaction was to move away from her, but that would have been impossible in the tight confines of the sleeping bag; and after a few seconds, he had no urge to do so.
He thought about it for a second and frowned as he stared upward at the slowly brightening sky.
This was getting him nowhere. He was as unbalanced emotionally as he had been from the start of the swapping. Being away from Ursula made it easier for him to ignore what they had together, what he felt for her, just as being close to Yvonne made her presence always more noticeable and demanding; yet neither of these facts helped him to think straight and to examine just where he was going.
Yvonne's stirring from beside him drew his attention, and he dropped his thoughts as he turned to look at her. She flipped over onto her back beside him and smiled.
"Mmmm... I can't remember when I've enjoyed waking up more."
Her hand moved along his side, brushing lightly against his semi-erect cock; and he moved quickly, slipping out of the sleeping bag. He knew full well that any stimulation in the morning was enough to give him a rock-hard prick that wouldn't quit, and he didn't want to confuse his thoughts any further. It was time to put things into their proper perspective and make a decision, one way or the other.
Yvonne was visibly hurt by his reaction; and he flushed slightly, dropping onto his haunches beside her.
"It's nothing personal; I just want to clear out a few of the cobwebs in my muddled brain, and making love to you again wouldn't make that any easier. I'm going for a swim; you want to join me?"
Yvonne nodded and slipped out of the bag. Nick got to his feet and started for the water. It was hard enough to resist her now; he didn't want to see her lush form sparkling naked in the breaking dawn...
* * *
Ursula was the only one awake in the camper; that was obvious from the heavy breathing that filled her ears. She leaned back, stretching lazily beside Frank's spread-eagled form.
What had gone before looked a little less dazzling to her in the first light of the morning, and she found herself doing some serious thinking for the first time since the trip had got underway.
It amazed her a little to realize that she had so easily given up the fight of holding Frank off and succumbed to his seduction. For a full year she had been able to pass up the open invitation offered by him to reopen their love affair; she had done so for one reason and one reason only.
Nick. What she had with him; things that Frank could never give her, would never give her, didn't have the tenderness to give her.
Those things came to mind now as she floated in her own private thoughts. With Nick she had security; he was good to her as a husband, and demanded very little from her in return. Life with him was good, and it was fun. The only thing he lacked was Frank's pre-occupation with sex night and day, something she had grown to accept as normal and necessary during the two years she had been Frank's bed partner.
Looking back on it now, she could see why the pressure to reopen the affair with Frank had steadily increased until she gave way to it; yet she couldn't understand why her life with Nick had suddenly seemed less than what it really was.
Nick was a good lover, perhaps not as experienced and uninhibited as Frank; but he was always willing to learn. In time she could have had with him what she desired so strongly from Frank. With a brief loss of control, she had jeopardized everything, just for a few kicks; and the realization of that made her feel weak and stupid.
Seeing things for what they were didn't make much difference now; the damage had been done, and she strongly doubted that it could be repaired. She had given Nick a license to practice free love as a result of her own uncontrollable desires; and as a result, she was unsure of his feelings now. A few days ago, she could have predicted his actions; but not now. She had no way of knowing how her actions and Yvonne's lovemaking had affected him. She could only guess, and she didn't like the picture that popped up in her mind.
* * *
Yvonne followed Nick out of the water. She watched him as he moved over to the sleeping bag and began to roll it up. He was conscious of her eyes on him, and knew she was wondering where she stood with him. He didn't really have an answer to give her, but he felt he owed her some sort of an explanation. He turned to face her as he finished the task.
"I'm going to call this deal off, get Frank to take us back. The four of you can go on from there if you want to, but I want to get Ursula back to civilization and see if we can't talk this thing out and come to some sensible decision. I know damn well that I don't want to go on like this. If she does, well then, I guess it'll be better for both of us to go separate ways. I can't do any sensible thinking here, not under these circumstances."
Yvonne nodded as she stood up and tossed the sleeping bag over his shoulder.
"I think you're right; none of us can really think straight as long as we're doing this. I could use a few days of unwinding and thinking, too. I've been wanting to tell Gordon how I feel, and I've put it off too long now."
Nick nodded slowly; then they turned and started walking toward the camper. When they reached it, Nick pulled the door open and climbed inside.
Ursula looked up at him as he walked toward her, and he avoided her eyes while he found his clothes and slipped into them. Yvonne followed him silently, and then she too dressed.
When he had finished, Nick moved over to the bunk shared by Ursula and Frank and shook the other man.
"Listen, Frank, I want you to drive us to hell out of here. I think a taste of civilization will do us all a lot of good."
It took Frank a few seconds to shake the sleep out of his head and understand Nick's statement. When he did, he opened his mouth to protest; but Ursula spoke first.
"Nick's right."
Nick had expected protest, and he had been ready for it, but Ursula's statement threw him off balance. The next surprise came from Lavina as she rolled out of the bottom bunk.
"I'll fix us some breakfast while you get the truck ready."
Her eagerness threw everybody, especially Nick. He followed her outside, leaving Yvonne with the others. He couldn't ignore his curiosity; and when they were out of hearing distance, he stopped her.
Before he could speak, Lavina smiled at him and shrugged.
"I thought it was a good idea at first. I was jealous of the fact that Frank kept bringing up Ursula every time we hit the sack, and I wanted to hurt him by making it with you; I wanted to hurt both of them. It didn't work out that way. Frank is still as wired on Ursula as ever, maybe more so; and I found I liked the idea of making it with you. Only you and I got hurt."
Nick had been hating her for starting the whole thing; but now, with her honestly laying it on the line for him, he found himself pitying her more than anything else.
* * *
Conversation was sparse through the meal, but it went quickly; and before eight, they were on the road for home.
* * *
Nick opened the apartment door and held it while Ursula stepped inside; then he picked up their bags and pushed the door closed behind him.
A strange sensation came over both of them once the door had closed. The familiarity of the apartment they had shared, with all its memories, suddenly made both of them very much aware of how far astray they'd gone over the last couple of days. Nick seemed to sum it up in two simple words.
"Welcome home."
Ursula flushed visibly and looked up at him. "You hungry?" Nick shook his head. "No, are you?" Ursula shrugged.
"Not really... but I guess I should be... " Nick left the bags on the floor and crossed over to the bar. He hauled out a full bottle of Scotch and two glasses; then he nodded toward the couch.
"Sit down; we've got a lot of talking to do."
Ursula dreaded what was coming; yet she knew just as he did that it was necessary, very necessary. She moved across to the couch and sat down, then waited as he carried the bottle and glasses over to the coffee table in front of her. He poured out two stiff drinks and handed her one; then he leaned back and hauled out his smokes. He lit two of them and set them down in the ashtray between the drinks, then leaned back and closed his eyes.
"Where do we start?"
Ursula sucked in a deep breath and took a gulp from her glass; then she turned to face him.
"First of all, I think I should tell you about Frank and I before we got married."
Nick shook his head.
"No. What happened before we met is your business. I got my share of strange tail, and that's past: I was stupid to let it bother me. What is important is what happens now."
Ursula felt nausea sweeping over her.
"You mean between Frank and I?"
Nick shook his head again.
"No... I only wish it was that simple. But I'm afraid there's more to it than that now. I'd love to stay up on my high horse and shove it all onto you; but to be honest, I'm afraid I can't."
Ursula was surprised by his statement, and it showed on her face as he opened his eyes and leaned forward to take a drink.
"What do you mean?"
Nick sucked back a good drink, then looked at her.
"I don't know what attraction Frank holds for you; that's something you've got to deal with. But I know I've really turned on to Yvonne. I don't know if it's because I'm trying to get back at you, or what; but it's there, and I can't ignore it. What I have to decide is if you're worth my fighting the urge or not. It's that simple for me, really; I guess you've got to do the same thing when it comes to Frank."
