Earl and his lovely wife Bonnie were really just an average couple, except maybe a little better-looking than most. They were both successful and seemed to enjoy happy, healthy lives-just like any other normal couple. There was one slight difference, though-one very tiny difference that separated them from the vast majority of other couples.
Earl and Bonnie found out about the joys of sharing each other's mate a long time ago when they heard about, and later joined, a wife-swapping club that some of their friends had told them about. Since that time, they've found more pleasure and enjoyment, as well as sexual satisfaction than most couples could ever dream about.
Since joining the club, their marriage has become even stronger, too, because now they are free to explore and receive satisfaction from everyone they meet. They have, with the help of other couples they've met, been able to expand their activity into a whole new range of sexual stimulation.
Maybe it is time for more couples to realize the pleasures that they may be missing, and that Earl and Bonnie have discovered!
CHAPTER ONE
Earl Allen could not remember when he had been so anxious for vacation time to come. One reason was that it would be entirely different from any he had ever experienced. Along with his wife, Bonnie, Earl belonged to a small group of couples ... a wife-swapping club. On various occasions the group met on Friday night, and sometimes on Saturday night too. Once a month they would meet both nights with no stop in between, and would not break up until late Sunday afternoon. And, whenever they met, there was one thing they did-they swapped wives. Not at the dinner table, but in the bedroom.
During the past two years, Earl and Bonnie had learned of four other wife-swapping clubs within 25 miles of their home, and had been guests at two of them for weekend rounds of pleasure. A few weeks ago, Bonnie had come up with a bright idea.
"Earl, instead of going on a long auto trip for our vacation, why don't we see if the vacations of some of the members of the other clubs fall at the same time as ours? Then, we could rent a large cabin and all go there at the same time. For at least a week of the two weeks of our vacation. Instead of giving up wife-swapping on our vacation, we could be right in the middle of some heavy action-with new couples. You and the other husbands will swap wives and we wives will swap husbands. We'll have a real screwy week to tell our friends about!"
"Wow! That is an idea!" her husband answered, putting an arm around her neck and reaching down inside her loose housecoat to find the large nipples centered on her voluptuous breasts, moving from one to the other.
"There's more to it than that, too," Bonnie continued, reaching inside Earl's pants to find a ramrod awaiting her enticing fingers.
"Let's get on the bed without any clothes on and think about it while we fuck and think about some of our erotic experiences with our other members lately," Earl suggested, taking his hand away from Bonnie's tits while she reluctantly removed her fingers from her husband's throbbing prick. They hurried to the bedroom, and each began to think of swapping plans while they screwed and moaned and panted to a gorgeous climax.
A few minutes later, Earl reached for the bed phone and started calling. By ten he had contacted a couple in each of the other swapping clubs they knew about, and had explained their plan. Each couple was quite interested and enthusiastic. If one particular couple did not have their vacation at the same time as Earl and Bonnie, they would phone other members of the club until they located a couple that did.
Just after eleven, the wife of a couple in a group that Earl did not know, phoned him back and advised him that she and her husband would be having their vacation at the same time as Earl and Bonnie.
"Sounds good to me," Earl answered, slipping his hand from under Bonnie's warming right breast. "What did you say your name was?"
"Grace Bacus, and my husband is Al. I'm 41-28-37. As you can tell, I have big tits, and there's nothing I like better than to have a man's hand on them at the same time. I'm a redhead. You don't mind if I talk freely over the phone, do you Earl?"
"No, I should say not," Earl replied, reaching over between his wife's legs and sliding his middle finger up to caress her clitoris lightly, while he began to think about a redhead with quivering tits. Bonnie slid over beside him so she could hear Grace's voice over the phone, and rested two fingers on her husband's joy-stick. "We have a private line, so nobody can hear us. Since you have been talking, I have an idea about organizing this whole thing, and I hope you like it."
"All right, Earl, but wait a minute until my husband scoots over beside me so I can put one hand around his wang-doodle. I like to keep one hand busy while I'm talking about exciting bedroom things. Here he is now, and if I know him, he'll keep his hand over my left tit the whole time I'm talking to you. Before we go any further, what if you wife's name so I can tell Al?"
"Her name is Bonnie, a medium brunette, 39-27-36. Her tits are not quite as big as yours, but they are extremely exotic, and always active. I go to sleep with one hand over them every night."
"Al likes to do that too, but he can do it only so long because it keeps him awake," Grace laughed. "Now, about your plan...." "Okay, here's what we'll do. It is true that the man in a screwing situation is the aggressor. But you and I have been at it enough to know that the wife has to be satisfied before everything is complete for everybody. So, on our vacation, we will feature the wives and what they like to do. Bonnie and I will draw up a list of twenty-four activities and the first night you can get away, you and I will call on one of the other couples going on our vacation together. I will show the wife the list of activities and she will pick out four that she likes best."
"That sounds gorgeous," Grace shrieked, "but what if her husband objects?"
"We'll have two or three little rules, of course," Al replied, "and one is that no husband will know beforehand what activities his wife has picked out. In addition, no husband will know ahead of time just what activities are in store. Except me, and I will know because I am in on the planning."
"Oh, Earl, what a bang that will be," Grace whispered with a sultry lilt in her voice, "and Al is getting a hard-on just hearing you talk about it, since he can hear you on the other phone. Listen, I know one of them in another group.
Al and I have swapped with them and they are really mattress-manglers. I'm sure they will be home tomorrow night. Let's call on them first. I'll phone them as soon as you are through with me. I'll give you our address. Come by for me at seven-thirty so we have plenty of time at their house. They're about five miles from us."
Grace Bacus had to hang up the phone in a hurry because Al was edging his frame over her to put his raging prick into her moist cunt. And Earl Allen just barely managed to put the receiver on the cradle before Bonnie straddled her luscious shape over him and worked his cock up into her welcome crack with her delicate fingers. And, who will ever know just how nearly the same time the two couples reached climax, several miles apart!
Right on time the next night, Earl Allen rang the bell at Al and Grace Bacus' home in a small tract. After the preliminaries of introduction, Earl managed to get a better look at Grace. Dressed in tight, ivory-colored pants, she had covered her upper portion with a deceiving, bright blue, loose fitting, shiny blouse. Deceiving because it did not give effect to her forty-one-inch bust, Earl thought. Her hair was a medium red, and Earl hoped it was natural. Her complexion was smooth, and she looked younger than the just-under-thirty that she told him she and her husband were.
"Well, shall we go?" Earl asked.
"I'm ready," answered Grace with her sultry voice, and quickly knotted a scarf over her head.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," cautioned Al, as he kissed his wife goodbye, and rolled one hand over his wife's pouting breast.
"This couple we are going to see are Les and Joyce Cooks," Grace explained, when they were on their way. "Joyce is a rather short, but bouncy blonde. Her breasts are just a little over average in size, and they have extra large nipples.
"That's what I like," Earl exclaimed. "Lots of erotic territory to kiss and fondle."
"Then you probably will like to be around mine. The nipples are not so big, but the little goose-pimples on them are nice and sensitive when a man gets his hands on them or kisses them," Grace explained.
"What do you bet I don't get my angular hands on them tonight?" Earl joked.
"Well, I hadn't really figured on anything like that, but you never know."
A few minutes later found the two in the Cooks' living room. Les was reclining in Bermuda shorts and entirely bare above the waist, giving full play to his manly, hairy chest.
About thirty-five, he was in his prime, and Earl could understand why Grace had found him such an enjoyable bed partner. Joyce was wearing a thin blouse and equally sheer, pleated skirt. When she found a place on the sofa to sit, there appeared to be nothing to keep her skirt near the floor.
"Now, what's this plan for a swapping vacation, big boy?"
Her husband sat next to her and Grace sat on the other side of Les. Earl leaned forward in his chair a few feet away, and drew a tablet from his pocket, at the same time wondering how he would keep his sharp eyes off Joyce's upward sliding skirt while he read from the list of activities he and his wife had prepared the night before.
"Here's what we are figuring," Earl answered, we'll rent a cabin big enough to accommodate five couples. We'll spend one week there, and then each couple will feel free to spend the rest of their vacation any way that they want to. The wives will take turns cooking, doing the minor chores around the cabin, etc. Days will be spent any way each person wants to. Then, at night comes the part for which we have plans."
Earl made the mistake of looking toward Joyce and discovered that her wayward skirt now revealed a generous portion of smooth, round thigh.
"There are more than twenty-four activities in sexual embraces, of course," Earl went on, "but Bonnie and I simply picked out those that have always been most popular at the club meetings. Each wife will pick out four she wants to do and will conduct them all on one night. The next night, another wife will be featured with her chosen activities, and so on, for all five nights. There are four spare activities, for, well, we'll see, in case there is a demand for them somehow."
"How will the rest of us know what our activities are since they are conducted with a different partner each evening?" Les asked.
As Earl looked in Les' direction to answer, he noticed that Les had his arm around, not his own wife, but Grace, who offered no resistance. A flash of jealousy crossed Earl's mind as he thought that Les was getting to Grace before he had a chance to. He really had hopes of sticking his own cock up her cunt before the evening was over, but, oh well, that's the way things go sometimes.
"Oh, that's one part I didn't explain yet. We will have a cabin with an extra large living room. We will move all five beds into that room with one in the center and the other four around the sides. The wife who is being featured that evening will occupy the center bed with her partner. That way, we will all see what is going on all the time. By now, most of us have learned considerable restraint, so we will just simply pet and arouse our partners while we watch and when the time comes, we will be ready for the deep penetration and passionate screwings with another man's wife."
"Everything out in the open! Wow! That's for me!" Les said. "How about you, honey?" he asked, leaning forward to look at his wife and her straying skirt.
"You know I dig that. The more I think about it the more I wish we had done it that way when we swapped with Grace and Al," Joyce replied. "By the way, has Grace picked out her activities, or your wife, either?"
"No," Earl answered, "we have a little advantage since we are doing most of the planning, so we thought it only fair for the others to take their pick and let my wife be last. Grace can pick out hers while we are here, as soon as you are through. Then we will call on two more couples as soon as we can and then the activities will all have been chosen." "Are you ready for me to start picking mine out?" Joyce asked, her skirt now nearly up to her hips, as she idly swung her forward foot back and forth.
"Yes, but we will have to change seats a little. You change with me so your husband can't possibly see the list."
Suddenly Joyce's thighs were completely covered as she stood up and came over to sit in Earl's chair. He handed her the list and stood beside her a moment as she took a preliminary look at it in the middle of the floor.
"Wow!" she exclaimed, "this will be cunt-tickling," standing on tiptoes and giving Earl a long, exhilarating tongue-kiss, before hurrying over to her chair. "There will really be some hot twats down there before we are through with all these ... er ... shall we say ... activities.
She took the pencil from Earl and sat down again on the couch.
"Just write your first name opposite the number identifying each activity you want to conduct," Earl told her, sitting down beside Grace. While Joyce smilingly ran down the list before her, Earl noticed that Les' arm was no longer around Grace, at least, not the way it had been.
It was more around her shoulder and the other hand was the busier-it had found its way inside the loose blouse and was wandering slowly around the voluptuous breasts she possessed, just barely hiding inside.
"Well, I'll be!" Earl muttered under his breath, I'm not going to let this ape have all the fun with Grace. After all, I brought her over here." Her legs were beginning to slide back and forth from the exotic rubbing on her breast. Earl found another place. It was right at the hem of Grace's skirt. Inch by inch, he raised it. With one man's hand around as much of her quivering tit as he could manage, she could hardly object to another one's skirt raising.
The image which the list of activities was creating in Joyce's mind was getting her excited, too, and she placed one hand under her own slippery skirt, slowly raising it while she massaged her golden legs. By the time she had read all the twenty-four activities, her hand was entirely between her legs and almost up to her crack.
"Oh, Earl, kid, I just have to have that number sixteen," she moaned.
"Ah, ah, ah," Earl cautioned, "you're not supposed to say anything about what you are picking out. Each wife will know what each previous wife has picked out, and I will be the only husband to know, and only because I am in on the planning."
"Okay," answered Joyce, "I just got carried away by the expected thrill of the whole thing." In another minute, she completed reading the list, and then started back through it, slowly marking her name as she made up her mind.
"These are all so exciting, it's hard to choose sometimes."
Finally, she was through. Les reluctantly took his hand away from Grace's enticing tit. Earl managed to get his hands away from her legs. She traded places with Joyce, sat down with the pencil, and started reading, smiling now and then, and moaning once in a while.
Before Les could put his arm around his wife anywhere, Earl quickly slid his hand under her thin blouse and began tantalizing her nearest breast with skilled motions. She wore no bra, and her nipples responded to his expert handling. Half-way through reading the list of activities, Grace slide her hand under her blouse and her delicate fingers kept her own breast warm and excited while she read and the others watched.
"What!" she exclaimed once, "I can understand why Joyce would want that number sixteen. Honey, if you change you mind, let me know and I'll take it!" she said. Finally she was finished and walked over in front of the trio. She handed the list and pencil to Earl, who had to take his hand away from Joyce's breast to accept it. Her hands now free, she stepped close to Les. Running her hands over his anxious face, she remarked, "I'll bet I could get you to swap right tonight, Les."
When nobody answered, Grace reached slowly into her blouse and carefully eased out her huge, left breast. Reaching over with it, she rubbed against Les' face and around to his lips and let him nuzzle it a minute. When she noticed the excited look on Earl's and Joyce's faces, she slowly replaced her breast inside its lucky container. Leaning over still more, she slowly raised the hem of her skirt. Up over her sleek thighs it went, inch by inch. Finally, a jazzy little pair of skimpies, in all their yellow transparency, came into view. Holding her skirt up with one hand, Grace reached slowly down to the lower edge of her briefs. Running her delicate fingers underneath, she pushed the thin fabric over to one side as far as possible, giving her three onlookers a thrilling, partly concealed look at her red, profuse cunt hairs.
She pushed her hips forward as close to Les' face as she could get. Just as he was about to reach for her, she slammed her skirt back into place. This left the trio of watchers breathless. Stepping over to the end of the sofa, she grabbed up a soft pillow. Lying down on the thick carpet, she placed the pillow under her head.
It took Les only a few seconds to get his clothes off and then he quickly shucked Grace's clothing off her. Earl matched his efforts with Joyce, and, by the time Les first rammed his pecker into Grace's welcoming cunt, Earl had penetrated the golden doors of Joyce's blonde cunt area and was thrilling the slippery walls of her vagina.
Joyce moved her head nearer the edge of the sofa to a spot where she could watch the couple on the floor in front of them. "It's fun to watch Les fucking another wife," she whispered in Earl's ear. "I know just how much pleasure she is getting. He fucks them almost as hot as he does me."
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Thus did two couples manage a sample of the couple-switching to come on their vacation, now only a month away!
CHAPTER TWO
Two nights later, Earl and Grace were on their way to visit the fourth couple planning on vacationing with them. "They are Ben and Jennie Deane," Grace told him, snuggling up against him when they were fairly under way. "Al and I have never swapped with them, but we have erotic reports about them from one or two other couples in their club. All the other members are really accomplished lovers, and I'm sure we won't be disappointed in having them with us."
"I hope you're right, You can't tell a thing by just looking at a couple. We sure found out about Les and Joyce, though, didn't we? When we arrived at their place, I had no idea we would do any fucking. You had to wave those gorgeous tits in front of Les, and the first thing you know, we were all in the middle of a screwing session," Earl complained, unconvincingly. "Are you sorry?"
"Well, no," he giggled.
"Shall I put my hand over the front of your pants?"
"Well, okay, but you better take it away when we're halfway there so I can cool down. Another thing, if we switch, that simply means that I never do screw you. I'm always screwing the other wife."
"Oh, well, maybe we can fix it so you can get me too. I know a little variation of one of our twenty-four activities. If it looks like they want to swap tonight, I'll show you how both husbands can enjoy me, that is, if Jennie doesn't mind watching for a few minutes."
"I haven't even had my hand on one of your tits yet. That certainly is slow progress, you'll admit," Earl complained.
"I know, poor boy, I'll see to it that you get both hands on both tits tonight even if we don't do any serious fucking with Ben and Jennie," Grace promised him.
Less than half an hour later, the two were in the Deane's spacious living room. Ben and Jennie were just over thirty, Earl guessed. Jennie was the tallest of the wives in the plans, nearly five-foot-ten, he estimated, with nothing but womanly curves from ankle to breasts.
"Ben and I thought we had done most of the experiences wife-swappers go through in the three years in our club," Jennie began, when they were all seated, "but this idea is really novel. Tell us more about it."
Earl gave the same run-down he had given Joyce Cooks two night before. When it was time for her to look over the list of twenty-four activities, Grace spoke up. "You have to go over and sit in a chair by yourself so none of us see which four activities you choose to demonstrate. Do you mind if I sit between your husband and Earl? On the way over here, he complained that he had never had his hands on my tits although we were most of the evening within range of each other. I can't blame him-I have such whoppers; it is hard for most men to keep their hands off them, I have already found that out by now."
"You can say that again," murmured Jennie, as she sat in a single chair and started to glance over the list of bedroom activities. "And you will be lucky if Ben doesn't get into the act. He likes to keep his hands busy when he knows I am watching."
Earl finally got his wish. He put his right arm around Grace, and slid his left hand under her blouse. Grace reached around behind herself and loosened her bra. Earl thanked her and proceeded to reach around as many inches of Grace's tit as possible. He wondered it Ben would slide his hand up Grace's legs while his wife glanced over in their direction once in a while. Jennie moaned as she turned to the second page of activities, and she and Earl looked at Ben at the same time, to discover that his right hand had indeed found its way underneath Grace's blouse on the other side and was now massaging its gorgeous geography as excitedly as possible.
"Hey,, you studs don't lose any time, do you?" Jennie commented. "Remember, I have sensitive tits, too, that need a lot of attention.
"I know," answered Earl, "but you can't bring them over just yet. When you do, I'll try to warm up my hand on them."
Instead of playing with any portion of herself, Jennie surprised the trio on the sofa by the way she sat in the single chair. Scooting her hips forward a little, she placed her legs straight out in front on her, with feet flat on the floor. Then she slowly raised her feet until they rested on the edge of the chair's cushion. Her skirt slowly slid from her knees to a bunch around her hips.
The watching trio quickly discovered that her long legs were an exotic highway to more interesting places. Before their eager eyes, Jennie slowly moved her knees apart until they were nearly reaching the sides of the chair. It was now no secret that she had deliberately left off her pants. The three on the sofa now gazed at the dark brown curls clustered around Jennie's enticing cunt area. As her pubic area became used to the air, the pouting lips inside began to swell of their own accord and with the images transmitted from Jennie's reading of the list of wife-swapping activities.
While they watched with dry lips, Grace whispered to Earl, "Wouldn't you like to be kissing and sucking on those exciting cunt lips?"
"Oooohhh, sister! You've no idea!" he whispered back. "In about another minute or two, that's just about what I'll be doing," he went on.
Grace turned to Ben. "Wouldn't you like to be kissing and sucking on those exciting cunt lips?" Ben answered with a harder squeeze on Grace's warmth-giving tit. "I do that whenever I think a man needs an invitation," she laughed.
Then Ben whispered back: "I do suck and kiss those lips when she asks me to-which is pretty often. We are not at all bashful about asking the other to do what we like to have done. That's why we are pretty popular in our own wife-swapping group, if I do say so myself."
"I can believe that," Grace whispered back, wondering whether to put her hand over the front of his pants, as it was now resembling a tent during circus season. Jennie had finished reading the list, and was going back over it a second time, taking careful consideration of each activity that had been checked off, and, finally making her first selection, she wrote her name opposite it.
Just then, Earl eased his hand away from Grace's breast and crawled quietly over to Jennie's chair. With the activity paper in front of her, she pretended not to see or hear his coming. Down on his knees, Earl reached forward as quietly as he could, and clamped his lips over Jennie's own moist cunt lips. Jennie's reaction nearly caused her to drop her paper. Her legs unconsciously clamped around Earl's head and made him press even tighter into her slippery slit.
Grace and Ben watched while Earl sucked and licked on Jennie's excited twat.
"If he does it right, he can bring her to orgasm inside of two minutes," Ben whispered to Grace, motioning her to undo his pants. "I've managed to do it in two minutes after she is partially prepared, and some of the other husbands in our wife-swapping group have done it too. Jennie likes me to watch while another husband is sucking and licking those fat lips," Ben added.
"Wow!" Grace was not itching. "You can do mine any old time. If you want to do it right now, I can get an extra thrill while I watch Earl and Jennie."
Grace scooted down a few inches on the sofa and slipped up her skirt over her hips, showing her naked cunt to Ben without any pants of any sort. In two seconds, he was following Earl's example and Grace was guiding his head and lips. They could not keep up with Earl and Ben's wife, and a few seconds after Jennie reached a scorching release, they both looked around and managed to watch Grace and Ben a minute before Grace wriggled her buttocks and finally swooned away in a delirious orgasm.
Two nights later, Earl and Grace were on their way to visit the fifth couple.
"You know, the way things went at the Deane's house the other night, I never did get to show you a way for two men and a woman, so you can have a chance to get around to my cunt," Grace told him.
"I know. I had to settle for Jennie's tasty lips and brown curls down there," Earl answered.
"Another thing, I've been wondering is how your wife is standing it while we are out making calls for the rest of the vacationers."
"Well, she has been more than ready for me when I get home, you may be sure, and I really gave her satisfaction after that superb sucking and licking I did on Jennie's super-heated twat," Earl assured her.
"That's exactly what you did, Earl, and you may be sure that, after watching the two of you a while, I would never have cooled off if her husband had not been there to get between my legs. That's where I want you, too-sometime soon, Earl-when we can get at it," Grace concluded. "Oh, turn right at this next corner, then it's number 984. Their names are Mel Egger and his wife, Fay. While I think of it, let me try a little stunt on him. I have never met him but one of the other couples we've swapped with recommended them. But watch real close when I first get introduced to Mel and see what happens."
Mel and Fay proved to be both tall, and rather striking. Fay was a carrot-top redhead, cut short, and her blouse, with its prominent perking outward, gave promise of oversized handfuls of luscious tit. Just as the four were turning away from the front door and heading for the living room, Grace turned quickly around and put her arms around Mel in a tight squeeze and gave him a deep tongue kiss.
Then, slowly lowering one hand down over his frame, she slid it down her own thigh. Drawing back about an inch, she started lifting her skirt slowly up between them. When it was up to her hips, she again squeezed her whole body against him. Watching them, Fay and Earl put their arms around each other. They were both sure that Grace was wearing no underwear.
"What a blast this is!" exclaimed Fay. "There is a true wife-swapper if I ever saw one."
