beginners
Friday then Saturday night party the same weekend. She had explained to Art that Friday was an 8 to 10-11 pm get together with the other couples as none were very experienced at it and this allowed for some highly social time and a little fooling around if things progressed. If they clicked then Saturday would be 8 pm until 3 am but with a twist. To come back Saturday night you were to meet the couple you were changing with somewhere else, switch partners and drive together to the party as dates to finish breaking the ice.
She had been shifting her legs and scooting one way or another the whole ride, little signs of anxiety or desire. He didn't know which but liked watching her as he knew she was already worked up a little sexually. This was a big departure for Fay sexually and he was enjoying the thoughts of it for her and for him. It was going to only get more so especially with the very small, very thin panties he'd seen her slip over her nice ass. She had chosen only to trim her bush and was not in the shave it all camp, favoring natural. It was a lot like anticipating a wedding night.
Art had thought of nothing but sex for three days now especially when Fay had told him the profiles of the other couples. One couple was about their age, English, educated, well off, trim and attractive slim professionals who traveled a lot and just wanted to "enrich" their sexual range. The next couple owned the home and were about 45 years old, upper middle class with the guy a business owner and about 6'2" tall and 200 pounds. His wife was a mother and soccer mom who was an attractive dark brunette, built pretty well and looked very sultry in the photos they got. Fay had sent photos of them as well. All g rated at this stage. The last couple this weekend was a retired but not famous pro baseball player who was African American, about 40 now, still very fit and handsome. His wife was a white gal who was Irish, full of freckles, red hair and very well built. Art thought he knew who they would be trying to come back Saturday with given their fantasies if others didn't get there first.
Finally, Fay spoke: "Nervous, Artie?"
"You look great by the way. Not really nervous, just excited more. Well, maybe a little nervous. My balls are huge, hanging in the sack like two tennis balls with all the sex I've been thinking about the last two days since you got us in. How about you, Honey, still want to do it?"
"God, yes.
In for a penny, in for a pound
though tonight might be lightweight duty at best to get comfortable. Your think your balls are swollen. You should feel my lips. They are already wet with just the thoughts of someone kissing me, maybe putting their hand up my skirt and running a finger across my pussy, sucking on my tits. God, I just about can't stand it."
"Hang in there kiddo. Don't cum now. Save it for them and if we don't get that far with them tonight I'll take care of you at home cause there is gonna be sex tonight!
She hugged him and laughed, shrugged her shoulders, casually adjusted her bra as he looked ahead, pointed and told her they were there.
On the way to the front door he told her he loved her no matter what and she thanked him, rang the bell and the door swung open to welcome them in. It was the home owners who looked very normal, neat and clean, invited them in and introduced them around after getting them each a glass of wine.
The two enjoyed a house tour and started finding out about the other couples while music played and they all stood and drank, talked, got to know one another for about an hour. Eventually, the homeowner put his glass down and asked Fay to dance with him in the t-shaped great room on the hardwood where the rug had been pulled back for the weekend. He watched them dancing and saw her pushing her tits against him and knew he was doubtless getting stiff and that would do it for her.
Just then the brunette plucked his arm and moved them to the dance floor where she put both arms around his neck and laid her head against him, sinuously moved her body against his front. She had large, soft tits that made little soft circles on his chest to the point that by the end of the song he had his hands on the top of her ass and was massaging it, pulling it towards his cock which was against her tummy. The music changed and the two continued uninterrupted. She guided him towards one corner of the T opposite where Fay was now moving to the other with his partner's hubby. The two other couples switched with the English gal dancing with the big African American and her husband swaying with the redhead and all her freckles
About the middle of the song he saw his partner move her head upwards and open her mouth to be kissed so he did. She was so open, so wet, so sweet and soft it was like dew from above, sweet dew. His cock was as stiff as it had ever been and he knew she could feel it between the front of her thighs and on her belly as their kiss deepened. She sighed and opened her lips, moved her tongue to touch his teeth, explore his tongue and pull him tighter against her. It must have been a timer but just then all the lights in the house dimmed to no more than 20% of what they had been with one overhead led flood shining directly down on the hardwood in the middle of the T. The couples were all more or less private and he could see that Fay was also kissing the host, had her skirt bunched as he explored. It made him incredibly hot thinking about it and his kisses began to trade liquid with his hostess with passion, moans and real lust building. One minute they were dancing like this and the next her hand slid between them and found his belt, slipped behind it and down his front to grasp his hot and very hard cock.
