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"It won't be long now, Stacy. Soon you'll
be seeing that adults, and
people in general, tend to behave pretty much the same with
their clothes off.
I get my rocks off just trying to guess what kind of action
I'm going to see.
Maybe a couple of women will come into the bedroom and go
at each other like
crazy. I like to watch the wives engaged in Lesbianism,
but I like to watch a
hot fucking and sucking session most of all. Maybe we'll
be lucky and two
couples will be on that bed in just a matter of minutes!"
Stacy Morgan didn't answer, and she didn't look
at Betty Evans too
closely. She felt nervous and even a little guilty about
peeking through the
bedroom window.
She must've been out of her mind to agree to accompany
Betty, she thought.
They had no right to spy on people engaged in sexual activities.
Or in any kind
of activities, for that matter.
"We're in luck, " Betty whispered. "I've
seen this couple in action
before. With others as well as each other. They'll
probably go down on each
other before they fuck. They always have before, anyhow,
and I know you'll get
a big bang out of watching that. They might even do a sixty-
nine before he
puts the blocks to her. He has a big cock, too. I guess I'd
better shut up
and just watch, huh!"
Again Stacy didn't answer. But she was glad that Betty
had apparently
decided to stop talking. Not that she thought the couple
that'd entered the
bedroom could hear. It was warm, but the window was down
because of
air-conditioning, and Stacy felt a little pang of regret
because she and Betty
wouldn't be able to hear, also.
The man and woman both looked to be in their late thirties.
He was tan,
had good-looking features, and there was a big bulge in
the front of his pants.
She was quite short, had a pretty face, and her breasts were
poking her blouse
way out.
Stacy continued to stare as they began to get undressed,
not helping each
other with that task, but standing close and keeping their
eyes on each other
as more and more flesh was revealed.
The woman's breasts -- or titties, as Stacy knew Betty
would call the big
twin mounds -- were poking straight out even without the
bra. Soon she saw the
man's cock, and it was also poking straight out.
In a matter of seconds the man and woman were both completely
naked. Stacy
failed to suppress a little gasp as the woman dropped before
the man and
grabbed his thrusting cock with both hands. Then the woman's
tongue darted out
and licked all around the big knob.
"She'll suck his disk, " Betty whispered.
"Then he'll probably lap her
pussy before they fuck. She won't blow him off all the
way, of course. That'd
mean that she'd have to wait for him to get another hard-on
before they fucked.
Look at that!"
Stacy was looking. She fleetingly thought that she'd
put up one hell of a
fight if somebody tried to pull her away from the window.
The woman had gone
down lower and was licking the man's heavy hanging
testicles. The man tapped
the woman's head lightly and she pulled her face back,
her parted lips
glistening wetly in the light.
The couple climbed onto the bed and Betty whispered that
they were getting
where they'd be more comfortable. Stacy had figured
that out by herself. She
was already getting sexy-hot from what she'd already
seen and she hoped that
she didn't cream her panties. That'd be embarrassing!
Especially if she was
unable to keep Betty from knowing it.
The man got on his back. The woman got on her hands and knees
and
suspended her face over his jutting cock. She licked the
big knob again, then
balanced on one hand and arm while she used her other hand
to hold the hard
flesh steady by grasping the thick base of the shaft.
She opened her mouth wide and engulfed the swollen glans.
Stacy could see
her cheeks bulging out. But she only kept the knob in her
mouth for a few
seconds. Stacy glanced at the man's face and saw his
lips moving. She assumed
correctly that the woman had been told, or asked, to stop
sucking.
The woman backed off and the man parted his legs and raised
his knees.
She went down and began kissing and licking his sac. She
took a ball into her
mouth and sucked. Then she pushed that testicle out and
sucked the other one
into her mouth. The man stroked her head, her dark hair,
and squirmed his
buttocks against the mattress.
"I'd forgotten about this swapping wife liking
to tongue assholes, " Betty
whispered. "She'll be giving him a good reaming
soon!"
Betty had hardly finished giving the information before
the woman was
performing analingus upon the man. Stacy had seen pictures
of the intimate
oral act being performed, as she had seen pictures depicting
just about every
sex act imaginable, but she'd never even seen a hard
cock in the flesh before.