Panic hit Ursula. She'd been half afraid of Nick and Yvonne, but she'd never dreamed it had gone this far. She stuttered a little as she spoke.
"I... I won't see Frank again... I... " Nick cut her off.
"Don't guess, baby... and don't dream. Obviously you have a thing for Frank, or this would have never happened. I want you to be honest with me; that's the only way I can be honest with you."
Ursula began to cry. She tried to stop herself, but she couldn't.
Nick frowned and lifted his glass. He toyed with it for a second.
"Look, honey, it's a little late for tears. We've got to approach this thing realistically if we want to save anything out of it."
Ursula shook her head in frustration. "I can't help it, Nick... I can't... " He hesitated for a second, then nodded slowly.
"Okay, baby, maybe you need a good cry to clear out the cobwebs. Let's sleep on it and talk about it tomorrow."
He downed his drink quickly and got up. Ursula followed suit and then started after him toward the bedroom.
Nick stripped quickly. He was exhausted both emotionally and physically, and the bed looked good to him. A few seconds later Ursula joined him under the covers. There was a moment's hesitation on her part; then he felt her hand reaching out for him, brushing along his chest.
Nick didn't speak for a few seconds; it wasn't until he began to warm to her touch that he cut it off.
"Let's leave sex out of it until we get it sorted out; I think both of us have had enough to last us for a while."
He turned over with his back to her, and Ursula felt tears welling up in her eyes again.
* * *
Yvonne sat in front of her dressing table, brushing her long red hair. Gordon came into the bedroom from the adjoining bathroom, his body glowing from his shower. He was talking almost to himself as he crossed over to the bed.
"That stupid, fucking Lavina... why the hell did she have to invite them for anyway; we were doing great as a foursome."
Yvonne had been waiting for the right time, the right place; but she knew she was just stalling, and she had to stop it. She turned around slowly to face him.
"We're not doing all right, not you and I." Gordon looked over at her with a puzzled expression.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Yvonne took a deep breath. She had started, and now she wanted to spit it all out, get it over with.
"When we first started with Frank and Lavina, I found out that I was justified in something I'd felt ashamed of for a long time. Basically, I thought you were lousy in bed, rough and unfeeling; and one bout with Frank proved it to me. I didn't say anything at the time, because I was too pleased with the chance to have a man like Frank making love to me. Then Nick came along, and I found there's even more to lovemaking than experience; there's a mutually shared emotional experience that makes it better than I'd ever dreamed. I've found out what a real man can do for me, and I know it's what I want."
A look of disbelief filled Gordon's face. "What the hell do you mean, I'm a lousy lover? Lavina doesn't seem to be complaining." Yvonne shook her head slowly. "It's a bad choice of words, I guess. Lavina and I are different; she's a nymph, and she likes being raped. I'm not, and I like having a man make love to me; it's simply a matter of likes and dislikes." Gordon was getting mad now. "Who the fuck are you trying to kid? You love to be fucked hard. I should know." Yvonne shook her head doggedly. 'That's where you're wrong. Sure, every woman likes it rough now and then; but for the most part, I want to be taken gently, not like an animal. For Lavina you're the answer to a dream, just as Nick is the answer to my dreams. That doesn't make either of you any less of a man."
Her words soothed Gordon's ruffled ego a little; and he leaned back slightly, letting what she had said sink in. His voice softened slightly as he spoke.
"You telling me you want us to split up?"
Yvonne got up and crossed over to the bed. She sat down beside him and shrugged.
"I don't know. I have the best of both with this setup between Frank and Lavina and us... or at least, I thought I did until Nick came along. I just wanted you to know how I felt about it; I was tired of hiding it from you."
Gordon reached for her hand and squeezed it gently, the first gentle thing he'd ever done to her.
"Thanks, baby, it's good to know where you stand. Maybe I just never knew how you felt about it. I always thought I was good for you; I never dreamed... " Yvonne cut him off.
"Stop reproaching yourself. It's as much my fault as yours... " She managed a smile. "... besides, it's not like you to get so emotional."
Gordon leaned back and let his eyes meet hers. "What happens now?"
Yvonne shook her head slowly. "I don't know. Let's see what develops. Obviously we both want to keep up the swapping with Lavina and Frank, so let's let it ride for a while and see how we feel about it in a week or so."
* * *
Frank shoved the plate out into the middle of the table and lit up a smoke. He watched Lavina for a few moments as she shoved the dishes into the dishwasher; then he stood up and followed her out into the living room. She poured out two glasses of wine, as was their usual habit after eating, and then joined him on the couch.
Frank had been waiting for an opportunity to broach the subject of the sere wed-up trip; and since it hadn't presented itself, he initiated it himself.
"You sure as fuck blew it this time, didn't you?"
Lavina had known it was coming, and she had been preparing herself for it. She took a sip from her wine glass and then set it down carefully in the middle of the coffee table before answering him.
"Yes, I guess I did. But not for the reasons you think."
Frank leaned back and shook his head. "What do you mean?"
Lavina fixed her eyes on him. "It's simple, really. When I suggested it to you, you thought of one thing and only one thing-sex. I had other reasons."
Frank threw his head back and laughed. "Oh, fuck, baby, that's a rich one. You, old hot pants personified, had other reasons. Who the hell are you trying to bullshit? This is old Frank, remember? I've been watching you fuck yourself silly for years."
Lavina carried on as if she hadn't heard him. "I thought maybe if you and Ursula made it together again, you'd see that she wasn't as hot as you remembered. And I thought if I made it with Nick, I wouldn't be so jealous of you and Ursula."
Frank laughed again. "You jealous? That will be the day, baby. Hell, you've watched me screw lots of broads, and you were doing exactly the same thing with their husbands. Since when has jealousy ever come into it?"
Lavina took another sip from her glass before answering him.
"I didn't really expect you to understand; you never have. Maybe it's too much to ask from a person who doesn't love anyone but himself."
Frank looked at her silently. She had never talked like this before; she had always been so lighthearted, so uncomplicated. She could see the surprise and lack of understanding in his face, and she shrugged and stood up.
"Don't take it all to heart, honey. I'm tired; I'll probably feel a lot better after a good night's sleep."
She picked up her glass and walked down the hallway toward the bedroom.
Frank sat staring at where she had disappeared. He didn't understand her at all; it just wasn't like her to act like this.
He spent a few seconds trying to figure it out; then he gave it up and tossed back his wine.
CHAPTER TEN
Ursula had breakfast on when Nick finished his shower and walked into the kitchen with a towel wrapped around his middle. They both seemed uneasy in each other's company, and it was a strange, unfamiliar sensation that neither of them particularly enjoyed.
They ate in relative silence; then, as Ursula cleared the table, Nick lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair.
"I did a lot of thinking and not much sleeping last night. I think I know what I need to clear things up."
Ursula turned to face him, brushing her hands off on her apron and joining him at the table. He lit her cigarette from his, then continued.
"Right now I don't think either of us can honestly tell the other that this has had no effect on us, and that we can go back to normal. I know that I, for one, can't simply ignore it and forget it happened. Before I can make up my mind what to do about us, I have to know if you're over Frank; and I have to be sure that this thing with Yvonne is just a biological reaction... " He looked up at her, to be sure he had her attention.
"What I mean is that maybe both of us just got hooked on this thing because we were in a slump sexually, and we enjoyed the kicks. If that's all there is to it, then I don't see us having too much trouble forgiving and forgetting. If not... " He let it die there, and Ursula exhaled and let her eyes meet his.
"Just how do we go about proving that?"
Nick's expression didn't change.
