Dead Swinger Part 15

7am; I get a text from Cap: B and E. 1127 Powell Lane get there asap.

I Reply: Right away.

The break-in was in an upscale suburban community; homeowners returned from Vegas, discovered missing laptop, jewelry, cash. I get all the pertinent info; seemed routine, jimmied patio door, CSI are on the scene; I go to HQ.

I walk into the office; Cap looks at me. "Hell, I gave you a couple days off expecting you to come back alert and rested, you look like death warmed over, are you able to work? I'd hate to give you another day, you could get worse."

"I am tired, so much sex caused a lack of sleep; days off didn't regenerate me, but oh they were so satisfying." cap gave me that 'too much information' look.

"Of course, Cap, I'm still capable to outperform the men working here." I giggle, "60% of my usual female mode, which is likely twice the capabilities of the men pretending to work here."

He laughs, "Well seems your mind's working fine, just your body dragging."

He gestures me to sit "This B and E is at a friend of the mayors, so I'm getting heat. There's been 3 others in that neighborhood in the past 2 months, investigate the angle that they're connected." He tosses me 3 folders, "Here's the others, want me to assign help?"

"Not yet, Burns and I'll get started, I'll let you know where we're at after I go through these." I pick up the files and head to my desk. Mel and I spend the rest of the morning with the files searching for any commonalities, setting up a vision board. We contact local pawn shops looking for any of the stolen items.

Mel suggests it's the babysitter's; they all know each other; she suggests we interview them individually. Cap agrees and has them come in.

He also agrees to have uniformed officers contact pawn shops within 150 miles, with the sitter's pictures.

Late that afternoon getting ready for Ambila's BBQ, I put on a short white, summer dress with an elastic top, Grant wears cut offs, and a hockey jersey; and we very excitedly head to Deshawn and Simone's.

Simone's in a bright orange string bikini, the strings are tied at the sides of her waist, above her hips and appear to be pulling the narrow strip of cloth up, tightly into her crotch, making her camel toe very predominant; Her entire crotch gap is not fully covered, although her labia lips are not visible, both sides of her puffy pubic mound are in full view. Her top is two tiny triangles barely large enough to cover her areoles. Her nipples, even though not yet erect, are visible protuberances against the flimsy fabric.

"Hello, Grant, welcome," She gives him a firm hug. A gentle rub of their cheeks together.

Deshawn is wearing a royal purple muscle shirt, with gold trim, matching knee length, shiny, burgundy basketball shorts.

When she hugs me, Deshawn is shaking Grants hand; Our cheeks together, she swipes my pussy, she whispers. "Excellent, I expected no panties but delighted your already wet in anticipation; can't wait for such a delectable dessert."

"I've been wet since we met, I should consider diapers before underwear." We both chuckle, she takes my hand, leading everyone to the patio.

They have a gorgeous back yard, a kidney shaped pool, a waterfall cascading down the back corner; on our left, an outdoor kitchen, with wet bar; to the right, under cover, a hot tub, firepit lounge area. The entire outskirt of the yard is treed and secluded from any neighbors. There is barely audible jazz music playing in the background.

"Come sit. We hired a bartender/chef to cater to us this evening, Deshawn and I enjoy socializing, not serving."

By the time we are seated around the fire pit, she arrives with a pitcher and pours Pina Coladas. They introduce, Shirley, a short brunette, maybe 25, wearing a maid outfit of course, as she is pouring, Deshawn runs his fingers up her inner thigh and lingers under her skirt.

Deshawn asks. "So, Grant, you're a voyeur, you like recording and watching others have sex. Are you a cuck? do you prefer watching others fuck your wife?" Shirley sets down the pitcher, turns to smile at Deshawn as he presents his fingers to Simone, who gazes appreciatively at Shirley, then her husband, she licks the lustrous moisture.

Grant answers, "I don't prefer it; I enjoy my wife doing what pleases her. I prefer to participate; however, watching sex definitely arouses me."

Deshawn continued his quizzical interrogation, "At the initiation party you seemed to really get off with the prostate play, was that your first anal?"

"Before we go down that path, who was the gal I was fucking when that happened, she had some special internal muscle control I'd like to investigate further."

"Ah, yes, Judy, 34 divorced, exquisite, tall 5'9" 34-26-32, lithe blonde; yes, she's very talented, one of the more popular members." Simone replied.

"Yes, that was phenomenal, definitely the highlight of the evening; very surprising, extremely stimulating. Was it preplanned?" I quizzed.