"You're so right," commented Earl. A minute later, he called to Grace: "Back up and let's see what's happened to your new friend." Grace jumped back and three of them looked at Mel's pants. They had grown like a mushroom in damp weather.
"We'll have to get started or we'll never give Fay enough time to pick out her activities," Earl told the group. "You will need to sit in a chair by yourself so your husband cannot see what you are reading and choosing for yourself," Earl went on. He explained the rest of the plans to her, and Fay sat in a chair by herself.
Before the other three found places on the sofa, Grace reached up and whispered in Earl's ear. He smiled and nodded. While Fay started reading the list of bedroom activities, Grace led Mel to the end of the sofa. Mel sat down after loosening the front of his pants and sliding them down over his hips. Grace lay down full length on the sofa, her head in Mel's lap. Earl sat in the center of the sofa, after scooting himself under her legs and up to a spot right under her womanly, undulating hips.
Grace lay motionless, gazing idly at Mel's rigid cock. Her lips were only two inches away from the junction of his member and his balls. Earl slowly raised Grace's skirt until it was entirely over her hips, leaving them entirely naked. He started massaging their rounded cheeks.
After five minutes, Fay looked up from her reading, seeing for the first time Grace's naked buttocks and, just beyond, Grace's mouth. As she watched, the other wife moved her head slowly toward Mel's prick until it just touched the base of it, then slowly and gently began tantalizing kisses with her lips and occasional journey with her tongue on it.
"Some of the hottest activities have already been chosen," complained Fay, giving lots of attention to her list instead of the scene on the fascinating sofa before her. That gal Joyce is really going to have a time for herself, she thought to herself, thinking further that if she couldn't have any others, she surely would be satisfied with them.
Placing her hand on the outside of her breasts and keeping up a gentle motion, she finally made her first selection, and then, taking more time, the final three.
Earl watched Grace's slowly rotating buttocks before him and Fay's gentle motion with her hand on the outside of her own ample breasts, and then had an idea.
"Mel, what is one of the things your wife likes when she is fucking with another husband?" he asked.
"One of the things she goes for is to be screwing close to another couple so that in the middle of the panting and groaning with pleasure, the other wife can put two or three fingers alternately on her cunt and the other husband's prick as it slides in and out." "What a blast that would be," exclaimed Earl, "I hope I get tangled up with her one of the nights of our vacation."
"Don't worry, stud, you will," answered Fay, putting down her list of activities and hurrying over to the sofa. Spreading Grace's rotating buttocks apart, she found Earl's rampant cock waiting for her. Leaning over, she started an artistic and gentle licking and sucking while Grace proceeded to hasten the pace with Mel's turgid pecker.
Thus did two husbands and two wives warm up for their vacation, now only about four weeks away.
The next day, Earl phoned Grace with some of the plans he had forgotten to mention. "Listen, Grace, could you do a little more phoning for me? I forgot to mention that most of the husbands in our groups like it when the wives have their underarm hair completely grown out. So, would you phone all the wives who are going on our swapping vacation and ask them if they would let their underarm hair grow so it will be in good shape for our vacation enterprise."
"Sure thing," Grace answered. "I think it would be fun. One or two husbands in our swapping club like it, too, but most of the wives don't think to let it grow for them to admire. And, while we are at it, have you rented a cabin yet?"
"No, I'm still looking for one," answered Earl.
"Well, Al told me at the supper table tonight that his boss has a large cabin in the mountains beside a lake about 100 miles from here. It has a large living room, and, if you want him to, Al will ask if we could have it. If the boss would let us have it, there would be no expense."
"Sounds good to me. Let me know tomorrow night if you can. And that reminds me, I still have not gotten my cock close to your hot cunt yet, after all those evenings calling on other couples, you know that?"
"I know, big boy, but you just wait until I get up there with all those husbands and wives. I'll show you how a real fucking woman treats another wife's real fucking husband."
Suddenly the receiver clicked and Earl was left hanging onto a telephone instrument that was dead, and only images of what intimacies with Grace and her gorgeous tits and other items would be like.
Al made arrangements for his boss' cabin without any difficulty, and everyone waited for the long-anticipated vacation.
The middle of June finally arrived. Al and Grace Bacus made it a point to be the first to reach the cabin, and opened it for the week's pleasure that was to come.
They unloaded their share of the food and began to plan the arrangement of beds in the living room. All the couples had arrived by mid-Saturday afternoon, with the exception of the Eggers and the Deans.
"Maybe they're coming together," Grace said as she admired Bonnie's lovely figure under a tight-fitting outfit.
"How do you mean that?" Bonnie teased, and Grace chuckled at her own play on words, so quickly caught up by the other wife. A few minutes later a car drove up to the cabin and a couple emerged, leaving a real young couple still sitting in the car.
Ben and Jennie Deane hurried into the cabin, and were introduced all around. "Who are the young kids in your car and what are they doing here?" Earl demanded, speaking for all present.
"Well, they are Tippy Gans and Ila Jaynes," explained Jennie. "They have just graduated from high school a few days ago."
"They what?" exclaimed all the others. "What are they doing here?" Les Cooke asked.
"Well, they are in on something hot. The girl is a neighbor of the Eggers. A while back, she discovered that the Eggers belonged to a wife-swapping group and she got and idea, and with the help of her boyfriend, they told the Eggers that unless they would let them have the Egger's place in our vacation, they would tell Mel's boss about the club. They gave in, and got in touch with us so we could drive them up here. I guess we will have to decide whether to let them stay or not."
"What if the girl gets pregnant?" Al asked, with a worried face.
"Well, she has been playing around plenty and knows the score," Jennie replied. "One of the boys she has been screwing with knew about the Eggers membership in the club, because she invited him to one of their evening meetings to be initiated. Three wives helped initiate him, and then he felt ready to get with Ila."
"Well," ventured Les, "why don't we invite them in a little while and talk to them both a little, then take a vote on it while they go outside?"
Everybody was agreeable, so after the initial introductions, Earl asked Ila if she understood the conditions. When Ila nodded her head, Earl talked with Tippy.
"It would be fun for Ila to get some experience with married men, and it would be a change for me to screw some married women," the youth answered.
The two teenagers excused themselves and went to sit in the car. A vote was taken and everyone voted to include the young couple in the vacation plans. The youngsters came in again, and Tippy started helping the husbands bring springs and mattresses from the bedrooms in the spacious living room.
"The king-size bed goes in the center because it will have more than one couple on it part of the time," Earl ordered. "You wives start supper so we can eat early and get a start on our bedroom appointments since most of us have never been intimate with the others."
Finally, all the beds were in place, and the living room full of springs and mattresses without their frames lent an erotic tone to the atmosphere.
One of the husbands plugged a spotlight, and focused it on the center bed. "What a blast that will be!" murmured Joyce Cooks as she went by, watching Al Bacus focus the light.
"You're telling me? asked Bonnie Allen, as she dumped the bedding they had brought from home, on one of the outer beds.
"We brought our share, I think," ventured Ila, bringing in a box of groceries, followed by Tippy Gans with an armload of bedding. All the husbands watched Ila's saucy wiggle every time she moved across the room, and the wives lost a little time staring at the front of Tippy's tight jeans. Just before they all sat down to dinner, Earl got Ila aside and went over the part each woman would play, one being featured each evening. Then he showed her the list of activities which Fay chose," he told the young woman, using a little time to ogle her young, pert breasts barely contained in a summary halter arrangement. Ila nodded her head in agreement, then added in a half-whisper, "6, 10,17, and 22. Wow! Will they be exciting. But who will my partner be?"
"Well, that's just it. We won't have the drawing until we are ready to start."
"Sounds like fun and more fun," Ila smiled, then suddenly flung her arms around Earl, smashing her twin peaks against his chest, and giving him a deep, tongue-wiggling kiss.
"Dinner is ready, everybody!" somebody shouted, and there was a rush for the chairs. It was not easy to take their time, and the meal was finally over.
"I know it's poor housekeeping to leave the dishes, but let's do it this one time," suggested Bonnie Allen.
A hearty "amen" was added in chorus by all, and Joyce added," it will take only a little while to soak them. That will help."
The others left Joyce and Bonnie to soak the dishes, and hurried into the living room. Ben Deane was finishing setting up a record player. On one side of the center bed was a tape recorder, and, at the head of each bed was a microphone. Many of the guests gasped, and Earl explained, "Unless somebody has an objection, we will tape the sounds coming from the featured bed and it can be played back at sessions of each wife-swapping group later on. We'll check each microphone to see that it is not too loud. Then, as each evening progresses, whenever anyone wants to say anything for everybody else to hear, he or she will simply speak into the microphone. They can make comments of what is going on, ask a question, or make a suggestion. We just want to have the ultimate in bedroom fun, and this is the way to have it, what do the rest of you say?"
For her answer, Grace Bacus wiggled her body against Ben Deane and rubbed her breasts back and forth while few could do anything but watch.
"Well, I guess that's all the answer we need," Earl went on. "Now for some of the immediate details. I have each husband's name on a slip of paper. Each wife will draw a name from this little dish, and that will be her partner for tonight only. Each slip also has a number from one to five. This means that the wife who draws the lowest number will be featured tonight, number 2 tomorrow, and so on.
"So, keep your slip of paper at all times. However, you will all have different partners tomorrow and every other night, too. No husband with his own wife at any time. Tippy, you will be substituting for Mel Eggers, so whichever wife draws Mel's slip will take you for a partner. One other thing. The outside beds are placed right next to each other. After the featured wife and her partner have finished with one activity, couples on adjoining outside beds can switch if they want to."
"I can hardly wait," announced Ila, reaching one hand inside her halter and putting as much of her hand over her tit as she could. "I hope you don't mind if I seem to be playing with myself. I just like sex wherever I find it or can get it. My tits lead me on a lot of the time." Naturally, nobody objected, and several wives followed Ila's example.
"Now, there's no hurry," resumed Earl. "We have all night, you know. So let's do this. Each wife strips slowly while we all watch. The wife with number five slip will be first, then number 4, and ending up with the featured wife who will do her stripping with the spotlight on her. All set, everybody?"
Earl passed the dish around to all wives. As each one opened up her slip of paper and read her partner's name, she stepped over to him and put her arms around him. Some of the wives did other things, as their emotions directed.
Grace Bacus drew Ben Deane's name and with it number five.
"Oh, bully," she giggled, "I just love to strip and show off my cunt before an appreciative audience. And I know every one will admire my big breasts because they will be out in the open pretty quick."
Ben put his arms around Grace from behind and right over her luscious beauties.
Bonnie reached into the dish her husband offered her and came up with Tippy's slip, actually with Mel Eggers' name on it, and number two.
"Oh," she gasped, how lucky can I be? I get to initiate that young man into the joys of screwing a married woman on a rare vacation. When was the last time you had your pecker licked Tippy? Don't answer, Tippy, I'm simply adding a little conversation to the evening. And I'm number two."
Tippy hurried over to Bonnie and also stood behind her with his arms around her massive breasts.
Ila Jaynes was next and everybody wondered which husband would be the first to part her youthful thighs for his raging member. "It says here, 'Les Cooks, and number four'," she smiled.
Les broke away from his wife and hurried to Ila, putting his arms around her tits and kissing her on the back of the neck.
"Ooo, that tickles," she moaned. "I hope the rest of you is that good."
"Don't worry, Ila, it is." The speaker was Joyce Cooks. "You'll have trouble keeping up with Les."
Earl offered Joyce the dish with just two slips left in it. "Oh, kids," she exclaimed, "I get to screw our leader first. Come over here, Earl, and my number is one! You will help me show them what real screwing is like. I know just how much fun my four activities can be."
Earl left his place and stood behind Joyce, first squeezing her rounded butt tight against the front of his pants before bringing his hands to rest over her breasts.
"Go pick out the last name, Jennie," Earl called out. "Since there's only one man left, you get Al Bacus. Be careful not to drain everything the first night. By the way, what's your number?"
I'm number three, so, two nights from now, I will show you just how four activities can bring utter ecstasy to my partner and our audience," she promised, as Al came and put his arms around his partner for the night.
All couples found beds, and Joyce and Earl hurried to the center where the spotlight foretold of delirious joys of bedsprings to come.
"Since most of you know restraint, here's the best way to manage the most excitement for the evening. The four outside couples will only play with each other while the featured couple carry out their first activity. Then, while we rest, the other four couples will get their own kind of screwing going. That enables Joyce and me to watch one or more of you while you perform. Then we will go with our second activity, etc., for the rest of the evening," Earl explained.
"In the case of an individual who does not want to go four times, switches after the very first session will be allowed so as to permit anyone who wants to go four times to do so, since there are differences in human stamina."
"Yeah, that's what we want," several called out. All eyes were now turned to Grace Bacus as she stood beside the bed on which her partner for the night, Ben, was seated.
"Let's get over by our microphone," Grace suggested. Ben followed her, and sat down again. "As soon as I get my dress off, I'll stand close to you and you can put your arms around me," she told Him, and looked around at her watchers to see if the microphone carried her voice. Smiles and nods greeted her look. She reached down to the hem of her dress and slowly bent her fingers around it.
Then, slowly, scarcely more than an inch at a time, she eased it slowly upward past her knees and along her slightly quivering thighs. Finally, her brief, pale yellow panties came into view. Grace stretched her dress across the front of her pubic region and continued raising her dress little by little. It cleared the elastic of her panties, and finally exposed her deep-set navel.
Ben fidgeted on the bed, and knew that the other men were watching with just as much interest as he. It would not be long now. Grace kept her dress tightly in her hands as it crept farther up, bumping slightly as her hands reached the lower edge of her bra. She eased her dress over the bra, took an extra long time to urge her dress over her short, red hair. Finally, it was done, and she slung it over the back of a chair.
She turned slowly around, and stepped back as close to Ben and the bed as she could. When he started to put his arms around her hips, she cautioned him.
"Not yet. Just a minute."
Then, to all her watchers, she called out: "Shall I take off my panties of my bra first?" Husbands and wives joined in the answer, almost half in favor of each garment, causing Grace to laugh and reach around behind to run her hand across Ben's hair. While she was making up her mind which to take off next, she reached behind herself and slowly pulled the crotch of her yellow panties more tightly into the cleft of her tantalizing buttocks, making her entire butt more naked than if the garment had been removed.
"Okay, just to be a little different, I'll do it this way," she went on.
Still with her back to Ben, she reached both hands around behind her, and slowly slid the middle of her panties back down from their tight position in her crotch, then over the roundest portion of her buttocks, then her thighs.
"Want to do the rest, Ben, if your wife doesn't mind?" Grace teased.
"Go right ahead, Ben, don't be bashful!" The audience suddenly discovered it was Ben's wife, leaning over her own microphone. "I get just as much of a bang out of this as you do, you know!"
Ben reached forward and tenderly grasped Grace's underwear. Already folded into a tight little ribbon, he finished the delectable job of sliding them all the way down. Grace stepped out of them and motioned Ben to hand them to her. Facing him now, Ben had the first real look at the curling tendrils around her cunt, and was delighted to find that they were naturally red, and extremely profuse. He started to reach his lips toward them, but Grace restrained him.
"Just a minute," she cautioned. She opened up her panties and suddenly slipped them, upside down, over Ben's head. "There," she announced, "they're so thin you can see right through them while I take my bra off. Then I will let you do one teeny other thing before the next wife starts her stripping performance." Undoing the bra catch behind, Grace kept one hand over the two straps while she brought her other hand around in front. To Ben, she said, "Why don't you see if you can undress by the time I get my tits uncovered?"
Ben lost no time getting into action, but kept his eyes glued on his anxious partner as much as he could.
"I was just thinking," Grace went on, still holding up her bra now with both hands, "since each married couple here has switched partners with at least one other couple here, that means that Ila is the only woman that nobody has seen naked. So that...." Her address was interrupted by a voice from a different microphone.
"She is all anybody wants in the way of nakedness, and every inch of her is sensitive to screwing situations," a young man's voice told them, and everybody knew that Tippy was giving them an anticipation of things to come from his girl friend's young body.
Ila smiled her appreciation and turned to look at Grace, as did the rest of her audience.
"Well, Grace continued, "I just like to take my time getting my bra off."
She looked down at the roundness of her chest structure. With her left hand, she reached across to her right breast. She pulled the top of the bra away from the nipple about an inch while she inspected it. Then, pressing it back against her brassiere, she started gliding it down. The top edge finally reached the nipple, and then stumbled over it. With the nipple barely exposed, Grace inspected it and was joined by all her avid watchers in doing so. By now, Ben had all his clothes off and could enjoy the view as much as the other husbands and wives.
"My nipples swell up real hard when they get out in the cool air, like now." She brushed her free hand across the nipple's surface slowly several times and it grew even more. "They like me to play with them, too, especially when I have an admiring audience, like now."
She slowly drew the bra back into place, then reached her other hand over to the other breast. She eased the restraining cloth down from the other nipple and watched herself harden in the cool evening air. She edged the cloth a little farther down, so her eager watchers could see more.
"Put your arms around my hips now, Ben," she ordered, "but keep your head straight up a while longer. My breasts are so big I can reach down and kiss them whenever I want to." Grace Bacus paused and looked around at her breathless viewers.
"WOW!" most of them shouted, part of them wives. Grace slowly bent her head and then raised the left nipple to meet her soft, bee-stung lips. It was a soft, lingering kiss, and all the wives knew that all the five peckers in the crowd were a little harder. Finally, Grace raised her head. Slowly she slid the bra farther down over the exposed nipple until all the side of one breast was completely bare. Still holding the cloth over the other breast, she leaned over to Ben and whispered to him. She noted his smile in answer.
Jennie was among the most avid watchers as she followed her husband's next move. He reached up and gently slid the cloth from the other breast. Just as it became entirely naked, he cupped it in his hands and moved it slowly from side to side so all the voyeurs could see. Then he reached up and kissed it from all sides, ending with his lips over the nipples. Grace's legs began to weaken, and she sat down on Ben's lap.
"Okay," she moaned into the microphone, "what wife is next with her strip? I want to do a little watching myself." As she put her arms around him, her voluptuous tits nearly smothered Ben.
"Listen, people," Earl announced, "we have been waiting for this very first night so long that there is almost too much anticipation. Why don't we change our plans a little? Let's not wait until each wife strips. Let's go on to the featured wife and her strip. Then, tomorrow night, wife number four on the schedule will strip, the next night, number three, etc."
Everyone agreed, and Joyce prepared to strip. She had memorized the activities she was going to perform, and now she ran over them in her mind. Nos. 5, 16, 21, and 24, wishing it was suddenly time for number twenty-four, since that was her favorite.
The other wives and husbands hurried out of their clothes as Joyce and Earl located themselves on the center spotlighted spring and mattress. Earl tried out the microphone, and started the tape recorder, then turned it off to wait until Joyce and he would be coming along with conversation and sound effects interesting enough to record.
"One of the best things a wife can do is to shuck off her clothes several different ways so her husband doesn't know just what to expect each time. I'll show you one of the ways my husband, Les, likes. I think you'll like it, too." Joyce was wearing skin-tight Capris and a halter, telling some of her friends she preferred this kind of outfit to pants. She stepped up on the bed, and, still standing, slowly unfastened the waist-band. She started to slide them down off her hips when she stopped.
"Earl, turn on the tape recorder now, they may want to hear this at the next session of one of our home wife-swapping clubs." When he had done so, she went on, "Lie down on the bed with your head between my feet, and so you will be looking up at my face and the rest of me." Joyce resumed the down slide of her Capris. Just as they cleared her sloping buttocks, she started to squat down. Holding her Capris up as much as possible in front, she slowly finished squatting and came to rest just above Earl's lips.
"Most of you husbands, and of course, Tippy, have never seen any of my cunt, so, this way, Earl gets to be the first, since the front of my Capris just nicely covers it. You all probably guessed that I had no pants on all the time, didn't you?" She looked around at her bug-eyed watchers. "Now, listen, Earl, do just a minimum with your lips because I don't want to get too excited right at first. Since I have only a little over average size tits, you can look right up at me while I take my halter off."
"Joyce started to reach behind. Al Bacus leaned to his mike. "What happens if you are in the notion of taking a piss just when you are stripping that way?"
Joyce, kept on undoing her halter, and slowly replied, "I'm glad you brought that up. I have real good control of my piss muscles, so, once in a while, I will piss just a little bit in Les' or some other husband's mouth when I am in a wife-swapping session, then I can turn it off and finish my piss a little later. Want to try it, Al?" she smiled at him roguishly, again noting that his pecker was harder than before.
"Sure thing, babe, when I have you for my partner, I'd like some. As soon as I have my little drink, would you let one of the wives take my place and drink some, too?"
"Certainly, Al. I don't know what your wife's tastes are, but I think it would be real cute to let you have a little drink of my hot piss, and then have your wife immediately take her place between my legs for a little drink of her own, too."
Everyone looked at Grace Bacus, who had been sitting on Ben Deane's lap and letting his cock stick up between her legs but below her cunt area, where she occasionally wet her fingers on her lips and then cooled the end of his imprisoned member with them. She was now blushing furiously, and everybody knew they could look forward to watching husband and wife take their little drinks of another wife's piss some night.
Joyce had her halter loose, and slowly slid it off her breasts. She threw it away and it landed on Tippy Gans' head, where he was busy making the nipples of Bonnie Allen's huge breasts meet each other and exciting them on each other.
"See, Earl, my tits are only a little over average. I'll massage the nipples a little bit and then you can have your turn. I like to play with them same as the husbands do."
Satisfied with their condition, she started to stand up again, holding her Capris in front of her again. Then she resumed sliding them downward.
"No wonder she wanted to do that last! Ben Deane moaned to Grace Bacus. Just below her navel, her naturally blonde curls began. Little by little, they became more profuse. When they reached the outside of her cunt lips, they became a veritable bush. "Man, oh man!" blurted out Tippy, into his mike, "that is the most clump I have ever seen!"
"You'll get a real education among the wives, believe me, son" assured Al Bacus. "There is a lot of variation among women in the region of their navel to their hips or thighs."
"Looks, fellas," called out Earl from his position of looking up at Joyce as she raised her arms to revel in her nakedness. The husbands and wives all looked and discovered a similar, smaller patch growing under her armpit in blonde profusion.
"Ready for action?" Joyce called out. Her body was stunningly beautiful.
"Yeah!" her audience shouted out.
So she continued: "My first activity is number five on the list. I am to French all the husbands except my own. After I do it, I'll come back to the spotlight position on my bed. I will French Earl, too, but I have to quit in time to let him come in my hand. We'll see just how much he can do the first time around. Earl, you just have to be patient until I come back and watch real close while I suck and lick three peckers before I get to yours."
