Secretary for swapping

CHAPTER SIX

Jennie Davis was so excited at what Trixie had just told her that she could hardly hold her coffee cup steady. "That's wild, Trixie, absolutely crazy! After you left last night, Moss and I fucked some more and we ended up talking about the very same thing."

"You mean about expanding our swinging little group?"

"Yeah," Jennie giggled, making her full tits jiggle provocatively in the sheer nightie she still wore.

"Do you have another couple in mind?"

"Well, kind of another couple," Jennie replied hesitantly.

"It doesn't make any difference if they're married or not," Trixie said.

"Oh, they're not married," Jennie said, and then threw back her head and laughed.

"Just so they like to fuck, that's all. Do you know who were thinking about?"

"Who?" Jennie asked, squeezing her thighs together under the table.

"My cousin Gloria and her new husband, Mike!"

"Hmmmm, Mike I can understand. He's one hell of a hunk. But Gloria?"

"Then well leave it up to the boys to unfreeze her!" Trixie giggled.

"Wonderful. I'll call Moss at the office and have him invite our couple up to your cabin for the weekend. Just thinking about eight of us romping around together, sucking and fucking, instead of the usual four, has made me hotter than hell!"

"Good Lord, Jennie, it's only nine o'clock in the morning," Trixie teased.

"So what? I'm hotter than a Saturday night whore! Here, feel my pussy!" The blonde pulled her sheer negligee up to her waist and stood, legs spread wide, in front of her friend.

Trixie sent an exploring finger up and down the other woman's cuntal slit. "Wow, Jennie, your pussy's soaking!"

"See what I mean? Wanna go into the living room and make it together?"

"Now? You mean, just you and me?"

"Sure, why not? Hell, it wouldn't be the first time we've ever sucked each other's pussies."

"I know, but we've always had the boys there to finish us off."

"So we'll finish ourselves off. C'mon, Trixie, I wanna suck your cunt like crazy!"

Trixie had always enjoyed eating some pussy, along with having her cunt filled with cock. But she'd never made it with another girl alone. She wasn't sure she liked the idea, but the more she stared at the cunt-juice running down her blonde friend's inner thighs, the more she liked the idea. "Hell," she shrugged, "why not?"

"I was hoping you'd say yes," Jennie smiled, and slithered her arms around Trixie's body until she could clutch the redhead's ass-cheeks through the rough material of her skin.

Trixie could feel her cuntlips begin to quiver with desire as Jennie's fingers dug into her ass. Her eyes closed and a low, lusty moan came from her throat as she felt her tits being pushed against Jennie's barely-covered mounds.

Jennie's mouth sought Trixie's. In another instant, the blonde forced her tongue between Trixie's full lip. Humping her cunt up against Trixie's, Jennie thrilled to the feel of the girl's rough skirt against the sensitive lips of her pussy.

"Christ, let's go!" Jennie croaked. "We can do the old massage routine on each other!"

As they climbed the stairs to Moss' sauna and massage room, Trixie let her hand rest on Jennie's rolling ass-cheeks. Before they had entered the small massage room, Trixie's fingertips were toying with the tight ring of the blonde's asshole.

"Jesus, I'm hot!" Jennie cried. "Get your fucking clothes off and lay down on the table!"

"Don't you want to take a sauna first?" Trixie teased, as she quickly shipped away her clothes.

"I told ya, I'm hot enough as it is!" Jennie watched as Trixie lay naked across the table. Just looking at the redhead's big, sexy body was enough to keep the juices boiling in her own cunt.

But she wanted to do a hell of a lot more than just look. Jennie grabbed a towel and liberally sprinkled it with powder. Then, with Trixie lying on her stomach, she worked down from her shoulders, across her back and into the deep crack between the mounds of her ass-cheeks.

Trixie was fascinated by the intense look on Jennie's face as she pulled her buttocks apart and worked the thick towel up and down the shadowy crevice. Special attention was paid to the tight ring of the redhead's asshole, and the sound of contented moans was soon filling the small room.

"Turn over!" Jennie commanded hoarsely as she again sprinkled powder on the towel.

Trixie pound her cunt into the padded top of the table one last time and then flipped over onto her back. She spread her legs as far apart as she could. She could see Jennie's fingers trembling slightly as the fluffy towel came down onto her thrusting tits.