"We have an orgy. We invite them all over here, and we let go completely, getting it from everywhere and anywhere until we've sated our lust. If we still want it after that, then we'll know it's something more substantial than kicks. I mean an orgy, group stuff, pure animal pleasure. If that's what's got us hooked, then let's get our fill: I don't care if it takes a week."
Ursula couldn't believe her ears. "Are you serious?"
Nick nodded. "Yeah. I know it will make my mind up for me one way or the other. Of course, if you don't want to... " Ursula shrugged as she flicked the ash off her cigarette.
"I don't know. Maybe you've got something. I just don't know any more."
Nick leaned forward, crushing his cigarette out in the ashtray.
"Well, it can't make things any worse. Let's face it, we both enjoy sex; and maybe, just maybe, under this situation, where we can cut out any time we want, it just might accomplish something for at least one of us."
Ursula couldn't think straight. She didn't know what was right or wrong. She shrugged.
"I guess anything is worth a try."
Inwardly Nick was no more sure than she was; yet he had come to no other constructive conclusion during his sleepless night.
"You call up Lavina and Yvonne. Tell them to bring their toothbrushes; we're ready any time they are."
* * *
Lavina set the phone down and left her hand on the receiver for a few seconds. It just didn't make any sense to her. Last night Nick and Ursula had both been ready to call it quits, and now they were hosting an orgy.
She wasn't particularly excited by the idea, not because she wasn't ready for another session-her biological makeup made her always ready and willing for sex; it was just that the complications that came about through she and Frank being with Nick and Ursula had been made more than obvious during the brief camper melee.
As she thought about it, an intriguing point crossed her mind. If Nick and Ursula were agreeable to this, it meant they were doing it for a reason, and that reason had to be aimed at getting them back on the track together. If it accomplished that, then it would solve two of her immediate problems, one being the final split-up of Frank and Ursula, the other of satisfying experiences she could get by a real sexual free-for-all between the six of them.
She hadn't been able to completely enjoy herself in the camper because it had been an abortive session, one filled with emotional hangups. It had been impossible for her to really let loose under those circumstances. She didn't have anything more than a hunch to go on, but the more she thought about it, the surer she got.
Frank walked into the room, pulling his golf jacket into place.
"Was that Gord? Did he get us the reservation?"
Lavina shook her head slowly, taking a second to come out of her thoughts.
"No... I think you can forget the golf. That was Ursula. She and Nick have invited the four of us over for an orgy. That's what she said, an orgy."
A broad grin filled Frank's face.
"Son of a bitch! I knew she'd want more, but I never thought old Nick... christ, let's get over there before they change their minds."
A wave of hope spread like wildfire through Yvonne as she listened to Lavina speak. The excitement in her voice was evident as she readily accepted the invitation and hung up the phone.
She walked across the room and stuck her head around the corner.
"You aren't going to believe this, but that was Ursula. We just got an invite to join them and Frank and Lavina for an orgy."
Gordon had been half-sulking most of the morning, but his eyes lit up as she spoke.
"You serious?"
Yvonne nodded.
"Fun starts as soon as we can get there." Gordon vaulted up out of the chair. "Hell, what are we waiting for?"
* * *
In less than an hour, both couples had arrived. Nick took a few minutes to hang up their coats and pass around a tray of drinks; then he answered the obvious question when Frank finally vocalized it.
"How come the change of heart?"
Nick looked over at Ursula for a second, then turned to face the others, who were seated in a semi-circle at one end of the living room.
"I'll put it on the line for you, so we know where we all stand. Ursula and I don't know if swapping is for us or not; we've decided to find out by giving it a fair trial. We want an all-stops-out session, anything goes; we want to see just how good or bad it can be."
Frank grinned broadly and looked around. "Anything goes? Well, in that case, I guess it's up to us to get the show on the road, considering we've got all the experience. Let's see if we can't give our hosts a show."
His eyes rested on Gordon. "C'mon, let's break the ice." Gordon grinned and stood up; then he and Frank began to strip. The already expanding crotches in their form-fitting slacks attested to the fact that they were more than ready for action. The stage was set as they peeled off their shirts, and it didn't take long for Lavina and Yvonne to join them. In seconds the four of them were down to their underwear.
Frank paused for a second, letting his eyes settle on Yvonne as he stood in his shorts; and the outline of his stiff cock was clear beneath the tight material. The sight of her lush body, barely concealed in a black, lacy half bra and sheer panties, brought a groan from his lips. He shoved his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts and pushed them down.
Yvonne had come to the session with one aim in mind, and that was to be with Nick; but she knew she had to be willing to play the game if she wanted him, and she was hot for loving. The sight of Frank's thick, pulsing cock snapping free from the constricting shorts and slapping upward against the mat of shimmering blond hair on his belly was enough to ignite the fuse of her need. She let out a soft moan and arched her shoulders as she reached behind and unsnapped her bra; then she pushed her panties down and kicked them aside. Frank let out a husky groan and reached for her. In a second they were locked together, their lips feasting hungrily on each other, their bodies melded into a mass of quivering, enflamed flesh.
She was past the point of thinking about values or reasons now; all she wanted was loving. She could feel Frank's hard cock imprisoned between their bodies; and she began to rotate her hips, pressing herself against him, enthralled by the feel of the living hunk of thick, burning meat pulsing against the hot flesh of her belly. She began to whimper as his hands slipped down over her back and gently cupped the firm mounds of her ass. He stroked and caressed the resilient, dimpled hillocks as they kissed; and when their lips parted, both of them were breathing heavily.
Gordon had been watching Frank and Yvonne get started as he finished stripping; but once he was finished, he wanted some action of his own. He didn't have to look far to find it. Lavina was nude and ready, standing just across from him, her eyes glued to his stiff, pulsing prick.
She grinned and placed her hands on her hips, shoving her already moist mound toward him..
"C'mon, lover, they're stealing the scene."
Gordon tore his eyes from her erotic form for a second to look at Frank and Yvonne. They had dropped down onto the couch on the other side of the room. Frank was lying on top of Yvonne, his lips moving up from the deep valley between her breasts to capture one of her stiff brown nipples as it pulsated with eagerness.
The sight made Gordon's big tool jump with excitement, and he turned his attention back to Lavina. They moved together without speaking. His hands moved over her full breasts and snaked down over her belly to caress the insides of her thighs boldly. Lavina moaned with eagerness and shuddered with lust.
"Dog style, baby, so we can watch Frank and Yvonne at the same time."
She spun away from him and moved across the room with Gordon right behind her. Little moans came from the couch, where Frank was dropping down between Yvonne's spread, twitching legs with his cock in his hand, poised just above her moist, parted cuntlips. His hips surged forward, and Yvonne's sensuous mouth dropped open to emit a low, lust-filled whimper as a good four inches of burning cock ripped into her with the first stroke.
The four of them were now completely in a world of their own, quite obviously doing what they had done many times before. It was wild for Nick and Ursula to watch, erotic, savage, and sensuously stimulating for both of them.
Gordon and Lavina were starting into action now. They had moved the coffee table part way out into the room and adjusted it until they were satisfied; then, without hesitation, Lavina bent over it, using it to support her upper body, exposing the firm cheeks of her ass conveniently for Gordon's attack. Gordon reached for his throbbing cock and guided it to her moist, open cunt; then he grunted and shoved it inside.
Their cries of delight melded with the groans and heavy breathing coming from the couch, and their stimulation increased as their passion-glazed eyes took in the scene in front of them. Both of them could easily watch Frank and Yvonne as they quickly picked up the wild motions of spontaneous fucking.
Nick and Ursula's attention moved from them to Frank and Yvonne. Yvonne had lost complete control of her body. She wanted one thing and only one thing now, and that was Frank's big, throbbing cock. She loved to feel that big prick probing, stroking, hammering back and forth in her; it was so wild, so good...