Joyce slid off the bed and hurried to Al Bacus, who broke away from Jennie to lie on his back, keeping his hands on Jennie's huge titties. Al's cock was already sticking straight up in the air, and Joyce eased her mouth against the black hairs at the base. Her tongue crept from between her lips, and she began a slow journey to the blood-red tip. A little ways from its beginning, she motioned Jennie to put the mike in front of her. With her soft cheek on Al's cock, she addressed the crowd.
CHAPTER THREE
"Quite a few men like stimulation from a woman's lips and tongue to reach the tip of their prick last. See what I mean?" Joyce resumed her task of journeying to the tip. Finally, she made it and eased the whole of it into her mouth.
Joyce allowed the tip to penetrate an inch into her mouth only twice because Al was too near an emission and she wanted to save this for a later time. With reluctance, she let it slip out, and she started for another husband. "Better not even touch Al," she cautioned Jennie, "or he will fire right away."
Ben Deane was next, and Grace Bacus co-operated by having him in position on his back before Joyce arrived. She leaned over. Holding her mouth wide open, she held the throbbing cock in her fingers until she had as much of it as she could in her mouth. Only then did she softly close her lips over it. Bending her head sideways, she gave him extra stimulation and also looked over to where her husband was keeping one large hand over the outside curls of young Ila's cunt.
She knew just how much of a thrill he got watching her suck another husband's prick. Then, turning her head the other way, she saw Bonnie Allen take her hand away from Tippy Gans' prick because she knew he would be next for Joyce and she did not want him coming ahead of time.
Ben was alarmingly close to ejaculating so Joyce removed her mouth as quickly as she had first taken possession. She made a motion toward the mike at Tippy Gans' and Bonnie Allen's bed. It was in place when she lay alongside the group's surprise vacationer, the youth who had just graduated from high school. Tippy's cock was quite long and slender, and she was wondering what would be the best way to get him to squirt into her mouth, since he was the only one left before going back to Earl Allen where she would make him come in her hand.
The mike picked up her conversation as she lay with her head on Tippy's upper thigh, her mouth only an inch from his standing, slender cock.
"Is this the first time you ever had a married woman suck your cock Tippy?" The young man nodded his head, and his rigid member nodded its own assent. "Since your cock is so long, it would not fit well into my mouth and throat for me to do it properly. So, here's the way I will harvest your crop of young-boy semen-then you will know what to expect. I will suck and lick your pecker around the middle on both sides. Then, when you are just about to squirt your wad, I will put just the tip of your cock between my lips. Then, by pressing as tightly as I can with my kissing lips, I will make you squirt right in the front of my mouth."
Joyce gently kissed the upstanding shaft of Tippy's slender cock a couple of inches from the tip. After several tantalizing kisses and tip-of-tongue caressing, she placed her mouth on the other side of his cock. When she started similar caressing, Tippy's excited fingers, which had been masturbating Bonnie's moist cunt, dug deeper into the recesses of this wife's vagina, causing her to squirm away to keep from a premature orgasm.
Joyce smiled as she noted their trouble, then slowly moved her wet lips to the very tip of Tippy's impatient pole. She placed one hand gently on Tippy's nuts. She spoke into the mike so all could hear.
"I've often wondered how near a woman could come to making a man squirt by caressing and licking his pecker everywhere except the tip. Now we'll find out. I'll pump up and down on the entire end of your cock and all of you count the number of times until you start to squirt into the front of my mouth."
Joyce transferred her lips to the end of the boy's pulsing pecker. Just as the end of it disappeared between her lips, she looked up at his face in order to watch the rest of the sucking-fuck being performed on him.
Her avid caressing began, and her eager audience began counting. So far along with this exhilarating fuck was Tippy that his body began squirming. Joyce's squeezing lips brought him along so fast that just as everyone counted three out loud, the semen burst from his pecker into the married woman's clasping, kissing lips and mouth.
When Tippy was through, Joyce held his member firmly in her mouth so that the last of the semen would trickle onto her tongue. Bonnie put her arm around Tippy and put her other hand into her own heated cunt, and whispered to her partner, "Now do you believe that a married woman knows how to bring a man around?"
"Tippy could only moan, "You're so right!" Joyce eased her lips away from Tippy's member and walked slowly to her own bed where Earl was saving a position for her right in the spotlight where all her audience would be able to watch her finish her first activity with Earl Allen. She lay down beside him and nestled in his arms while the other four couples hurried to complete their own first fuck of the evening.
"You and I get to watch the others a little this way," she told Earl. "It's extra thrills watching our audience take their own kicks."
Joyce mentioned to Earl to turn on the tape recorder. He also moved the mike as close to their heads as he could so their audience could hear their ecstasy. As Earl was already lying on his back, his pecker was pointing quite a bit toward his chin. Yummy Joyce placed herself at right angles to his body, and leaned over his belly. Earl motioned her to swing her hips over his head, but she tried to stop him.
"Sorry, Earl, you are not allowed to do anything bordering on-my cunt in this first activity. I do the whole works."
She lowered her lips to his pecker and started in to equal the caressing she had performed on the young boy who had squirted so eagerly into her mouth.
A little of the youth's semen was left in the front of her mouth and on her lips and she knew some of it would be rubbed onto Earl's cock. Her partner's pecker swelled more and more in her mouth, and she kept it close to the front but not quite as near her teeth as she had done with Tippy.. In a few seconds, she knew she could wait no longer. She slipped Earl's pecker out of her mouth.
With her left hand, she tipped it ever closer toward his chin. With her other hand, she cupped her fingers just ahead of the tip. In a few strokes, the semen began to eject from his pecker, and his squirming body wiggled so much it was only with difficulty that she held her other hand in place to catch all the hot fuck sauce.
When Earl was all through, Joyce motioned to Bonnie to come to their bed. Earl's wife hurried to do Joyce's bidding. Joyce laid down on her back. Her hand full of semen, she placed it on her own breast and spread it over the nipple and surrounding area. She pulled Bonnie's head down to her breast, and Earl's wife licked her husband's emission from another wife's breast and erect nipple.
She hurried back to her young partner and found his pecker already hard again. Sliding under him, she joined the, other four women in their long-delayed first-fucking session of the exciting evening.
Joyce nestled in Earl's arms, and they watched each couple fucking a few seconds at a time, getting extra thrills watching their audience take their own swapping pleasure.
"How do you like this kind of a fucking evening, Earl?" she asked, after the four other couples had completed their satisfaction, and they could all hear her again.
"This is the damnedest kind of fucking I ever heard of!" he replied.
"You mean you don't like it?"
"Hell, no, this is the greatest. Why don't you give me a hint what the second activity is?" he said with his hand on Joyce's unsatisfied cunt.
"Sorry, I can't do that," she answered. "In five minutes or so, after everyone has rested a little more, I'll start it."
Earl remembered the blonde patch of hair blossoming under Joyce's armpits so he moved his head enough to get another good look. Then his lips found the neat patch and he nuzzled Joyce until she squirmed with pleasure.
"I was wondering how long it would take you to give me some excitement there. It's real exhilarating to be kissed there when I have a little bush for you to explore in," she moaned.
Earl climbed over her body and gave service to the blonde curls under Joyce's other armpit. Joyce began going over her next activity, number sixteen, in her mind.
"Everybody rested?" Several of her audience nodded their heads and there was no objection to her going on. Yummy Joyce got to her knees on the bed, and right in the spotlight. Holding her gorgeous breasts in both hands, she gently and slowly massaged them. In a few seconds, she made her next announcement. Her husband watched her while keeping one finger in just the outside entrance to young Ila Jayne's butt-hole.
"My second activity requires one other person besides Earl and myself, one of the wives. I will be on my hands and knees on the bed. Earl will use the Greek method on me. As soon as he is nicely started, I will motion one of the wives to join us. I will show you what to do as we go along after that."
Joyce turned slowly over, raised her hips and wriggled her bottom in Earl's waiting face.
"You didn't tell us what wife you want for this part of the very important screwing." It was her husband, Les, now concerned about his ecstatic wife, and getting into position himself to get the best look when Earl Allen began his tight penetration. A few seconds later, Joyce answered, "Oh, I think Grace would be ideal for this, partly because of her big, gorgeous tits. While she is away, maybe Ben can visit one of the other women and play with her tits or asshole. Okay, Earl, just a minute."
She reached around and laid a real wet kiss on Earl's cock, leaving plenty of wet saliva to ease his entrance. Back in place once more, she moistened one of her own fingers with her lips, then gingerly reached around behind herself. Slowly and carefully, she deposited the saliva around her asshole, then eased her finger inside it a little way. She took it out and laid her head down on the bed, her arms stretched out ahead of her, waiting for Earl to slide his pecker into her rectal region.
Earl edged forward on his knees and his lustful audience watched as he let his rampant ramrod wave slowly back and forth just outside Joyce's tight anus. He spoke into the mike so everybody could hear, and the tape recorder was going now, too. "Do you want to reach back and start it with your fingers?" he asked.
"No, Earl, take you time and see if you can get it in without any help at all."
"You'll have to relax a lot in order to do that."
"I know," his partner answered, "and, if you don't hurry, maybe I can make it."
Earl Allen's snub-nosed weapon nuzzled around all the entrance to Joyce's rear, surrounded by dark blonde curls, affording little protection.
"Act like you're letting a fart, Joyce," It was Ben Deane.
"That's just what I am trying to do," laughed Joyce over her shoulder. A few seconds later, Earl's pecker found just the right angle and the right amount of a little opening in Les' wife's butt-hole to make a start.
Joyce straightened her back a little, and Earl gained some more room. As their audience of traded husbands and wives and a teenage couple watched, the rest of Earl's cock slid slowly into Joyce's asshole until his nuts rested quietly against her soft buttocks. She raised her head and motioned to Grace. The latter reached down and gently removed Ben Deane's fingers from her own slippery twat. She whispered to him, "Since Joyce suggested you go and spend a little time with another woman while I'm gone, here's your chance to see Ila's amorous nakedness up real close. I'll bet she likes two partners some of the time."
While Grace was crawling into position on the spotlighted bed with Earl and Joyce, Ben hurried over to Ila Jaynes' and Les Cooks' bed. Ila spoke into the mike before Grace was ready to do what Joyce wanted. "Les, take your fingers out of my cunt and put one hand over my breast. Ben, you put your hand over my other breast. I like my tits tended to by two men at the same time and it will keep my cunt excited enough since we have to wait until the second activity is over before we can really fuck again later."
The men were only too glad to oblige. So, a young girl had her breasts just where she liked them, and the two married men positioned themselves on the bed so as to get the best look at the trio in the spotlight. Joyce motioned Grace to lie down in front of her and the latter scooted down, spreading her legs wide apart as she did so.
She stopped just below Joyce's face, her cunt lips entirely exposed to Joyce's lustful gaze. She moved her head a little sideways and motioned Earl to take a good look. He did.
"You have to watch us real carefully, Earl," she told him. "Be cautious about your fucking in my rear so as to make your emission just as Grace has her orgasm. I will suck and lick her cunt until she comes. You see what I mean?" Earl understood, and started gentle, slow motions back and forth inside Joyce's rectal canal. Joyce knelt to her task and Grace gasped as the other wife's lips and tongue began their service all along the inside surface of her already hot cunt.
Joyce's hands reached up and encircled Grace's left tit. Grace took the hint and began to massage her right breast herself, working it exotically back and forth in her delicate fingers. Earl watch Grace's facial expression all the while. As the excitement of Joyce's lips and tongue all around her palpitating cunt increased to the boiling point, Earl increased the speed and intensity of his ramming the tight clutches of Joyce's asshole.
"He gasped and poured the offering of his balls and pecker into Joyce's entrails just as Grace reached the apex of her orgasm.
The trio in the spotlight managed to lie down beside each other in time to watch some of their audience go about their own varieties of fucking, especially interesting being Ila sucking Ben's cock until it squirted into her young mouth just as Les Cooks flooded her waiting twat.
CHAPTER FOUR
After several minutes of quiet moaning as the ten fuckers and fuckees rested, Jennie stood up and started to leave the living room.
"Where are you going?" Les asked.
"I have to go to the bathroom and take a piss."
"Forget it!"
"Forget it? How can I do that?"
"I'll show you." Les reached under the side of the mattress to the floor and drew out a small carton. Opening it, he brought out a small pot with a handle.
"Some men like to watch a woman when she is taking a piss. So, two of us went to the store and bought five pots." He brought out one more and held it up. "So, we would like each woman to have one beside her bed. Then, when she is ready to piss, she will make an appropriate announcement and we can all enjoy watching. Anybody object?"
Some of the wives giggled, but none objected. Les passed the rest of the pots around to each wife and Ila had one. "Now," he said to Jennie, "stand on the mattress, squat down so we can all eye what you are doing, and let nature take its course."
Jennie complied, slowly lowering her hips and then holding the pot between her legs with one hand. She faced as many viewers as she could, then, with the other hand, separated the lips of her cunt so as to allow her hot piss to make as small a stream as possible.
A minute later, the golden amber piss started. Watching it closely, Bonnie Allen whispered to young Tippy Gans, "You know, that is kind of cute to watch, come to think of it. When I have to take a piss, do you want to be real close so you can get a good look at a married woman pissing?"
"That would be a wonderful thrill," Tippy answered.
"Maybe I'll be ready after the third activity," Earl's wife half-promised the youth.
"Well, Joyce, let us know about your third activity. We're getting anxious." It was Ben Deane, remembering the thrill of squirting his manhood into young Ila's gripping lips.
Joyce spoke into her mike and the tape recorder also picked it up. "It is fairly simple, but rather exciting for most persons, and satisfying. I will pick out another husband to join us under the spotlight. He will lick and suck and kiss my cunt until I am almost ready to come. Then I will push his head away, and Earl will ram his pecker into my waiting cunt until I have my ecstasy."
"What happens to the other husbands?"
"Well, they will have to hurry back to their partner, and if he is too excited to watch Earl and me, he can start in fucking her." Joyce looked over the waiting, eager men on the other beds. Then she motioned to Tippy Gans. "Come on over, Tippy. You haven't sucked a married woman's cunt for quite a while, have you?"
"No," he replied, "and I think it would be real fun." He hurried from Bonnie's arms and onto Earl and Joyce's bed. Joyce spread her legs wide, and Earl lay alongside her, where he could massager her prominent breasts. Tippy lowered his head and took a long look at Joyce's extended clitoris and moist cunt lips.
He gingerly sought out her clitoris with his tongue. At the first contact, Joyce gasped and clamped her legs around the youth's head.
"Oh, Tippy," she moaned after a few seconds, "that is so delicious. Trade off between my clit and as far as you can reach into my cunt lips. Then, go all the way up and down my cunt from my asshole to the curls that lead up to my navel section. Then back to my clit and my vulva. Very soon, you will be giving me the real treatment if you do what I say."
Earl placed one hand over Joyce's left breast, and Joyce put one of her hands over his to direct the massage action. With the other hand, she held Tippy's head down to excite the thrilling action in her welcoming cunt. The youth alternately used his tongue and his lips in the exploration of Joyce's burning cunt, the action bringing forth hot froth from every pore to greet his searching lips and tongue. Just as he almost reached her asshole, she gasped again.
"This time, take your head away and start again high up, just where my cunt hairs leave off and my crack begins. Keep your tongue real stiff and as far out as you can. Use it like a cock to run slowly down until you come to my clitoris again. Then, just glide over it and keep on all the way through my vulva and on till you are almost to my asshole again. Earl, put your hand on my other breast. This is excruciating pleasure, men! Oh, oh, I could die of pleasure!" Just as Tippy reached the edge of her hole, she moaned and pulled his head up. "Quit before I have my orgasm!" she demanded. "Hurry back to Bonnie and ram her for all you're worth!"
As Tippy crawled away and hurried back to Earl's wife, Joyce kissed Earl's cock. It was entirely erect and ready for ramrod action of its own.
Bonnie cuddled Tippy in her arms and spoke into her mike. "Stay right here a minute, Tippy. I want to kiss your lips and tongue until I get all the delicious sauce you brought from Joyce's cunt. Oh, how sweet its nectar! No wonder a man wants to suck and lick a woman's crack when it tastes this good!"
It did not take long for Earl to fire his gun, but he had to hurry because Joyce had already been so heated up by the youth's penetrating cunt-sucking and ecstatic kissing. The other fuckers hurried through their screwing, and another rest period set in. Each couple could hear a nearby couple groan and moan in the after-swooning of mate-swapping fucking.
Half an hour later, Joyce spoke into her mike again, also making sure the recorder was on, too.
"Everybody listening?" she queried. There were one or two lazy answers. "My fourth and last activity for the evening needs another man and another wife. Who want to volunteer?"
"I will," answered Al. "And I don't even know what it is."
"I think you will like it, anyway."
"I'll be the other woman," volunteered Bonnie Allen. "The rules don't forbid me from being on the same bed as my husband, do they?"
"No, as long as you don't screw each other," replied Earl. So Al Bacus and Bonnie Allen joined Joyce and Earl in the spotlight bed.
"Hey," Tippy called out, "Bonnie, you promised you would let me watch you piss after the third activity."
"Maybe she isn't ready yet," replied Jennie, getting up and hurrying over to Tippy's bed. "Wouldn't I do just as well? Besides, I am bursting to take a piss anyway. Do you mind? I will do it before the others start and I am without a partner lying with me during the first part of this activity, anyway." She already was lifting the pot up onto the bed.
"Okay by me," Tippy replied.
"Just to make it more interesting," Jennie explained, "since Les Cooks and Ben Deane are the only other husbands, let them come over here and watch." The two scurried. "Now, Tippy, you lie down on the bed."
The young man complied with her idea. Jennie placed the pot on Tippy's chest. "Now, then, you other two men lie down with your heads on either side of Tippy's head. Then you can all three watch."
Jennie faced Tippy's head, and slowly squatted. About five inches from the rim of the shiny pot, she stopped. She looked at the eager expression of the two husbands and the youth before her. With her left hand, she gently placed her two fingers in her long crack and brought them to a stop on either side of her piss-crack.
"Ready fellows?"
They all nodded slightly and the trio as well as the others in the room listened without making a noise of any sort. Then, finally, Jennie's piss began to flow. As it collected more and more in the pot, the noise changed from a high tinkle to a more bass quality. It swirled and scampered in a twisting stream as the trio of men watched while Jennie's delicate fingers bordered the little piss-hole. The sound now became fainter and fainter, and finally stopped altogether. Then, there was nothing except individual drops as Jenny finished emptying her bladder, and smiled at her appreciative audience.
With two fingers, she wiped the opening, and let each of the three men lick her fingers. "WOW!" both husbands and young Tippy exclaimed.
"Wasn't that pretty cute, Tippy?" Joyce called over to him.
"WOW!-you can say that again" he replied. "I hope Ila will let me watch her do that real often."
"Okay, I will, if you say so," the girl answered. "I didn't know you liked it so much."
"What is the rest of the fourth activity, Joyce?" It was Grace.
"Well," she answered, "the extra husband and wife will take turns, about two or three minutes at a time, to lick and kiss my twat. Then, just when I am about to let go, Earl will ram his cock into me and make me come.
"If nobody cares, Al and Bonnie could stay here on our bed and screw each other then the rest of you on the other beds finish your fucking however you are paired off. One other thing. Before Bonnie lies down to be screwed here, I want her to put her finger into my asshole a while after Earl gets his pecker into my burning cunt."
Al and Bonne hurried over to Joyce and Earl's bed. "Who is going to be first?" Bonnie asked, her hand on Al's cock, already beginning to rise to the occasion of bringing excitement to Joyce's wet cunt. "Why don't you be first?" she went on. "Besides, I like to watch a man with an educated tongue while he gives delight to another wife's cunt. And, another thing. While you are taking your contented turn at her cunt, reach up with one hand and thrill Joyce's breast. I will do the same thing to her other breast. You know, Al, a wife likes to have her breasts thrilled by two persons at the same time, and if one is a man and the other a woman, it is even more thrilling. Right Joyce?"
"You're so right, woman. I want fill the thrills I can get, now that this is my fourth and last activity of the night," Joyce answered.
Al spread Joyce Cooks' legs wide apart and gazed at her moist cunt area before bending to perform for her. Les Cooks moved with Ila Jaynes a little to get a better look at the way Al Bacus and Bonnie Allen would be servicing his wife's cunt. Al slowly lowered his head. Two inches away from Joyce's vulva, he began to smell her cunt, already laden with the extra aroma of other men's semen. Then he reached one hand up to Joyce's left breast.
Bonnie followed his example by placing delicate fingers over Joyce's right tit. They both began to squeeze simultaneously. Then Al lowered his head the final two inches to place his lips against Joyce's inflamed vulva. His mouth opened and covered the surface. As Joyce's hips quivered in ecstasy, he slowly opened his lips and pressed his tongue between Joyce's labia. She quivered in ever more ecstasy.
Then, as part of his plan, Al's tongue began an up and down motion throughout the entire length of Joyce's cunt lips. After several trips, he stiffened his tongue and made it into a short pecker as it slowly covered every speck of surface. Up and down it went, then left her labia to reach up to the cunt curls at the base of her pelvis. His stiffened tongue went all the way to the other end of her private parts, stopping short of her asshole, but not before Al could smell the rich aroma of her asshole area.
Joyce moaned in total agony, then grabbed Al's hand and pulled it out of her cunt region. "Oh, Al," she groaned, "you'll have to let up a little or I will let loose of everything. Bonnie, you take a turn now after a few seconds. Al, tell her just what you did. I want it just the same, but with a woman doing it."
"Sure thing, Joyce. Bonnie, when you first put your lips down on Joyce's crack, you give those pouting lips all the thrills you can with your own mouth lips. This should be extra thrilling with you doing it because a woman's lips are more delicate than a man's. Then, move your lips slowly all over the surface of her cunt lips, up and down and then sideways, all over the territory. Don't miss any part of it.
"Then, stiffen your tongue, put it between your lips as far as it will go, and use it like a short cock. Move it slowly up and down over the same territory, then sideways. Finally, go up toward her navel a ways. Then back down all the way, and stop just short of Joyce's butt-hole. You will be able to smell it a little. Then it will be my turn again."
Bonnie knelt over the other wife's crack, and began to follow directions. She also put her hand over Joyce's other breast, and Al switched hands so as to put one over Joyce's other tit. He continued talking.
"You, Joyce, had better have Earl come and lay over you face, holding himself up in the middle so you can lick his pecker. Then he will be exactly ready to ram you when Bonnie and I are sucking and licking your juicy cunt."
"You are so right, man," Joyce moaned, motioning Earl to obey. Earl put his middle over Joyce's face and her eager lips found his waiting prick. Seconds later, she put her hands over the hands of Al and Bonnie's on her tits. She squeezed and guided them in their caressing of her gorgeous tits.
