We had met Ron and Kat at a neighborhood meet and greet. We had quickly established that the four of us were swingers and they had invited Cindy and I to their home that evening along with a few other friends.
Kat and Cindy had agreed that the first party fuck of the evening would be the four of us. I had fulfilled my mission, spurting my first load of the evening into Kat. Kat had sucked on my cock for a while and both Ron and I were hoping for me to cum in her mouth as he watched and as Kat’s cunt was being pounded by another “guest”. But her pussy had greater need so I followed her request and stuck my cock into the pool of cum already inside her. Ron was more of a watcher than I was. I preferred to watch Cindy fuck and suck after I had exhausted myself and Cindy was just getting into high gear. By the end of the evening Cindy had fucked and sucked off a number of the party guests, but not Ron. I had thought that every guy there had said “Hi, welcome to the area” by sticking his cock into some opening of Cindy, if only for a minute or two. Long enough to say: “Been there, be back soon.”. Ron hadn’t. Ron had told Kat, Kat told me, I told Cindy.
Cindy said: “Oh, really?”
We were all aware of that the morning following the party as we had rejoined Ron and Kat at our place for a cup of coffee, a nude swim and whatever.
Whatever had to include Ron fucking Cindy. Easy enough. At some point this morning, Ron’s cock would be penetrating one of Cindy’s set of moistened and receptive lips, and probably both sets. And, at some point his milky white fluid would gush into her mouth or her vagina. Those were givens.
Cindy was well clued in about what this morning would include. She felt a little embarassed that she had gone to a party and not fucked the host. Still part of the responsibility belonged to the host. Yet, now, each wanted to rectify the social faux pas. She had given her pussy a quick shave except for that closely cropped triangle piece of short fur she left. She had lightly scented the area around her pussy, a combination of powders, lotions and perfume. She prepared her pussy for a fuck like a chef prepares a prime steak for a gastronomic dinner. I had briefly stuck my tongue down there to confirm how wet she was in anticipation of fucking Ron. She was already wet, very wet. Since it was morning, she passed up that deep cherry lipstick she used to love to leave on cocks, in favor of something lighter. But it was applied with all the same care and precision. After she applied that lipstick, she would not even kiss me, that glossy coating was for a cock, Ron’s cock, not mine.
No matter how big Ron was, his blood engorged dick would slide into Cindy effortlessly. She had claimed she was a little sore from the night before, but she thought it would be fun anyway, besides as I said, she felt somewhat obligated. She had cleaned herself very well and there wasn’t the slightest hint of the smell of the cum which had drenched her pussy only a few hours ago.
Ron and Kat had driven the short distance to our house wearing robes, and little else. Sitting at the pool deck, robes seem to loosen fairly quickly. Everyone had panties or shorts, neiher woman had a bra. The slightest movement by either girl would allow a bare tit or two to pop out. There was no real need for modesty. Kat and I had fucked. I’m sure Ron had seen Cindy naked and had probably seen her hosting a cock or two or three at some point, and had probably stared at the glistening white pearls around her pussy, ass and lips as well as the smears of those pearls, from her cheeks down to her inner thighs. The purpose of this breakfast was to get Ron’s cock and cum on and or deep into Cindy.
Cindy had made sure that one of the guest beds would be properly folded down, the shutters closed off enough for intimacy yet open enough in the morning sunlight to view everything, and to see everything you were doing. Ron was a voyeur and Cindy knew he would want to see his cock entering her and watch as his cum spurted into her open and receptive vagina, as well as watch her lips and tongue massaging him. A pitcher of ice water and two glasses, with cut lemon sat on the night stand. Lubricants and toys were in the night stand drawer, available on a moment’s notice though this morning they would not be needed. Cindy was fantastic at preparing for a fuck. The master bed had more than a few dried stains and was scarecely the place to host a new fuck.. After getting home the night before, we had hopped into bed without showering and fucked each other. The stains of my cum mixed with the cum of others and still oozing from Cindy’s pussy, had transferred from various parts of her body and even from my cock to the sheets as we perspired, so a clean bed was needed for Ron and Cindy. And yes, first thing in the morning we had showered. I spent a considerable amount of time soaping the sexual residue from Cindy’s body, tits, and especially between her legs, her pussy and her ass. Cindy washed her face, her hair and spent a lot of time on my cock, everything short of making me cum. She knew I wanted to save that for “breakfast.” I was hopeing it would be breakfast.
I wasn’t quite sure what Kat and I would do. We had already fucked, but fucking her again seemed like fun. I would have liked her to finish off that blowjob but I would probably have to do her first. Besides, if I did get to explode into her mouth, I think that Ron would not want to miss that.
Ron had wolfed down his coffee and the small danish. Cindy enjoyed the tease and took her time. Still, it wasn’t long before Cindy had licked the frosting off of her fingers, sipped down the remaining coffee, smiled at Ron, got up and offered Ron a quick tour of the house. Ron was smiling. Cindy gave me that quick wink and smile. It was a wink and a smile that I knew well and that I would get everytime she walked away from me to go stuff someone else’s cock into her, and at times more than one someone. My cock would get so hard. Kat noticed and started to help.