She felt that she should be disgusted with the woman, and
with herself for
getting a strange kind of thrill from watching, but she
wasn't. She'd read
that anything a man and woman did sexually to give each other
pleasure was
perfectly acceptable and she certainly wasn't qualified
to argue with the
so-called authorities.
The man had pulled his legs up until his thighs were touching
his chest.
The woman licked all over the anal region in ever smaller
circles, getting
closer and closer to the puckered asshole. Stacy had a perfect
view, as did
Betty, and Stacy heard Betty give a little gasp as the woman
jabbed her tongue
against the knot.
"She has her tongue buried at least two inches in his
asshole, Stacy! You
can bet your beautiful butt that he's enjoying it!
I've had my asshole reamed
like that I'm telling you it's a wonderful sensation!"
Stacy wasn't surprised or shocked by Betty's
words. Or confession. She
knew that her comparatively new friend had been around
plenty. That was one
reason she'd been so helpful in cultivating the friendship.
She'd been, and
still was, tired of just reading about sex and looking at
erotic pictures and
masturbating.
She hadn't yet made up her mind -- or gotten the nerve
-- to actually do
anything herself, but she had been getting vicarious thrills
from listening to
Betty's sexy talk. Now she was glad that the pretty
and beautifully stacked
girl had told her about the local swap club and had brought
her along to peek.
Maybe she would go on a double date as Betty had suggested.
She could find out
if Betty was really as free-wheeling where sex was concerned
as she claimed to
be.
"Are you enjoying yourself, Stacy? You haven't
said one word since we
started peeking!"
The shade was up about six inches and there was enough light
for Stacy to
see Betty's flashing dark eyes when she turned her
head. "You know damn well
I'm enjoying myself, " she whispered. "Have
you ever used your tongue like
that, Betty?"
Laughing low in her throat, Betty said, "Ask me no
questions and I'll tell
you no lies!"
"That's answer enough, " Stacy said,
forcing a smile.
"You aren't disgusted with me, are you?"
"No, " Stacy said, looking back into the bedroom.
"What you do is your own
business, Betty, but I still want you to know that just because
we're friends
doesn't mean that I'm going to change my way of
life. Look. I guess the man's
going to return the favor. I guess it'd be called a favor,
anyhow."
"That's what it'd be call all right, "
Betty said, letting out a little
laugh again. "That horny swapper's going to
take time for some tit-sucking,
though!"
The man had straddled the woman after she'd gotten
on her back. One of
his hands was kneading one big poking breast and he was tonguing
the other
mound. Watching the male tongue jabbing around and against
the nipple, which
it was easy to see had gotten hard, made Stacy vividly aware
of the way her own
nipples had become stiffly erect. They were poking against
the restraining bra
and she almost wished that she was alone. She could probably
just touch her
spiked breasts with her fingers and start coming like crazy.
As soon as she
got home she'd finger-fuck the hell out of herself.
Stacy felt her face flush
and was glad that Betty couldn't read her feverish
mind.
The man sucked the nipple and soon engulfed a goodly portion
of the
firm-looking breast with his greedily sucking mouth.
The woman squirmed her
ass on the mattress and used her own hands to cram more flesh
into the man's
mouth. Soon he moved over and lavished the same attentions
upon the other
thrusting mound of taut-tipped flesh. Stacy wondered,
as she had so many times
before, just how it'd feel to have her own titties tongued
and sucked.
That feels damned good, Stacy! Only it feels twice as good
when both
titties are being sucked at the same time by two different
fellows!" Stacy knew
that Betty couldn't really read her mind, even if it
did seem that way.
She suddenly wished that she was as experienced as Betty.
The worrying
about taking so many important steps would at least be over,
even if it turned
out that she only had more worries of a different kind and
they were much more
serious. Which was the trouble, of course. Once a girl went
all the way she
could never retreat, and she'd had the romantic dreams
about saving herself for
a future husband for a long, long time.
The man left the breasts and trailed his mouth down along
the woman's
squirming body. He darted his tongue around and then into
the deep belly
button. Then he kissed and licked his way lower, skirting
around the short,
dark pubic hairs, going out near one of her rounded hips,
and on down to her
inner thighs when she parted her legs. He tongued both thighs
and then ran the
flat of his tongue up through her gaping gash. She lurched
upward, but he
pulled away and slipped his hands under her legs, behind
her knees, and folded
her legs back until her thighs were mashed against her titties.