As Bonnie's tongue formed into a short prick, Joyce took her lips away from Earl's cock long enough to gasp, "The rules don't say how many times you two will trade off sucking and licking my cunt. You are so damned thrilling I can't stand any more than once from each of you. Bonnie, go down real slow a while longer until I lick Earl's pecker into a little more readiness. Then, when I put my hand down on your hair, quit and come and lay down beside me.
"Stay right close beside me and fuck the living daylights out of Al while Earl screws my cunt into a limp pulp. You hear me?"
Bonnie resumed her delicious task, slowly using her tongue as a saliva-tipped cock.
On another bed, Ila Jaynes watched in utter fascination. "Les, would you like me to suck and lick you cock a little while before you fuck me?"
"I can't think of anything I would rather have happen to me than to have my pecker thrilled by a young girl's lips," Les replied, unable to take his eyes off the exhilaration his wife was receiving at the tonguing by Bonnie Allen and the caresses his wife was giving Earl Allen's growing pecker.
"Okay, Les, when Earl finishes fucking your wife into orgasm, I will kneel down over your middle and kiss and suck you for a while. I won't let you squirt into my mouth, though. We'll save that for another time. I need another shot of semen in my juicy cunt before we quit for the evening.
Just then, Joyce pulled Bonnie's head away from her cunt area. "Oh," she groaned, "I can't stand it any longer." Bonnie lay down beside her, and Al quickly straddled her.
"Hurry up, Earl," Al gasped, you're supposed to finish fucking Joyce before the other couples actually start their own. We're so close by we can hardly wait." Earl huddled into position, his rampant reamer sliding into Joyce's crack as she made it easy for him.
"Listen, Al, put your cock into my crack and lie still." It was Bonnie talking. "Then we'll watch the facial expressions since we are right beside them. Just as Earl begins to squirt, you start your in-and-out motions and it will not take us long to catch up."
Al knew she spoke the truth. They watched Earl Allen and Joyce Cooks, only inches away from their own faces.
Earl's chest mashed Joyce's mammoth tits as his furious screwing reached its midway point. Joyce moaned in utter pleasure-agony. "You're about to pop, aren't you?" they all heard her gasp. Earl's answer was longer strokes. Then they shortened little by little and everybody knew he was losing his whipped cream in Joyce's grabbing cunt.
This was Al's signal to start on Bonnie's crack. Just as Earl finished his emission, he reached his hand over to his wife's tit and held it over the nipple while Al commenced his own fucking pleasure. It was still there when Al shot his wad.
On another bed, Ila left off kissing and licking Les' cock in time to keep it from going off in her mouth. She quickly lay down in time for his cock to begin ravishing her young twat. The other two couples in the wife-swapping orgy could hold back no longer, and Ben Deane discharged his load into Grace's crack seconds before Tippy let go with all the vigor of his young manhood into his partner-wife's crack. Thus did the first night of the wife-swappers' vacation end with five couples paired off with other spouses and partners, to dream about four more exciting exhibitions of activities featuring another wife the next night.
CHAPTER FIVE
Nobody hurried out of the sack the next morning, you may be sure. It was nearly eleven when the first stirring went on. They were figuring on only two meals per day. It was Grace Bacus' turn to prepare brunch, and Jennie's turn to prepare dinner. Al and Ben were hiking along the lakeshore when they suddenly came on a young couple about to get as intimate as it is possible to get.
They were just around the corner of a huge rock. The young man swore under his breath and glared up at the intruders. "There's not a bit of privacy along this whole fucking lake," he muttered, rolling off his young partner.
"Why, what seems to be the matter?" asked Ben, sensing that he might be of some help. The girl hastened to cover herself with her skimpy clothing which left little to the imagination.
"Well," the young man went on, "we're both attending Northern College, and we came up here to spend two weeks with my friend's uncle and aunt in their cabin. They're very strict and make us sleep in separate rooms, and they are such light sleepers that they would hear us if we tried to get together in the middle of the night. Now, when we get out here in the daytime ... well, you can see for yourselves what has happened."
Al and Ben had to laugh at the young man's predicament. When they were quiet again, Al spoke to Ben. "Listen, I have a little idea. Come over here-and you two, don't go away. I may have just the remedy for your aches and pains." The two men stepped into the forest and Al explained his idea to Ben.
"Why don't we tell them about our arrangement at the cabin? If they are at all interested, we'll go back to the cabin, tell the rest of our people about them, and vote on it. If it's agreed, we'll invited them to spend the rest of the week with us. There's one more bed, you know, and room in the living room. I wouldn't mind getting some of that young screwing myself, what about you?"
"That goes for me, too, Al. I'm all for it. But what will they tell the aunt and uncle. We don't want them to know about us, that is for sure."
"I should say not, Ben. They can tell them that a professor and his wife from the college have invited them to spend the weekend with them."
"Yeah, they could do that. Okay, you do the talking."
"Sure, Ben."
The two returned to the students, and Al explained the situation, on condition that if they did not accept the invitation, they would not say anything about it to anyone else. The two listened with extreme interest, and finally, the young stud asked his girl, "Well, what do you say to that? Oh, by the way, my name is Ned Harney, and my friend here is Sue Icor." "Wow'," she said, "it sounds terrific-if I understand you right, there are several couples and you trade wives every night?"
"Yeah, that's it miss. There are several details which make the night's frolics even more interesting, but I won't tell you about them until it is decided whether you will join us. I guess the best way is for you to walk back with us to the cabin. We'll get as many as we can, explain your situation, and take a vote on inviting you in. You know a better way, Ben?"
"No, that suits me."
Sue started to get up, partially clutching her dress against her. "I guess you men don't mind a little bare tit, do you?" If you don't, it will be easier for me to get his outfit on."
Al and Ben got delightful glimpses of round breasts and little tendrils of rich auburn curls below her navel.
Finally Sue was dressed and the four started for the cabin. About half of the guests were down by the water's edge, and Al told them to go up to the cabin with him while he sketched the situation for them. The rest were inside, some napping, and Jennie was busy preparing dinner, helped by Ila and Les.
Al introduced the visitors and explained their situation. While they were thinking over their problem, Sue commented, looking at Ila, "You didn't tell us you had a couple younger than ourselves."
Ila smiled back at Sue and replied, "You might get a crack at my Tippy and I might get a crack at your Ned. Or maybe, I should say he would get a crack at my crack! Yeah, how about that?" She wiggled her saucy hips and Ned took it all in.
Earl continued the conversation. "Well, what do you say? If nobody objects, I say let them come in and be a part of us. Maybe they will learn something from us and we will learn something from them."
There was no objecting vote, and the pair were taken into the living room and shown the arrangement of the beds, the mikes, and the tape recorder.
"We'd better loan them a car so they can get their things down here as soon as possible. Then we can get a little better acquainted during supper, and be all ready for the evening's festivities," suggested Ben. "They can use my car." He handed them the key, and the new couple left to move into the wife-swappers' nook.
"Wow!" exclaimed Les, as the two were departing, "is she ever a humpy number!"
"Well, Ned has plenty of manhood about him if I am any judge," chimed in Grace Bacus. "Did you see the way his pants bulged over his cock?"
"I couldn't take my eyes off them the whole time," giggled Joyce.
The college couple made it back to the cabin in record time, and were just in time for dinner. Instead of ten persons, it was twelve who sauntered into the living room after dinner was over, and waited for the dish-washing crew to complete its chores. Two of the men brought the extra bedspring and mattress from one of the bedrooms, and set it up alongside one of the others.
While this was going on, Earl gave Sue the list of activities to read. As she went over the list, her eyes popped and her breathing became heavier. "Zowie," she screamed, "I get hot just reading about them-but, how do I get my share?"
"Well, Earl explained, There were about twenty-four activities to start with-with five wives, or actually four wives and Ila, each taking four, which left an extra four. So, I guess the only fair way would be for you to take the remaining four."
"Well, I guess that would be as good as any. Which are the only four left?"
Earl scanned down the list. "Well, there's 4, 9, 15, and 19. How do they look to you?"
"Before I answer, does anyone care if someone sits close and puts his hand inside my halter and quiets my tittie a little?"
"No, we don't mind at this time of night," answered Grace, "anything like that is all right from now on. We kind of do little things like that to each other while we are getting ready for the real bed frolics. I want to be the first wife's breast for Ned to see."
Grace slowly peeled her shoulder strap down over one shoulder and gently eased it over the nipple of one gorgeous tit.
"Ned's eyes popped and he walked over to Grace's place on the bed and sat beside her to get a better look as Grace quietly massaged it while the audience watched.
"Okay, people, let's get started," Earl urged. "It's Ila's turn, and I know we will all want to see what a young woman does when she strips for the entertainment of an appreciative audience. For the pairing off, each husband or man moves around one bed to the left.
"This means that my wife, Bonnie, who is the featured wife for tonight, will be paired off with Ben. Ila will be with Al Bacus, Grace with our college man, Jennie will attend to my pecker, Joyce with our high school humper, and Sue will be getting acquainted with Les' prick and huge balls."
The couples were quickly united, and Sue Icor whispered to Les Cooks, "Wow, you people really do talk about what you're doing, don't you?"
"Oh, yes, Sue, we have everything out in the open. It is more exciting that way. You should hear some of the wives talk about what they are doing and how it feels. They are all true followers of the sport of fucking," Les assured her.
"Oh, Les, it makes me hot just to hear you talk about fucking. This is the first time you've heard me say anything about it. Does it excite you too?"
"Oh, yes, and one of the things we do is whisper among ourselves when a wife is stripping or putting on her performance. You can talk into the mike if you want the others to hear. It is all absolutely uninhibited. Nothing is held back. We just want the ultimate in man-woman relations."
"Now, I know I am going to enjoy this. A live conversation about what is going on. Oh, there goes Ila starting to strip. Let's watch. Put your hand inside the space between my thighs. Let it move slowly, just once in a while."
Les did as he was told, as he leaned back on the bed, and watched Ila as she started to disrobe.
With only a halter and shorts to remove, this would not take long. But Ila knew what she was doing. She whispered to her partner, Al, "You'll have to excuse me a little bit. I can only do my strip by being away from you most of the time. You can pay more attention to my cunt when I get back, to make up for it."
Ila strutted to the bed where Grace and Ned were clutching each other. Kneeling down in front of Grace on the edge of the bed, Ila slid one side of her halter down over her left breast and placed it in front of Grace's mouth. The latter responded by kissing and licking it. Ila covered it again and then slowly slid the other side down over the right breast.
She offered it to Grace also, who repeated the caressing motions. Ila covered it again. Then, holding her halter against herself with one hand, she slid her bikini down over her hips with the other hand. She pressed her cunt hairs against Ned's face, and murmured, "Kiss it quickly and gently, big boy."
Ned complied and ran his tongue inside her young cunt lips and against her warm clitoris. Ila quickly backed away from Ned, pulled her bikini up around her hips and went over to Jennie and Earl's bed. She repeated the thrilling process with that pair, and then headed for Joyce and Tippy's bed.
"Look, Les, she's going to have every woman here suck and lick her tits and every man kiss her cunt," Sue told him. "You don't mind me joining in on the frank conversation, do you?"
"I should say not! I enjoy it, especially with someone new," Les assured her.
But Sue was wrong. Just as Ila bared her left breast, she leaned sideways and popped it into her friend Tippy's waiting mouth. Then the right breast. Joyce smiled at this change in the procedure, anticipating the chance to kiss the young angel's cunt herself. Sure enough, Ila slid her bikini down, and bent her knees enough to allow Joyce to bestow a sweet kiss on the girl's warm cunt lips. She then hurried to Sue and Les' bed, where she gave them the same thrill.
When she returned to her own bed, she threw her halter and bikini away, and presented herself naked to her partner for the night, Al Bacus.
"Now I'm all yours, big stud, for all night. Kiss both my tits and my cunt lips, and then we'll watch the featured wife and her partner show us some real fancy fucking!"
Bonnie Allen also did a seductive strip-tease, but did not make as much of a production as young Ila had done. She was anxious to put on her first activity for the benefit of her watching audience as well as to sample Ben's sexual prowess. Just as her brief panties fell to her ankles and she kissed them, and carelessly flung them against the far wall, Bonnie announced, "Well, people, my first activity is one of the best for me there is. I will French Ben to completion. My husband and any other husband I've ever sucked and licked, will tell you that I really enjoy a thick, hard pecker between my lips and down my throat.
"There is a little different twist about finishing off Ben's cock that I will wait until just the last few seconds to tell you about."
Bonnie reached over for Ben Deane's cock and held it lightly and delicately between her fingers. What little lack of erectness it needed was quickly overcome as Bonnie's questing fingers moved swiftly over its length and down the churning balls below. "I don't know how much Ila and Sue know about kissing men's prick, but perhaps they will pick up a few pointers here in these evenings of swapping together."
Ever so slowly, Bonnie moved her head over to the middle of Ben's body, until her soft, pouting lips hovered over Ben's throbbing cock, waiting for her ministrations. As it swayed back and forth, Bonnie watched, lustfully.
"Oh, what a beautiful flag-waving!" she screeched. "I hope I can make you spurt a big wad of fuck sauce-that wonderful liquid that tastes so right! I can hold all in my mouth that you can deliver, big stallion! Jennie surely is a lucky wife, and so is any other wife who can get you naked in bed and operate on that rampant pecker. Can I taste its goodness now?"
Without waiting for an answer, Bonnie slowly reached over with her lips and touched Ben's cock just as it was waving past her nose. Then she eased her carmine lips over the very tip of it, while Ben squirmed with the first contact. At this lustful sight, the other couples clung closer to each other, fingers delved into moist and soppy cunts or agitated erect clits. Most of the wives clasped their own breasts tightly in their own hands.
"Careful, woman, the way you're going at it, I won't last any time at all," Ben gasped into the mike and the tape recorder. Bonnie smiled, and turned her head a little so her watchers could see how her lips just barely settled over the reddened knob of Ben's gigantic prick.
"She's got her tongue wandering all over the surface of my pecker," Ben moaned so everyone could hear. Seconds later, Bonnie slowly removed her lips from Ben's cock and let her watchers look.
The prick was even redder than before if that were possible, and turgid to the bursting point. As it was still waving back and forth, Bonnie moved her mouth to Ben's balls and began a complete tongue bath.
When it became apparent that his balls and pecker were about to merge into one instrument, Bonnie let up again. Then, slowly up and down on his hard cock, she began a tantalizing journey, alternately kissing along the surface and alternately using her tongue as a laving member.
"Oh, quit, woman, or I'll lose my whole load of come and my nuts along with it," Ben gasped. Bonnie just smiled.
"Okay, you dear stud, I'll let you and the rest of the group know just how the rest of the Frenching operation will be done. Lie on your side. The rest of you can stand or kneel at the foot of the bed so you can see better if you want. Ben isn't kidding when he says he is just about to fire. His cock is real moist around the tip, and I can bring him along whenever I want.
"Now for the rest of the fun. I will lie down beside his cock, with my mouth about three inches from the tip of his rammer. He has to spurt his manhood across this three inches into my waiting mouth. I'll put my hand between us just below my mouth, and any that misses my mouth, I'll catch in my hand, okay everybody?"
Without waiting for an answer from her newly-assembled group at the foot of the bed, Bonnie began kissing and sucking Ben's cock. After a few seconds, she withdrew her mouth and quickly put her head down on the mattress. Immediately, Ben's creamy river of creamy come began pumping across the short valley, to the delight of the on-lookers.
Five spurts found their mark before any fell on Bonnie's hand, and Ben began the agonies of the last of his airy copulation. Bonnie rolled the hot, sticky come around in her mouth, revelling in its heat. She held her hand against Ben's cock to ease the rest of his fuck sauce into her palm. Then she held it until he was through.
She kissed his pecker lightly. Then she held out her hand with its precious cargo toward her audience, smiled at them, and asked, "Who else wants at least a little of a married man's discharge? Sue, here is your chance to taste at least a little of a married man's discharge."
Sue crawled onto Bonnie and Ben's bed, and licked up the moistness from Bonnie's outstretched hand. While Ben began his rest, Bonnie asked, "Did everyone like that?" Nothing but satisfied moans of pleasure answered her, and the other couples hurried back to their beds to complete their own first fucks of the night, while Ben and Bonnie watched each of the five couples a little at a time.
Ben had his hands over Bonnie's breasts and Bonnie had her hand lightly over his cock, as if protecting it from a freeze or other attacker. When the five couples finished their fucking; Bonnie was preparing for her second activity of the evening.
"My second activity is fairly simple, but one you don't often see. That is, entirely out in the open for a man to see, where the woman or wife is entirely uninhibited. Also unhurried.
"I have to masturbate, and finally, Ben will fuck me as a climax. One reason I like this activity is because I am not in a hurry, and I can regulate how much I do and how fast I go. In so doing, I can watch the excited looks on the faces of my viewers because that is pleasure for me the same as the action on myself."
"Each couple stay where you are," Bonnie went on, "and I will turn every little bit so somebody else can see a little bit better. Part of the time, you will be able to see my asshole, too. Most people like that, especially men. Oh, I almost forgot, I will pay a little attention to Ben's cock as I go along. Then, when it is time to fuck me, we will fix it so he will squirt as soon as he can after he puts his prick into my cunt."
Bonnie lay down on the bed in the spotlight, with Ben beside her. She slowly spread her knees until they were far apart. Running her right hand slowly over each breast, she went on down to her middle and found the beginning curls just below her navel.
On down she went, just feeling the beginning of her cunt area, and finally located her clitoris. It hardened and arose under the gentle tip of her forefinger. Then, farther down into her cunt cavern her first two fingers went, and eased themselves into her vulva. The nearest watchers could see the foam forming more and more along her cunt walls.
Ben himself leaned over and took a good look at his partner for the night, gazing excitedly into her completely opened cunt. Bonnie smilingly looked back at him, then shifted her soft hips slightly so others of their audience could get a better look. Her fingers roamed lightly into the foam-covered pinkness, and then slowly slipped out again.
She gripped her clitoris between her thumb and forefinger, then turned them around so as to finger it sideways as she would the tip of a man's pecker. Her clitoris turned ever redder, as the blood from her veins began to concentrate in her exotic cuntal area, looking at each of her viewers, husbands and wives alike.
She reached again between her cunt lips and gradually increased the in-and-out motions of two delicate and understanding fingers. Her hips now began to gyrate and then to make up-and-down motions of fucking with a man.
"Watch, Ben, real close, so you can be thinking just how my crack looks when you have your ramrod ravishing the slippery lips down there," Bonnie urged.
Ben complied, and Bonnie shifted once more so the last of her avid audience could see the action in her entire cunt region better. They knew she was getting close to her self massaged climax, and no one was surprised when she motioned Ben to climb on top of her, but with both hands she held him away from her middle.
Then, taking his cock in her hand, she let him lower himself a little ways. Using his pecker just as she had her own delicate fingers, she rubbed it up and down on the inside of her palpitating cunt until Ben's cock was thoroughly erect and her own system was ready. When Bonnie finally removed her hand, and clasped Ben tightly around his hips, Ben started his ramrod actions.
"Oh! Ben!" Bonnie moaned, "Fuck me so your wife can see that you know how to ram another woman, and so my husband will know that I will be thoroughly satisfied. That's it! More, Ben! Fuck me with that stud rock of yours! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! Fuck me until I go out of my skull with delight, until your come pours like rain all over my innards. That's it! OH! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Bonnie groaned into the mike as Ben's cock gasped its pleasure into her burning crack.
On another bed, Jennie whispered to her partner, Earl Allen, "If you are not in too much of a hurry, let's watch one of the couples in the audience a little before you actually fuck me to completion."
"Okay, who do you have in mind?"
"Wouldn't it be fun to watch a college girl and a married man?"
"I'm with you! We can play with each other a little while we each watch and then we will be all ready when they are through. Put one finger as far as you can alongside my pecker with the first joint on my balls. Then move it just about a half-inch up and down just once in a while. That will keep me real erect."
"Sure thing, Earl, and, for my part, I want you to put one finger as far as you can into my crack, and get it real moist. Then put that finger into my asshole and another finger into my cunt while we try to lie still and watch Sue and Les. I'll play real careful with your pecker all the time."
The two gave their attention to Sue and Joyce Cooks' husband as they began their second fuck of the evening. Sue was lying on top of Les and spread her legs so far apart that Jennie and Earl could clearly see her butt-hole as it winked at them in time to the beat of her cunt as it nipped at Les' pecker.
"WOW!" exclaimed Earl, after a few minutes, does that make me excited! How is your cunt? It slips easily all around my finger, as if it were wishing it were a cock."
"It is, Earl, maybe you'd better take your finger out of my asshole and my cunt and put your cock in so you can go as soon as Sue and Les mix their sex creams. Smell your fingers a little when you take them out, and let me get a little whiff, too. I think my cunt smells nice, too, you know, same as the other husbands do." Earl followed her suggestions, and by the time they were in position, Les was firing his manhood upward into the college girl's gripping cunt. Earl followed his example and there was no lost time between the end of one couple's fuck and the beginning of the others'.
After a half hour's rest, Bonnie Allen stirred, began to think about her third activity of the evening, and ran her hand lightly over Ben's naked body. "It's time for something new in wife-swapping frolics, Ben," she whispered. "I think you and our audience will like this." Then, into the mike, "Everybody awake! It's time for my third activity. It is the seventeenth on the list."
"Well, don't keep us in suspense any longer," Ned Harney hollered, "what kind of fucking can we expect in the next few minutes anyway?"
"Now, listen, you young college stud, don't get anxious, or I will suspend the rules and come over there and suck your prick till all the semen spurts out for the rest of the week and you will do no more fucking with these passionate wives!"
"Okay, I was just letting you know I am interested in this exciting adventure."
Bonnie continued, "Just cool a little, and I'll tell you. For this activity, I will get on my tummy and raise my butt up where Ben can reach it. He will give me the Greek treatment, and I hope he knows how to be gentle then it will be fun for both of us."
"I will be Bonnie," Ben assured her, running his hand lightly over her gorgeously rounded buttocks, and just missing her asshole.
"Now, there is more to it than that. One of the wives is supposed to volunteer to get in some more exhilarating varieties. Jennie, how about you?" Jennie hurried over to the featured bed and took her place in the spotlight.
"Hokey smoky!" exclaimed Bonnie, "what gorgeous tits!" She ran her hands alternately over Jennie's turgid nipples. "I can understand why a man would want to spend a lot of time cultivating these jutting jiggles! Now, when Ben and I are in position, you are to crawl under us with your cunt near my alertly watching eyes and lips. Then your head will be up near my own cunt and Ben's ramrodding prick.
"You get to suck and lick all over his balls, as much of his cock as you can find, whatever little bit of my steaming asshole as you can reach, and into the heated recesses of my cunt, too. Sound interesting?"