Her hands snaked up around his shoulders, and her fingernails dug into the flesh of his tensed, perspiration-covered back. Frank didn't even notice the act when she drew blood. Nothing mattered to him but the feel of Yvonne's tight cunt, so hot, so eager, so alive, clutching, sucking at the knob of his pistoning cock.
Suddenly Yvonne couldn't stand the exquisite pleasure any longer. Her body jackknifed up off the couch; her heels dug into his back, pulling him deeper into her as she erupted in spasmodic delight, shrieking with ecstasy. The feel of her going was all it took to push Frank over the top; and he groaned huskily as his thick organ jerked, and a flood of rich, creamy come spurted forth into her milking cunt, doubling her resounding bliss.
Nick and Ursula both felt a wild twinge of excitement as they watched them make it together, twisting and humping on the couch, milking each other dry of lust; and it wasn't until Frank dropped down on top of Yvonne to fight for breath that they moved their gaze back to Lavina and Gordon, who were also watching Frank and Yvonne as they fucked frantically.
The sight of Frank and Yvonne coming together added fuel to the fires raging in Lavina and Gordon. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the wondrous pleasure that tore through him on each deep, plunging stroke of his cock into the hot, embracing flesh of Lavina's burning cunt. He began to pick up the pace, and his hands slipped under her to cup and squeeze her big tits and twist the hard nipples as he fucked her faster and more viciously.
The feel of it drove Lavina wild. She gave herself fully to the enjoyment she was getting from his long, thick cock. Her body began to rotate automatically; and as it did, the huge, throbbing head of Gordon's dork began to hit bottom each time he drove it to her. The feel of it was enough to push Lavina over the top; and the second she went, she felt Gordon's hands tighten on her breasts; then the knob of his stroking prick jerked as it spewed forth the hot, creamy payload from his dangling balls below.
Frank heaved himself up off Yvonne as Gordon and Lavina made it, and moved into the center of the room, grinning broadly as he stroked his still erect prick.
He looked over at Nick and Yvonne. "You did say anything went, didn't you?" Both of them nodded, still reeling under the thrill of watching the two couples. Frank's grin broke into a small laugh; then he turned to face the others.
"No holds barred. Let's have some AC/DC fun; that should give Nick and Ursula a kick."
He walked over to Lavina and took her hand.
"Go ahead, baby; muff dive with Yvonne and show us how good it is."
Lavina didn't have to be coaxed. She slipped out from under Gordon and crossed to the couch, dropping down onto Yvonne.
Frank grinned as he watched her move back into Yvonne's arms. He knew Yvonne and Lavina had been experimenting in Lesbian lovemaking, although Yvonne thought it was a secret shared by the two women alone. He sensed that Yvonne would never openly perform with Lavina in front of an audience, but he was confident that she wouldn't be able to stop once they'd got started.
Yvonne was still floating from the first climax, and it wasn't until Lavina's right hand had begun to fondle her breast that she realized what was happening. Her first reaction was to fight the determined brunette off, but her body rebelled; instead she opened her eyes and moaned as Lavina captured the stiff nipple between her thumb and forefinger and began to roll it, then sucked its mate into her mouth and began polishing it with the tip of her experienced tongue.
If there was one thing Nick had always been curious to see, it was two broads making out. He'd wondered about it often, and the sight of them warming up turned him on instantly. His breath began to come in short gasps, and his cock came up hard and demanding against the front of his pants.
Yvonne was under Lavina's spell now; her inhibitions were gone. She moaned wildly and rolled over onto her back to give Lavina more room; and the brunette took the move as an invitation. Her left hand snaked down over Yvonne's firm, rounded belly, and she began to tease and massage the swollen lips of Yvonne's burning, flowing slit as she sucked and caressed her pert, swollen nipples.
Yvonne's breathing began to come in short gasps as she felt Lavina's fingers begin to probe and stroke in and out of her cunt slowly, lovingly.
Lavina lifted her lips from the blood-engorged nipple and began to kiss her way downward toward her moving fingers, leaving a fiery, moist path with her mouth. Yvonne moaned.
"Oh yes... god, that feels good... so gentle... so good... " Yvonne's thighs flew even farther apart as Lavina's lips touched the shimmering red fleece that covered her cunt, and she whimpered passionately as Lavina let her lips touch against the burning flesh below the fiery red triangle in a light kiss. Yvonne groaned and thrust her body up off the couch.
"Eat it, baby... eat my cunt... you're so good... " Lavina shuddered with anticipation and shoved her tongue deeply into Yvonne's yawning slit. Her tongue searched out and found the stiff, eager bud of Yvonne's clitoris, and she began to polish it wildly.
She sucked the shaft into her mouth and began to strip it with her teeth as she thrilled to it with her hot tongue. Yvonne was far from a stranger to this form of lovemaking; Lavina had converted her weeks ago, and she knew what she had to have. She reached out and grasped one of Lavina's legs.
"Let me eat you too... please... hurry... " Lavina spun around eagerly, dropping into a sixty-nine position; and Yvonne's tongue was buried in the hot, oozing recess of her pussy before she had stopped moving.
Both Nick and Ursula were unashamedly masturbating themselves. They had long ago pulled the clothing away from their burning loins and begun manually striving to sate the burning desire the erotic scene had built in them.
Gordon and Frank had been watching the two women too, and their cocks were stiff and straining. They were both so engrossed in the action that they had forgotten themselves for a few minutes. It wasn't until Frank looked over at Gordon that he snapped out of it.
"Hey, buddy, we're getting behind."
He reached for Gordon's quivering prick and squeezed it, then began to massage it gently. Gordon let out a groan of pleasure, and Frank dropped to his knees and parted his lips. He had Gordon's big knob in his mouth instantly, and he began polishing it with his tongue expertly.
Gordon pulled back reluctantly, then dropped down to the floor, pushing Frank onto his back. They moved swiftly into a sixty-nine position, and Frank readily sucked Gordon's cock back into his mouth the instant it was offered. He didn't have long to wait for Gordon to return the favor.
Frank began to move his head up and down slowly, sucking more and more of the hot prick into his mouth with each stroke. Gordon's moans of pleasure increased, and his hips started to move of their own volition. Soon he was shoving the entire length of his throbbing tool inside the hot, moist chasm of Frank's mouth as he greedily sucked on Frank's big, throbbing pole. The pace sped up almost instantly, with both of them beginning a rhythmic, fucking motion with their hips.
Their movements complimented each other's perfectly, and it was obvious to both Nick and Ursula that neither of them was any stranger to this. They both watched in erotic fascination as their husky, guttural groans increased in frequency with each speeding up the motion of their hips, letting their long, thick cocks slip in and out of the eager sucking orifices formed by their mouths.
Spiraling cries of delight drew their attention back to the couch just in time to see Lavina and Yvonne make it together, sending shrieks of ecstasy into the room. The sound of it seemed to be all that was necessary to finish Gordon and Frank. Husky gurgles came from each of them as their cocks exploded, shooting forth spurting gushes of creamy, hot come. They twisted and whimpered with delight as they sucked each other dry.
Frank pushed himself up onto his feet and paused to catch his breath; then he looked over at Ursula and Nick.
"If that doesn't break the ice, nothing will. Now it's time for you two to join in on the fun. Gord and I will work on Ursula; let the two broads get their jollies off Nick."
Nick turned to face Ursula, and for the first time they were both aware that they had been masturbating. The scenes in front of them had shaken them: yet this sight shook them even more. It wasn't until then that they both realized just how powerful and uncontrollable the sexual urge could be.
Both of them covered themselves in a movement they both regretted instantly; then Ursula Hushed.
"Wild, wasn't it?"
Nick nodded foolishly and looked up at Frank, who was grinning and stroking his own cock. He seemed to be enjoying their discomfort, but he laughed with friendship.
