Secretary for swapping

CHAPTER TEN

If there was any doubt in either Trixie or Jennie's mind that the weekend at the cabin would be less titan fantastic, it was dispelled during the first afternoon. The halls between the bedrooms were alive with shuffling feet.

Pint the men moved from room to room in search of sexual delights. And then, after a short nap, it was the women's turn.

AU in all, it was a wild, exciting and totally satisfying afternoon. In the course of five hours, nearly everyone had gotten around to everyone else. But it had all been done in the privacy of the bathroom, most women reasoned that it would be a lot more fun in a group.

So that evening they planned a cookout on a grassy hillside beside a stream that flowed.

After a light dinner and several drinks, Trixie slyly suggested that the youngest member of the group, female member that is, do a strip to start off the evening's entertainment.

"Don't do it, Gloria," Mike chimed in her ear.

"Why not?" the young wife countered. "I want to!"

"Well, I don't want you to."

"You've…" Gloria said. "You've fucked nearly every girl here and I've fucked nearly every man, except the boy. Why be a hypocrite? I'm going to do it!"

"I don't… please I…"

But her husband couldn't stop her. Gloria jumped up when Trixie found something sexy on the radio and started dancing.

Mike watched her with clenched jaws. He knew he shouldn't be angry. His wife was becoming exactly what he wanted; a way sexy lady. But he somehow didn't want her being sexy in front of everybody else!

Gloria moved around the soup. Her dress seemed to be a part of her, clinging in all the right places. At last she moved back toward her own husband. The sight of her animal-like gyrations was giving Mike a hard-on that swelled painfully in his swim trunks.

In perfect time with the music, she gyrated her hips, humping her cunt mound towards his face. Coyly her lips pursed and formed the words, "Eat me," as she squeezed and kneaded her red-tipped tits, clearly visible under the thin material.

Slowly the bits and pieces of clothing melted from her body. The music gave way to a steady rhythmic beat. She moved sensually, leaning far back, her hips arching towards the sky, thighs corded tautly, supporting her weight. He could see the outline of her mass of matted pussy hair, and he remembered the many times he had spread those ample thighs and the thought made his prick tingle.

Suddenly, Gloria was on the ground, writhing before her husband. Her voice was screeching, begging and imploring him to fuck her.

The others in the circle took up the chant. His eyes found the juicy, fur-lined lips of her cunt and his prick ached.

She wants it, he thought, she really wants my cock! But no, not in front of all these people!

"C'mon, you phony bastard!" Gloria was screaming. "You always said I never wanted to fuck you enough. Well, now I do! Fuck me, or somebody else will! Fuck meeeee!"

"No… no, I won't!"

"Yes!" Gloria hissed defiantly. "You wanted pussy – this pussy! Now fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me just the way you've fucked ail these other women all afternoon!"

"Fuck her, Mike! Fuck her, Mike!" shouted the others.

Mike remained frozen in place, refusing to believe that this was really happening. Then he heard snickering laughter and looked down. It was Paul.

"If you don't fuck her," the boy said, "I will. I haven't fucked her yet, and she's almost my age!"

That was too much for the young husband. Rage filled his mind and body. In one tremendous yank, he bared his hard cock and fell to his knees. With fingers like talons, he grabbed Gloria's thighs.

"Open your legs," he snarled. "Open your legs as far as they go, you fucking slut!"

Gloria's whole body was alive with uncontrollable passion. The young wife spread her sensually curved legs wide apart so he could kneel up in between her creamy thighs. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to the roused girl, he was finally in position over her.

His rock-hard cock was poised only inches away from the gaping entrance to her pussy. He looked down and saw her lips pulsing and hungry for fulfillment.

"Fuck me, fuck me!" she wailed, sending chills of excitement rippling up his spine. God, she was acting like a whore… a beautiful, passionate whore who loved to fuck.

"You fucking bitch, cunt, whore!" he screamed, as the others started narrowing the circle around them.

In spite of her husband's rage, tingling sensations of savage desire were dancing and rippling through Gloria's belly. She needed a hard, throbbing cock inside her pussy, a long stiff cock that would split her hungry little cunt apart like a log. She had to have it, had to have Mike's thickly pulsing prick.

"Ram it in my pussy, damn you!" she shrieked, her head thrown back, her arms straining to support herself as her hair flowed over the ground.

Mike lurched forward into the vee of her widespread legs and guided the pulsing head of his long, thick hardness into her sopping cuntal slit. He held it between the juicy lips as they hungrily clasped around it.

"Get inside me! Stick your cock in my pussy!" Gloria wailed frantically, bucking her hips up and down in a dance of uninhibited desire.

Mike's cock quivered with excitement at the wet entrance to his wife's wide-gaping cunt. Then the young husband was unable to hold back any longer. Almost viciously, he reached beneath her naked buttocks and dug his fingers into the softly yielding flesh. At the same time, he suddenly shoved his hips forward, spurred on by her bare heels digging into his back, and rammed his rigid shaft hard into her waiting pussy.

"Yaaaaaggggghhhhh!" she screamed deliriously, her buttocks churning in delight against his embedded cock, her thighs coming together and wrapping around his neck like a vise.

His huge prick barreled inside her cunthole which began to twitch and pulse around it like a hungry animal. She arched her back and began grinding her hips up and down in a sexual frenzy as he fucked rhythmically in and out of her throbbing young pussy.