"Oh, I can hardly wait," answered Jennie, spreading her legs and fingering her own cunt so everybody could see.
"Let's go, Ben," laughed Bonnie, turning over on her tummy. She raised her hips, spread her legs, and waited for Ben to bring his cock to her. But Ben spoke up first.
"Listen, Jennie, it would help if you take my prick into your mouth a little to anoint it with warm saliva to make my entrance easier. Then, run your tongue over Bonnie's asshole to moisten it, too. Then we can go at it."
Jennie took Ben's cock between two delicate fingers. "I want my husband to have an exotic fuck in Bonnie's rear, so I will give it a real nice tongue-job to make it nice for both of you." Jennie bent over and gently took her husband's prick between her red lips, gently lubricating it and adding even more erection to his blood-gorged member. She carefully let go, and attended to Bonnie's asshole region with her tongue and lips. Satisfied at last, she lay down directly under Bonnie's crack, and Ben edged into position above his wife. Slowly, his pecker found Bonnie's rear entrance. Jennie reached up and helped guide her husband's cock into Bonnie's ass.
CHAPTER SIX
Slowly at first, and then with a jamming action, Ben forced it almost all the way in. Bonnie winced and nearly fell down on the bed. Then she recovered, and, little by little, pressed her hips back against Ben's middle. This was the signal for Jennie to go into action.
With a big pillow under her head, she reached up and finally found her husband's balls with her lips. She kissed them each time Ben withdrew his cock from Bonnie's asshole.
After several strokes, she changed and used her tongue to massage them as they came back into position. "Bonnie, can I put one or two fingers into your cunt, too?" Jennie asked, between kisses on her hubby's sliding pecker.
"Oh, that would be thrilling," Bonnie answered, "I have been looking at your own cunt too long. So, now, I will reach down and kiss that sweet clitoris. And I will put my tongue as far as I can between the lips of your vulva, too. I know you will like that, I bet!"
Bonnie lowered her head to Jennie's cunt, and her hair nearly covered her action so that many of her audience of wife-swappers could not quite see the actual operation. But the soft motions of her head told them that Jennie's cunt was getting the full woman-treatment. Kissing her husband's nuts each time they passed her face, Jennie slipped her two forefingers into Bonnie's cunt and proceeded to keep her promise to bring her exotic treatment.
Back and forth went Ben's cock and Jennie knew it would not be long until he could fire his cannon. She lowered her head to the pillow and called out to their excited audience, "Two more strokes and my husband will have to squirt into Bonnie's asshole! Watch!"
Sure enough, on the second stroke, Ben let go with everything he had. Jennie's fingers brought Bonnie's cunt to orgasm, and Bonnie's lips and tongue on Jennie's cunt caused so much excitement that Jennie's legs clamped Bonnie's head together between them until she blasted her own orgasm. Seconds later, Ben's pecker slipped slowly out of Bonnie's asshole, and he rolled over on his back.
Jennie leaped over to him. In full view of their audience of mixed wives and husbands, she gently took Ben's cock in her mouth, licking and sucking the remains of his semen and whiffing the rich aroma from Bonnie's asshole.
"Oh, Ned," Grace Bacus moaned from another bed, "you have no idea how I envy Jennie. "There is nothing quite equal to sucking and licking a man's prick after he has exploded into a woman's butt-hole like Ben did to Bonnie-absolutely nothing!"
All the audience was excited from watching Bonnie's third activity that their individual fucks came quickly. Both Bonnie and Jennie put their arms around Ben while the three watched the five fucks going on around them.
Since Jennie had left her swapped husband to help out in the featured screwing in the spotlight, Earl Allen visited Les Cooks' and Sue Icor's bed, where Sue was only too glad to suck his cock until Earl squirted into her mouth just as Les unloaded his wad into the college girl's welcoming cunt.
The entire group rested or completely slept for nearly an hour when Bonnie's voice came over the mike: "Time for my fourth and last activity of the evening. Ready everybody?"
There was a raising of heads on the beds around her, and Jennie went back to rejoin Earl Allen while he was still with Les Cooks and Sue Icor.
"Let's all stay here and have a little multiple fuck for the last of the night, what do you say?" she asked.
"You mean the four of us will all be mixed up?" Sue asked.
"Yes, that's what she means," Earl replied for her.
"Oh, I've never done that, but it sounds exciting. Let's do it!" she exclaimed.
She watched Jennie get ready, and followed her example. Jennie put one hand over Earl's pecker and the other on Les' balls. Sue, in turn, put one hand on Les' prick and the other in a little space left of his balls. Jennie had her hand on his balls near the base of his cock, while Sue found a place just below, to keep thing warm while they watched Bonnie's last activity of the night.
"Here's the way my last activity goes," Bonnie announced into the mike. "I will need another couple to help. Grace, bring that young college stud up here and get in on the featured fucking for tonight," she said as she curled her finger at them. Grace Bacus and Ned Harney hurried over to take their place in the spotlight.
Bonnie greeted Ned by reaching over and kissing his limp pecker, then licking the underside of it, and finally, spreading her lips far apart to partially take one nut inside, with the result that Ned nearly reached his total erection. Letting loose, Bonnie laughed, and turned to her partner for the evening.
"You gonna get jealous when you see me kissing and licking another man's prick?" she teased him, placing her flat hand over as much of Ben's limp cock as she could. He shook his headland grinned back at her.
"Ned, I want you and Grace to alternate kissing and sucking my cunt. When you see I am about to explode, let up, and the other will take charge after a minute or so. Whoever is not tending to my hot crack, I want to be up here fondling my tits. I want Ben to manipulate the other tit.
"Then, whenever Ned and Grace are changing places with each other, Ben will change over to the other breast, so that I get the maximum of everything. As we go along, I will tend to Ben's lonesome prick. The rest of it, well, just watch and see how it proceeds."
Bonnie motioned to Ned and he crawled beside her. "You be first, see, with your rear up here by my head. You will really get to know what it is like to kiss and suck a married woman's cunt before we are through with you this week, I'll bet."
Ned quickly kissed one of Bonnie's breasts and then positioned himself over Bonnie's private parts, now so public just for his benefit. Ben lay alongside Bonnie on her left. Reaching just forward on Ned's legs, he found Bonnie's left breast and concentrated on the underside of her gorgeous mammary.
Grace occupied a like position on Bonnie's other side, and reached her hand over, concentrating on her friend's rich, brown nipple. Ned slowly lowered his mouth to Earl Allen's wife's palpitating cuntal area, and started in to give her pleasure.
"For the benefit of you who can't see the action up here," Bonnie announced into the mike, "I will try to make Ned fire it all. When you see me reach up to him with my lips or tongue, I will just barely touch something. He will get plenty hard while he excites my cunt, so I will just be putting a little frosting on the cake up here."
"Would that be whipped cream frosting?" someone asked from another mike."
"you better believe it!" Bonnie answered She reached her mouth up a few inches and just touched the tip of Ned's cock for a few seconds. Ned jerked and would have clamped his legs together except for the fact that his knees were straddling Bonnie's shoulders. Ben and Grace were so close that they could see this action, and smiled at each other.
A few seconds later, Bonnie found Ned's nuts. Opening her lips wide, she gently eased her tongue forward in her mouth until is slid back and forth on his churning nuts. Bonnie suddenly let up, and gave herself over to enjoying Ned's lips and tongue on her heated cunt.
"Listen, Grace, some of the time you can reach under Ned's tummy and find his cock and balls, but be sure to be real gentle so as not to make him fire."
Grace eased her other hand under Ned's middle and complied with Bonnie's suggestion. Bonnie looked at Ben and saw that his cock was now nearly erect.
"Watching Ned suck and kiss my cunt while you roll my breast around is making your cock good and hot, Ben," she said, reaching one hand over to it to emphasize her remarks, idly cupping it in her palm Then Ned's action on her cunt caused her to gasp, "Oh, Ned, you'll have to quit or I will come."
Ned obeyed, and, while Ben and Grace took their hands away from Bonnie's tits, Grace started to take her place at Bonnie's crack. "Which way do you want me?" she asked.
"Oh, with sweet, wide hips up here, you darling cunt-capper," Bonnie replied. "That way, the men can watch your cunt while they tend to my tits."
"That would be real nice, all right," Grace eased one leg over Bonnie's head, squatted a little over Bonnie, and bent her own head to the exhilarating thrill of tonguing and licking Bonnie's cunt, hoping that Earl could see all the action on his wife.
Motioning Ned and Ben to her, Bonnie put an arm around each, pulling their heads to her shoulders where they could look up at Grace's widely-spread crack surrounded by luxurious, curling cunt hairs in glorious red exuberance, "you don't often see real red curls on a woman's cunt, but Grace sure has 'em, doesn't she, fellows?" Bonnie asked. Ned and Ben could only nod is lustful assent as they took in the exposed cunt lips before them, spread for their own nocturnal enjoyment.
"This is the very first redhead's cunt I have actually seen," Ned concurred. "My pecker will stay hard just watching it." Grace smiled to herself as she moved her tongue like a hard, short pecker up and down on Bonnie's cunt area. The men put their hands over Bonnie's tits and she gave herself up to the trio of pleasure-givers at their command.
"With your other hand, you men could play with different parts of Grace's cunt as long, as she is tending to my twat," Bonnie told them. They were only too willing to help out. "Sometimes a woman likes to have two men admiring her cunt at the same time, especially if they are gentle. Now I have two men's hands on my tits and Grace has two men's fingers on her cunt."
In just a few minutes, Grace could feel Bonnie's cunt approaching a climax, so she let up. "Just in time, Grace, I was just about to come," Bonnie moaned.
Ned and Grace changed positions over Bonnie again. This time, Bonnie put her hands over Ben and Grace's hands and directed their titillations on her tits. Ned increased his motions of his tongue and lips on Bonnie's cunt, and, when her legs clamped around his hand until he could not get loose, kept up a continuous motion until Bonnie finally moaned and groaned out a glorious spasm of delightful orgasm.
Grace motioned Ned to lie down beside Bonnie, where she quickly straddled him and rammed his pecker up into her super-heated crack. Ben climbed over Bonnie and quickly penetrated her raging crack. In just seconds, both men inundated their partners, and the four other mate-swapping couples succeeded in finishing their final fucking operations for the second night of the frolicking vacation.
All of the couples lay there, exhausted, hardly moving at all. Little drops of come still spurted every now and then from one of the men's cocks and a woman could be heard sighing every once in a while.
So ended another marathon fucking session in the cabin and everyone collapsed in a pool of fresh come.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The five couples who started their erotic vacation together and who were now six couples with the addition of the college kids, slept the sleep of the sexually satisfied. Bonnie was the first to awake just before noon, and she started for the bathroom. Just as she arose from the edge of her bed, her partner of the night before, Ben Deane, stirred and remembered a little detail.
"Hey, Bonnie, you're forgetting something."
"What's that?" she asked, pausing.
"You're supposed to piss in your little pot."
"Oh, yeah, that's right."
She located it at the head of the bed, on the floor. Their conversation roused most of the other couples and they all raised sleepy heads to watch. Bonnie got back on the bed where Ben could watch, along with the rest of the swapped couples.
Then, each of the other women in turn followed suit, so that each one had the satisfaction of letting all the other members of the group watch while she took her first piss of the day.
"Hey," Jennie quipped, as she placed her little pot between her legs so she could piss her share, "this extends our swapping a little more into the next day. That's kind of cute, after all. And it starts you remembering some of the exciting things we did last night."
After leisurely dressing and a hearty brunch, the group went their various ways to spend the daylight hours, many soaking up the sun, while others swam in the lake and a few went on a short hike. When super was over, the twelve swappers gathered in the living room for the erotic group sexual activities of the third night of fun.
It was Jennie's turn to be the featured wife, and she delighted in learning that she had drawn Tippy Gans' name from the dish. Before the young man could join Jennie on the spotlighted bed, Ila hurried over to him. She put her arms around his hips, slid her hands inside his jeans so she could feel his buttocks against her.
Then, wiggling her own hips back and forth against him, she looked up at him and remarked, "Tippy, do the best you can with a married woman. Get all the experience you can, and I will be watching to pick up pointers myself."
She gave him a long, clinging, tongue-kiss, and then broke away from him, motioning him to join Jennie.
Their spotlight was already on, and Jennie was doing a seductive stripping away of her few clothes. Tippy followed her example, and the other couples found places on the surrounding beds. Sue Icor was paired with Earl Allen, Joyce Cooks with the college student, Ned Harney, Grace Bacus with Joyce Cooks' husband, Les, the high school girl, Ila Jaynes with Ben Deane, and Bonnie Allen occupied a bed with Al Bacus.
After Jennie tested the mike for volume, she announced, "My first activity is one of my favorites. I like to do it at our regular wife-swapping sessions on Friday nights because I just love the taste of a man's pecker in my mouth, and to try out as many things as I can with it. Since Tippy's cock is long and slender, when I am ready for him to squirt into my mouth, I will put just the end of it in my mouth. I will suck and lick his nuts before this happens, and I will save the end of his cock until the very last.
"Then, when you see me start to place my lips over the end, I want Sue and Joyce to join me on our bed. Lie down beside me, and I will show you what your part is without having to tell you anything."
Jennie motioned the young man on her bed to lie down on his back. His pecker was already hard from hearing about Jennie's plans for it. So Ben Deane's wife lowered her head slowly to Tippy's hip region. Raising his knees high and spreading his legs, she lay sideways until her lips found his taut nuts. She kissed and laved them, switching her attention from one to the other. The audience of swappers watched in fascinated attention, playing leisurely with their partner's sexual apparatus as events moved along.
Tippy's cock was now throbbing steadily back and forth, like a lost power-pole bending before a wind storm. Jennie now licked up just a short distance on his prick, but staying away from the tip. Back to his balls she went, fondling one with her soft fingers while she kissed and licked the other. Then she traded off.
With her other hands, she reached between her own legs, spreading them as wide as she could. Slowly, she teased and tantalized her own cunt lips while her enraptured audience watched. By twisting her body all she could, she was barely able to lie flat on the bed while keeping her lips at right angles as they laved Tippy's balls and pecker.
Al Bacus switched on his mike and spoke into it, keeping a tight hold on Bonnie Allen's right breast. "Damn you, Jennie! That's one of the cutest sights I've ever seen. Keep it up as long as you can. Masturbating yourself, I mean. That is real cute.
"Men don't get to see near enough of it. If wives knew how much fun it is to watch, they would do it much more often for their husbands, or husbands they swapped with. Because of the physical differences between men and women, the latter can reach orgasm more often. What better way than to come right out with it and masturbate in public? It excites everybody around."
This was apparent to all members, because all the peckers were now at attention. The remaining women's cunts were just a little more slippery than before.
Up and down the entire length of the pink valley forming Jennie's cunt area, her delicate fingers performed their labor of erotic self-love.
Her other fingers wandered slowly and gently up and down Tippy's cock while her lips stayed on his tightly-stretched balls which were orbiting round and round in their straining sacs.
Finally, Jennie's fingers left her own cunt and joined her other hand on Tippy's proud erection. Then, motioning to the other beds, she waited for Sue and Joyce to join her. She again looked over at Sue and Joyce and waved for them to join her. Then she lowered her mouth to Tippy's rounded and pulsing cock. She eased her lips over the tip. Sucking it just barely past the purplish-red knob, she started sucking.
Tighter and tighter, she pressed her lips around the long, rigid cock. Almost before she was ready, Tippy started to collapse and squirt his load of fuck sauce into Jennie's mouth. She sucked every drop, holding the cock in her mouth. When she had taken all his offering, she eased her lips off his pecker, and closed her mouth tightly.
She swung over to Joyce, placed her mouth over Joyce's breast, and spread Tippy's manhood cream all over it. Then, motioning to Sue Icor, the young college woman reached her head over, and licked up the entire amount of come into her mouth. Before she could swallow, Joyce spoke to her.
"Lean over and kiss me, so I can have a little of it myself," Sue obliged, and Joyce tasted some of Tippy's semen in Sue's open kiss. Then, she ran her fingers over her breast to gather up a little more, kissing and licking her own fingers. Sue and Joyce then kissed and licked Tippy's satisfied prick before going to join their partners for the third fucking evening of their vacation.
The other five couples quickly managed their own fucking arrangements and the whole assemblage rested while wondering what Jennie's second activity would be. She soon spoke.
"This next one takes only a little while. One reason I like it is because I get to suck and lick and kiss a man's poking weapon some more. After I get Tippy's cock into a suitable erection with my lips and tongue, he will sit on my tummy, facing me while I lie down. Then, since I have such big tits, I will squeeze Tippy's prick between them until he squirts into my mouth. Come on, Tippy, let's have a taste of that mighty pole of yours."
Tippy lay down on the spotlighted bed and Jennie leaned over him. She turned sideways so her audience could get a good view. "You can suck and kiss my cunt a little, while I do this," she told the young cocksman, straddling his face. Jennie and Tippy started in on each other's private parts, now made public to each other and to their avid watchers.
Jennie's buttocks quivered and shook under Tippy's kissing and licking tongue and lips. As son as his erection was apparent, Jennie moved and took her place on her back. Her young partner straddled her womanly form and Jennie pulled Tippy's prick down between her gorgeous tits. She squeezed it between them hard enough to keep it down and aimed it at her mouth.
"Tippy, reach around with one hand and masturbate me as best you can while I attend to your cock with my squeezing tits." Tippy complied and gently ran two fingers up and down Jennie's entire cunt area.
"Now move back and forth a little with your hips to give motion to your pecker between my tits," she went on. Jennie's prediction about not taking long was coming true. Tippy showed more and more excitement and the approach of his climax seemed nearer with each stroke.
Joyce whispered to her partner, Ned Harney, "You know, Ned, we humans are learning more and more about the sensitiveness of a woman's tits all the time. One of the most exciting activities a woman can have is to take a long time tantalizing another woman's breasts with her own. They seem to recognize tenderness and feeling in the other's. Les likes to watch me with another woman doing this while he masturbates me. Then, just as I am on the point of exploding, I get on my back and let him ram his pecker into my cunt and fill it full."
"That is something I would like to see," Ned answered.
"Maybe we can go over to another bed and fix it with another couple, either tonight or some other night," she replied, kissing his waving pecker and watching Jennie's tits as they were rapidly bringing Tippy's discharge along. In just few seconds, Jennie raised her head from the pillow, contemplated Tippy's young cock in all his throbbing motions, then leaned forward and took it in her mouth, still squeezing it between her tits with both hands.
Their watchers saw Tippy raise up little by little as he began discharging in Ben Deane's wife's clinging lips and mouth. After several spurts, he grew limp and rolled helplessly over on the bed beside Jennie. The latter smiled, gently rolling her breasts in her hands, and tasting Tippy's come before swallowing it.
The erotic scene before the other five couples made them increase their wild fucking. They all came quickly, in a sea of come, and then dozed for several minutes.
Finally, Jennie spoke: "Well, Tippy, I guess we put on an exciting enough performance to bring them all to orgasm and spurting exercises to completely satisfy everybody. Now, just wait a few minutes for my third activity."
"Everybody awake!" she called out. Little by little, everybody responded. "My third activity requires each man to visit me while I am lying on the bed in the spotlight. It is sort of an exercise to see how long it will take me to reach orgasm by myself. So, somebody look at his watch and let me know how long it takes when it is all over.
"Each husband and Ned, will take turns coming over here. I will masturbate myself, using the fingers of one hand on one side of my cunt. Each husband, when he visits me, will masturbate me with his fingers on the other surface of my twat, gently so I will not come. He will watch my crack and other surface of my cunt, and will take a look at my facial expression.
"Then, when he sees I am about to explode, he will quit and go back to his own partner. After each of you visits me, Tippy will take his turn and finish masturbating me till I pop. You see, my first two activities were a little unusual since I did not have a spasm either time. So I have to make up for that now. Everybody understand?"
All the men nodded in agreement. Jennie motioned to Earl Allen, who left the college girl's bed and joined Jennie as she lay with her moist cunt entirely exposed to everyone in the bright spotlight. Soon, two sets of fingers began their joyous attack on her slit. One set was soft with the muscles and feel of a woman; the other strong and vigorous male excitation. The action of both brought a steady flow of slippery slime to the entire inner surface of Jennie's heated crack.
Earl stole a look at Jennie's face. It was rapidly becoming more than Jennie could bear, and her mouth now hung open, her breath coming harder and harder.
"You're near banging. I'd better go now," he whispered.
"You're so right, Earl, it is all I can do to keep from popping. Hurry and get away or I will explode," Jennie moaned. "Who's next," she cried, letting up a little with her own fingers.
"I am," answered Ned Harney, leaving Joyce's bed and hurrying to his new task.
"You take the other side of my twat," she ordered, changing her own hands so he could comply with her wish. The two started in, and Ben checked his watch to see how long it had taken his wife with Earl. Seven minutes was all she could hold off.
Ned and Jennie started in. Al Bacus switched on his mike and started talking to Jennie. "Wouldn't you like to have Ned straddle your face and let you lick and suck his prick while fingers tend to your oozing crack, Jennie?" he said as Jennie moaned in anticipated ecstasy of what might happen.
Al went on: "It would bring you right along if he were to put one finger into your asshole and give it a long, gentle probing as he went along, too. Seconds later, she heard him say, "If another woman came along and kissed your tits all over, especially on the sensitive underside, you would swoon, wouldn't you?"
"Shut up, Al! You know I can't stand being talked to about things pertaining to sexual exercises. Damn you! Now I have to tell Ned to leave or I will explode. It was so exciting with him, too. Who is next?" Les sped from Grace Bacus and her naked charms to join Jennie and her super-hot crack.
She again changed hands and the two of them started in on her cunt. Ben checked his watch. Only six minutes. "She is taking less time with each man," he told his partner, Ila, who had taken a tip from Jennie's exciting second activity and was gently smothering Ben's cock between her youthful tits.
Les took up Al's teasing tactics and straddled Jennie's face. But he kept himself as erect as possible so that she could not reach his cock with her lips or tongue. While the two of them massaged the slime-laden surface of her inner twat into more excitement, Les looked between his legs and noticed Jennie's facial changes.
She was becoming anxious and it showed up more and more in her flushed face. He could tell that she could hardly keep her legs spread, so he suddenly quit and hurried back to his warm sport Grace Bacus awaiting him. Ben's watch showed only five minutes!
"Don't let me get cold, please! Who is next?" Jennie gasped.
"It is my turn," Ben answered, "but I am the one who is keeping time, so the next husband had better go. Anyway, I can fuck or masturbate you any night at home, Jennie."
Everyone agreed, and Al Bacus joined Jennie. Soon after starting in again, he reached his other hand up to the tit, alternating with the other breast all the time. Jennie took her free hand and placed it over Al's gently adding pressure on her breast and alternately guiding it and helping to squeeze.