"C'mon. Ursula, you go first." Nick and Ursula had set the guidelines for the orgy, and she couldn't back out now even if she had wanted to-and she didn't. She got to her feet and began to strip off her remaining clothing quickly, conscious of all their eyes on her, and embarrassed by it. In seconds she was nude, and Frank led her into the middle of the room and pushed her gently down onto the carpet; then he dropped between her spread thighs and settled on his knees. Ursula couldn't take her eyes off his huge prick. She moaned softly as she stared at it.
Frank was more worked up than he could ever remember being before. He stared down at Ursula's fully erect and swollen nipples and the shimmering lips of her parted, pink cunt. His muscular body quivered with excitement as he ran his hand slowly over her big breasts, then palmed her hot mound for a second, thrilling to the moist feel of it. Ursula whimpered passionately and reached up for him, pulling him down on top of her.
Frank's head bent. Their lips met, and he felt the hot tips of her stiff nipples digging into his chest as she began to move against him. His thick, aching cock was trapped between their bodies; and as she moved, he groaned and let his tongue surge into her mouth, looking for hers.
Yvonne hesitated only a second before standing up and looking across at Nick.
"C'mon, lover... let's ball."
Nick met her eyes. He didn't want to hurt her, but it was Lavina he wanted first. He had to find out if it was Yvonne that was turning him on so wildly, or just plain fucking that he wanted.
"Let's let Lavina have a taste first, baby; you got almost all of it before."
Yvonne was obviously disappointed, but she did her best to conceal it. Nick looked away from her.
He stood up and pulled his T-shirt over his head; then he pushed his pants down to his ankles. His big cock was wildly evident as it lunged at his tight shorts, fighting to be unbound; and the sight was enough to give everybody in the room a little gasp of wondrous appreciation.
Gordon whistled and looked over at Yvonne.
"Now I see why he turned you on so wildly, baby; christ, what a cock."
Nick didn't want to be the center of attention; he wanted to fuck, and fast. He shoved his shorts down to his pants, then kicked them aside and moved over to where Lavina was standing.
She was frozen to the spot; she couldn't take her eyes from the huge organ that stood proudly out from between Nick's muscular thighs. The gigantic, vermilion, heart-shaped knob shone moistly in the soft light of the single lamp, and Lavina felt a burning surge of need sweep through her as she watched the gigantic cock sway rhythmically back and forth in front of her.
"God, it looks like a telephone pole. Ummmmm... I'm going to enjoy this one."
She couldn't believe her eyes. She had felt it before; she knew it was big... but not this big. One thought dominated her mind, took possession of her completely. She had to have that gigantic-prick in her, probing...
... moving...
... thrusting...
... hammering...
... the big knob digging into her tingling vagina...
... stretching it...
She opened her mouth and let out a husky animal sound; then she closed her eyes and threw her head back. "Fuck me, baby... fuck me hard... " Nick dropped down onto her, pinning her below him in one swift motion; then his lips found hers.
Just a few feet away, Frank was adding to the fuel that raged wildly in Ursula's loins. She had pulled out the stops completely after Nick had okayed the session and urged her to give it everything she had; the sight of the erotic matings earlier had left her body crying out for release; and she became one with Frank, eagerly accepting his embrace.
Frank had never found her so hot. His hands moved all over her, feeling, touching, teasing as they kissed; then he rolled over onto his back and pulled her on top of him. Their lips parted briefly as they gasped wildly for air, then met again.
Gordon had been standing close to them, waiting for his chance to move in and become a part of their wild mating. The instant Frank rolled Ursula over on top of him, Gordon grinned wildly. He knew exactly where to shove his stiff, aching prick...
His eyes settled on the humping cheeks of Ursula's dimpled ass as he tossed his drink back, emptying it, and then set the glass down. He took his hard, throbbing cock in his hand and dropped down behind Ursula. He gave her a few seconds to allow her the opportunity to get Frank's big, burning tool well buried in her slit; then he leaned forward and parted the cheeks of her ass. He grinned as he stared at the brown, puckered hole; then he pushed his index finger into her wet cunt to one side of Frank's frantically fucking cock and transferred some of the natural lubricant to her tight anus and shoved his finger in.
* * *
Nick's quivering loins cried out for satisfaction. He shifted his body slightly up off Lavina, then shoved his knees between her open thighs. He moaned, then reached for his cock and guided the huge, pulsing knob between the swollen, glistening lips of her cunt.
He worked the big hunk of meat into her as slowly as he could, using short, exploratory strokes. For the time being, Nick was satisfied with having just the head of his big prick in her, and he toyed with the sweet clutching flesh, rotating his hips slowly, forcing her hot cunt to expand for the massive shaft that was about to enter it. The feel of it drove Lavina wild.
"Oh my god... yes... yes... it's so big, so beautifully huge... ohh... " Nick was venting himself completely of inhibitions and hesitation. He was going to enjoy this fuck, completely, savagely. He leaned forward over her and filled his palms with the firm flesh of her breasts, stroking, fondling. He felt her nipples grow even larger against his flesh as he worked on them.
Lavina wanted more of his big cock, and her hips began to gyrate wildly below him. He groaned and began to move in her, slowly, enjoying each stroke of his massive cock as it slid deeper and deeper into her hot, clutching pussy. Every centimeter felt wonderful to Lavina; and she responded below him, picking up a slow, rhythmic rotating motion with her hips.
Lavina had never taken a cock bigger than Nick's. It was a wild, sensuous feeling to have that huge chunk of meat stroking deeply in and out of her, gaining more and more geography, stretching the clinging hot tissues of her quivering, hot twat deliciously. She felt filled to the bursting point; yet she knew that he hadn't shoved it all in her yet; there was more... much more...
* * *
Ursula's entire being exploded in ecstasy as she felt Gordon begin to work his well-lubricated finger deeper and deeper into her ass. She knew what was coming, and the anticipation drove her around the bend. She was impatient to feel the length of Gordon's thick cock replacing his finger, pushing even deeper into her, thrilling her wildly.
"Hurry... in the ass too... god... I want to feel it from both sides... sandwich me... sandwich me... " Gordon was already burning up with desire, and the sound of her words pushed him past the point of immobility. He shoved his finger completely into her once more, then pulled it out and shifted forward on his knees, guiding his thick, bulbous knob to her puckered entrance. He drove at her viciously, sinking further and further into her.
Frank reacted instantly to the feel of Gordon's cock invading her ass. His senses reeled wildly as he felt the pressure of Gordon's probing rod against his own deeply imbedded cock. He drove his head back into the softly piled carpet, and threw his mouth open as he twisted and hammered his hips wildly, letting Gordon feel the pressure of his cock from every possible angle.
"Ream her, Gord... christ, shove it up to her tonsils... god, that feels good... deeper... deeper... "
* * *
Now that Nick had his cock partially into her hot cunt, he was in no hurry to end the seduction. He released one breast from his cupping palm and lowered his mouth to it, capturing the nipple between his teeth and running the tip of his tongue back and forth over it slowly. He had to see if he could dig it as much with Lavina as he did with Yvonne.
Lavina began to whimper passionately, and the motion of her frantically rotating hips increased. Nick fucked her slowly, with long, tantalizing strokes.
Up to this point, he hadn't completely entered her; but the feel of her below him made him eager to melt with her, and he shoved the entire length of his cock into her with a sudden stroke. Lavina's head flew back, and she cried out with delight as his ears filled with a steady slap-slap of flesh meeting flesh. Now each stroke brought his heavy balls hammering against her firm buttocks.
The intensity of their lust grew stronger each time he thrust the gigantic rod into her now, and both of them were past the point of controlling their actions and reactions.
* * *
Ursula was being torn apart... blissfully... sensuously...