Deshawn responded. "Yes, the club plans the entire evening based on your application preferences and sometimes, as with you, we push the envelope. At that same monumental moment, Teresa was getting the royal treatment; a DP, coinciding with 3 gals, one riding her face while everyone's fingers and mouths were stimulating her entire body."

Simone added. "That was a very enjoyable night for all, everyone got DP'd."

Tess chuckled. "I definitely got my fill. I guess we both did."

Shirley arrives, 2 souvlaki skewers bedded on brown rice, with asparagus on each plate. When she's bent over to deliver the plates, Deshawn again fingers her bottom. Shirley was in no rush to stand and remained in position even after she set all the plates down, wiggling her bum and sighing. I could feel my member thicken; Tess's expression confirms she's equally excited.

While eating the conversation remains around our initiation in the club.

"Grant, I understand you also aspire to be a Dom;" Simone between bites, "I was first introduced at a swingers jamboree by a tall blonde dyke, it was fabulous so, consequently we built a dungeon, but I haven't found a Dom even close to her talent; she lives several hours away and is in high demand. Deshawn tries, but he's too nice to me. Doc is too harsh, rough, even mean and nasty, and I don't trust Doug to remain calm; I think his aggressiveness could become rampant; unrestrained, possibly violent.

Tess added. "Grant is considerate, careful, he builds a gal up, knowing everyone has different tolerances, he's willing to stop at any time."

"I'd like to explore that option another night; we already have a plan for tonight." She kisses Deshawn feverishly.

Shirley returns and gathers our empty plates; asking if there's anything else we'd like.

Deshawn speaks, "Another pitcher of Pina Coladas, a fatty;" then aggressively "and get out of that uniform."

"This would be time to start recording." Simone says, I set my camcorder on a tripod next to me. They suggested I bring it, assured me they wanted to perform not only for my voyeuristic pleasure, but also their exhibitionism.

Shirley returns in a see-through red nighty and panties; black garter holding red fishnets, red stilettos. She passes the tray to Simone, struts seductively like a cross between a runway model and a pole dancer toward me, pauses a foot in front of me; Shirley has an exquisitely proportioned body, well-tanned, no tan lines, ample breasts, with very dark areoles, and tiny nipples, shiny, smooth vulva, likely waxed. Being sure I don't miss anything, she twirls slowly, arms above her head, as a ballerina performs a pirouette.

Leans forward, hands under her boobs, wiggles them near my face. Teasingly about 6 inches away. She squats and her hands start on her knees, as she widens her knees, her fingers teasingly glide along her inner thighs, showing me the panties are crotchless. Her vulva is photogenic, adorable, thin labia barely visible before she stretches the delicate lips aside to expose her wet, darker red inner flesh.

Simone moves between me and Tess. My cock is straining for freedom, my eyes riveted to the ravishing site before me. Shirley slowly, seductively peels back the small amount of skin, the hood covering her clitoris. Still holding her labia open, her forefinger grazes alongside the engorged bright pink bean, across and gingerly along the other side. Sliding lower, pushing into the enticing hole.

Shirley stands, turns; the back of her knees rest against mine, she runs her hands down the front of her legs, about 1/2 way bent over, she pushes her pussy back, closer to my face, I stretch my neck attempting to sniff her; my hands go to her hips; Simone slaps them away, and undoes the button on my cutoffs.

Awesome Simone's gonna release me.

Once Shirley is holding her ankles, she does the Charleston foot movement, heel, toe, heel toe, so her feet widen; I'm getting a tremendous view of both her enticing, exquisite entrances. Her rectal orifice is a matching red to her labia, not brown as all others I've seen.

Simone's nibbling Tess's ear, as her right hand unzips my cut offs, I lift my butt and assists her to lower them and free my rock-hard cock. Shirley reaches back tugs her cheeks wide, wiggles the wet forefinger she dipped in her pussy over the wrinkled skin. Poking until it enters. Deshawn places his hands under Shirley's arms pulls her to sit on his lap facing us. Her legs outside his, her hands on his knees. His large cock, hanging flaccid in view under her.

They are directly in front of me, maybe 6 feet away.

Simone matter-of-factly states. "Shirley can't yet take his cock; so, he'll finger fuck her for our viewing pleasure;" Simone stands gently tugs her strings, her skimpy bikini falls. "There will be cock play; lesbian action and Deshawn and I will fuck wildly for you to record." She steps in front of Tess, feet apart, her left hand pulls Tess's face to her crotch.

Deshawn widens Shirley's legs, his left hand more than covers her entire tit, as he squeezes one then the other. Their legs wide, his right hand hides her vulva, forefinger and middle finger wiggle along the ridge of her labia. She's staring at directly at me, licks her lips. Deshawn's middle two fingers disappear, she lifts her arms clasps her hands behind Deshawn's neck, leans her head on his shoulder, sighs deeply as she closes her eyes.