Through the thickness of the terrycloth, Jennie rolled Trixie's hard nipples between her fingers. Her touch was more skilled than any woman Trixie had ever enjoyed. She could feel the tips of her tits swell with lust, sending spasms of desire surging through every muscle in her relaxing body.

"Get on the table while you do the rest of me," Trixie said, and practically pulled the blonde up to her.

Jennie knelt on her knees, with her ass facing Trixie's head. With her friend's back to her, Trixie had a chance to enjoy her lovely asshole. Sinking her sharp nails into each rounded globe of flesh, she pulled them apart and burrowed her beautiful face into the deep crack.

Jennie didn't bother with the towel as she moved her hands down across Trixie's flat stomach to the steaming hole of her cunt. As she worked the edges of her nails over the throbbing clit, she felt the redhead's tongue worming its way into her asshole.

Trixie's body began to tremble as she felt two fingers pulling apart her aching cuntlips. Exposed to the cool air, her pussy began to flood with thick cream. She waited expectantly for the feel of Jennie's mouth on her clit, the feel of her cunt juices being sucked from her quivering belly.

But Jennie had other things in mind. She really wanted to drive Trixie crazy with lust before pressing her lips to the gaping hole between her legs. With Trixie's tongue still delving into the depths of her asshole, Jennie lowered her own face between the girl's thighs.

Trixie's body became suddenly, wildly alive as Jennie pressed her full, rich lips to her cunt. Climax after climax burst through her brain as she felt the long, thin tongue pushing its way into the burning folds of her hole.

And then they were side by side on the table, fucking their cunts into each other's faces. Jennie tried to mash her mouth, her nose, and her chin into and against the lovely red-haired cunt. She moaned and thrashed around hotly, while Trixie fucked her face. She squashed her own hot cunt hard onto Trixie's willing mouth. Both girls were moaning and thrashing under each other's tongue lashing.

The two inexperienced lesbians soon became quite adept at pleasing each other. They sucked, licked, kissed, tongued and fingered. They fondled each other's solid tits and stroked each other on the ass cheeks.

Jennie felt herself melting into a hot, creamy pool of passion. She stared lovingly at the hot cunt she was sucking. Moving quickly down with both hands, she spread the lips of the girl's pussy and gently blew a slow stream of air into it through her pursed lips. The sensation almost drove Trixie insane. She surged her hips and pelvis upward.

"Oh, please, please, Jen, eat me! Lick and suck my cunt harder!"

Jennie dipped her head between Trixie's gyrating thighs and lashed the tip of her tongue out to the struggling girl's cunt.

Trixie exploded again on touch, writhing in a frenzy of ecstatic, shattering spasms. She dipped her own head forward and sucked in the huge clit that Jennie offered her. Gulping it between her eager lips, Trixie sucked hard, letting her tongue tease the same way her friend was doing.

Jennie jerked hard, moaned, then increased her own efforts even more, soon sending the willing girl over the crest of still another vibrating climax.

Now both were locked together, sampling and savoring each other's cunt with abandon. Trixie spread her legs as far as possible, eager not to miss any of the exciting experience. Jennie likewise had her long, lovely legs parted, and was thrusting herself hard toward the mouth of her beautiful friend.

Together, the two accomplished repeated spiraling, shattering climaxes that left their bodies damp and exhausted. After nearly an hour of this exquisite torture, Trixie could stand no more.

She gasped, "Oohhh, please, no more! I can't take any more!"

Jennie, equally exhausted, reluctantly licking Trixie's sweet cunt a few last, lingering kisses, letting her tongue settle delicately on the protruding and quivering clit. Quickly running the pointed tip of her tongue over the rim and outer lips of her pussy, she raised her head and gazed happily at her friend.

"Trixie, you are fantastic!" she smiled. "Now you rest a little bit while I call Moss at the office. I want him to line up our donation to the new group for the weekend!"

"Then what?" Trixie asked.

"Then I'll be back to fuck you with my new dildo – the one Moss bought me for my birthday. You'll love it! The damn thing's three inches thick and a foot long!"

Jo Ann hummed softly as she walked along the hall toward Moss Davis' office. His wife had called and wanted him to call her back right away. He hadn't answered his intercom, so Jo Ann had decided to personally take him the message.