The door bell rang.
From a side window, I saw it was Bob, and his wife Liz.
Odd.
Breakfast, part two, was about to get interesting.
They too were in their robes, carried paper cups of coffee and a bag of goodies.
I opened the door, we all said: “Hi”, I gave Liz a peck on the cheek.
Ok, awkward moment here. Does Liz know that Bob and Kat have fucked? Does Liz know that Cindy, who is upstairs fucking Ron, that she and Bob have fucked? It sounded like a bad plot in a soap opera. But then, in a soap opera, everyone eventually gets to fuck everyone else. I hoped so, the prospect of fucking Liz made my cock even harder than visualizing Ron’s cock with Cindy’s lips wrapped around them.
Liz realized that she needed to bring everyone up to speed. She said that she knew what Bob was doing around the neighborhood and she was tired of just standing in line waiting for her turn to fuck the tennis pro… In her words, it was time to join the fun. Someone had tipped them off that we were gathering to finish off some unfinished business and whatever, and they had decided to become part of the whatever. They had noticed Ron and Kat in our driveway wearing robes. Bob had already fucked Cindy and Kat and Liz had enough self confidence to know that Ron and I would be more than happy to do her. She was more than right.
Oh good, I thought, I was going to get to fuck Liz.
Within minutes, everyone had finished their coffee and munchies. Now I was into my planning mode.
First, I wanted to fuck Liz. Bob, I knew wanted to watch me fuck Liz. Ron wanted to watch someone cum in Kat’s mouth. This was too much. Ron would be worn out for quite a while after having fucked Cindy. So he could watch his wife take a load out of Bob’s cock into her mouth. Hell, let em all figure it out, I thought and I grabbed Liz by the hand and walked off with her as a smiling Cindy and Ron walked back onto the porch.
The next thing I knew, I was on my back on the master bed. I don’t think anyone cared about any stains or aromas from cum or pussy. Liz was working my cock with her very adept mouth and hands, Bob was laying down next to me while Cindy and Kat joined in to work his cock with their mouths and hands. Ron was in a chair by the bed, slowly tring to stroke his cock, still wet from the mixture of semen he had pumped into Cindy’s cunt and her own pussy juices, back to life. And while the sight of his wife playing with Bob’s cock was helping, so was the sight of Liz’s pussy up in the air as she, on her knees was bent over sliding my cock in and out of her mouth. Overcome by a bit of male power, I decided I wanted my cock inside Liz first, so I flipped her over and started going down on her, nothing was getting near this cunt until my ejaculation had gone deep inside her. Ron by now almost fully erect again, edged over to the bed and while still slowly stroking his dick brought it up to liz’s more than eager mouth. Soon I had buried myself into Liz.
There was Bob getting a double blow job getting his fantasy from watching his wife with my cock inside her and Ron’s cock in her mouth and Ron getting his jollies from watching his wife joining in to give Bob his blow job. Life was good.
It wasn’t long before Bob was tensing up, and his breathing strained. Kat and Cindy picked up on it and worked Bob’s cock ever harder. Though both women loved to swallow and take the whole thing in their mouths as it spurted, they needed to share. As Bob’s initial ejaculations came out, each took turns lapping up the cum and milking his cock of whatever it had. Truth be known, they were also enjoying the fact that each other’s tongues often touched and they licked cum off each other’s lips, cheeks and chins. They enjoyed rubbing the milky sticky fluid that had gotten onto their fingers onto each other’s nipples and at some point each went down to lick those nipples clean while the other tried to squeeze one more bit of sperm from the tip of Ron’s cock.. I had noticed, though obviously distracted by so many other sights, that Cindy and Kat had touched each other pussies’ during this ordeal, Kat’s fingers had rubbed Cindy, her pussy still wet from the semen of Kat’s husband. Cindy had returned the favor though sadly, this morning anyway, Kat’s pussy had no cum. Still each licked their fingers after touching each other.
Watching all this, Ron stroked himself into his orgasm into Liz’s mouth, her tongue flicking Ron’s cock head and Ron’s milky fluid spurted into Liz’s mouth and onto her face. Bob did not want to miss watching a second of that in spite of all that was going on to his own cock. It wasn’t long until I came inside Liz, looking into her eyes, her lips, cheeks, chin and throat shining from the splashes of semen, she was smiling. Poor Kat, only she had not received enough attention this morning, at least her pussy hadn’t, and as the others got up thanked each other wiped themselves off and started grabbing their robes, I rolled her over onto her back and stuck my face into her very wet, cum free pussy.
Within a few minutes a smiling Kat and I rejoined the others on the pool deck. Cindy had been kind enough to make another pot of coffee. Everyone decided that with only a quick brush of teeth and hair, jeans and top, no shower, smelling like cum and wet pussy we should all head to the breakfast place around the corner.
Dang, I thought, we never did get to swim nude. Oh well, next time. I knew there would be a next time.