Norma Egan - Daddy_s bad girl

"Hey, you guys!" Harry Giacomo called, laughing, to the two swinging couples. "You trying to turn this party into one of them sex orgies?"

"You hit it right on the nose, Harry!" replied Herbie Haymes. "Ken and Barb and Dora and I have a little cultural exchange plan going here. Of course, if it bothers the rest of you, we can always do it somewhere else."

"Hell, I don't mind," said Giacomo. "I seen plenty women in Paris. But Guy's the boss he… What d'ya say, boss?"

Guy grinned at the others. "I'm nearsighted," he said. "I don't see anything."

"You better move up closer, then," laughed Ken, "or you're gonna miss the action!"

And that seemed to be that. With Guy's permission granted, the Haymes' and Carisons went on with their "cultural exchange" in the main room of the lodge. Judy was appalled, not only at their actions but at her father for condoning it all. Not wishing to make a spectacle of herself, however, she remained silent.

Ken still had his hand up Dora's skirt, and from the flushed, beaming look on her face, it was apparent that he was doing something she liked very much. After a while she could no longer contain herself, and with a little moan she reached for Ken's crotch, feverishly unzipping his fly and lifting out his long, white, flabby prick. She began tickling and pumping it with her hand, while Ken grinned at her and went on doing whatever he was doing under her skirt. Meanwhile, Herbie and Barb had gone well beyond kissing. Herbie had laid the voluptuous blonde housewife on her back on the plush carpet, mined her dress, slipped off her panties, and was now busily engaged in licking and sucking her fat red clit, making Barb squeal and writhe.

"Oh, golly!" breathed Chrissy Catlin. "How exciting!"

"That's what you want, baby?" laughed Giacomo, patting her shapely ass. "You want to get in on the action?"

"Oh, Harry, could we?" Chrissy answered, giving him a baby-faced look of gratitude. "That would be super!"

Giacomo, grinning, reached under Chrissy's dress as she stood before him and tugged her tiny bikini panties down, to her ankles. Chrissy giggled and stepped out of them, then raised her dress to her waist. Somewhat to Judy's surprise, her small curly reddish-haired snatch matched the abundant hair of her head, which Judy had suspected of being dyed. Chrissy stepped up close to Giacomo as he sat, and the portly man buried his face in her pussy fur. Judy couldn't see just what he was doing, but Chrissy soon began giving delighted squeals.

Now the only people still on the sidelines were Judy and Walter, who sat blushing and gawking in a corner of the room, and Clen Jamison and Guy, who were sitting quite close to the swinging couples. Guy looked poised and cool, smiling slightly as he watched the action. But Clen seemed to be completely unhinged. The buxom widow was pop-eyed as her gaze swept from couple to couple. She reddened, swallowed, gulped her drink, and began to breathe very heavily. Judy wondered what was the matter with her. Shock? An attack of apoplexy? But Clen Jamison soon answered her silent question. With a strangled howl, she suddenly shot from her chair, trotted to Guy, and plunged her face down on his crotch.

"Hey!" Guy snorted. "What the hell?" Then, looking down at his lap full of dyed red hair, he chuckled, "Well, okay, baby, if that's what you want! But it'll go a lot better if you unzip me first."

Clen raised her flushed face, gave him a hungry look, and fumbled at his fly with her plump fingers. Guy sat back lazily and watched her clumsy efforts. Eventually she managed to get his fly open and to draw out his flaccid cock. It was exceptionally long and thick even without an erection, and Clen's startled face reflected her appreciation.

"Oh, my goodness!" she gurgled. "Will you look at the meat on this man!"

Judy flinched at hearing the well-bred woman talk this way, but most of the others laughed and had a look at Guy's cock. Herbie whistled. "Shit!" he snorted. "I feel like a dwarf!"

"It's certainly the biggest dong I ever saw!" said Barb, licking her lips.

"Well, it's going to be a lot bigger," Clen maintained stoutly, "when I finish with it!"

Then, as the others watched, the plump widow guided Guy's long flabby cock between her red lips, staining the pale shaft with lipstick as she did so. She sucked it in slowly, as if savoring it, until she had taken in half its length, which was all any woman could manage with a prick that size. Clen flashed Guy a passionate look, then drew in her cheeks sharply and began to suck noisily, hungrily, on his cock.

"Ummm," muttered Guy. "Great, baby! Go!"

"How about you, Ken?" Dora purred. "Would you like some of the same?"

"Sure would," grinned Ken, "if you did it to me!"

Dora smiled mischievously, slipped off the couch, and knelt before Ken, seizing his prick and popping it into her mouth. Judy recalled having watched her do this to him before, in the recreation room, and now Dora used the same technique, sucking in just the glands of his cock and reaming it with her wriggling tongue.

Ken grimaced with pleasure and sank back on the couch. "Aw, shit, that's good!" he whined. "Suck it, baby, suck it!"

Cocksuckers and pussy eaters were evenly divided now, as Clen and Dora gave expert, eager blow jobs to their partners, and Giacomo and Herbie loudly sucked the clits of Chrissy and Barb. There was no more conversation for the moment, but many sounds, slurping, sucking, licking, heavy breathing, the low, gratified sighs of men and the delightful squeals of women. Judy and Walter alone remained outside the action, still sitting in their corner and watching as if stunned.

"Good grief," said Walter, "I simply can't believe all this!"

"Me, either," replied Judy. "I mean, I knew this kind of thing went on, but I never expected to be present when it happened."

"A phenomenon of our mobile modem society," Walter explained, regaining same of his scientific composure. "No doubt related to the breakdown of the nuclear family structure. The same traits can be observed in some animal colonies during severe stress."

"Oh, how interesting," said Judy, who had been watching the action and only half listening to him. "But I really wonder if we should be watching like this. It seems kind of indecent."

"Oh, I wouldn't say that," Walter replied, adjusting his glasses, which had slipped to the end of his nose. "They don't mind – they've already said so. So there's no reason for you to feel upset. I suggest that you adopt a scientific attitude, as I intend to do. Regard it as studying animal behavior."

"Now, that's a viewpoint I can agree with!" said Judy.

Indeed, to her, it was animal behavior. She had never seen anything so vulgar and primitive as this display of unbridled lust in the main room of the lodge. The various couples pursued their sex play with no modesty at all, and even watched each other and exchanged comments.

"How ya doin', Guy?" Herbie called to him, raising his head from Barb's snatch for a breath of air. "What kinda cocksucker is Clen?"

"Not half bad," laughed Guy. "What she lacks in experience, she makes up for in enthusiasm. Aghh! Hey, baby, don't bite it! Just suck it!"

Clen, kneeling before Guy, was mourning his cock as if she were starved, her red hair flying in all directions as she plunged her head up and down. Guy still looked only mildly amused, leaning back in his chair and watching the others. He seemed particularly interested in the reactions of Chrissy Catlin as the beautiful young actress stood before Harry Giacomo and let him tongue her clit. She seemed to be in a mindless ecstasy, her long-lashed eyelids fluttering, her little hands squeezing Giacomo's shoulders, her lovely legs spread wide.

"Oooooo!" she cooed. "Nobody does it like you, Harry!"

Judy could now see just what the portly businessman was doing to his mistress. Giacomo's chubby fingers held Chrissy's furry cuntlips wide apart, exposing her prominent pink clitoris, and his gleaming red tongue was flicking and lashing the plump bud swiftly and vigorously. After several minutes of this, he suddenly seized Chrissy's ass, pulled her up tight against him, and his face was obscured by her small auburn snatch.