She was happy. It was truly a beautiful morning. She and Paul had fucked twice more that morning before she left for work. His youthful cum was still sloshing around deep inside her cunt, and she felt as though a cloud had been lifted from her mind and a weight was gone from her shoulders.

Her whole outlook on life, and on sex, had suddenly changed. Driving to work, she had realized that it couldn't last forever with Paul. He would eventually want to find younger girls, girls his own age. But, if he found the right girl? Well, who knew, maybe it could go on forever!

And even if it didn't, she found herself looking differently at the men in the office, wondering about them weighing each of them as potential lovers. Jo Ann was not only over the fear of sex, she found herself openly looking for it.

Consequently, when she walked into Moss Davis' small office, sex was uppermost in her mind.

Moss was taking a leak. He hadn't expected anyone, so he hadn't closed the door to his tiny restroom. But he was only mildly surprised when he looked up and saw Jo Ann Henderson staring at his cock as he shook it down.

"Like what you see, Jo Ann?" he said, smiling and beginning to stroke his prick instead of shaking it.

"Weil, you've seen one, you've seen 'em all," she said, then turned back toward the outer door. "Your wife wants you to call her, Mr. Davis. She says it's important."

"You're a beautiful woman, Jo Ann," Moss said, coming up behind her and grasping her arm. "It's a shame you're not enjoying all that fantastic body of yours."

Jo Ann smiled to herself. She really had changed. It was downright amusing how brazen she had suddenly become. She turned and faced him, noticing that his cock was now hard and jutting like a pole from his open fly.

"Who says I'm not enjoying it?"

"Well, as far as I can see, you never have any dates. You never go out, or anything."

Jo Ann smiled again. "Maybe I don't have to go out to have my fun."

"As you can see, you've got me plenty hot."

"How do you know I won't scream rape and go running down the hall?"

"I know," Moss said evenly. "I know because of the way you're looking at my cock."

He was right. She had been staring intently at his huge hunk of meat, gauging how far up in her pussy it would go, and how much pleasure it could give her. Now she had given herself away and Moss Davis planned on taking advantage of it. He reached up with both his hands and cupped her huge tits.

"Don't do that," Jo Ann said, pushing his hands away but not moving her body any from him.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't like it."

"Bullshit."

He grasped the warm flesh of her big tits more firmly. Jo Ann closed her eyes as he massaged the huge globes. Her brain said no, but her body was going wild from his touch.

"Jesus, my cock hurts, Jo Ann," he breathed. "It hurts real bad."

"Stop, Mr. Davis… please, stop!"

But instead of stopping, he released her tits and ran his hands down over the flat of her belly. Then, before she could stop him, his hand was under her skirt, his fingers pulling her panties aside to expose her pussy.

He combed his fingers through the thick fleece of her cunt hair and kept going until two fingers had parted the top of her oozing slit.

Jo Ann squealed when his finger touched her clit. "No… oh God, not here!"

He touched the little nub of hot flesh and brought another cry from her lips. Suddenly be felt hot pussy juice pooling around his probing finger. There was no doubt in his mind now that she liked what he was doing.

He slid his exploring finger farther between her soft thighs and found her slick lips, plump and hot and wet. It wasn't hard for him to find her hole. It opened eagerly at his touch. His finger slid easily into the slick valley, up into her hot hole.

Jo Ann moaned like a bitch in heat. His finger felt so good to her. He began to inch farther and farther into her cunt. A flood of pussy juice poured out to soak the palm of his hand. She staggered back against the desk, trembling too much to trust her legs.

Moss moved along with her, keeping his finger lodged in her steaming pussy. He came to rest with his face pressed against her firm tits. On impulse, he stuck out his tongue and began to lick and tease her erect pink nipples through her blouse.

Jo Ann had to stop him. She knew if she let it go any further, she would let him fuck her. And that couldn't be. Even with her new sexual awakening, she knew she couldn't live with herself if she fucked on just impulse.

Or could she?

"Moss?"

"Yeah?"

"You're married… what if I tell your wife?"

Moss threw back his head and laughed. "She'd probably want to join us!"

That shocked Jo Ann, but the full import of it didn't hit her. "Look," she said, trying another tack, "I'll tell you what. If you wait, I'll meet you after work. We can go to a hotel and fuck."

"You got a deal, baby," he smiled.