... two huge pricks ramming her unmercifully, filling her cunt and ass completely each time she thrust herself from one to the other. The pleasure that welled up in her was almost unbearable.
Her whimpering pleas for more mingled with their hoarse groans and husky gasps for breath as they seemingly strove to drive their cocks right through her body.
Gordon was the first to succumb to the uncontrollable urge to climax. The feel of her tight ass embracing his deeply imbedded tool was too much. He let out a wild gasp of satisfaction and blew his load, and Ursula climaxed instantly, the split second she felt his hot, rich come spurting into her bowels.
Frank followed almost immediately, the feel of both of them shuddering through their releases above him, squeezing, clutching his deeply buried prick, drew forth from his balls the long, hot streams of semen that Ursula accepted savagely.
* * *
Lavina would have gladly remained suspended, living the rest of her life with the feel of Nick's huge prick rhythmically smashing into the hot depths of her vagina; but it was too good for her to control, and she reluctantly gave in to her approaching climax.
She let out a shrill cry of ecstasy and raked her fingernails over Nick's back as her body jackknifed up off the carpet.
Nick's big, muscular form quivered with excitement as he felt her going. Lavina's hot cunt tightened around the knob of his moving cock, and he groaned and drove it fully into her. The huge tool jerked; then he pumped his nuts empty, delivering the molten, creamy payload of semen into her depths.
* * *
Yvonne sat to one side as she watched the five of them lay spread-eagled around the floor, their chests heaving as they gasped for air.
A single, enticing thought had been eating away at Lavina ever since the session had started; she had always wanted to make it with Ursula, and test Frank's theory about just how good the small, compact blonde could be.
If Frank hadn't initiated the Lesbian and homosexual contacts earlier on in the evening, she would have never found the courage to make a pass at Ursula; but now, what the hell. It was worth a try.
Ursula was still twitching from the piledriving she'd received from Gordon and Frank, and Lavina knew she wasn't ever going to find a better opportunity to introduce the lush blonde into the world of Lesbos.
She got up onto her knees, then moved swiftly across the carpet and dropped down on top of Ursula. Ursula was taken completely by surprise; and before she realized exactly what was happening, Lavina pressed her body to her, and her tongue was deep in Ursula's mouth.
At first Ursula was shocked and revolted by it; but the touch of Lavina's hot body, the feel of her swollen, throbbing nipples rubbing against her own hard tips was more than she could ignore, let alone fight. Her body went limp as she moaned, and Lavina sensed victory.
She lifted her lips from Ursula's succulent mouth and bent her head, drawing one of Ursula's eraser-hard nipples into her mouth.
The others became aware of the action beside them as Ursula's first wild moan of desire filled the room. They shifted, raising themselves, turning their heads to watch the two women.
Nick's first reaction was surprise; he'd never dreamed Ursula would allow another woman to make love to her: He couldn't believe his eyes; yet, as the surprise wore off. he felt a tingling sensation deep in his balls, and he knew that he was enjoying watching them.
Lavina had rolled them both over onto their sides; they were facing each other; and Yvonne, who by this point was completely burning with desire, took the opportunity offered to her.
She moved over to where they were lying and burrowed her head between Lavina's golden thighs, then began to eat the brunette with a vengeance.
The feel of it sent Lavina rocketing upward, and she began to work on Ursula's lush form with determination. She sucked at the stiff nipple in her mouth and then brought her tongue into play against it, brushing, stroking, teasing it until it filled to the bursting point with lust-heated blood. She kept up the action until she was absolutely sure that Ursula was her slave; then she lifted her head and grasped Ursula firmly, spinning her around on the carpet until the three of them formed a rough triangle.
She didn't give Ursula a chance to cool down, instantly shoving her head between the blonde's firm, golden thighs. Her lips found the smoldering, oozing triangle of curls; then her tongue surged frantically between Ursula's cuntlips, tasting the wonder of the freely flowing elixirs that abounded.
Frank grinned broadly as he watched the three broads beginning to turn on. His eyes moved from them to Gordon and Nick, who were on their feet by this time, their gazes locked on the three women. The sight of Nick's hard cock made Frank's smile widen.
"How about it, Nick? You said no holds barred; ready to let Gord and I have a crack at you?"
Nick shook his head slowly.
"Sorry, the thought just doesn't turn me on."
Frank laughed.
"Hell, you're turned on already. Give it a chance; you might find you like it."
Gordon didn't wait for Nick to answer; he wanted first crack at Nick's big cock. He dropped to his knees; and before Nick could protest, he had sucked the big knob inside his mouth.
Gordon let out a muffled gurgle of pleasure as he began to polish the thick head eagerly with his tongue. The warmth of desire ripped through Nick, and he groaned. He knew he should push Gordon's sucking lips away, but what the hell; a blow job was a blow job.
The guy was no novice; he was damn good with his mouth. He found his breathing beginning to grow ragged as Gordon began to suck and polish his big knob. He drove his hips forward and forced his cock into the deliciously milking orifice, burying it up to the hot, dangling balls in Gordon's mouth. Gordon gurgled happily and began to bob his head as he let the huge, pulsating organ slip in and out of his mouth.
* * *
Lavina wanted Ursula to be an active part of the Lesbian lovemaking, and she worked toward that end, giving everything she had to turning Ursula on beyond her control. She called on all her Lesbian experience, teasing the now swollen outer lips of Ursula's cunt with her tongue; then she began to probe until she found the ready bud of Ursula's stiff, throbbing clit. Ursula let out a shrill cry of pleasure and dug her fingers into Lavina's hair, pulling her sucking, chewing mouth tighter against her yawning mound.
It was the sign that Lavina had been waiting for: and she relaxed her attack slightly, pausing to fully enjoy the fabulous trenching job that Yvonne was giving her. She had Ursula where she wanted her now. and the only thing she had yet to achieve was to get her hot enough so she would begin to eat Yvonne's flowing slit and complete the triangle.
Nick had given himself completely to the blissful ministrations of Gordon's mouth now. He had stopped worrying about the fact that it was a man who was blowing him; he didn't give a damn. His hands moved to the sides of Gordon's head and held it as he shoved his thick dork deep inside. It felt good, damn good; and he let out a deep, guttural groan of delight and began to rotate Gordon's head with his hands as he fucked his wildly sucking mouth.
Gordon was enjoying himself completely. He took the full length of the long cock with each stroke, and burrowed the tip of his tongue greedily into the big slit at the end of Nick's knob.
Frank watched the expression of lust fill Nick's face. He grinned as he squeezed the jar of Vaseline in his hand. He knew what he wanted, and he felt the time was right. He unscrewed the top of the jar, then spread the lubricant over his stiff cock quickly and tossed the jar aside.
He let out a small groan of desire, then moved up behind Nick. Then he reached for his hard cock with his right hand as his left parted the firm, muscular cheeks of Nick's ass. He guided his throbbing knob between them.
Nick was subconsciously aware of the movement behind him, but he didn't add it up right away; he was too busy fucking Gordon's mouth. His hips surged forward, burying his cock; then, as he pulled back out of the blissfully sucking chasm, he was acutely aware of the pressure of Frank's knob against his tight anus.
There was no way he could have stopped it; he couldn't react fast enough. Frank didn't give him a chance. He slammed his hips forward, shoving his big, slippery knob into Nick's ass.
A sharp stab of pain ripped through Nick. His mouth flew open, and he yelped loudly. It was as though Frank's big cock was ripping him in two. He fought against it, trying to pull free, but all he accomplished was to shove his cock deeper into Gordon's mouth than it had ever gone before. Gordon half choked on it as he sucked and lashed at it with his tongue.
