“I guess Linda found an attraction for Bob as well.”
Stacy nods, and says, “When I told her about Bob she found the idea exciting.”
“Was she concerned with what my reaction might be?”
Stacy arches her shoulders with a mischievous smile. “Linda’s exact words where Bret gets a hard-on every time he sees you. So we might as well try it.”
“Did she mention how embarrassing concealing my erection at work is?”
“No, and I didn’t mention noticing.”
“That explains the four of us, but what about this party you were talking about?”
Stacy reaches between us, positioning my cockhead at her entrance. As I lower her on my dick, she says, “Swinging is a prominent pastime in the club. We’ve made friends with everybody, from topless cabaret dancers to cocktail waitresses. Who’s attending is still in the air. But I assure you, an entertaining day tomorrow.”
I pull her close, and say, “As long as you are here, I’m sure I’ll have no complaints,” before driving my tongue into her mouth.
Stacy stops sucking my tongue long enough to say, “And I assure you, the girls are going to enjoy getting to know you better.”
Stacy is still bobbing on my cock when Linda and Bob come out of the house. His arm is around her waist as she lazily strokes his dick, and Bob asks, “Bret, if I knew this was happening, I’d have called in sick today.”
“From what our wives tell me, this is just the prelude to my birthday party tomorrow.”
“Speaking of the party, I have conformation from six couples and I didn’t see Shelly or Barbra from VIP services tonight.”
My dick twitches at the mention of Shelly and Barbra. Both are the stuff of wet dreams whose job is to ensure our high end guests are happy with their stay. “What time do you guys have this thing scheduled to kick off?”
Stacy says, “You know the casino life. Some people are working day shift, others are working nights. A few have the day off and plan to make a day of it.” She kisses me. “I plan on being here around noon to give Linda a hand setting things up. Bob will join us after his golf game.”
An hour after Stacy and Bob leave, Linda stares sheepishly in my direction from her side of the bed. “Are you alright with all this?”
I nod, easing her legs apart. “There is one thing I’m dying to discover.”
Linda studies me closely as I move between her widespread legs. Ever so slowly I part the lips of her labia and as my cock twitches, white gobs of cum flow from the caverns of her love canal. In fascination, I trace a fingertip between the folds of her pussy, savoring the slickness. “Give me a second to fulfill my fantasy of sinking my dick in your cum soaked gash and I’ll let you know.” With an arch of my hips my whole eight inches is driven balls deep inside the slipperiest confines I’ve ever experienced.
Linda’s legs wrap around my waist as her mouth opens and her eyes close. A moment is needed to catch her breath, and ask, “Well?”
“I think I’m in heaven.”
Nothing about our encounter resembles making love. We are fucking with an unbridled passion unexperienced in years. For the next half hour, our communication is limited to grunts, gasps, and obscenities.
When I catch my breath, I ask, “Does that answer your question?”
Linda moans, and says, “Enjoy it now. After tomorrow, the next few days will be spent with an ice pack on my pussy to reduce the swelling.”
“You might be right. One thing is for sure, you will have a broader variety of suiters to pick from over the next twenty-four hours than any time in your life.”
***
Stacy and Linda have the kitchen table loaded with snack trays and munchies when I come in from cleaning the pool. I ask, “The pool’s ready. What’s next?”
“Sit the snack bar up as a bar and turn on some music.”
By one o’clock it’s ninety degrees on the back deck, and everything is ready for our guests. Then, before I can take a seat, the doorbell sounds. Yvonne and her husband, Don, are on the front steps with Celia and her husband Jack behind them. “Are we on time?” Yvonne asks, holding a tray.
“Your timing is perfect. Welcome.” I took the tray leading the way inside. We engaged in idle chit-chat. I can’t think of anything appropriate to say to potential sex partners, so I just do my best to maintain a friendly air and avoid overstepping any bounds.
Both Yvonne and Celia greet Linda and Stacy with hugs and giggles. Then they take a step back and Don and Jack greet them with kisses and hugs. Don hugs Linda, then kissing her. His hands slowly ascends her body until he’s squeezing her ass.
“Your home is beautiful.”
My attention snaps back to Yvonne. “Thank you. We lucked out finding it.”
Yvonne smiles as she flips her long, curly auburn hair. God, she is beautiful. As much as I wanted to I find asking if she would like to fuck unacceptable. So instead I ask, “Why don’t I give you a tour?”