Simone, kneeling, has her face buried between Tess's thighs, who's slouched down, her rear on the edge of the bench, legs out straight; Tess's right hand in Simone's hair, her left pinching, stretching her own erect nipples. Simone's long delicate fingers are around my hard-on twisting and tenderly tugging, her thumb rubbing across my glans, before retreating for another upward stroke. Tess looks up to me, eyes glazed, appearing like she's in some far-off dreamland, I recognize that gaze, she's about to climax, she silently mouths the phrase 'I love you' I lean to her for an intimate kiss, her face becoming increasingly more contorted. As our mouths fuse, Shirley and Tess both proclaim orgasms with loud groans. I feel Tess shudder, her body quivering.

Shirley bolts upright; "UUUNNNGGGHH... HHUUHHH!"

Deshawn lifts Shirley, holding her under her shoulders, fingers not departing her pussy he places her prone on the bench. He commences a forceful, fervid, finger stabbing, her hips writhing, lifting off the bench to greet his assault. He presses his left hand on the upper portion of her pelvic region, to control her bucking hips and continues a powerful pace plunging. She's groaning, moaning, sighing, and emitting other unrecognizable animalistic sounds.

"OOOOOHHHH.... aaaahhhh.... uuuuhhhhh... FFFUUuu ...... uuuhhhhHHHKK!"

Shirley squirts; arches her back, twists sideways, her hands endeavor to stop Deshawn from the persistent pounding in her cunt, with futile results.

"OOOHHHH ... uuuUUUUUHHH... NNOOOO .... uhhhh .... Ooohhh mmyyyYYYY .... GGAAAAAWWWDDD!"

Deshawn yanks his hand away, triggering another spewing gush, Shirley covers her crotch, body shaking like she got tasered, rolls sideways, bringing her knees up to the fetal position.

"AAArrrrghhh .... Uh uh ... Oohhh ... Sshe convulses and another discharge, although diminished in volume her orgasm is equally intense.

"GEEEEE ... ZUUUUSS... H ... KEEE ... Ryyy ....EYYE ... EEEYYYEEE ... SSST." She quivers more. "OOOOHHH .... MMYYyyyy... eeyyyyee.... gaaaahhh... aaaawwd!"

Simone stands, the flickering firelight reflecting Tess's secretions covering her face, kisses me, sharing Tess's sweet juice. Her fingers tenderly surround my shaft.

With a tug of Tess's hand, and my dick she leads us to Deshawn; Tess to his right side, me in front.

Simone, kneels, lifting Deshawn's dick, she begins caressing, licking and kissing the semi erect baton. Shirley; still occasionally moaning, tweaking her tits, shivering in euphoria.

**** Tess's narrative *****

Deshawn's right arm goes under my left arm, around my back, a powerful grip on my butt cheek, lifting me to tiptoes; his tongue forces past my lips, it's huge, I wasn't expecting that, I nearly gag; it's not as large as a cock, well maybe some; it rubs my upper mouth and tickles my throat. There's no room in my mouth for me to move my tongue. With our lips locked, he's jabbing it back and forth, like he's tongue fucking the roof of my mouth.

My mind instantly imagines what that would feel like in my pussy, flicking, wiggling, stroking my g spot, searching the inner walls of in my cunt.

His fingers tweak my extremely excited nipples, then lower to wiggle past my labia into my sopping cunt, still sensitive from Simone's cunnilingus. His expert fingers quickly find my internal love button, his thumb pressing my equally excited external kernel, elevating me toward a frenzied state of climax; he releases me, right at the cusp; I'm delirious; one second more, any slight titillation on my clit, another rub across, or tap on my g spot; maybe less and I would have exploded ....

Both my boobs are squeezed by delicate fingers, a hard phallus presses between my thighs. "On all fours." Shirley's voice behind me.

{'I immediately understand why Deshawn stopped when he did, this was preplanned.'}

I take the doggy position, watching the threesome sex scene right in front of me, Shirley's strap on slips easily into my cock craving cunt. I match her rhythm and almost instantly orgasm. I lower my shoulders, arch my back, reach back, my hands grip her ass and by twerking, flow fluidly into a multiple.

Simone's left hand grabs my right, she tugs me to join them; her right hand is giving Deshawn's nearly rigid rod a firm hand job.

I'm anticipating participation in sharing the sucking of the big black bat. Simone reaches and grasps each guy's base; she starts tapping, twirling, swirling their cock tips around each other, rubbing, in a teasing manner, sometimes she's sword fighting, but in a gentle, caressing, playful fashion. Deshawn grows firmer.