Frank had shoved the big knob well into him on the first stroke; and as his hips rolled back and forward again, Nick felt the pain subsiding to a dull throbbing; in its place came a deliciously wicked wave of pleasure. He went limp and groaned huskily.
* * *
Lavina didn't coax Ursula; she simply ate the compact blonde wildly, and it was Ursula who made the move to complete the daisy chain of her own accord. The memories of her early teen-age Lesbian contacts filled her mind, and she simply couldn't resist reaching out and spreading Yvonne's firm thighs. Then she pushed her head between them, and let her lips brush in a light kiss against the hot pink slit of Yvonne's cunt. The taste of it, the smell of it filling her nostrils, brought all the past back to her; and she let her tongue slowly snake between those lovely swollen pink lips and surge inside to taste the hot, lusty sweetness of Yvonne's burning juices.
Yvonne moaned with wondrous excitement and began to work even harder in Lavina's cunt, thrusting her tongue into the delicious fuckhole with wild abandonment.
The three of them went wild. They twisted and rocked together on the carpet, the act completely uninhibited and fully enjoyed by all of them.
Nick was completely under the erotic spell now. The combined feeling of Gordon's sucking mouth and Frank's cock slipping in and out of his ass left him breathless. He let out a moan of pure animal enjoyment as he shoved first forward, letting his cock slide deep into Gordon's throat, and then back to take Frank's prick up his ass. It was completely new for him, and it was wild. He couldn't stop his surging release from overtaking him. As much as he would have liked to hold back and savor the wonder of this strange new pleasure, he knew he couldn't do it.
He gave vent to a husky moan of satisfaction as his thick prick jerked deep inside Gordon's mouth and a stream of gushing, hot, creamy come spurted forth from the tip of his big prick to shoot down Gordon's throat.
Over and over his big knob lurched, sending yet another spurting flow of thick, creamy fluid bursting forth. Gordon couldn't get enough of it. He savored every drop; and his hands were busy on Nick's heavy, dangling balls, urging more from him as Frank drove his thick cock into Nick's virgin ass and began to ream him wildly.
* * *
Ursula made it first. Her body shook wildly as the blissful tremors of release shattered her to the core. As it came, she shoved her tongue as deep into Yvonne's sweet fuckhole as she could, and she brought the redhead over the top with her. Seconds later Lavina joined them, and they heaved and twisted their cunts against each other, draining every last drop of satisfaction out of their searing bodies.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, they parted and struggled frantically to regain their breath and control of their bodies.
Ursula was still flying high when she saw the three men locked together. She couldn't believe her eyes. To see Nick pinned between those animals, one sucking him off, the other reaming his ass, was just too much. She felt her stomach turn as she watched Frank's big cock sink completely into Nick's ass, his big balls slapping hotly against the firm cheeks.
She heard Nick groan, and watched him close his eyes and throw his head back as he received the spurting come from Frank's exploding cock and offered up his own gushing semen for Gordon's still hungry and sucking mouth.
In that split second, Ursula became completely calm and rational. She stood up and crossed over to the bar; then she picked up her glass and drained it. Every nerve end in her body demanded that she shout, but she held herself under control while she waited for the rest of them to come back down to earth; then she calmly addressed them as a group.
"All right, the party's over. Get dressed and get out."
Nick stared at her, surprise filling his face; then he looked toward the others and shrugged. "You heard her; the party's over."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
After they had gone, Nick pushed the door shut and leaned back against it. He stood staring around at the empty living room for a few minutes, his nostrils filling with the musky, sweet odor that attested to what had taken place before; then he walked across to the bar and poured himself a drink.
He stared down at the glass, twisting it slowly in his hand as he listened to the sound of the shower running.
Ursula^ sudden change of mind had taken him by surprise, to say the least. He couldn't help but be curious as to her reasons, and he hadn't had a chance to talk to her about them. She had gone into the shower even before the others left.
He dismissed the questions from his mind for a second as he dropped down onto one of the comfortable modern chairs and took a sip from his glass.
He had learned something from the session... in fact, he'd learned a hell of a lot. He knew now that he had underestimated the power of pure sexual lust, underestimated it badly; and the realization made Ursula's earlier affair and consequent desire for Frank more easy for him to understand and accept.
That removed one of the nagging problems that had troubled him from the first. Then there was the thing with Yvonne. He had been so sure that there was something special about her that turned him on to such an extent; yet he no longer felt that way. He had enjoyed today's sexual acrobatics just as much as he had enjoyed shoving his cock into Yvonne previously.
Sex was the base of the drive, of the attraction Yvonne had for him; nothing more was involved than that, just pure simple sex. It was obvious to him now that sex was also responsible for the problems between himself and Ursula. Their sex life had been reasonable before, but nothing out of the ordinary, nothing to particularly spur them on and shake their imaginations. They had dropped into a rut sexually, taking each other too much for granted and not putting enough importance on it.
All in all, it had been a damn enlightening experience.
He was aware that the shower had stopped, and he shifted slightly in the chair to look down the hallway as he heard the bathroom door open. Ursula didn't look up at him until she had finished fastening her robe; then she lifted her arms and shook her head slowly.
"I'm sorry I botched it up; I just couldn't take any more of it."
She crossed over to the bar and fixed herself a drink. Nick watched her and waited until she sat down on the couch across from him before he spoke.
"Nothing to be sorry about. I was ready to call it quits too, but I must admit I was a little surprised when you did it... " He left the question unasked, but Ursula was aware of his curiosity, and she satisfied it for him.
"All of a sudden I realized just how deep we had sunk into the murk. I looked around, and I knew it wasn't what I wanted. It just wasn't worth it; we were like a bunch of animals mating. I had to stop it and take a shower to see if I could wash some of the filth off."
Nick couldn't have put it better himself. He smiled slightly, and Ursula leaned forward.
"What's funny?"
He shook his head slowly.
"Nothing, really... except that I've been trying to tell you that for days. I guess it was something you had to feel for yourself."
Ursula took a long slug from her glass and leaned back.
"Yes, I think it was something that started a long time ago. It was controlling me, but I think I've got it beat now. I was only nineteen when Frank married Yvonne, and it really hurt to have him take her over me. I couldn't understand the reasons too well, then; I was young, and I wanted him back, but not as long as he had her. I tried everything to take him away from her, but all he wanted from me was sex. He didn't care about me; I don't think he ever did. I'm over it now... or I will be soon... " A puzzled look came over Nick's face.
"What do you mean?"
She finished her drink and set it down before answering him.
"I'm going to get dressed and go over there. I'm going to tell him that we're through, that it's all over. I want him to know that it's me cutting it off this time, and that I won't be susceptible to him any more. Once I've done that, the break should be complete; it is now, to all intents and purposes... " She paused for a second before continuing.
"I don't want to talk about us until that's over, until I know for sure, and I can be absolutely honest with you."
Nick nodded, and she stood up.
"I'll go and get dressed now; it should only take me an hour or so to get it all finished and out of the way."
* * *
Silence filled the swapper-filled car and Frank raised his hands in frustration and turned around.
"You might as well take us home, Gord; these two wives of ours aren't going to be any fucking fun tonight anyway. Maybe by tomorrow morning they'll have snapped out of it."
Lavina lit a cigarette and leaned back against the seat. Watching Nick and Ursula drawing apart as a result of the past few days had given her a good deal of insight into herself and her own marriage. The transformation for she and Frank had been very gradual, and the changes smaller and farther apart, but the end result was the same.
She was part of an existence now, not a marriage. All Frank thought about was swapping, and she had become just as bad as he was. She shook her head as she wondered what had happened to their normal, everyday marriage; how the hell had it ended up like this?
She couldn't blame it on Frank alone; sure, he had initiated the swapping, but she had become a convert so simply and quickly that it surprised her, now that she looked back on it. It wasn't until now, until she had watched the deliberate destruction of another marriage, that she could see her own fate so clearly.