Stacy wasn't
sure that she'd want to be placed in such a position
she'd feel so exposed --
but she found it to be a very exciting sight. She'd never
had such a good look
at the intimate parts of a female body, except her own in
a mirror and in the
pictures she had hidden at home so she fleetingly thought
that everything she
was witnessing could be considered a form of sex education.
All students
should be so lucky as to get such first-hand information!
The man used his mouth and tongue on the woman's buttocks
as she'd used
her mouth and tongue on his ass. He also went around in ever
smaller circles,
finally licking the tiny anal opening and then penetrating
it with his
stiffened tongue. His buttocks were high in the air, his
prick poking, and
Stacy's attention was focused upon that hard organ
part of the time. It looked
to be at least eight inches long and she was eager to see it
slip into the
woman's pussy. Or into the woman's asshole, for
that matter. From reading and
from pictures, Stacy knew that the big cock would go in and
up the rectum, but
she didn't see either hole get plugged right away.
Because shortly after the man pulled his tongue from the
squirming woman's
asshole and began performing cunnilingus, with her legs
draped over his
shoulders and her ass wriggling against the mattress,
another couple entered
the bedroom. They were already naked and looked to be about
the same age as
the couple moving together so heatedly on the bed.
The second man already had a thrusting erection, but his
cock looked to be
only about six inches long. About average, Stacy had read,
but she'd seen very
few that small in the many pictures she had in a bureau drawer
in her bedroom.
She almost wished that she was in her bedroom right then.
Where she could
strip out of her clothes and shove a finger or two into her
own steaming
snatch!
The second woman also had big breasts, but they were hanging
slightly, not
unattractively, and her legs were long and shapely. Her
pubic hairs were also
dark and short, parted back from her cuntal lips. She went
over to the bed and
tapped the first man's bobbing head.
"I'm sure that we're going to see some gay
stuff now, " Betty whispered.
"Female gay stuff, that is. Because I've never
seen any of the husbands going
at each other."
Betty was right. The man lifted his head and grinned at the
second woman
and man. The woman he'd been lapping opened her eyes
and smiled. The man moved
from between her legs, and while the second woman was taking
his place, went up
and started sucking on one of the first woman's thrusting
titties. The second
man climbed onto the bed and began sucking on the other jutting
breast.
"That's enough to make a girl cream her panties!"
Betty whispered
excitedly.
Stacy didn't say anything, but she agreed one hundred
percent. She
wondered if Betty was going to have an orgasm. She didn't
think she would, not
without touching herself, but the crotch of her panties
already felt damp.
God, what a sight! The woman's head was bobbing and
her hair was swirling as
she performed the intimate oral act. The two men were sucking
on the two
breasts furiously, and the woman receiving all the lavish
attention was bucking
like crazy.
"She's coming, Stacy! Jesus, would I ever like
to be in her place! It's
really great to have a tongue and lips working away down
there while two mouths
are going to town above! A lapping tongue and a sucking mouth
feels just about
as great as a pistoning prick. And, to settle any curiosity
you may have, yes,
I've had my cunt and clit sucked and lapped by females
as well as by males!"
"That's terrible, " Stacy said, not sure
that she meant it, unable to take
her eyes from the erotic tableau.
"It's terribly nice, baby! Someday you'll
know just how nice it really
is! Maybe not from a female, but any male with an ounce of
brains and a real
desire to make a girl happy will eat pussy before pronging
it!"
Stacy remained silent as both women stopped all motion
and the men pulled
away. The woman that'd been doing the cuntlapping
lifted her head, licked her
lips, and moved until she was kissing the other woman on
the mouth. It was
obvious to Stacy that the kiss was being returned in a very
passionate manner.
One of the men said something and patted the uplifted ass
of the woman on
top. She immediately lowered her body until the two female
crotches were
making contact and the two pair of breasts were mashed together.
Both females began squirming together, going through
the motions of
intercourse -- fucking, as Betty would've bluntly
stated it, Stacy thought and
the woman on the bottom reached down and grabbed a stiff
cock in each hand.
"It's fun to give one guy a handjob, " Betty
said. "Jacking two off at the
same time is really great! Not that I think she'll be
allowed to keep on until
those two stiff dicks shoot off!"
"I still find it difficult to believe that those four
people are married,
but not to each other, " Stacy said. "Did I say
that right? Anyhow, you know
what I mean."
