Richard Long: Along came a swapper

"There!" he gasped. "There it comes! God, what a come! I'll drown you with spunk!"

And he nearly did, inundating Sandra's gaping pussy, her fingers, thighs, buttocks and belly with great gobs of thick, milky sperm.

The tall redhead became a fiery furnace of femininity when she felt the thick, hot cream spatter her flesh. The combined visual and tactile stimulus was enough to turn her into a dervish of orgiastic frenzy, gaping and gurgling with passionate zeal.

When Max's prick had dribbled out the last droplet of his hot spew, he wiped the head on her thigh, selecting a dry spot to receive the last of his jism.

"Whew! What a way to go!" Sandra gulped, shaking her head in awe at the violence which had pulverized her lovely body. "I know I'm kind of a kook for wanting it that way, but believe me, baby, I know what's best for me!"

"Don't the other ways do anything for you?"

"Oh, it feels good when I just get fucked in the ass, or even in the cunt, for that matter," she replied. "And it's a little better when a guy fucks my mouth and lets it shoot onto my tongue. But none of them can hold a candle to this. I know; I've tried it every way, and this is what gets me going first-class!"

"Then you ought not to do anything else," Max told her. "If anyone knows what's good for you, you ought to be the one."

Sandra lay still for a few more minutes, savoring the last vestiges of her tumultuous climax. Then she asked Max to hand her her panties, and she used them to wipe the sperm from her fingers and body. Like Teddy, she was planning to return to the den without dressing. Max hesitated a moment, dreading the prospect of displaying his nudity before the assembled crowd, or as many of them as might be present in the den. However, when Sandra assured him that everyone else would be nude, he shrugged and laid his clothes aside.

They re-entered the den to find four couples standing around the record player, all quite naked and all quite obviously fresh from stimulating sessions in a bedroom. Jackie hadn't yet returned, and Max cast a curious eye over the other women in the room.

All of them were attractive, though the loveliest of the lot seemed interested only in Sandra. They took in his nudity with the bold glances, openly eyeing his dangling prick in a way that caused it to begin springing upward again. Max felt acutely self-conscious about this, since the other men present were quite nonchalant and very relaxed, especially in that vital area.

Fortunately, none of the women seemed interested in taking him, off to a bedroom immediately. As Max soon recognized with a feeling of relief, his bout with Sandra had been exhausting, for all the lack of the usual trimmings, and he doubted if he would he able to achieve another climax within the hour.

He joined the crowd, and found them discussing the merits of various Dixieland jazz bands, a subject which interested him. And soon he realized that they might as well all be totally clothed. The orgy, it appeared, went on only at intervals; even these lust-hungry jades couldn't sustain an evening of total, concentrated, unmitigated sex.

By eleven o'clock, three hours after arriving at the party, Jackie had been to bed with three different men, including the superbly equipped Teddy. Each had given her exquisite pleasure, bringing her body to a purring perfection of sensual awareness, then plunging her headlong into the cauldron of orgasmic excitement. Max had been in bed with four different women, all hungry, and all expert at satisfying their lascivious needs.

No one bothered with clothes now, and indeed, few couples now made the effort to go off to a bedroom to do their coupling. Jackie looked around and saw two different pairs lying locked together, bodies pushing and thrusting madly as they sought release.

"Hi, I'm Jeff Willis," a good-looking young man said, seating himself beside her. "I've been looking forward to getting together with you all evening long but… well, I just haven't had the chance until now."

Jackie smiled at him, and remembered that he was the one Pris had identified as a devotee of anal intercourse. She felt a flicker of fascination.

"I'm Jackie," she replied, looking at him with frank interest. "Perhaps you can help me with something that's been troubling me. I can't get anyone to tell me what Greek-style lovemaking is. Do you know?"

"Do I ever!" he sighed, almost melting with eagerness when he heard the question. "My dear, it's the most exquisite form of passion in the world, that's all! Do you mean to sit there and tell me you don't know what it is?"

"I mean just that," Jackie insisted, eager to draw him out.

"It's very simple, really," he told her, smiling with anticipation. "It involves a man applying his stinger to the rear entrance instead of the front, basically. Of course, there are lots of fancy variations, but in essence that's what it amounts to."

"You mean a guy puts his cock up a woman's asshole?" she blurted, curious to see what the effect of her bold language would be.

"I mean just that! And Jackie, believe me when I say that you just haven't lived until you've felt a prick prying at your anus, spreading the sphincter and then digging into your bowel! And when the climax hits, woweee! Most women are much more sensitive there than in their cunts, so they feel it all the more intensely. Look, why don't you and I go off to a bedroom somewhere and let me show you what I mean. Girl, you'd be wonderful to teach this to!"

Jackie agreed, since she'd been hoping all along that he would ask and save her the ignominy of having to request it.

They were well on their way to a bedroom when suddenly Jeff paused and looked curiously at her. "I know of something that would be an even more delicious experience, if you'd like to try it," he murmured tentatively. When Jackie assured him that she was indeed interested in all forms of sensual experience, he brightened and put his suggestion to her. "Why not bring your husband along? If you're happily married – and I can tell that you are by the looks you've been giving him – then he might think it a good thing to be there when you lose your anal maidenhead, so to speak. And especially if he were in you himself. That would make it terribly exciting for all of us!"

Jackie almost toppled at hearing that. Her legs were afflicted with a sudden weakness that threatened to turn them to jelly, and her heart raced at a maddening pace. The thought of being pierced to the core by two vigorous men, one in each of the tender openings between her thighs, struck her as outrageously stimulating. She could only nod her eager assent to the bizarre proposal.

"I'll go get him," she gulped after recovering her power of speech. "He might think it odd, somebody else coming up to him with a proposition like that. But I'm sure he'll be willing to try it."

She went off in search of Max, and found him in a knot of, people by the bar. He answered her beckoning look by coming over to her, and when she explained what Jeff had proposed to her, he looked curiously at her, as if he were seeing her for the first time.

"But that's… sodomy!" he gasped.

"So what? It sounds like it might be fun," Jackie replied. "And besides, he's got a little prick; it wouldn't be like I was trying to get yours in there. Lord, that club of yours would rupture me for sure!"

Max finally agreed to participate in the perverted exercise, though Jackie could tell he wasn't truly happy about it. For that matter, she felt a small twinge of guilt herself, but it was as though they'd both been infected by the atmosphere of sensuality and lewdness pervading the house. They caught up with Jeff, and found an empty bedroom.

"This will take a little bit of managing," Jeff told them, once they were in the bedroom. "Since Jackie's never done this before, she'll probably he pretty tight, which means that I'll have some trouble getting it into her at first. Yes, it'll hurt a bit, but I think you'll probably find after a minute or two that the hurt is nothing compared to the thrills you'll be getting from it!"