It was time to do something about it before it was too late.
* * *
Nick stood up as Ursula came down the hallway. He fished his car keys out of his pocket and handed them to her.
"You want me to come along with you?"
She smiled and shook her head.
"No, this is something I've got to do myself. I won't be long."
The phone rang; and Nick swore softly, then crossed over to answer it. His eyes caught hers as he spoke; and Ursula paused, listening to his side of the conversation.
"Look... I'm sorry... I... no, it isn't that simple... hold on a second... " He placed his hand over the mouthpiece and looked up at Ursula.
"It's Yvonne; she wants me to meet her and talk... " He left it hanging there, and Ursula nodded.
"I think maybe both of us have something to get out of our systems."
Nick flushed slightly and nodded; then he turned his attention back to the phone.
"Where?... Okay, about ten minutes... " He hung the phone up, and Ursula held out the car keys to him.
"You take the car; I'll grab a cab."
She turned and started for the door; then she spun around to face him briefly.
"Good luck."
She was gone before he could talk to her. There were a lot of things he wanted to say, things he probably should have said to her a long time ago. They'd have to wait now. - He grabbed his coat, then left the apartment.
* * *
Frank set his glass down on the coffee table and looked across at Lavina.
"You can't be serious. What the hell brought this on?"
Lavina shook her head slowly.
"I don't know. Maybe I'm getting old; maybe I want to have some kids and settle down. Does it really matter what reason I use? You don't love me; you never have. We're wasting our lives staying together; a divorce is the only sensible answer for both of us."
Frank couldn't believe his ears.
"Christ, everything is great; we've been having a ball. And just when things are going good, you want to take off."- Lavina's expression didn't change.
"You still don't understand, do you? You just can't see past sex. There's more to life than that, Frank, one hell of a lot more; and I want some of it."
Frank was beginning to panic a little.
"Christ, be sensible; think what this will do to my career. Everything we've worked for... I don't want it alone; it was for both of us."
Lavina smiled without feeling.
"You'll make out, Frank; you always have. I'll be in touch."
CHAPTER TWELVE
Nick stood up as Yvonne crossed the bar toward him. He waited until she had dropped down on the other side of the booth; then he sat down and fished out his cigarettes. He offered her one. Yvonne declined, and he lit one for himself.
Yvonne sat staring at him, afraid to speak for fear she would break into tears; finally Nick broke the silence.
"Look, Yvonne, I think you're a great kid. Another time, another place, who knows. But I told you before this ever got started that I didn't know what I wanted, or what I was looking for. I know now, and I'm afraid it isn't you."
He could have been easier on her, but try as he might, on the way over to the bar he couldn't find any nice way to say it to her, not without leaving just a small doubt in her mind as to whether he was being sincere.
He had trouble spitting it out, but it was done now, and he felt a hell of a lot better.
To Yvonne's surprise, the tears didn't come. Instead she managed a stiff upper lip and nodded.
"I think I'll have that cigarette now if you don't mind."
Nick damn near dropped the pack as he gave her one and lit it. Yvonne took a deep drag, and then exhaled. Her eyes caught his, and she gave a soft sigh.
"I think I knew it was impossible even from the start, but I was panicky, and grabbing at any straw."
She paused for a second, as if regretting her words.
"I don't mean you weren't the right one. You were; unfortunately for me, though, you were already taken. Maybe it's all for the best. At least I've finally found enough courage to leave Gordon, and that can't help but be an improvement. Maybe the right guy will still come along; I just hope I know him when I see him."
She stopped suddenly, as if aware that she was letting her thoughts blurt out. She hadn't intended to burden him any more. She was painfully aware of the fact that he was uncomfortable with her, and all he wanted was to be free of her once and for all.
It hurt; it hurt a lot, but she had kept up the front this far, and she didn't want to blow it now. She gave him a weak smile and stood up.
She turned and walked across the bar, leaving Nick before he could say anything to her. He stared at her until she disappeared through the door, and a thought passed through his mind.
The right guy would be a damn lucky man; the wrong one could finish her. He hoped she'd find a guy who appreciated her for what she was, and who could give her something to live for.
He looked down at his half full glass, realizing for the first time that he hadn't even offered her a drink. He regretted that then, because he knew that he had wanted it to be short, and that must have been obvious to her.
He got up and left without finishing the drink.
* * *
Frank was on his fourth drink when Ursula arrived. He opened the door and grinned drunkenly.
"Well, what do you know; you're ready for good old Frank's cock already."
Ursula immediately regretted coming, but she was here now, and she wanted to get it finished. She stepped inside, avoiding him; and when he closed the door, she looked around the room.
"Where's Lavina?"
Frank shrugged.
"Fucked off; she's going to divorce me."
The news took Ursula completely by surprise, but she didn't dwell on it.
"I just came to tell you that what was between us is all over. It's not haunting me any more; this time I'm cutting it off, Frank. I don't want to see you again, ever."
Frank had really been shaken up when Lavina walked out. His ego had been bolstered when Ursula showed up, but now it suffered yet another beating. His smile faded.
"Who the fuck you trying to kid, baby? You're hooked on my cock and you know it."
Ursula had said what she wanted. She looked away from him and started for the door. Frank lashed out at her with his hand, grasping her wrist. He twisted it, bringing her down to her knees.
"You're lying, baby; you know damn well you want it."
Ursula let out a cry of pain.
"Don't Frank; you're hurting me."
Frank was oblivious to her pleas; his mind couldn't take what he had heard that night. He reached down and pulled open his fly with his left hand; then he pulled out his semi-erect cock and grabbed her by the hair, holding her firmly.
"There it is, baby; suck it. You know damn well you want to."
Ursula turned her face away, but he twisted her hand until her head snapped around. She opened her mouth to scream as the pain tore through her; and Frank thrust his hips forward, shoving his spongy knob into her mouth.
"Blow me, baby... you love it... you always have... "
* * *
Nick signaled for a left turn, then changed his mind. The meeting with Yvonne had got over much quicker than he'd expected, and there was no sense in letting Ursula take a cab home; Frank and Lavina's place was just a block out of his way.
* * *
Yvonne was half hoping to find Gordon gone or sleeping off a drunk. Instead, she found him sitting stoned in the living room. She faced him squarely.
"I'm just picking up a few things; I'll send somebody over for the rest tomorrow."
Gordon stood up and staggered across to her.
She turned and walked toward the bedroom, and Gordon staggered after her. He watched her hastily throw a few things into an overnight bag, and even in his drunken state, slowly realized that she fully intended to leave. He knew she was right and he could do nothing to stop her.
* * *
Ursula couldn't scream with his now fully erect prick fully imbedded in her mouth. There was only one thing she could do, and she did it. She sunk her teeth into the thick, meaty organ.
Frank let go of her and shrieked in pain. In the next split second the door opened and Nick stepped through it. His eyes took in the scene, and he saw red.
Frank wasn't ready for him, and the first powerful punch caught him on the side of the chin. His head shot backward, and he collapsed down onto the floor.
Nick was about to hit him again when Ursula's voice stopped him.
"Don't, Nick; he isn't worth it. He's an animal, to be pitied."
* * *
Nick carried the tray into the bedroom and set it down. He poured out two drinks and then carried them across to the bed. Ursula's eyes had been on him ever since he'd entered the room, studying his lithe, powerful nude form as if seeing it for the first time. A warm sensation swept through her, and she shuddered slightly.
"It feels good to be home again."
Nick set the glasses down on the small table beside the bed and reached down to pull the sheet off her naked form. His eyes swept over her slowly; then he dropped down on top of her and pulled her into his arms.
The talking, the apologies, and counter apologies were past. It was time to rebuild now, and think of the future... and it looked damn good.