Nothing mattered any more except getting that exquisitely pulsating mass of flesh inside her craving belly. She was desperate for it, desperate for it to explode all through ha belly. God, it was thick, and it was her husband's! He had never been this turned on before, and she was determined to enjoy it to the hilt.

"Get it inside me. Ram it!" she cried obscenely, gritting her teeth, her whole body twitching with lewd passion. He moved forward slightly, shoving his cockhead just a little deeper, unable to control the shudders of pleasure rippling up and down his spine as her cuntlips worked around it. He let it rest there a second in the warm nest of her pussy, feeling complete mastery over her.

"You sadistic bastard," she hissed. "Oh, how I hate you! Fuck me!"

In desperation, she dug her heels between his buttocks, spurring and kicking him to make him move. God, she couldn't stand it a second longer. She needed his cock now, needed it more than anything she had ever desired in her life.

Mike was poised to ram his prick deep into his wife's quivering belly when he saw a movement out of the corner of his eye.

He saw the young boy, Paul, crawling quickly across the ground, his naked cock rigid in his hand.

Mike could only stare in awe as he watched the boy kneel over his wife's face.

Grinning lewdly, Paul poised his cock inches away from her open mouth.

"Put it in my mouth," she moaned frantically. "Yes! Let me suck your cock!"

She could see every inch of the underside of his rigidly bulging meat. She wanted it inside her throat. She wanted to lick and suck it as her husband fucked his own wonderfully hard prick into her hotly churning cunt.

Paul reached down and circled his hands around the back of her head, lifting it up as his fingers locked together. He squeezed his legs tight to support her, and her arms suddenly circled around his naked young buttocks.

Mike's cheeks blushed with anger at the spectacle. Damn, she really was nothing but a gutter slut now, and he was going to treat her like one. He was going to fuck her so powerfully that she wouldn't be able to walk for a week!

A deep burst from his chest as he slammed his hips forward, driving his thick cock inside her clasping cunt to the hilt. His buttocks flexed and hollowed as he began ramming in and out, creating sucking noises in her pussy and groans of pleasure from her lips.

Gloria's mouth hung open in invitation. As her stomach churned and bucked in a savage rhythm of lust, Paul's throbbing cock moved in between her red, glistening lips. She ovaled her wet mouth softly around the shaft, nibbling at the head, bringing moans of desire from both their lips. Her whole body was about to explode. She deliberately scraped her tits against the insides of his thighs, making her nipples swell with passion. Her husband's cock was embedded so deeply inside her belly now that she felt she was going to be ripped apart. And she wanted it. She wanted every delicate second of this wild ravishment.

The young wife opened her mouth wide, as wide as it would go, her neck straining, her arms trembling as she clung ferociously to Paul's naked ass cheeks. She let his cock slip inside, let it hang suspended in the wet warmth of her mouth, teasing him until it was unbearable, and then she ran her tongue along the sensitive underside. His prick quivered wildly and droplets of moisture dribbled into her throat, giving a salty taste that made her wild with hunger.

Suddenly, she clamped her lips hard around the thick base of his cock, her teeth tangling with his pubic hair. His cock responded inside her mouth, puffing her cheeks out on either side. She could feel the jerking head dancing against her tonsils, and she began to suck. Her tongue swirled around it, her cheeks bloating and hollowing, her head bobbing back and forth on it as muffled groans rumbled from her throat.

"Aaaaggghhh! Jeez, suck harder, harder!" Paul cried suddenly. "I'm gonna fill your mouth with cum!" His body shuddered, and then his young cock began jerking.

Gloria gagged and coughed as rich streams of his heated sperm flooded her mouth. She swallowed frantically as she sought to suck him dry of every last ounce.

Mike dug his fingers tightly into the warm pliant flesh of her buttocks, watching with powerless anger as the boy in front of him pound and thrust his exploding cock into his wife's greedily gulping mouth. Then it was all over, and Paul stood upright, a pleased smile on his face.

Mike began angrily thrusting his cock inside her cunt once again. He could feel her pussy lips tightening around it, her body shuddering in pleasure, jerking and gyrating up against him to swallow every inch of his giant prick.

Suddenly she spasmed. From deep within her cunt, a fiery liquid burst like a wave. It streamed and flooded around his pistoning cock, spewing down the sides of her thighs, her cunt lips jerking and palpitating in an insane rhythm.

"I'm there… Oh God I'm there! Aaarrrggghhhh!" she screamed, the sound of her passion echoing through the night air.

Mike had held back his own orgasm until he could stand it no longer. And now, as his thick muscular cock struck deep into the depths of her belly, he felt the jizz pouring from the tip of his wildly jerking prick in a never-ending stream of passion. Beneath him, his wife's lush young body twisted from side to side in a dance of joyous abandon, and she was moaning out his name over and over as she continued to orgasm until, finally, her eyes rolled up in her head and she lapsed into unconsciousness.

And around them, the ground was strewn with naked, fucking bodies. Milt Harris was on his knees behind Jo Ann Henderson, pouring his meat up her asshole as she sucked on her own son's cock, trying to revive it after he had shot into Gloria's mouth.

Suddenly, Milt's vision was tilled with russet pubic hair. He looked up into his wife's smiling face.

"What do you think?" Trixie said.

"I think we got ourselves a new group!"

"A new fucking group!" Trixie laughed triumphantly. "Eat my pussy!"