All this extra action again brought her close to orgasm, and when Al detected this, he quickly left her and hurried back to Bonnie Allen. Five minutes with Al, Ben noted.
Jennie's partner for the night, Tippy, now leaned over her. "Do you want to make it last ten minutes?" he asked. Before she could answer, he placed his fingers in her cunt and began his joyous sliding back and forth on this married woman's come-covered cunt.
"You've had so much excitement with several men tantalizing your slit so close to orgasm, you couldn't make it last two minutes," he teased. Jennie moaned in excited ecstasy, unable to answer. If I were to slide my finger back and forth in your asshole, you would explode all over the bed, and I would be lucky to keep my fingers in your cunt.
"Your legs would clutch at my fingers until I could hardly get them out. And, if I or another man or woman were to start massaging your gorgeous tits, your whole system would blow up and nobody would get a pecker inside your twat even if he wanted to."
"Oh, no! Don't talk anymore, Tippy. I can't stand it anymore. All the husbands and talk has made so much slime in my crack, it is leaking down onto the bed.
I can't wait any longer....
I can't ... oh, oh ... what a glorious fuck that is, Tippy! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! Oh, how can I have such a hot cunt ... hot cunt ... you hear me! I'm in heaven with my hot, sweaty cunt!
It was so true! Jennie hit spasm after spasm and Tippy's hand was ground between her gripping thighs as she swished around on the bed. Then, finally, Jennie was quiet.
Her husband, Ben, looked at his watch. Seven minutes to climax! A total of 30 minutes of tantalizing, teasing masturbation by herself and the three husbands and two younger men.
Complete, satisfying, and delirious fucking! And Jennie was just conscious enough to watch the other five couples get on with their own screwing while she began to think about her fourth activity.
Every couple's third screwing exercise was so vigorous that it was more than an hour before everyone was rested.
"Everyone awake!" Jennie called out, and the mate-swapping partners roused up little by little and looked over at her and Tippy. "My fourth and last activity for tonight requires two men. Since I already have Tippy, I will ask Les Cooks to be my second partner.
"Grace, while he is helping me, why don't you go and join Joyce and Ned. Then our young college man will have a change to see what two hot wives can do to him. He can keep two cunts warm and four breasts agitated, I am sure-if he keeps busy, that is!" she teased.
Les hurried to Jennie and Tippy's bed. Jennie took his cock in her hand, twirling it like a baton, in every conceivable motion while she made the rest of her announcement.
"Both men have to screw me at the same time, and if any of you have ever seen a woman being satisfied by two men at once, you soon will do so," she told her eager listeners. "Tippy, since your cock is long and slender, you can ram my asshole. Les, you lie down on the edge of the bed with your pecker pointing skyward." Ned obeyed. "Joyce, come over here just a minute so we can get started."
Joyce moved to the spotlighted bed, squeezing and massaging her marvelous tits as she tiptoed along.
"As soon as I lie down over your husband, kiss and lick the tip of Tippy's pecker so it will be nice and moist to penetrate my rear. Then kiss and tongue all around my butt-hole so it will also be lubricated."
Jennie eased her body over Les, with her knees on the floor. While Tippy stood up in anticipation of screwing a married woman's back-hole Joyce bent her head and carefully laved the end of his prick with saliva as she tenderly kissed open-mouthed all over the end and back a bit.
Then, she quickly turned to Jennie's widely-spread buttocks and carefully kissed with open mouth all over the entrance of her tight asshole. Grabbing Tippy around his hips, she pushed him into position. When his prick just touched the entrance to Jennie's crap-hole, she tenderly touched her husband's pecker as it was preparing to give Jennie her upside-down screwing. She stroked it up and down a few times, then eased her fingers into Jennie's cunt and massaged it a few times.
"Jennie's cunt is going to be just all right for you, Les," his wife assured him. "Since she has to hold still as much as possible so Tippy's cock can do its ramming job in her butt-hole, you lie as still as possible and just let your pecker grow inside Jennie's cunt. When you finally have to spout your load, be careful not to drown her with come!"
"Let me stroke your balls a little. Wow, they sure are in a turmoil. Round and round they are going in their tiny-well, not so tiny-sacs. Let me get a little slime-cream from my own cunt and lave the knob of your prick."
Joyce squatted down a little so she could reach both hands just inside her cunt region. She brought them out with plenty of cunt cream and annointed her husband's prick.
"There, you are nice and slippery. You will be able to give her cunt a real ramming. Wow ... it is really hard-on city. I almost wish you were going to screw me instead of Jennie. But I will go back to this young stallion of a college man and we'll have a party of our own. I want to kiss his cock a lot, while we watch you and Jennie and Tippy with your visual fucking. I will lick and suck it so much that when you are through with your performance, it will not take us long to give ourselves a completely satisfying fuck.
"Everything all right, now?" Nobody said a thing, so Joyce hurried back to Ned Harney, fondling her jiggling tits as she did so, and walking with a saucy wiggle to her womanly buttocks.
Jennie leaned forward, almost meeting Les Cooks' standing pecker. She motioned Tippy to get down on his knees. The youth did so, and his pecker began to seek out Jennie's rear-hole. He finally found it, and began to ease it into its new task.
With one hand, he helped his cock to nibble at the tight entrance. At the same time, Jennie began to lower her ass to contact Les' giant cock. Then she spoke into her mike, and she knew the tape recorder was picking up her conversation, too.
"Tippy, as soon as you have your long and slim pecker about an inch or so into my butt-hole, I'll lower myself down over Les' cock. Be careful at first, because that's where the pain is-it's hard to get by the guard that nature gave us. Ram it and then stop."
Jennie braced herself, and her audience of nine mate-swappers gasped in amazement as the youth blasted past the barrier of her sphincter muscles, then stopped. Jennie groaned, and then lay still for a while.
She spoke into the mike: "That's it, Tippy, you were just noble. Now I can lower myself onto Les' cock so he can start exhilarating my cunt." Jennie lowered herself a little and Tippy adjusted his knees and legs to accommodate her change in position. Jennie went on.
"Oh, girls, if you've never had a man's pecker in your asshole before, you haven't lived. After it breaks through the tight gate, it begins to give you extra thrills you never knew were possible. The rectal canal is sort of on the back side of your cunt area, and it really gets thrilled when a man's juicy prick is in it. So, when you are getting it double, you just simply go swooning into heavenly ecstasy." She continued babbling about the joys of getting it up the ass.
"Fucking in my rectal canal is more of a tickle than fucking in my cunt. It almost makes me giggle. Ease it in a little at a time, Tippy, until your whole cock is in. I'll reach around and put my fingers around your cock a little bit. Get it so far in I will have to take my fingers away. That's the way you can tell you're really getting to me. Be sure to tell me a little before you are ready to spout, so I can bring Les along, too." Tippy's pecker began its steady and careful journey into the wife's asshole. Jennie put one hand behind her and around the youth's cock. Soon, her two fingers were pressed between her buttocks and Tippy's pubic curls. She squeezed his cock a few seconds and then took her hand away.
Tippy's strokes became a little longer and ended a little farther into Jennie's rectal canal. Their delighted audience gasped in satisfying looks at the exhilarating scene the trio was putting on for them.
"I can't wait much longer," Tippy panted. "It is so exciting with my cock in a married and swapping woman's butt-hole that I can't hold back like I want to."
"All right, Tippy, squirt any time you want to. Then keep your cock in my rear while Les pours my cunt full of glorious manhood." Tippy hastened his strokes and soon fired his semen from his distended balls in hot gushes into Jennie's equally hot rectum. Just as he was through, Jennie began faster up-and-down strokes on Les' pecker.
"We don't want to be later, Les," she implored her underside partner. "The other couples in this mate-swapping orgy of fucking want to get on with their own pleasure after watching this priceless performance with you and me and Tippy. Remember what your wife said about not fucking me too hard, won't you? Ram a little more. I am just about to lose everything myself, now. Give that stuff to me, Les. Pour all your fuck juice into my raging cunt. Fill it as full as Tippy did with my butt-hole. You hear me?"
She continued: "Give it to me! Fuck the living daylights out of me! FUCK! FUCK! Fuck so everybody can see your pecker ramming every bit of juice home into my juicy cunt!" Jennie's orgasm began with these moaning words and Les was getting an eyeful even as she sucked and licked on Ned Harney's waving cock. But there was trouble. Les and Jennie's fucking was so violent that poor Tippy was thrown back and away from the crouching woman whose rectum he had so recently filled. He fell over sideways against the vacant portion of the mattress.
Bonnie Allen left off licking Al Bacus' cock and fondling his balls with her long fingers and hurried to Tippy's side. She leaned over, and began to kiss his pecker all the way up and down. She could smell the heady aroma from the interior of Jennie's rectum all over it, and revelled in the unusual odor.
Up and down her tongue and lips went until she had caressed every inch of the youth's cock. Just as the other couples were commencing their fourth fucking exercise of the night, she hurried back to Al where his rigid member was all ready for her.
"I always did want to taste how the inside of another woman's rectum was like," she whispered to Al, as she fitted his cock into her slippery cunt, "and now I know-it's real rich and creamy."
The five remaining couples hurried on with their last screwing of the night, and the manly pantings and womanly moans of pleasure filled the entire living room/bedroom where mate swapping reigned supreme.
Thus did the third night's activities come to an end.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Everyone managed to get plenty of rest and ate bigger meals the next day to restore his strength for the evening's festivities when their high school graduate, Ila Jaynes, would be the featured woman in the spotlighted bed with the college man, Ned Harney. The dinner dishes were finally washed, dried, and put away. Dusk settled on the summer cabin that housed the waiting wife-swapping couples.
As they sauntered into the large living room, Earl checked his list, and announced the pairings for the evening.
"Tonight, Sue Icor and Ben Deane will warm the same bed, and it will be Joyce Cooks and Al Bacus together, Grace will be with me, Bonnie Allen will be with last night's young stud, Tippy Gans, and Jennie Deane and Les Cooks will round out our wife-swapping pairings for the fourth night."
Then he asked Ila to begin the activities for the night.
"I'm all ready," Ila announced, "and since I did a long, tantalizing strip for all the other men the other night, I won't take much time tonight. Just to make it a little different, why don't all the rest of you strip first while Ned and I watch, since you will all be watching us for all our activities."
Nobody objected, so Ila sat down on the bed beside Ned and put her arm around him. He, in turn, put one hand over her breast and began a massage of both breasts while they each watched the five other couples undress. Grace Bacus reached her hand inside Earl's pants and held it there while he slid his pants off, got out of his shirt and kicked his shoes off-and finally wiggled his shorts off.
"Look everybody, what I have," exclaimed Grace, her fingers gently encompassing Earl's pecker, already entirely erect. Everybody looked her way and saw that she indeed was palming Earl's reddened tip extending from the soft skin of his cock. "I am in for an exciting evening of fucks, I can see that right now."
"You're going to have to wait for us, you know, Grace, since we are in the spotlight," answered Ila, starting her own strip and watching Ned get out of his own clothes. In just a few seconds, both were naked and inspecting each other's charms at close range.
"My first activity is a little tamer than some we have had. It is number one and, of course, you remember, I inherited one of the wife's four activities who could not be here. But the other three will be real interesting to watch, and maybe you will like the first one, too.
"I will French Ned for a while without letting his squirt in my mouth. He has to be real erect before I quit, and then we will get on with something else. Come here, Ned, and bring your manly equipment with you. It will really get a going-over tonight."
The two lay down in the spotlight and the other five couples made everything comfortable to achieve maximum watching pleasure. Lowering her head almost to Ned's resting cock, she went on, "You know, I have come to the conclusion that a wife or woman is not really happy unless she has kissed and sucked and licked a real man's cock a lot.
"It used to be that a wife never thought of sucking her husband's prick. This was left to prostitutes, and later, call girls. But in these times, wives are discovering that they can get in on some of the more exciting angles of sexual activities right at home with her husband. Then, when wife-swapping groups began forming, she could kiss and lick some other husband's pecker for variety.
"When she got back home, she could tell her husband all the details, and he could tell her all about the cocksucking he had enjoyed at the hands of, well, I mean, lips of, some other wife, maybe one of their best friends."
"I can't quite explain it," Ila went on, "but it is only just lately that Tippy and I are friends have been going in for cock-sucking. Maybe it was because we were young and satisfied with regular fucking. Now we are ready for variety once in a while. Ned, your pecker is getting a little hard just from hearing me talking about screwing and things.
"I haven't touched it. You have to promise me not to squirt in my mouth after I begin to give it attention with my lips. You hear me? Because the conditions of my first activity is just to French you and then finish our fuck with my cunt in the act. Your prick looks like it will be a dandy."
Ila reached her head over to Ned's waiting cock. With her delicate fingers, she raised it up, then eased her lips down to his active balls. Pursing her lips the least bit, she began a massage of his juice-producing nuts from far underneath.
Opening and closing her lips as she went along, she covered every speck of his balls, over and under, side to side, sometimes coming almost to the point where his cock took off from his nuts. As Ned's nuts began to churn faster and faster inside their taut sacs, Ila finally opened her mouth and gently eased one just as far inside as she could.
Holding her mouth in this position, she looked over at Tippy where the latter was playing with Bonnie Allen's gorgeous tits, she smiled as if to say, "When we get back home, I'll do this to you all you want, big boy." Next, she took Ned's other ball-sac into her mouth and thoroughly laved it with her warm saliva.
Finally, she found the base of Ned's pecker, and put her tongue out. Ever so slowly, she started the long trip up to the reddened tip end. Her audience of five couples in wife-swapping attitudes, watched her stimulus of Ned's sexual equipment.
When Ila was half way up, Al Bacus remarked to his partner for the night, Joyce Cooks, "Wow, Ila may be young, but she certainly is an expert cock licker, don't you think so?"
Joyce ran her hand slowly up and down Al's pecker as she answered, "You can say that again. It took a lot of practice for me before I was worth much."
"Was your husband's cock the first you ever kissed and sucked?"
"No, strange to say, his wasn't. We had just begun to swap with another couple. After a few exchanges, we decided we would not go to separate bedrooms, but would do our screwing where everybody could watch the others. We left the lights low. In the middle of my husband's and his partner's playing around, the wife leaned over and whispered something to Les.
"The next thing I knew, she was leaning over his already erect pecker and starting in on it with her lips and tongue. My partner and I watched in absolute fascination, and finally, he whispered to me, "Doesn't that give you ideas?" I had to admit that it did. The next thing I knew, I was on my way with the first real tease of a man's pecker.
She went on: "I didn't have the heart to tell him it was my first time. The next time we were together, we did it some more and I got hotter. Just after that, the other couple took us to a real, organized wife-swapping group and we have been at it ever since. But look...."
Joyce pointed over to Ila and Ned.
Ila had nearly reached the tip of Ned's raging pecker. Then she slowly raised her buttocks up and slowly moved them in a circle until she straddled Ned's face. While he looked up into her cunt lips, she started another action in perfect timing. As her lips just touched the tip of Ned's cock, she began to lower her buttocks.
A little farther down Ned's cock, her ovaled lips traveled and her cunt came a little nearer to Ned's mouth. He put out his tongue in anticipation. Just as Ila's lips completely surrounded his pecker's end, her cunt settled on Ned's lips and tongue. She let him lave her pinkish cunt lips and clitoris, and then slowly removed her lips from his cock and her cunt from his mouth.
Their excited audience of five couples watched in utter rapture as she lay down on her back and motioned Ned to straddle her. He quickly complied, and his ramrodding cock slid immediately into Ila's cunt.
Instead of letting Ned kiss her, Ila spoke into the microphone, facing three of the five watching couples as she did so.
"I know all five of you couples are right on the point of getting on to a fuck with somebody else's mate. It will be only a few seconds until Ned pops his come all over the inside of my moist cunt.
"He had only to lick the inside of my cunt lips and clitoris to get me ready. And the way I kissed and sucked and licked his balls and pecker got him all ready to go. What makes me more excited than ever is remembering how Jennie and Joyce and Sue had such a sweet time over just one of my boyfriend Tippy's come last night. Wasn't that utterly delicious? I want to get in with two other women on that kind of activity before we get away from here."
Ila looked at Sue and Ben, and continued, "Look out, Sue, don't touch Ben's pecker anymore or he will fire right out into the night. You have to wait for Ned and me to blast first, you know. Come on, Ned, we have to go ahead of our audience, you know. What are you waiting for? Your pecker has already gone all the way into my cunt.
"Your balls are spinning like a tennis ball in a hard serve. I'll put my heels over your back and draw you to me a little closer. It sort of changes the angle of my cunt and your cock. That better? Did you know that's the way the expression originated, 'wearing heels?' Oh, did I pop a funny?"
"I can feel a little extra swelling in your pecker, Ned. Go, man, go with all the salacious squirt that you can make. Right into my moistness! Fuck me now, Ned! When you shoot it all into me, I will reach down with two fingers and gather up as much as I can and put it in my mouth. Then I will have some of it both in my mouth and my moist, soppy, juicy, turgid, slimy, steamy cunt. That's the way I like it. FUCK ME NOW, NED! FUCK ME! FUCK ME LIKE MAD! FUCK ME ALL THE WAY! FUCK ME!"
Ila and her young college stud fired at each other in friendly, intimate fashion as the end of their first activity was reached. They managed to get a look at each of the other five couples as they began their own screwing before resting for the second sex activity.
Al and Joyce were so close to the edge of their bed next to Earl and Grace Bacus that Al had an extra good look at his wife's cunt as Earl jammed it full and running over with his sperm. He whispered to Joyce, "Let's not finish until Earl and Grace both fire. I have an urge to go over and suck and lick the squirt that Earl puts into my wife's cunt. Then I'll be right back and we'll finish our fuck. Okay by you?"
"Sure, but only on one condition," Joyce answered.
"What's that?"
"That you let me lick just a little of it from between your lips. I like a man's fuck sauce when I can get it, too, you know."
"Okay, honey, it's a deal."
Al slipped over to Grace and Earl's bed, and, as soon as Earl fired his load, Al gently pushed him off his wife. Grace looked down just in time to see her husband kissing her cunt, and nibbling at the semen her partner had just deposited.
"That's cute, Al. Why don't you do it oftener?"
Al finished his delightful task and hurried back to Joyce, who gave him a long tongue kiss to gather in some of Earl's semen just as Al poured his joy-juice into her soppy cunt. The other three couples had already finished, and were waiting for Ila and Ned to finish their rest period before starting in on the second activity of the night.
Finally, Ila spoke up: "My second activity is number eight on the list, and I think you will agree that it is a dilly. I will French Ned some more, but my invited guest will be the one he brought here, so she can be real close while all this activity takes place. Sue, come on over. Maybe Ben can go over the join another couple and the wife can massage his pecker along with her own partner for the evening."
Sue jiggled her way over to Ila and Ned's bed, while Ben strolled over to join Bonnie Allen and Tippy. Bonnie welcomed him with a warm handclasp of his jutting pecker and nuts as he took his place beside her and Tippy.
"Sue, you squat down over Ned, facing me and his cock. Lean over just enough so your cunt will be exactly in place for him to give you the most pleasure with his tongue. You can watch me while I tend to his pecker with my tongue, lips and fingers. Then we'll see about getting him to squirt the way we want him to."
Ila slid down Ned's lithe body and looked at his member. It was lying flat against his balls. Looking around at the other watching couples, Ila announced, "I will be the first to agree that I cannot make Ned any taller, but I bet I can make his ramrod longer by several inches. Remember how I got you right up to strength by the right use of my tongue and lips, Ned? Think about that while I go to work on you.
"Since Sue is squatting over you with her twat covering your face so you can't see what I am doing, it will add extra excitement just by thinking about what I am doing. You will have extra thrills by having her lean over toward me a little more so you can get a better look at her butt-hole. It will be a little higher in the air that way."
Ila quit talking long enough to begin a tantalizing licking of Ned's nuts. Over every fraction of an inch of them she went, slowly, bringing them complete ecstasy as the blood began to flow into Ned's cock. It rose and rose as the other wife-swapping pairs watched. As it reached complete hardness, Ila paused a moment to admire her handiwork. Now it began to swing slowly back and forth.
"I'll show you a little something different in cock sucking and licking," Ila announced, changing her position so that her mouth was just at the end of the strokes Ned's pecker was making as it swung like a pendulum.
"Watch, everybody. Ned, you won't be able to see this, but you can tell from the difference in feeling what I do different every other time." As the other couples stared in rapture, Ila put out her young tongue. It touched Ned's cock just as it reached the end of its pendulum swing. Ila was lying with her body at right angles to Ned's.
When his cock came to her on the next swing, she pursed her lips and the rampant cock just reached her lips in a quick kiss. Back it swung and when it returned, Ila's tongue was out to greet it. All the husbands' peckers began to swell with extra stimulation as their wearers watched in utter delight while Ned's cock was getting dual tongue-kissing and lip nipping. Ned's hips began to twitch, and Ila began to chide him.
"Be careful, now. Don't fire your cannon in the air without any kind of a target. After all, there are some real nice places just itching to get your load of fuck-juice into them. It might be my mouth, or Sue's mouth, or maybe her twat.
Ask her if she would like it in her juicy asshole.
"Maybe you should leave off kissing her cunt lips long enough to run your tongue over her butt-hole for a few minutes. It likes to be stimulated, too, you know. Mine does, especially when I know some man or boy is going to be gentle when he first tries to put his prick into it."
Ned pushed Sue's hips forward so he could carry out Ila's suggestion about tending to Sue's butt-hole. Carefully, he ran his lips and tongue over the tight orifice with the rich aroma surrounding it. He noted that Sue had considerably more hair growing around her asshole than most women he had seen intimately. Her hole relaxed little by little and he managed to put the tip of his tongue into it. Then he heard Ila speak again.
"You better let me tend to that now for a while," she urged.
She re-arranged their bodies, so that she was in position to put her lips where Ned's had been on Sue's buttocks valley. She put Sue's head over Ned's cock, and leaned over his head so he could get his tongue on her cunt. She looked around at her audience of switched husbands and wives and saw that all the pricks were pole-hardened.
"We're just about ready to fire everything over here, people, so you other fuckers be ready to let go with everything as soon as we are done. I will spread my legs as wide as I can. In addition to Ned's tongue on my cunt lips and clitoris, I will masturbate myself with two fingers on each side of his tongue. That way, I will get maximum enjoyment and the rest of you will get to see just a little more of our eighth activity. Let's go! Sue, give Ned the works and make him squirt into your mouth just as soon as you can. I want you to swallow every drop of it. I'll change off between your butt-hole and your cunt with my lips and tongue and bring you to orgasm at the same time if I can.