She hooks an arm in mine, ensuring her breasts are mashing into my bicep. “I would love to, if you could do me one favor.”
“Sure, what do you need?”
“Relax, I won’t bite.”
I point out the living room, hallway bath, the guest rooms, and finally the master bedroom. As we stood beside our king-size bed Yvonne wraps her arms around my neck and gives me a toe curling kiss. As our lips part, Yvonne traces her tongue over my lips, and she says, “You aren’t planning on fucking me before offering me a drink, are you?”
“Certainly not. Sorry if I gave that impression.”
She pooched her lips into a pout. “So you don’t want to fuck me?”
“No, or I mean yes, very much so.”
“Yet you haven’t touched me. If you really wanted me, your hands would be all over me.”
“Trust me, I want to, but this is a first for us. As much as I want you, I don’t want to lose Linda more.”
“Very insightful. Your wife should always come first.”
I take her face in both hands and kiss her passionately. “Give me a chance to ensure Linda is open to this. If she is, I assure you I’ll rock your world.”
She arches her eyebrows. “I can’t wait. Is this the first time you and Linda have played with other people?”
I shrug. “Back home, there was a couple we grew up with. But we have never been with casual associates or strangers.”
Yvonne hooks an arm in mine. “Shall we continue the tour?”
Don and Jack are laughing with Linda in the kitchen. I suppress my urge to inquire how she’s doing with all this and continue to the pool with Yvonne. Celia is sunning in a lounge chair in a micro-bikini, ogling her body with Yvonne on my arm seems wrong, so I didn’t.
Yvonne dips her hand in the pool to check the temperature, and says, “It’s warm.”
“About 85 degrees, just right for moonlight swimming.”
She scans the yard and says, “I can’t wait.”
A gasp escapes my lips coming into the house as Don lifts Linda’s dress over her head. Then, dropping to his knees, his face is waist high as he pulls her panties down her long legs. At the same moment, Jack is removing her bra. When they have her naked, they lead Linda into the living room.
“Are you a voyeur,” Yvonne asks. I nod, and she says, “then you’ll get a thrill out of this.”
Don takes Linda in his arms, kissing her passionately, while Jack undresses. Then Jack turns Linda to face him while Don strips. Linda’s mouth slowly opens as she fixates on Jack’s foot long monster. Her eyes slowly rise to lock with Jack’s, and he smiles with a tilt of his head.
Linda reaches out, the whistle of her sucking air through her teeth fills the room as her hand can only encircle half his shaft. Jack’s hand on her head prods Linda to her knees. Linda giggles as she strokes him with both hands. She nuzzles the head against her cheek before tracing her tongue along the underside from the base to the head. When she has the head wet, Linda gorges as much as she can into her mouth.
Yvonne arches her hips as I grind into her ass. My hands slowly caress a path from her stomach to her breasts, and as Linda pleases Jack with her mouth, Don’s finger is probing Linda’s pussy from behind.
Yvonne asks, “This is the first time you’ve seen Linda with two men, right?”
My gravelly voice surprises me. “Yes.”
“Are you alright with watching? We can go to the bedroom?”
“No way can I miss seeing how much of that anaconda she can take.”
Don enters my wife, and as he starts thrusting I’m bunching Yvonne’s dress in my hands until her pussy is exposed to my touch. Yvonne tilts her head against my shoulder and says, “You realize he’s getting her ready for Jack.”
“And you realize seeing that happen will generate the most God awful urge to fuck you.”
“In that case, quit wrinkling my dress and take it off.”
Once we were both naked our attention returns to Linda just as Don twirls her around to face him. My wife didn’t hesitate. In one fluid motion, Linda’s head comes around and she has Don’s cock in her mouth, almost like she rehearsed the move beforehand. But I didn’t have time to ponder this revelation before Jack spit on his cock and moved behind Linda.
Jack slides his dick between Linda’s legs, running his shaft over the length of her pussy until it glistens with her juices. Then Linda reaches between her legs and positions him at her entrance. An arch of his hips probes the head between the lips of her labia. He takes a firm grip of her hips, pulling her onto his shaft, and with half his dick inside, Jack begins slowly stroking. A full five minutes pass as each stroke drives more of his cock inside until Jack’s pubic bone is finally slapping against her ass.