Nick Eastwood - Widow on the make

Andrea grinned and shot back, "Maybe you should take fucking lessons from Don, honey."

But it was all said in a joking tone. Not a single person in that room seemed jealous or upset about swapping mates. Don's wife was going down on Frank, and Joan's husband was fucking Andrea, and of course Ginger was sharing Harry with Dotty. Dotty felt dizzy as she tried to straighten out all the combinations.

"Faster, honey!" Ginger moaned. "Lick faster!"

Dotty stopped trying to figure out who had exchanged with who, and she just concentrated on getting Ginger off. Now, she caught her throbbing joy button between her lips and started sucking, and Ginger wailed with pleasure.

"Unnnhhhh, Dotty, you're fantastic!" she cried. "Yeah, honey, suck me off!"

"Good going, Dotty," Frank called.

Dotty couldn't answer. Her mouth was busy. Besides, Harry was driving her so wild with his tongue that she couldn't have spoken anyway. She felt him shoving the thick wet slab of meat into her boiling cunt, and she groaned in ecstasy.

As if all that wasn't exciting enough, she could watch Don fucking Andrea. Kneeling behind her, he hammered his steel-hard cock into her squirting little pussy, shaking her whole body with the impact. Her small but gorgeous tits wobbled crazily.

"Ooooh, shit, oooooh!" she howled. "Fuck it to me, Don, fuck my brains out, baby!"

Don's eyes were rolling, and looked about ready to come. But he kept plugging away, determined to get Andrea off, too. She was clawing the carpet and whimpering as he pounded her to the very brink of orgasm.

"Unnnhhh, shit, that's so damned good!" she moaned. "Just a little more, I'm almost there."

"Mmmmmm, Dotty, I'm almost there, too!" Ginger whimpered. "Fuck me with your tongue, honey, make me come!"

Dotty crammed her tongue stiffly into Ginger's tangy-tasting fuck hole and worked the wet meat to the rhythm of Harry's plowing tongue. But then she felt Harry withdraw. She began to whimper with frustration, but it turned into a whine of bliss as she felt his huge hard cock cramming her cunt.

"Unnnhhhh!" she groaned.

The situation was even wilder now. Harry was fucking her hard while she tongue-fucked his wife. Just a few feet away Don was pounding his cock into Andrea, doggy-fashion, and Joan was sucking ravenously on Frank's cock.

Something had to give. Dotty realized it was going to be her. Harry had fucked her less than a minute when she felt a huge blast of pleasure in the fiery depths of her cunt. His big hard cock was getting her off explosively.

"Unnnnhhh, unnnggghhh!" she groaned. "Awwwww, Jesus, awwww!" Harry bawled. "Ooooooh, Dotty, you did it, ooooh!" Ginger squealed.

The three of them were all coming at the same time, Harry flooding Dotty's sucking cunt with an enormous load of boiling jism, while Ginger came in Dotty's face. And the ethers weren't far behind them.

"Ohhhh, shit, you're making me come, ohhhhh!" Andrea yelled.

"Ahhhhh, Christ, take my load!" Don roared.

They rocked violently together, and then Frank bellowed, "Eat it, baby, aaagghhh!"

"Unnnhh, ummmmm!" Joan moaned as he pumped her mouth full of hot thick jizz.

Dotty heard all this as her own powerful climax went on and on. She could hardly believe she'd just taken part in this incredible orgy. At last she and Ginger and Harry rolled apart, exhausted and panting.

That was when she learned that the party had just begun.

"Break time!" Frank called out. "Jesus, I'm wrung out. Let's have some drinks."

"I'll get them," Dotty said, jumping to her feet.

"I'll help," Andrea said.

The two shapely women went over to the bar and got to work. "I guess I don't have to ask if you want to keep this job, Dotty," Andrea chuckled.

"No," Dotty laughed, "you don't have to ask. I just hope I'm not too much of an amateur, Andrea. I don't have the experience you guys have."

"Hey, honey, you have natural talent," Andrea assured her. "You're doing great. But there's something I better tell you about."

"Oh-oh," Dotty said.

"What's that?"

"Well, I hope you're over your shyness," Andrea went on, "because we're gonna want to watch you perform. I mean, you're gonna be the star tonight."

"I am?" Dotty gasped.

"You're flew, Dotty," Andrea smiled. "Everybody's curious about you. They want to know just how far you'll go. But don't worry about it. It'll be lots of fun."

"I sure hope so," Dotty said nervously. They delivered the drinks, and everybody sat around recuperating. "How you find Dotty?" Joan wanted to know. "She seems too good to be true."

"Yeah, she does," Frank grinned. "It was fuck. She answered our ad, and she was just right."

"Did you do this kind of thing before, Dotty?" Ginger asked.

"Oh, gosh, no," Dotty laughed. "I was happily married for ten years. I never made it with anybody but my husband till after he died."

"Nobody else?" Joan exclaimed. "Wow, you had a lot of self-control."

"Not necessarily," Andrea said. "Ten years is how long Frank and I waited before we started to swing. We still loved each other, but we wanted some novelty."

"Right," Joan said, "but Don and I only waited five years."

"Hell," Harry laughed, "Ginger and I didn't wait at all."

Dotty listened to all this and wondered if she and Hank would ever have become swingers. They'd still had a very hot sex life when he was killed. But they were both such horny people, it seemed possible that sooner or later they'd have been interested in a scene like this.

She just wished Hank was here tonight to check it out. She knew he would have loved it. She imagined him fucking Ginger or going down on Joan, and she didn't feel jealous. Yes, she and Hank would have fit right in. She was going it alone, but she sensed that Hank would have approved.

"Hey, Dotty," Don said, "you're daydreaming. Isn't this party exciting enough for you?"

"Oh, sorry," Dotty smiled. "I was just thinking about my husband and wishing he was here to enjoy this."

"Well, you have to start thinking about the future, honey," Ginger said. "I'm sure we can keep you entertained. How about it, fellas?"

"Yeah," Harry grinned, "we can keep her entertained, all right."

"We'd better tell Dotty what we're talking about," Frank said. "You see, Dotty, when new people join our group, we ask them to put on a special show. Now it's your turn."

Dotty blushed. "Gosh, what do I have to do?" she asked.

"Just have fun and let us watch," Frank smiled. "I'll get you started."

He took her hand and led her to the center of the room. Dotty still had no idea what was expected of her, and she just hoped she wouldn't make a fool of herself. But when Frank drew her down on the carpet and started kissing and fondling her, she began to get the idea.

She and Frank were supposed to get it on while all the others watched. Dotty would be the only woman performing. That made her feel a little self-conscious, but Frank's expert touch soon lulled her, nervousness. His hand slid between her legs, and she gurgled with pleasure.

Frank's knowing fingers found her clit and grasped it, gently but sensuously kneading. Dotty flushed with excitement and soaked his fingers with hot spurts of cream. All around her people were watching, but it mattered less and less.

"Mmmmmm, mmmm," she gurgled.

She relaxed more and more, letting her legs fall wide open and exposing her wet pink cunt slit to everybody's eyes. She just didn't care who looked, as long as Frank kept up that exciting finger play. He kneaded her clit faster, and she moaned with delight and creamed all over his hand.

"Ohhhh, yesss!" she breathed. "That feels so good, Frank!"

Everybody was smiling, nobody was upset. Dotty realized that she could do any crazy thing she wanted, and it would be okay with this liberated group of people. Anybody could work out any sexual fantasy he wanted, and nobody would be upright about it.