"Ned and I together will bring me to ecstasy. Go, everybody, go, with a hot fuck that will send you to the moon. I can see the veins on Ned's pecker swelling almost to the bursting point. Go to it, Sue, that's it! There he goes!"
Just after Ned began to squirt his fuck sauce into Sue's hot mouth and down her equally hot throat, Ila rubbed her cunt lips harder and harder and managed to complete her orgasm just as Sue gave in to her lip service. The three rolled flat onto the bed in complete satiation, and the five watching couples began the final phases of their own ideas on fucking.
Bonnie Allen let Ben Deane enter her extra-sensitive asshole while she leaned across Tippy's cock to bring his semen pulsing into her mouth. Al licked Joyce Cooks' twat into submission while she squeezed his cock with her lips until he pounded his emission into her hot mouth. Jennie Dean lay on top of Les Cooks, tongue-kissing his eager tongue while he poured his manhood upward into her hot twat as she lay with legs spread out in wild, completely wanton abandon.
It was at least an hour before all the couples were rested this time, and ready to watch Ila's third activity.
"I think this will be real cute for all the husbands to watch, and maybe for the wives, too," the high school graduate announced, as she arose slightly from the bed alongside Ned so as to brief her watchers on her next activity.
"You know how much fun we all had watching Jennie masturbate. This is my exhilarating assignment next, and one I truly enjoy. I think of all the erotic rammings I have ever had in my young and active cunt while I bring myself to a shuddering orgasm. Now, to be a little different, I will be up on my hands and knees. I will face with my asshole toward the spotlight. Each husband will come over here in turn. He will crawl under me, facing the same way I do.
"Then he will scoot up until his head is right under my twat. He will get to watch me jazzing myself a few minutes. Then, one of the other men will take his place until all of you have been here to get a real good look. You all understand?"
Everyone nodded and Ila turned around, raised her ass into the air, then slowly squatted down just a little and spread her knees far apart.
"Ned," she went on, "you be last won't you, like a good fucker, won't you?" She started to reach down toward her waiting crack. "Oh, yes, Earl, since you are the organizer of this fucking vacation, you come over here and be the first to look."
Ila lay her head down on her pillow, turned face sideways so half her watchers could see her face as she began her action. Earl hurried over to Ila's bed, crawled under her from the side, and stared up excitedly into Ila's pink-walled vaginal lips.
"Isn't it kind of nice to get to watch a young, busy cunt while its owner excites herself, Earl? I know most of the boys I have been with like to see just how the inside of a girl's cunt behaves when there is fucking action going on inside.
"When they are fucking me with their pecker, they can only imagine how it actually looks. Now, that is enough. You better go back and tend to Grace's cunt. Maybe she can gently kiss you cock just enough to keep it hard until all you watchers do your own fucking after Ned and I finish."
As Earl slid out from Ila's body, he could not resist taking one of her melon breasts in his hand and massaging it before he kissed it good night.
"Ben, you come over and be next." When Ben was in position and gawking up into Ila's blood-gorged cunt walls, the high school girl spoke again.
"When you get back to Sue, you take a real good look at her cunt, and find out if a college girl's twat is much different from a high school girl's. Let me know all about it a-little later, won't you? I already know that Sue is a real hot fuckeress and I can hardly wait until it is her night to put on her four activities. Keep her cunt warm with your lips and gentle tonguing, but make her wait until all the rest of you are all fucking at the same time after Ned and I finish. Al, you come over here next."
As Ben was leaving, he slid out from the other side of her body and kissed her other down-hanging melon of a breast. Ila squirmed in delight, and increased her masturbation with two fingers as Al hurried to get his head under Ila's squirming action.
Ila could see Al's pecker while he was gazing up into the uninhibited rubbing of Ila's fingers on her own cunt.
"Wow, Al, your cock is waving back and forth like a metronome at a piano lesson. Joyce had not better suck and lick it very much when you get back, or you'll go off before I finish my third activity. Tell her how a young girl's cunt looks when her legs are spread wide apart and her fingers are slowly bringing that aromatic slime from inside my body, so as to make it as slippery as possible.
"There, you better go now, because I get too excited talking about it. Here, let me kiss your cock just a teeny little bit. Then let Joyce kiss it as soon as you get back over there. Nothing like having two women kiss your pecker one right after another, is there? Tippy, you come next."
While Tippy was taking his place under Ila's cunt curls, the girl motioned Ned to move alongside her head with his prick. While she talked to Tippy, she alternately fondled Ned's pecker and kissed it lightly between sentences.
"Folks, Tippy was the very first boy to kiss my cunt. I'm sorry I can't let him actually do it right here tonight, but that is against the rules for my third activity. The first time Tippy slid his hand under my very brief panties. I knew I was in the hands of an expert. We taught each other lots of sexual tricks, and we have not ceased to keep on learning. I'm glad he can get some extra experience with some real expert fucking wives. It will be real valuable when he marries."
Ila paused long enough to run her tongue up and down the length of Ned's cock once, and then continued: "After Tippy had sucked my cunt three or four different evenings, we double dated with another couple who had not had much experience. We were at the girl's house while her parents were out for the evening. Tippy and I had fixed it up between us just what we would do.
"Both couples had been playing with their partner quite a while, when Tippy and I slid down onto the carpet without announcing anything about what we had in mind. He kissed both my thighs up and down, then under my navel. Together, we slid my panties off and Tippy then slowly lowered his head to my twat. I spread my legs as far apart as I could and put my feet flat on the carpet.
"While the other couple watched entranced, Tippy gave me about the most artistic sucking I have ever had. My thighs trembled and shook so much I could hardly keep my feet on the floor. Just as I was about to reach my orgasm, I wrapped my feet around his back, and jammed his head down past my cunt curls. His lips and tongue spread all over the inside of my dew-covered cunt lips.
"My hips beat up and down on the carpet while his tongue made me spasm. The other couple were so excited the boy followed Tippy's example. We excitedly watched them all the time, and, when they finished, I let Tippy ram me with his long, thin, cock. What a fucking evening we all had! Oh, Tippy, go back to Bonnie and take a good look at a woman's cunt. Give it some attention, too. And send Les over here."
The exchange of men under her cunt and belly was quickly made.
"Les, while you are here, I will have to let up with my fingers a little. I am so excited by all the other men taking turns watching how a young woman masturbates, that I am just about ready to go. I want to save the final spasm for my partner of the evening to share in. But you can see just how my delicate fingers slide over the slippery inner surface of my crack.
"It feels like an awful lot of slime has formed. How does it look to you, Les?"
"Wow, you can say that again, Ila," Les replied from his position under Ila's slowly moving hips and gentle finger action on her own cunt lips.
"It seems like there is an extra lot all around my clitoris, too. Oh, say, that gives me an idea. Since you are the last man before my partner, you are entitled to a little extra treat. I will rub a little cunt sauce on my asshole and you can kiss it two or three times. Okay?"
Les nodded his head and Ila slowly reached her hand farther back from her crack until it reached her asshole. She fondled the hairs around the hole and then eased some slime from her finger tips on the surface of the hole itself.
"Hurry and kiss it, Les, before it dried." Les complied, pulling Ila's hips down against his mouth where he placed a hard kiss against the brown surface of Ila's asshole. She squirmed in delight.
"One more little treat, Les. Watch my clitoris real close." While Les scooted even closer, Ila gave her clitoris a nipping action three or four times with her educated inner muscles. "Now, you have to go, Les, so Ned and I can finish my activity. Tell the others who could not see, what happened."
"Wow-that was something, folks. Ila has extra strong cunt muscles and she can make her clitoris nip. That's what I was watching. Jennie, can you do that, too?" he asked, as he reached the bed he and Jennie had been occupying all evening.
Jennie pulled him down into her arms. "You're not just kidding. Les. Now, move you head down there and I will show you. That's what a real fuckeress learns early in life. It thrills any pecker that gets inside her cunt area."
Ila spoke again: "Come here, big boy, your prick won't last any longer than my super heated twat without going off. And I want it to go off in my mouth, Ned." Ila turned around so that her rear faced most of her watchers and then lowered her head to Ned's wiggling cock.
"Let me suck it a little, then you make your tongue into a little pecker all over the inside of my cunt until I go off. You hear?"
Ned heard all right, and the other five couples watched while the high-school girl sucked his cock with long, slow strokes, taking it into her mouth and down her throat as far as possible. When she felt the pulse throbbing almost out of control, she spread her legs even farther apart, settling her hips down on Ned's waiting lips.
He reached over her thighs just below their junction with the trunk of her body, and clutched her down to him. His nose was just right to take in the rich aroma of her butt-hole and the little tendrils around it. Ila's hips squeezed against his head and increased the speed of his tongue action.
Ila began to blast just as his semen burst from his cock and flooded her mouth. No longer able to talk, Ila could only postpone her swooning away long enough to extract all of Ned's squirting emission into her mouth and down her throat.
The five other couples were so wrought up that they started their own wife-swapping screwing, all coming within a few seconds of one another. All fell asleep to rest for an hour or so until Ila could exhibit her fourth and last activity for the evening.
* * *
Earl was the first to stir, partly because he was the only one who knew what Ila's final activity was to be. "Ila," he called, "time to get going."
The others awakened, one after another. "This one will be real cute, I think. You will pick out one wife to come over and bring you to orgasm any and all ways she can, isn't that right?" Earl asked.
"That's it, Earl. And I am all ready."
"How about doing me a favor?" Earl went on.
"Sure, but you're not a wife." They all laughed.
"How easy to find that out! But, my favor is asking you if you will choose my wife to suck you off. Here's the reason. A few years ago, when I went back home to spend a weekend, I discovered a neighbor woman, one I used to go with once in a while before I married, servicing my younger sister, who was just about your age. I was completely fascinated, and I watched until they were done. Now I'd like to see it again, and with the extra thrill of watching my own wife giving you the action."
"Suits me just fine," Ila answered. "Come on over, Bonnie, and let's get started." When Bonnie reached Ila and Ned's bed, Ila went on, "How would the rest of you like me to position myself, on my back, or with my butt up in the air with Bonnie lying under me and reaching up to exhilarate my cunt?" she asked.
Most of the watchers wanted her on hands and knees, so Ila complied. Earl Allen and Grace Bacus were on the bed from which they could look just a few feet away directly into the uninhibited butt area of the high school girl graduate.
Bonnie scooted under Ila and began to take up her position. "Ila, let me get more action into your activity, do you mind?" Bonnie asked.
"Not at all," Ila answered, "what do you have in mind?"
"Well, since my hips are facing Ned, I can play with my own cunt with one hand and with the other I can fondle and play with Ned's cock if he will lie alongside you and me."
"Why didn't I think of that, Bonnie? That will be extra excitement, and will leave my mouth free to talk and describe what we are doing. Bonnie, make dear Ned pop his emission into the air, too, just for a change, and make all three of us go into orbit at the same time. The rest of you watch real close now," Ila concluded, lowering her cunt curls over Bonnie's waiting lips and moving them all over Bonnie's mouth and nose and cheeks before stopping with the pink lips just over Bonnie's extended tongue.
The talk and action had brought Ned's pecker to erection already, and Bonnie found a fleshy rod to grasp when her searching hand went hunting. She gently massaged up and down on it, in order to time Ned's action to coincide with her own and Ila's. Her other hand crept down to her own navel. She made little circles around her belly-button, then wandered down to the cunt curls.
She idly twined the thick curls around her first finger for several seconds. As she slowly opened her legs, her fingers crept lower, finding the inside of the long, tender lips. Slowly, she eased her fingers down to the far end of her slit, then back up the other side. Down the middle her fingers went again, this time just meeting the erecting clitoris, just becoming stimulated by its owners manipulations. Farther down her fingers went, to the end of her now moistening cunt lips, and on to her own asshole.
Bonnie slowly raised her knees and finally her feet rested flat on the bed. Since her husband's and Grace's bed was just three feet away from her middle, they could now gaze without interruption at the whole masturbation proceedings Bonnie was carrying on. While her mouth nuzzled the inside of Ila's dripping cunt lips, Bonnie slowly inserted one finger into her own asshole.
She slid it in as far as it would go, knowing that her husband and Grace were avid watchers. There was so much quivering going on in Ila's cunt from her tongue and lip action, that Bonnie took her finger out of her butt-hole and went back to her clitoris. Her other hand told her that the veins on Ned's prick were now bulging and he could fire his cannon at any time. She hurried the action of her own clitoris and surrounding vagina walls.
"Oh, Bonnie, I'm just about to swoon away," Ila moaned, squirming her wriggling hips over Bonnie's face amorously and sensuously as her orgasm approached. "Keep your own cunt action going with one hand and Ned's pecker is ready to squirt. I'll put one finger into my own asshole, since I have nothing to do with my hands with both of you and Ned down at that end," Ila concluded. .
She reached around behind herself and slid one finger into her tight orifice. The other couples were treated to the second woman stimulating her own anal tract while they all watched.
"Go, now, Bonnie, get us all. My cunt and my asshole are burning with sex. I'm going, Bonnie, fucking myself while you suck me off and pump Ned's semen out of captivity. Fuck, Bonnie, Fuck yourself and me both! Fuck Ned with your clutching hand! Hold your palm over the tip of his pecker while he rams that hot fuck sauce into it.
"When you finish with me, take you hand and put all of Ned's cream into your mouth and swallow that man-cream. Plunge your fingers clear into your vagina until you swoon clear away. When your lips and tongue drop away from my own cunt, I will know that you are done with yourself. Our audience will be so stimulated it will take them only seconds to do their own fucking.
"FUCK! , Bonnie, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! Fuck like mad and make us all COME. COME! COME! COME! I want to be swimming in a sea of hot come. That's it! I'M FUCKING, SCREWING, FUCKING, SCREWING! I'M GOING TO EXPLODE!"
Ila's hips quivered against Bonnie's face as her own orgasm leveled her body against the woman underneath her. Bonnie's fingers plunged into her own vagina with a sucking noise that all her watchers could hear. And her other hand curved into a cup to catch all of Ned's spurts. When it was full, she carried it over to her mouth and slowly swallowed the hot cream.
The come tasted delicious, as fresh, hot come always does, and soon everybody in the place was shooting off. It was the most powerful group-orgasm that the team had witnessed to date on the vacation.
Exhausted and tired afterward, the group of fuckers rested for the night.
CHAPTER NINE
During the next day, most of the men wondered just how Grace Bacus would look in the spotlight bedroom situation. With her forty one inch tits and natural red hair, they wondered if her partner, Les Cooks, would be able to restrain himself long enough to being her complete satisfaction in one or more of their four activities.
Two of the guys slipped away to fish, and three more went for a fairly long hike, while most of the wives were content to soak up sunshine and extra vitamins for the strenuous exercise that lie ahead for the evening's activities.
They had not long to wait after dinner was finished, and the five couples strolled into the living room, now a deluxe bedroom dedicated to utter and wanton sexual enjoyment, following Grace and Les, who had gone in first.
Earl called for order and consulted his list of wife-swapping partners while Al Bacus fixed up the spotlight and tested the tape recorder. Ben checked all the microphones.
"Tonight, all of you remember that Grace Bacus is the featured wife, and her partner is Les Cooks. His wife, Joyce, will be tangled with Ben Deane, Bonnie and our college man will exchange intimate screwing, Jennie Deane and Al Bacus will share a bed, I will have Ila Jaynes surrounding my pecker, and our college girl will be showing a few tricks, as well as her juicy cunt, to our high school humper. Okay, everybody-let ' s fuck! "
Les kissed his wife farewell after reaching around her to lift her skirt above her hips so the rest of them could see her shapely roundness. While Grace undressed, she gave her voyeurs a running commentary on the visit that Earl and she had made to Les and Joyce's home when the swapping vacation was being planned.
"I found out some of the things Les likes about a woman's body, so in carrying out my first activity, which, by the way, is number thirteen on the list, I will give Les a real recreation of that visit. Where's your belt buckle, big stud?"
Grace found it herself. She undid it herself and eased his trousers off his legs. His shorts and shirt followed.
"Well, Les, your pecker isn't hard yet. I'll see about that. My activity lets me French you until you pour that precious juice down my mouth and throat. I know just how much your prick likes a voluptuous pair of tits. You lie right down here on the bed."
Grace shucked her halter off, leaving brief pants and a bra as her only attire. "I won't even give you both my tits at once."
She reached around her back, and undid her bra. Holding one hand in front, she eased one breast carefully over the top of her bra.
"When you have forty-one inches up here where it counts, you can do a lot of things." She leaned her head down and raised her left breast up, just short of her lips.
"See, Les, I like these queen-size nipples and large aureoles, too. See?" Grace looked roguishly over at Les' prostrate form, then slowly kissed and fondled her breast with her red lips and searching tongue.
Grace took another look at Les' middle. "I knew that would do a little good. Your cock is half erect. Can the rest of you see?" After a few seconds more of playing with her left breast, Grace eased it back into her bra and slowly eased her right breast out into the open. Instead of placing it in her mouth, she ran one hand slowly over it, reaching to the sensitive underside in her travels, then she placed her whole hand over the front, completely covering the nipple.
"Look out, Les!" she taunted, "your cock is almost entirely erect. It will be waving back and forth before you know it. Maybe this will help."
She spread two of her fingers, and her elongated nipple eased its way into view. Back and forth across the aureole her fingers went, with the nipple peeking out at its many eager watchers, chief of which was Les.
"Is that better?" Grace teased, keeping up the massaging motion. Then she took both hands away from her bra. She slid her briefs off her ample hips, exposing the glorious red curls around her mischievous twat. "You like this, too?"
Grace leaned over and her bra fell away from her queenly bosom, so that Les could see them by looking up her bra from the underside. She leaned entirely over him, the bra resting on his face. "Now take it off, and you can play with my tits a little all night. I'll help."
Les lifted the bra out of the way, and Grace was finally naked beside him. She looked at his pecker again. Easing her way to his middle, she took her left breast in her hand. Guiding it expertly, she brushed it back and forth across his erecting member. Her nipple traced a complete circle over the reddening purplish organ.
Next, she took both tits between her hand. She squeezed Les' cock between them and then worked the two up and down as he began to twitch in agony.
"Oh, don't, don't ... tease so much, woman. If you are going to French me instead of putting my cock into your cunt, get started," he moaned.
"Patience, Les, I want to play with your cock a lot so your wife can pick up a few tips. Then you can do just like this when you get home because she has fairly big tits, too."
Grace eased her breasts away from their imprisoning shaft and lowered her mouth to it. She kissed it on two sides. Then she announced to Les and their watchers: This will be mostly a plain Frenching operation, but with just a little something different to begin with."
Grace next kissed the tip and sides of his weapon and then took it completely into her mouth. She changed suddenly from gentle, careful actions, to a tightly gripping, fast motion. Up and down her mouth went, just as if it were her cunt squeezing his shaft, trying to get him to spout as soon as possible.
When she felt Les about to lose everything, she raised her mouth about three inches from the tip of his cock, and gripped it with her hand. The first spurt shot into the air, and her mouth over it while he writhingly shot the rest of his manhood into her mouth. Grace swallowed the whole load and laved the sides of Les' cock until he was completely at rest.
The voyeur couples around them were all ready for their own first fuck, so one after another they satisfied each other cock's and cunts.
An hour later, Grace called for attention and announced that the second activity was coming up: "My first two activities mean that I will not get any satisfaction if I do them just as they are listed. However, I can arrange them so that my crack will get some attention, too.
"Les, you get to screw my asshole this time, and here's how we will do it so as to get my cunt into the act. I'll lie on the edge of the bed, on my back. You get on your knees on the floor beside the bed, where you can reach my asshole with your pecker. Now, since I am lying on my back, I can reach my cunt pretty easily and masturbate while your are busy."
Grace eased herself into position, and Les knelt beside the bed, aiming his shaft at Al Bacus' wife's rear entrance. "Since the rest of you are not supposed to fuck until we are through with each other, why don't some of you gather around our bed and watch. My husband knows I get more of a bang when I masturbate if I have an appreciative audience. Just an actress, that's me."
Every wife-swapping couple accepted the invitation to go and watch.
"Les, let me guide your prick around inside my dripping cunt until you are moist enough to get into my rear."
She took his cock and laved it all around sideways through her crack. Then she helped him fit it just inside her rectum. She grimaced with the swelling at first, then relaxed as it found better going inside.
Grace spread her legs more so her watchers could see better and this relaxed her rear-hole as well. Her educated fingers found her clitoris and she began to excite it.
"I like to go over the top and bottom and side of my clitoris until my whole cunt feels exhilarated, like this," Grace told her listeners, looking into one face after another as she demonstrated. "Then all along the velvety walls. Finally, I get at least two fingers of my hand into my vagina for the final spasm. Les, keep going, and try to wait until I am ready to let go with my own doings."
Grace squirmed from the bliss of her own ministrations.
"Al, watch real close while another husband fills my rectum with his cock, and spurts his wad into it. I'll try to come at the same time while you and the other watchers look on. Wow! Your own cock is sure stiff just watching us. Jennie, don't do too much rubbing on my husband's prick or he will fire before Les and I can make it."
Grace reached her free hand down to Les' cock and felt it all the way up to her asshole entrance, massaging it briefly to give extra stimulation. Les' body was twitching, and Grace knew he was about to let go with everything. She slid two fingers into her vagina, and worked them rapaciously back and forth.
"I'm just about ready to go. Can everybody see? Les, watch my cunt real carefully while you spout inside me and I break into my own spasms. Ready? Let's go with a butt-hole fuck. FUCK! FUCK!!! You hear me? My fingers are getting to me-I can't wait! FUUCCKKK! GO, MAN, GO!!! Go to town with your fucking pecker in my fucking asshole!!! OHHHHHH, FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!!! "
Les had no choice but to do as he was told. His come was closed up solidly inside Grace's asshole and he finally slid it out, followed by Grace's fingers' reluctant emergence from her vulva, just teasing the clitoris on the way out. Their watchers could hardly get back to their beds fast enough to carry out their second screwings of the night, and to rest until Grace was ready to go with Les again.
* * *
Finally, she called into her mike, "Let's go, fuckers and fuckeresses, I'm all ready for my third activity. It's number fourteen on the list, and it is a variation of the last one I enjoyed. I picked it out because I like the feel of a man's pecker sliding gently around inside my asshole when he isn't forcing things, but merely enjoying himself, too.
"In addition, I will have another husband up here on the bed. Ben, you haven't been around me enough. Why don't you come up here while I service your cock-a-doodle-doo? And, Joyce, you had better come, too. I get to masturbate Ben to completion, so you join us and work yourself off because he won't have enough energy to screw you after I get through with him."