"You'd really be surprised to know just who and
how many married couples
do swap around here, " Betty said. "Personally,
I see no harm in it. I'm sure
that most married people get bored with each other sooner
or later and what
harm is there if they both agree to swap? They at least stay
together and
there isn't much difference in that and getting divorces
and marrying three,
four, five, or six times like some so-called high class
bitches in this country
do."
"Maybe you're right about that, but that doesn't
explain the reason for
the way those two women are going at each other."
"That's just a little extra added pleasure,
Stacy! Hell, life's short and
all that stuff and I admire the hedonists and the way they
think. Because I'm
one myself, I guess!"
"Maybe I'm just envious because I'm unable
to let myself go the way you
can, " Stacy said, finding that the talk was somehow
helping her keep herself
under control. A few times she'd had the wild urge to
rush off into the
darkness where she could be alone to relieve the tension
that was just as much
mental as it was physical.
"You're doing just fine, Stacy. A few more days
with me and my blunt way
of speaking and you'll be surprising yourself with
your new way of looking upon
sex and life in general. I could sense that you weren't
really a prude, you
know, or I wouldn't have bothered to try and help you
come out of your shell.
Well, it looks as if they're finally going to start
fucking! "
The two women had pulled away from each other and were getting
on their
backs. It didn't seem to Stacy that they'd climaxed
while grinding their cunts
together. She wondered if Betty had ever done that, or used
her mouth and
tongue on another female, but she was afraid to ask. Betty
might think that
she was hinting that she'd like to assume what she'd
read was, called the
passive role in Lesbianism, and she didn't want to
fool around with the gay
stuff. She might get hooked, as some females did, and she
didn't want to take
any chances on anything like that happening. Not until
she'd at least had sex
with a male, anyhow!
It turned out that Betty was wrong. They didn't start
fucking right away.
The men went down on the women, switching back and forth
a couple of times, as
the women fondled each other's titties. Stacy could
tell that the women
weren't climaxing and it looked as if the men were just
kind of teasing them,
getting them hot and ready for the cocks that looked bigger
all the time.
Finally, the men did mount the women, the second man taking
the first
woman, the first man Stacy and Betty had seen getting between
the other woman's
parted legs. The women put their hands down and did the guiding.
Both men
pushed in balls deep, held there for a few seconds, then
pulled their stiff
shafts out until only the knobs were embedded. Both women
lurched upward to
capture all of the rigid rods and the men shoved all the way
in again, slamming
the women's asses back down upon the mattress.
Stacy had daydreamed many times about being fucked, and
about others
fucking, and she thought a little wildly that at least one
of her fantasies was
coming true. It was just as exciting as she'd thought
it'd be. It was
beautiful, really, the rhythmical way each couple moved
together.
She had all kinds of still pictures, but they paled greatly
when compared
to actually witnessing sexual intercourse-fucking.
Again the men switched back and forth from woman to woman,
fucking for
only a minute or two each time before they shifted, and Stacy
didn't really pay
enough attention to that part of the erotic scene to know
how many times a
shift was made. It was enough just to see the glistening
cocks from time to
time, imagining how it'd feel to have one shoved into
her steaming snatch each
time there was a change of partners -- and then wondering
how it'd feel to have
a prick pistoning in her palpitating pussy.
Because a few times she seemed to be right on the brink of
a blissful
orgasm. But she'd close her eyes and grip the window
sill until her knuckles
ached and somehow keep from spasming. She was afraid that
she'd moan or cry
out and she didn't want Betty to know that she was so
passionate. That pretty
girl seemed surprisingly calm and cool and Stacy knew that
it'd be very
embarrassing to lose control of herself.
Besides, she thought a few times, it wasn't the first
time she'd been as
hot as a firecracker and couldn't or didn't do
anything about it. Sometimes she
could get almost as sexy-hot while sitting in a classroom
and having erotic
daydreams and the wildest fantasies possible.
"They're long-lasting studs, " Betty
said after about ten minutes had
passed. "That's nothing unusual, though. The
swapping husbands are a
sophisticated bunch, of course, and I guess it takes something
really extra to
make them shoot off fast like a teen-ager. Come to think
of it, I know quite a
few boys able to last and last! They're going to try
something else now."
Stacy hadn't taken her eyes from the fucking couples.
