Norma Egan - Cheating Spouses

“So now what do we do?” Lucie said. “Just change partners when the mood hits us?”

“I’ve got a better idea than that,” Brent said with a grin. “As I was saying to Amy, wouldn’t it be a kick if we all got together at once?”

“Brent, how kinky!” Lucie giggled. “You mean have our own little orgy?”

“You got it,” Brent said. “I think it’d be a great cure for boredom.”

“I’ll go along with that,” Tom said eagerly. “Sounds really far out.”

“It could be fun,” Lucie mused. “What do you think, Amy?”

The little redhead smiled and said, “Sure, why not? I’ll try anything once.”

“Great,” Brent said. “Why not start now? John and Carol are through for the night.”

“Too bad we can’t get them to join us,” Tom said.

Behind the drapes, Carol reddened.

“Are you kidding?” Lucie said. “Carol’s a good sport, she might be talked into it, but John? Never. He’d shit a brick if you even mentioned it.”

Carol’s blush deepened. Lucie had cruelly but accurately described John – her husband, the prude. No way in the world would John take part in an orgy. Carol wondered about herself. She found the idea terribly wicked, even weird. She didn’t think she could bring herself to do it. But, boy, would it be fun to watch!

“Lucie’s right,” Brent said. “We’d better just leave Carol and John out of it. But let’s get started.”

They all stood up and started taking off their clothes. They did it calmly, without even a blush, but Carol’s face was red with shock and wonder. They were actually going to do it. Somehow the four of them were going to get it on. She didn’t approve, she didn’t understand, but she couldn’t tear herself away. Wicked as it might be, she just had to go on watching.

She eyed Brent’s powerful chest with its mat of grey and brown hairs, and she felt a little tingle of lust in her pussy. She felt the same thing as she watched Tom undress. She couldn’t help remembering how great it had been to make love with both of them. But she’d better not think about such things. She was horny enough as it was. She turned her attention to the women.

Lucie and Amy made a delicious contrast, the former tall and slim and black-haired, the latter tiny and curvy and red-haired. Both were enticing in their own way. They tossed their clothes into a corner and stretched out on the big fur rug in front of the crackling fireplace. Tom and Brent ogled them hungrily.

“Christ,” Tom chuckled, “we haven’t even started yet, and I’m already turned on.”

He proved it when he lowered his pants. His thick seven-inch cock was standing up stiffly, hugging his belly and oozing bright little droplets of cream. Lucie and Amy frankly ogled his hard-on, and Lucie even licked her lips. Tom joined them on the rug. Lucie and Amy bumped hands as they both reached for his cock, and they broke into giggles.

“Maybe we need somebody to control the traffic here,” Lucie laughed.

“Guess we’ll just have to toss for it,” Amy grinned.

“Never fear, ladies,” Brent said. “Help is on the way. You’ll soon have two cocks to play with.”

He dropped his shorts, and Carol gawked hungrily at his gorgeous cock-stand. His prick was so stiffly swollen that it hardly quivered when he strolled over to the rug and sat down. Amy scooted close to him and curled her little fist around his thick pale dick. Lucie took Tom’s rigid cock in her hand and began pumping it. The two men exchanged grins.

“Hey, this is all right,” Tom said.

“Yeah, a real turn-on,” Brent agreed.

Carol was almost breathless with shock. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. The two couples were more or less committing adultery right in front of each other, and nobody seemed to mind at all. On the contrary, they seemed happy and excited.

Lucie smiled warmly as she watched her husband getting a brisk hand-job from Amy. Amy seemed perfectly content to watch Lucie frigging her husband. And if the husbands were jealous of each other, they didn’t show it. They seemed turned on by watching their wives playing with another man’s cock.

“Oooo, this is fun!” Lucie said.

“Yes, it’s so naughty, isn’t it?” Amy giggled.

Carol could go along with that. It was the most naughty thing she’d ever seen in her life. But though she completely disapproved of swinging, she couldn’t seem to stop gawking at the scene on the fur rug. To her embarrassment, she was getting more horny and excited by the second. She felt her pussy getting swollen, moist and hot.

Brent gently uncurled Amy’s little hand from his rigid drooling prick and eased her down on her back. She didn’t protest when he opened her legs wide and bent them back at the knees. Her pretty little pink pussy was fully exposed in the mellow fire light. The other three stared at it. Carol blushing hotly. How could Amy just lie there and let them gawk at her slit?

“I know something Amy likes,” Brent teased.

He reached out and opened the copper-furred lips of her bush to expose the tiny red button of her clit. He took the little lump between his fingers and began to knead it briskly. Amy gave a shrill little squeal of delight and opened her legs even wider. Sudden moisture appeared around the small mouth of her cunt.

“Ooooooo!” Amy squealed. “Ooooooo, yes! Play with my clit, Brent, I just love that.”

Her excitement infected the others. Brent flushed with lust as he frigged her hot little clit, and Lucie and Tom drew closer together as they watched, eagerly fondling each other. Tom cupped and squeezed Lucie’s small high tits, and she pumped faster on his fat rigid dick. All had their eyes glued to Amy’s glowing pink gash, which was getting wetter by the second.

Carol was watching as intently as the others. She noted how pretty Amy’s pussy was, with its pure pink flesh and dainty fringe of flame-colored curls. No wonder Brent wanted to play with it. Would he go down on her, right there in front of the others? Carol reddened at the thought, yet it excited her, too.

Slowly, with Brent’s expert finger-play on her clit, Amy’s pussy got fully soaked with gushing cunt-cream. The petite redhead lay there panting and moaning, her legs wide open, and she didn’t seem the least bit embarrassed. Her mind was totally on the delicious sensations she was getting as Brent frigged her clit faster and faster.

“Oh, Christ, it’s so good,” Amy whimpered.

“I’m getting jealous,” Lucie said.

Tom laughed and eased her onto her back. “Don’t worry, baby,” he said. “I’ll take care of that.”

He pushed her long slim legs open and exposed her whole pussy. It was a startling contrast to Amy’s slit, a bright scarlet with a fringe of black curls. Tom knelt between her outstretched thighs and began to play with her clit, pressing a fingertip to the bright red button, rubbing it briskly. Lucie gave a hoarse moan of pleasure, and almost right away thick glistening juice began to leak from her cunt-mouth.

“Ummmmmm, yes!” Lucie cried. “Play with me, darling!”

Carol felt a dizzying mixture of emotions. The scene before her was shocking, the most shocking thing she’d ever seen. She felt disgust at this double adultery, this unashamed free swinging. Yet simultaneously she was hotly turned on by watching. She hadn’t worn panties under her robe, and she could feel steamy sticky twat-cream running down her thighs. Why should this kinky scene make her so aroused?

She told herself that it was because she was starving for sex. Anything to do with sex, even this disgusting little orgy, was bound to get her aroused. Yet she knew that wasn’t all of it. She wasn’t just starved for love-making. She was starved for novelty and excitement, too. She and John had been getting it on in exactly the same way for five years. Watching this bizarre quartet was bound to excite her.