The two partners scurried to Grace and Les' bed and listened to the former's instructions: "Now Ben, baby I want little old you to follow my instructions and get in position to lie down right under my head where I can reach you, with your head away from Les and me. Joyce, ease yourself down over him, with your rear facing me. Stay mostly on your knees, so I can see your whole cunt region from here and Ben has only to look straight up to see all of you, too. Okay?"
She continued: "I'll get Les' pecker ready, and then we'll go. Just to be a little different, we will try to do this fuck as quickly as we can, and see if we can all make it within a few seconds of each other. Ready?"
Everyone nodded, and Grace positioned herself over Ben's growing cock. "I won't tell you exactly how I will bring Les' weapon to stiffness. You'll just have to look or guess."
Les approached Joyce from the rear, and she swung a leg over Ben's face, so he could look up at everything she had in the way of private equipment, now slightly public. Grace and Les could also look at her twat and her steaming asshole.
Grace reached around herself and found Les' soft member. She lifted it up and let it nuzzle the tightness of her butt-hole. Up and down she eased it, then sideways across the round extremities of her exciting butt-cheeks. His cock started growing between her soft fingers and gentle journeys around her from her front and rear entrances.
With two wet fingers, she coated Les' prick and eased his member into her asshole.
"Joyce, you start in on your own exotic equipment while Ben and I watch. When his joy-stick begins to swell, I will begin on it, then all four of us will go."
Grace put two fingers back in her own cunt, and gently braced herself against Les' beginning assault. "I just want to watch your prick, Ben, and see all the motions it makes coming to life, then, bending over a little, erecting a little more, and then, finally getting ready for my lips and tongue. Watch Joyce real close, Ben, because she is an expert at masturbating herself. "
"And I love it, too, Grace. As son as we get home, I will come over to your house a few afternoons a week, and we will have a session while waiting for our husbands to come home. Wives can't get enough of each other, and the way nature put us together, the husbands do not miss anything."
"That's right, Joyce. It simply makes us that much hotter for a session with our husbands at night, or a swap with each other's husbands. Listen, now that our fingers are real soaked with cunt juice, reach back and tease your asshole a little." Joyce complied. "There, Les, isn't that cute? Oh, Ben, your pecker rose up a little more just watching your partner handle that hole.
And I can feel Les' cock growing and straining at my rectum canal."
Grace lowered her face almost to Ben's growing pecker. "I guess I better start in on your shaft, Ben, so you won't be behind the others. I want to kiss it a little. Then lick it up and down. Then I'll suck on your nuts a little. Shall I?"
"There's only one answer to that," Ben gasped, and Grace eased her mouth farther down. Up and down its length she kissed the growing cock. Then she put her tongue out all the way and licked it on every side. Feeling Les' cock pulsing more and more toward ejaculation, she hustled on and his cock stood at complete attention. Then she had to quit.
"Listen, people, the time is almost here. I'll play with my tits with one hand while I work on Ben's balls. You all watch my hand. When I take it away from my hot tits and put it on my cunt, that is the signal for Joyce and Les to fire as soon as they can.
"I'll make Ben squirt in my mouth and my hand will bring me satisfaction. Try to make it all at the same time with a four-way fuck! I can't talk with my mouth full of Ben's pulsing pecker, so just go ahead as much together as you can!" Grace sucked Ben's balls nearly out of shape before she moved back up to his purple-tipped prick. "Ben, you and Les can both see my fingers if you will just watch carefully." It was Joyce speaking now. "I have an extra long clit and it is just awfully sensitive. So, I simply take two fingers and go around every side of it to bring myself all the stimulation I can until I am ready for my orgasm.
"I'm getting awfully close now, and I like to think of my clitoris as a little prick that is powerful enough though it is small, since it is connected up to the rest of my sexual system. My fingers are gripping and sliding all over it now, and I can't wait anymore to fuck myself, Grace. All of you go! ALL OF YOU FUCK!!! Fuck Grace's butt-hole with your prick, Les. Fuck Grace's lips and tongue, Ben, full of your come sauce! FUCK YOURSELF, GRACE!!! I am fucking mad and I'm going to fuck, fuck, fuck!!!"
So violent was Joyce's masturbation that she collapsed all over Ben so that it nearly plumped his prick out of Grace's mouth before she could harvest all his fuck juice. So excited were their watchers that all began to come just as Les fired his wad into Joyce's blistering asshole.
Thus did Grace finish her third activity.
Nearly two hours went by while the couples rested before Grace called them to order and prepared for her final activity.
"This is nun her eighteen on the list, you fuckers, and it is just ideal for a passionate woman who likes to be around another woman.
"Sue, why don't you come up here and get a real warm-up for your featured night tomorrow? I will need two husbands, too. One besides my partner for tonight, that is. Earl, since you originated this vacation, you're entitled to be up here."
.Sue and Earl hurried to Grace and Les' bed and listened for further instructions.
"Lie down, Sue, and I will lie on top of you. We will have a time with ourselves, and the men will do all the action on our cracks with their fingers. Our watchers will get a real good look, since we will both have our legs wide apart. Your crack will be facing up and mine will be facing down while the men operate on us. Everybody understand?"
Grace lowered herself over the college girl's body beauty. Her enormous breasts flattened themselves on Sue's upturned bosoms. Their pelvis regions touched in a sensuous embrace. She began to French-kiss the married woman, and Grace returned her sucking tongue action. Les started in on Sue's cunt sides and Earl stroked Grace's pulpy cunt as the slime began to gather all over its silky surface.
Up and down the men's fingers traveled, gripping the women's clits. Grace moaned, and Sue bent her arm around to take Grace's right tit in her own delicate fingers. Each massaged the other's breast within the tight embrace their bodies made with each other.
Then, at a signal, the men exchanged cunts with their fingers. The two queens of fuck made their hips squirm ever more at this change of stimulation, and the two men were pleased to note how near they were to reaching orgasm.
"Are you about to slide over the edge, Grace?" Earl asked. The top woman could only nod her head as her glistening tongue was locked with Sue's in a passionate lock.
"They're just about to make it, Earl," Les called to his partner in masturbation of beautiful women.
As if by signal, each man slid a finger into his partner's asshole and the two swooned away in utter bliss.
Grace rolled off Sue, and Les immediately rammed his pecker into her drenched twat, and Earl did the same with Sue so that each woman on the spotlighted bed had pecker-ramming as well as finger-fucking to finish them off for the night. Since Sue had Left Tippy to join Grace, Tippy had to hurry over to Ila, because Earl had left the high school girl to get in the spotlight, so that all the couples could make their last screwing session of the next-to-last night of their swapping vacation a rousing, fucking ball!!
Fucking, fucking and more fucking is all this hot little group could think about! There was probably more come in that cabin than water in all the oceans of the world!!!
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Soon it was time to sleep again, after a hard day of fucking to beat the band.
CHAPTER TEN
All the couples soaked up sun and vitamins the next day, adding plenty of vegetable juice to their diet, and came to the dinner table as hungry as possible, many of them after taking naps and short hikes. As they trooped into the living room, Earl searched his list to see that everything would be taken care of that had been planned for their last night.
Les Cooks turned on the spotlight for the featured bed, and Ben checked all the mikes for volume. When Earl was satisfied with the plans, he spoke.
"Our college girl is the featured woman for our last night, and her partner is the lucky Al Bacus. Joyce Cooks will share intimacies with our college student, Ned Harney. Bonnie and Ben will find out all about each other, while his wife screws me into the throes of ecstasy. That leaves Ila with Les, And Grace will entertain our high school graduate, Tippy Gans. All ready, Sue?"
"You bet you pecker, I'm ready, Earl, but I would like to make a little change. It would be better if I could switch my first two activities in order to do number nine with part of my clothes on-to make it more exciting-and then number four after I am entirely naked with all the husbands and wives and Ila and Tippy and Ned getting their fill of watching what I do."
Earl consulted his list again, and nodded his head: "Sure, that's all right. Go ahead, I'm going to do my share of looking, too, believe me.
The others noted that Sue had changed into a fairly long, black dress for dinner, the skirt of which was wide-pleated, and they now began to wonder if this would fit into her execution of her first activity. They did not have long to wait.
"Come on over to our bed, Al. You will be able to get the best look at me, but stay a little over to the side so the others can watch, too."
Al stepped over to the spotlighted bed, and hurried off with his clothes. The watching couples did the same, and watched Sue pick idly at her auburn hair. When everybody but Sue was naked, she slid off her shoes, and stood up on the bed, in her stocking feet. She slowly raised her full skirt to her knees, then halfway up her thighs. Her plump, round thighs were so sexy that all six peckers attached to the men present began to imitate the sun in the morning, i.e., they rose high in the sky. Even the women and Ila gazed in admiration.
Then Sue said, as she stopped short of pulling her skirt off, "Oh, I almost forgot, my lead-off activity is to masturbate. I just thought it would be more fun for everybody if I left my clothes on. We'll see."
Sue slid the zipper down on the front of her dress a ways, then stopped. Reaching around her, she undid her bra. Placing one hand under it, she looked first at one breast and then the other, to reassure herself that those luscious pretties were ready to be bared naked before her voyeurs on the other beds. Then she started raising her skirt again. Up to her hips it went this time.
Turning her back on her watchers, she lifted the back of her skirt up to her hips while the front dropped down again. Sue leaned over until her back was parallel with the bed. Holding up her skirt with one hand across the upper part of her hips, she reached for the elastic of her panties with the other hand. Slowly and tantalizingly, she slid her fingers around the elastic of her panties with the other hand. Slowly and tantalizingly, she slid her fingers around the elastic, then gripped it.
Slowly, she started to slide it down. Teasingly, she exposed the round, pink buttocks ever so slowly. The cleft showed up like the sides of a mitten, a little wisp of the asshole curls showing. Just as the panties reached the cross-crease at the lower edge of her buttocks, Sue let loose. Slowly again, she lowered her skirt.
She turned around and faced her watchers again, her face now flushed from leaning over and her excitement as the exhibitionist for the evening. Up went the front of the skirt again until the top of the elastic of her panties was reached again. Holding the skirt up again, she eased the front of her panties slowly down until they just cleared the reddish-brown, thick curls around her cunt.
Sue smiled at all her eager watchers and then looked down at Al, who was intently ogling the partially exposed nakedness above him. Holding her skirt with one hand at the level of her navel, Sue gingerly placed the other hand over her twat curls. Then she slid her finger farther in.
She flexed her knees and stooped a little more. In a partial crouch, she began to massage the inside of her sex. The in-and-out action of her hand bumped across the top of the bunched panties, remaining resolutely at half-mast for all to see.
"Oh, damn, people, I have to pay attention to my tits, too. They just have to be in on the action when I masturbate." She dropped her skirt, and it stopped on top of her massaging hand. The hand sped up to her bra. She pushed it aside and exposed one tit entirely. Mashing her breast down, she gradually eased up on it and tenderly fondled first the nipple until it was quite erect, and then divided her attention between the brown aureoles and the sensitive underside of her gorgeous mammaries.
She parted her legs a little more and squatted a tiny bit more. "Can you all see me?" Without waiting for an answer, she smiled at them all, and increased the action of one hand on her cunt and the other on her tit. Then she changed her upper hand to the other breast, and increased the plunging fingers' action in her juicy cunt.
Then, suddenly, she turned around. Leaning over, she knelt on hands and knees. She raised her skirt until it lay across the top of her hips. Her yellow panties were bunched into a horizontal knot, just below the ledge of her voluptuous buttocks.
She went at her juicy cunt from the front, and, through the gap between her thighs, her audience could just see her fingers working into her crack. Her other hand kept busy on one tit after another. That is, she went from tit to tit. "Oh, people, you've got no idea how mildly exciting this feels. My clitty is so sensitive to touch, I could do this any hour of the day or night. I could even do it in church-it feels that good. I work two fingers around its elongated tip like a child putting his two lips on the end of a banana for the first bite. It just about makes me swoon with delicious delight. Some of the time, I don't even try to put my fingers into my steaming vagina. I just leave that for a man. Is that the way some of you other women do?"
"Part of the excitement of playing with my own juicy cunt," Ila interrupted, "is thinking how excited the rest of it will get when a probing prick rims the inside and starts begging me to orgasm. Oh, fiddle-dee-dee, I don't know whether to finish myself off while you are watching or let someone else do it."
Then Sue began to moan on the featured bed. "ARRRGGGGGHHHH," she cried.
"We'll all come and stand right behind you, Sue." It was Tippy. The rest joined him in speeding from their own beds to get a long look.
Sue's butt-hole began to wink at them as the beginning of her orgasm approached. Faster and faster her fingers went, the slime showing now on her fingers as they slid out of her cunt in their delicious in-and-out motions. Her moans became louder and more agonizing. Then her butt thrashed back and forth sideways.
"Arrrgggghhhh," Sue maintained, "this is the greatest I ever did for myself. It's having interested people watching me that does it. My legs are so trembly that they are about to collapse. Watch close! I'm about to go in a delirious trance while I masturbate my slippery cunt! Watch! Everybody! I'm fucking, fucking, FUCKING!!!"
Then there was no more. Sue fell over sideways in total collapse, with her straining still at half-mast. The other couples ran to their beds to do their fucking, while Al ripped Sue's skimpies off her and found the heated vagina Sue had been talking about. All the way in was lubricated with her cunt juice, and he had only to ram three times before he slammed his own fuck juice into the college girl's gripping, nipping cunt.
Sue's crack was temporarily satisfied, but her mouth was not. Before rolling out from under Al's body, after its plunging exercise into her torrid twat, Sue called out: "My next activity needs another man up here in the spotlight with me and Al. Tippy, you are real young and your cock is long and slender. Come on up here by my extra partner. I will French both you and Al, and neither of you will know which one I will make squirt first. Only God will know. Sounds like fun, eh?"
Tippy left Al's wife and sped to Sue's side, where he lay down beside her. His pecker was still wet from the co-mingled secretions of his own juice and Al's wife's special sauce. Keeping her lips together, Sue just barely kissed the sloping surface just short of the tip. She leaned over and did the same on the other slope of the tip. His cock throbbed slightly. Then Sue let up entirely and she moved all the way to the underside of the boy's nuts.
Opening her mouth wide, she encompassed one whole nut. Slowly pushing it out like she would a peach pit, she started to gobble the other nut. After a few seconds, she pushed it out, too. Tippy's cock was almost entirely hard again. Sue stuck out her tongue and traced a long, slow line all the teasing way to the tip. When Tippy began to squirm, Sue put a nut back in her mouth and chomped down hard on it. Then she moved over to Al's soft, resting shaft.
"This is what I like. Taking a pecker all the way from soft to hard. Now listed to the rest of my activity. As soon as one of you sees me make the other squirt in my mouth, he must straddle me right away and pour into me just as fast as he can. You hear?"
Sue put her mouth down Al's softness. From the hairs at the base, Sue put out her tongue as far as she could. With the fastest motion possible, she made one swipe clear to the tip. Al's cock stirred a little. Then along the other side in the same motion, like a house painter taking a quick slash with a brush along a board. His cock stirred a little more. She took the entire end in her mouth and squeezed with all the force of her soft, pulsing lips. Just as it was beginning to rear up, Sue went back to Tippy's pecker. Al and Tippy were lying parallel to Sue, on either side.
This time, Sue made three fast motions of the boy's cock all the way into her throat. Tippy's shaft was now completely hard. It throbbed when she let it slip out of her mouth. Al's cock was waiting. She planted eight tender kisses in a row along the entire length. Back to Tippy's pecker, Sue first looked at it with gusto.
She took the whole pecker in her mouth and clasped it in her lips tightly. Al decided the girl might make the boy squirt this time, so he watched Tippy's face. Sure enough, his facial muscles began to draw and his eyes bulged. Al climbed over Sue, who kept Tippy's pecker in her mouth.
Into Sue's cunt Al drove, hurrying to bring her his spouting dew. Watching Sue's lips, he saw the boy's cock swell with the emissions of his manhood. Two more plunges, and Al poured his own offering into the college girl's clinging cunt.
The other couples were so nearly ready that they lost no time. Ned discharged into Joyce's cunt in four strokes while Ben Deane was only seconds behind him with Earl Allen's wife. Earl rammed Ben's wife in the asshole in only a few strokes, and Ila sucked off Grace while Les ravaged her cunt from behind, since Grace's partner, Tippy, had been on the spotlighted bed.
Nearly two hours later, Sue took charge again. My third activity is number nineteen on the list. I will need a set of partners for this, and Al will mostly eagerly watch. Then he will make up for it on the fourth and last activity. Let's see. The rules forbid a husband and wife actually fucking each other, but this is simply helping me with my activity. So, I want Ben and Jennie Deane to join me on the spotlighted bed. Comin?"
Earl called out, "I will ask Ila to come and be my bed partner for this, then my wife can go and join Ila's present partner, Les Cooks. Then we will be completely swapped again. Okay, everybody?"
The double exchange was made, and Sue went on. "This is just a little change from Frenching a man's prick, and I think you will like it, Ben. Jennie, you sit up straight, with your legs out in front of you. I will suck and lick your husband's prick until it is almost erect enough to be useful on a bed.
"Then, I'll have Ben scoot under your legs with his member pointing in the air. It will be tipping up between your legs about half-way up your thigh. I'll tell you what to do next, later." Sue leaned over and found Ben's limp prick. Taking it gingerly between two fingers, she looked at it carefully for nearly two minutes, occasionally squeezing it the least bit with her fingers. It started to come alive.
"The way I will do this, you will not be sure whether you wife is really making you spurt that fuck sauce our from those squirming balls in their tight sacs, or if I'm doing it." Sue extended her tongue and licked up and down the entire length of his now erect pecker.
"You probably don't slip it between your wife's thighs very often, do you? It is a little different way of getting all-over squeezing. Your wife's thighs are real plump and sexy and so are the other wives here on the vacation. Any one of them could make you lose your manhood with the right kind of teasing with your stiff member between their thighs.
"Let me kiss and suck the end of it a little. Do you think your husband likes that, Jennie? He is not saying much. But his eyes are beginning to roll and his legs twitch. As soon as I kiss and suck it some more, I will put it between your legs, Jennie."
Sue bent to her exhilarating task of alternately kissing and sucking Ben's prick while Jennie watched her husband prepare for orbit into sexual pleasure.
Sue let up and asked, "Can the rest of you see? If not, this little boy is now a rampaging stud, ready to scrutinize anything in sight. Oh, did I pop a funny? Scoot under your wife's legs, Ben. That's it."
Jennie spread her licentious legs slightly, then lowered them over her husband's pecker.
"Just as I thought," Sue went on, "this red nosed rammer just shows nicely over the top of Jennie's thighs. I can barely reach it." She knelt and caressed all over the knob and down onto Jennie's beefy thighs. "Whoa, Ben, don't fire yet! Now, Jennie, raise your knees up and down about an inch or two at each stroke with your husband's cock sweetly imprisoned between.
"We'll both watch his face so we'll know when he is about to spurt. Go to it! Just slow strokes. You won't have to hustle, not if I know the signs."
Jennie began her squeezing strokes and Ben's pecker stuck even farther out, the bloodied head contrasting with the tan-pink color of his wife's voluptuous legs.
"Look, Jennie, your husband's pecker is turning slowly from a bright red to a touch of purple. I wonder if it will be fairly dark purple by the time he turns his tap on for us? Well, we will soon find out. Watch Ben's face, Jennie." Sue leaned over the two who were locked in a strange, and probably illegal, embrace. Her mouth slipped easily over Ben's pecker and she raised her head up and down in time with Jennie's masturbating motions with her plump thighs. Then Jennie began to watch Ben's face.
"You are just about to go, aren't you Ben? I can tell. Don't wait. Oust that thick, milky stuff that Sue likes so well, whenever you can. Your balls are churning like mad ... I know from the signs. They will make all the spouting come sauce that Sue can swallow. Give it to her now, Ben! Stay there Sue. Keep your tongue down inside your mouth and let your lips do all the work.
"Swallow all that delicious fuck-dew and then you will have something delicious to think about on your last activity."
Ben's eyes rolled more and more and then his legs tried to get out from under that delightful prison as his come started to flow.
"Now, Sue, suck it right. I can feel his cock veins throbbing like made. That's it! Fuck her mouth, Ben! Fill it full of fuck sauce and remember it the next time I French you. Now! NOW! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!!"
When the last drop of come had found its way into Sue's throat, she finally let up. Jennie eased her legs away, giving all her watchers a look at her asshole and bare cunt as she did so. Leaving Sue and Al just one more activity on the list.
"My last activity," Sue said, "the final one of our vacation, if fairly simple, but you will get to see a bit of action before you start in on your own individual fucking. I need another couple up here. Let's see ... Bonnie, who don't you and Les come up here? Then Ila can go over to Ben and tend to his cock."
Sue told Bonnie and Les to lie down right in front of the spotlight, next to each other, on their backs.
"I will be leaning over you, and Al will get to screw my butt-hole." The pair got into position, and Les put his left arm around Bonnie's shoulder and the other arm on her nearest breast.
Sue leaned down over her visiting couple. Then she slowly edged her knees farther and farther apart so the cheeks of her rear exposed the rich, reddish-brown curls around her cunt as well as the tight hole just above it, ringed with a few more well-placed, short, silky curls. Al gazed longingly at all this and his cock began to swell. Both couples on the beds at either side could also get a good view of Sue's private parts, so willingly exhibited for all to see.
Sue pulled the mike close to her head so it was leaning over Bonnie's hip. Sue gripped Les' soft cock between two fingers and slid a finger of her other hand into Bonnie's cunt. Teasing and tantalizing the sexual equipment of the two below her, she spoke into the mike.
"Al, let your soft prick nuzzle all around the outside of my asshole until it just begins to have a little erection. Then reach it down a short ways and lubricate it with the lips of my naked cunt. Then, ease it against the surface of my ass and take you time getting into it."
"She continued: "The reason I like Al in my asshole is that he has such a tickle in his pickle, and he doesn't try to force me. That way I get more fun out of it. I can almost get an orgasm looking at your cock, Les, and, Bonnie, your palpitating cunt is nice too. I'm going to make Les squirt up into the air and give Bonnie a squirming orgasm."
Bonnie was just on the verge of orgasm, Sue noted, so she decided to work fast. Then she noticed that Les' cock was big and hard. "Your pecker is just about to juice me, Les."
Sue continued: "Soon after he shoots, I will have to crap, and, if one of the women wants to, she can lick it as it comes out because it will have lots of Al's come on it! Oh, Bonnie is coming now! Les, Spurt in my hand! Al, ram it up my asshole," she shouted, nearly out of her mind with sexual delirium.
"All the rest of you, go fuck-fuck and suck!!! Don't stop! JUST FUCK, FUCK, FUCK AND THEN FUCK SOME MORE-DON'T STOP FUCKING!!!