Simone guides my left hand to Grant's sack, she straightens my fingers, palm up, her hand under my right, placing me under DeShawn; his bulbous head resting on my wrist, a portion of his shaft on my palm my fingers cradling about 1/2 of that big hunk of sausage. I'm in awe, the girth, the weight, are both surprising. Guiding my hand to rub Deshawn's cock along the underside of Grant's. Once I have the rhythm, and a decent pressure, she lets go and I continue.

Shirley joins, her fingers attempt to surround the two penises, one hand above, one below, creating a sheath with her palms; holding the cocks snuggly together.

I admire the contrast in shape, size and color of the two penises.

I giggle at a mental image, I think if Grant touched his tip to Deshawn's base, would Deshawn's tip be visible from behind Grant's rear end.

A drop of precome oozes out the tip of Grant's; Simone starts at Deshawn's corona and squeezes his glans with her thumb and forefinger and a large drop appears from his as well.

She gathers the secretions, her fingers proceed to smear the slippery, slimy substance, spreading it as far as possible. I hear one of them moan.

Her right hand goes under Deshawn's sack and by the movement, I anticipate she's giving him a prostrate massage. He's fully erect, firm and yet not rock hard' I wonder if it ever gets rock hard; silently giggling, maybe he would need an extra quart of blood.

Deshawn's easy rocking motion is obviously intended to stimulate Grant, his bulbous head creating friction along the sensitive sperm tube. I don't think this is spontaneous, it seems rehearsed; I wonder how many hard pricks before Grant's have gotten this carnal treatment. Maintaining our penile stimulation with five hands (I'm still fondling grant's balls); I open my lips and lick along the exposed sides of Deshawn's shaft. Simone leaves DeShawn's rear, her sharp fingernails graze the top of Grant's shaft, focusing on his corona, I'm rubbing Deshawn's cock along the underside. Shirley has basically created a tunnel, pressing the two phalluses firmly together.

Grant's eyes are closed, his breathing, increasingly louder and frequency of moans indicating he's nearing orgasm.

I gaze up; Deshawn puts his arm behind Grant, in the same manner he did with me, and I watch his tongue pierce Grant's lips, I know what's happening from recent experience. Unsure what response will transpire, Grant's never participated in a male kiss. My left hand on Grant's balls feels Deshawn's fingers, Grant's lifted to his tip toes; I move my left hand slightly to investigate; Deshawn's middle finger has probed and is engaged in a pulsing action in Grant's anus. Deshawn remains tongue fucking Grant's mouth.

Grant groans, grunts animalistic; ejaculates, Simone gets the first stream on her nose and cheek, then swiftly surrounds Grant's cock with her mouth, he twitches spasming several times. Simone pushes the back of my head to devour Deshawn's dick. Shirley transfers both her hands to Deshawn.

My lips stretch, I'm able get my lips just past his corona, I swirl my tongue around his glans, poking at his aperture. Shirley uses both her hands to stroke him; I get a gush, warm salty, sperm splashing against the back of my throat.

There's a lot; more than I expected; the second stream fills my mouth, more than i can handle, I do my best to swallow, but the enormous amount, allows some to escape. I feel his powerful fingers on my head move me aside, I open my eyes just as a stream ejects, like a gunshot, my reflexes, instinctively turn my head and it hits my cheek.

Deshawn forces Grant down to take my place. His fingers cover Grant's head, like a bowling ball, pushing him to take his cock into his mouth. Grant's able to open wide enough but initially gags, some sperm dribbles down his chin. Damn it's so frikkin sexy. I know how I feel about lesbian action, now I think Grant's experiencing the same sex thrill. I grab my phone camera; this homophobic lust needs to be readily available to me.

Shirley licks the sperm from my face and her tongue searches my mouth for more; once satisfied I've got no more for her, she puts her attention to Deshawn's shaft; I'm reminded of how a cat grooms.

Simone cleaning one side, Shirley on the other, Grant on the end.

I sit back to watch, and record; Grant seems to be really enjoying himself, when

he moves away, Shirley searches for all Grant has left, as she did me.

Deshawn sits on the bench, Simone backs up to him; her hands on his knees, his fingers surround her boobs. She pauses as he rubs her labia with his enormous shaft. He guides, she drops her bottom, once fully impaled, she wiggles for several seconds; I can only imagine the intense sensory stimulation her inner walls must be getting as she circles and wiggles. She launches a rising and falling on the enormous obelisk with slow steady strokes, unbelievable she's swallowing 12 to 14's of fat cock.