The men pulled
their cocks out and walked on their hands and knees until
each glistening prick
was poking directly at a waiting female mouth. The two women
licked their own
cunt juices from the cocks and then the men lowered enough
to be sucked. The
sucking didn't go on very long. The men got out of the
way and the women got
into what Stacy had heard called the sixty-nine position.
While the women were going down on each other, the men got
down behind
them, each tonguing an asshole. That went on for a few minutes,
then the men
pulled away, turned around, and each began to rub the end
of his hard cock
through the crack of a female ass.
"You just might see some ass-fucking, Stacy!"
Glancing at Betty, Stacy wondered if the wanton young girl
had ever taken
a cock up her rectum. Why certainly! There wasn't even
any need to ask.
There probably wasn't much of anything that Betty
hadn't done where sex was
concerned. Did she really want to become as free-wheeling
as Betty? Betty
seemed to be happy enough, that was for sure, but losing
one's virginity didn't
mean that one had to become as wantonly promiscuous as Betty
so obviously was.
Not, Stacy quickly told herself, that she'd definitely
made up her mind to go
on a double date with Betty. Besides, if she didn't
really like the date a lot
she wouldn't even consider letting him be first to
-- to fuck her.
Stacy felt a shudder ripple throughout her entire body
and it didn't have
much to do with the exciting erotic scene she was observing
with staring eyes.
It had to do with her basic reluctance, and fear, of having
sexual intercourse.
She'd have to stop being so wishy-washy. One moment
she had her mind made up
to go all-out and let some boy fuck her, the next moment she
was frightened and
making excuses ...
"They just did that to make their cocks slippery,
Stacy. With their tools
coated with cunt juice they don't have to take time
to go get Vaseline or some
other lubricant. Saliva works okay, too, of course!"
The women had stopped eating each other and the men had shoved
their
pricks into the pussies from the rear. They'd only
made a few thrusts before
withdrawing, however, and their cocks were wetly glistening.
Each man placed
the blunt end of his thrusting cock against a puckered anal
opening and the bed
was situated in such a way that Stacy could see each big knob
pop past a tight
elastic ring.
Stacy mentally flinched in sympathy with the two women.
She could see the
expressions of pain on their faces, and she'd experimented
enough with herself
to know that the swollen glans lodged in the assholes just
about had to hurt.
In her excitement while masturbating she'd often
gotten carried away with
passion and shoved a finger up her own ass. She'd read
that the entire anal
region was considered to be an erogenous zone and it was
certainly true with
her.
But a finger wasn't like a big hard cock! She'd
gotten used to her
finger, or her asshole had, and it felt good when she occasionally
finger-fucked herself there while stimulating her cunt
and clit, but she didn't
think she'd want to try anything bigger than her finger.
Many women liked to
be sodomized, though -- as did some men -- and the pained
expressions on each
woman's face was turning into one of bliss.
Both cocks had slowly disappeared and the men had started
slow and steady
in and almost out thrusts. They were pumping in the same
tempo, seemingly on
purpose, and the women were hunching along with the pistoning
pricks. Then the
women resumed the intimate oral act that'd been interrupted,
really burrowing
their faces into each other's crotches, and the four
moved in unison for two or
three minutes.
Suddenly one man began to pump erratically, his firm-looking
buttocks
moving in short jerks instead of in the smooth rhythm that
Stacy had found so
fascinating. The jerky motions made her even more excited.
Because she knew
that his sperm was shooting out of his cock into the woman's
asshole. Or into
her bowels.
The other man began pounding his prick into the other woman's
rectum in
the same jerky manner. Both women lurched spasmodically,
seemingly trying to
eat each other alive, and after a few seconds the four collapsed
and were
still.
"I'm ready to go if you are, Stacy. I'm so
fucking sexy-hot I can't take
it any longer without flipping right out of my skull!"
"I'm ready, " Stacy said, backing away
from the window. "I'm not exactly
cool, you know!"
"If I show you how I relieve my sexual tension at times,
will you promise
not to tell anybody, Stacy? You won't have to do anything
-- and you won't be
touched. I just want to show you a wonderful way that I get
my jollies!"
"I don't suppose I'd have anything to lose, "
Stacy said, thinking that
Betty was also an exhibitionist and wanted to be watched
while masturbating in
some fashion.
Betty had also backed away from the window. She peered through
the
darkness into Stacy's face. "You promise not
to blab?"
"Yes, " Stacy said. "Sure, I promise."
"Then let's haul ass!"
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