When her fingers found it she whispered: "Good God, Art. You have the perfect giant cock! I am going to fuck you no matter what. Touch my pussy please, Art" she whispered and spread her legs for him.
He was surprised when his hand found no panties at all, just dark fur and very wet, swollen lips between her thighs. His finger slipped across the top and she shuddered as her clit let her know. It was a stupendous clit, at least 3/4" long sticking out of the top of her vulva. The finest clit he'd ever imagined and one he was going to suck. Nothing like it in his life, ever. He tweaked it twice and she stopped, shuddered and he stuck a finger in her as she came all over his hand, gripping his cock so hard it almost hurt as she moaned, shuddered and then froze as she flooded his hand with her juices. In ten seconds she recovered and pulled his hand, leading him somewhere.
She led him over to a hidden couch in an alcove just around the corner from the T and instantly slid her skirt and top off, popped her bra and dropped to her knees so she could take his cock out and suck it. She saw it and almost whistled as she said: "My hubby is nothing like this. This is a huge cock. My god, Art, you have to let me suck it." As she did, she held his balls, murmering into his cock, making him feel absolutely fabulous. In just a few moments she stood and he felt her breasts, sucked the large nipples and she bent her knees and came again when he braised her big clit with the tip of his cock before putting her on the couch and kneeling so he could suck that clit in. It was the absolute best tasting pussy he'd ever had and the biggest clit he'd ever even heard of. It just made her come and come. In ten or fifteen minutes she started pulling his head, letting him know he should put his cock in her. He straightened up, it waved near her face and she just grinned and said: "Let me watch it go in. I want to see it spread my pussy. Please, Art?"
He spread her on her back, opened her legs revealing a soaked, swollen mildly hairy pussy ready for him. Slowly he centered it and she guided the head, placing it at the entrance, moaning little moans of joy. With no haste, he pushed gently and they both saw the head slide inside, felt her muscle ring then the relaxation as the head went past it and he bottomed against her cervix. Each time he pulled back the lip of the crown of his cock raked that little wet rough spot of tissue on the inside of the front top of her pussy and she moaned and quivered as the g spot vibrated with joy. Neither knew how long they stroked as he pulled and moved her tits while she sucked his fingers and his tongue as he fucked her. She was just like an animal operating on instinct, now totally in lust of the deepest sort. Her sounds were gutteral and not even words, just intense feeling, over and over and over.
She must have come four times while he was in her. The last time she fainted and was actually out for five or ten seconds from the passion she felt. She woke as his balls began to heave and a flood of his sperm and fluid entered her very full pussy. He pumped and she humped taking it all in. Her eyes were closed and all she did was moan and moan and moan cumming by then herself to match his. There was human fluid all over the place and neither cared. At that moment, he didn't care what Fay was doing, totally lost in the pussy that was flooding his cock.
She woke, moved a little and his amazingly still hard cock plopped out all wet and juicy. She reached down and sucked it, slurped it really, until it was full hard then without a word, she laid on her stomach then rose on all four with her ass for him. The message was clear: the other opening. He slowly stroked up and down from her clit back up towards her anus until his cock tip was totally soaked again and pushed until he brown ring opened then the muscles relaxed and his big, thick cock was in her ass. An inch, a moan, a pause, another inch, a moan, a pause, then all of it slowly. Her hand reached under her and found her clit while he squeezed her tits and stroked very slowly in her ass until she quivered and shook again, not once but twice and it was then he began to feel his balls heaving, swelling with fluid and spurting it through his cock well up inside her body. He bet she would be draining for two days as he spurted three or four huge spurts of cum into her until it began to leak around her ass onto his cock which slowly softened and came out. The two fell onto the floor, arms wrapped around one another. Somehow, her hand was on his cock and the other had a small pair of panties, now wet with their cum wadded into it which she whispered to him: "take this. Smell it when you want to think of me. Art, you are the best fuck I've ever had."
