Kenneth Dylan: Orgy Afternoon

Bruce grinned as he said, "I'm all for it. You know the way I am."

"Yes, dear," Linda said crisply. "I sure do."

Fred and Carol were watching her with a brand-new eagerness and Linda was suddenly turned on full blast. She wanted to make sure that she and Bruce could be accepted for membership in Carol's exclusive group.

"How do we go about becoming members?" Linda asked.

Carol reached for a cigarette. She took one from the pack on the table and Linda could see that the lovely blonde's hands were shaking. She could understand that, she was shaking, too.

"It really isn't as simple as one might suppose," Fred said. "First you make a formal application for membership, then you are invited to spend a weekend in the home of a couple on the membership committee. If you are satisfactory applicants, then you are invited to visit the next group meeting and there you are either accepted or rejected. It is done that way so that any reservations either of the new members might have can be dealt with before they actually are presented to the group. And, of course, our little club is wide open. Our members enjoy every imaginable facet of sexual activity."

Linda stared into Carol's eyes and she could see the hidden hunger there. Carol was getting hotter by the minute too and it showed in the blonde's beautiful green eyes. She ached with a quick desire to hold Carol and make her feel better.

"Couldn't we spend our probationary weekend with you two?" she said softly. The quick gladness that leapt into Carol's eyes told her that she had said exactly the right words. Fred looked at Bruce and he smiled. He was a handsome man, about thirty-five, and Linda knew that he had turned her on many times. He had sex appeal practically dripping from him, and when she thought of sucking his cock or accepting it between her legs she was almost dizzy with a quick and eager wanting.

"I would like that very much," Bruce said.

"We would, too," Fred said.

Bruce sat back and played with the ashtray. The band was playing soft, seductive music and Linda was filled with a sudden, trickling warmth and she knew that she would have a grand time with Fred and Carol. She and Bruce had been talking about trying to join one of the clubs in the area and now it was going to happen. The excitement that she was feeling in her loins was just too delightful to ignore so she sat back and seethed while her glands expelled huge amounts of nectar and her crotch tingled and glowed with pleasurable sensations.

"Why don't you two come over to our place?" Bruce suggested. "Tomorrow is Saturday and we could begin our little session then."

Fred looked at his gorgeous wife and she was smiling.

Linda said, "They have three kids, dear. What do they do about them?" The abrupt and rather revealing silence that greeted her question made her aware of new and even more delightful elements alive and busy in the milieu she was about to enter.

"Their kids play games, too," Bruce said, smiling.

"How nice," Linda said. Carol was gazing at her with a smile on her lips. She was gauging Linda's reactions to what had been said.

"The youngsters are so handsome," Carol said. "So healthy, and knowledgeable. We were faced with a choice. Either accept the fact that they would fool around on the sly, or let them learn to enjoy all facets of sex under our guidance and supervision. We took a vote and chose the latter. The children are very happy and we have such good times. Rachel, our thirteen-year-old daughter is on the pill like me, so we have no worries. She and the boys are very ardent and eager participants. We would very much like to visit with you for a weekend of fun and games. All of us."

Linda sat, her head spinning, her loins blazing, and she listened while Bruce and Fred talked about the way things would work out. When she and Bruce finally left the restaurant, she was so excited she went down on Bruce as soon as he started driving them home. She popped him twice but even then she knew that he would be wild and ready for more as soon as they got into bed.

Bruce helped her get ready for bed. She had eased the pressures for him, she knew, but she was drunk on sexual excitements and she giggled when she saw the way her pantyhose clung to her crotch. She had come so frequently during the evening she had glued her filmy under-things to her vulva.

When she was naked, Bruce began kissing her and she was suddenly too hot to be sensible. She wanted him in her and she pulled him down on top of her on the bed. She used her fingers to guide him into her slippery sheath and as soon as she felt him in her body, she began having massive orgasms, spasms of sexual throbbings and clenchings and her whole midsection was alive and squirming with wild sensations. She felt the lively, throbbing organ in her cunt and she was smashing her bottom against his thighs with fierce and frenzied thrustings. Then she was soaring and cresting and bursting. He was coming, too, and she felt sure that her crotch and her brain were both going to explode at the same time.

He fell upon her, gasping for breath, and she was, too. She could feel the slippery juices slipping out of her tight little sheath and he was up again. His hands turned her onto her belly as he slid his cock into her cunt again, but she knew that was merely preliminary. A few thrusts later he slipped his cock out of her cunt, and while it was dripping with the fruits of their orgasms he slid it into her asshole. She yelped in quick delight, feeling every little millimeter of his hard cock as it pushed its way into her asshole. She was especially alert in that part of her body and Bruce was eager to have her enjoy everything that he could provide for her. He began sliding his cock in and out in her tight little hole and then she was bursting and his fingers were between her legs and he was helping her to achieve a new and greater sexual splendor.

She began to crest and then her mind left her and she became a vegetable, seething and quivering and spilling and she knew that Bruce was eating her cunt. She was alert when he gave her the honey kiss that she always liked after these sessions and then she sort of slid into a blissful • slumber and she was sure that he was licking her cunt gently and sweetly even as she fell into sleep.

When she woke in the morning, he was already up and she was alone in the bed. It was very early and she wondered why Bruce would get up so early. It was not like him. She climbed out of her bed and she spent some time in the shower, washing away the dried sweat and other vestiges of a night sex session. She slipped her robe on and went into the kitchen. Her car was gone and she was alone in the house.

She remembered then that Fred and Carol and their kids were coming to visit for a weekend and she wondered if Bruce had gotten up to go and bring them to the house.

She sat and smoked several cigarettes while she dawdled over coffee. She began to think about the many delights that would be available when Fred and Carol and their youngsters arrived. She felt a twinge of fear, worried that she would not be able to perform sexually in front of the young people. She was inclined to regard a thirteen-year-old girl as a child and the boys were fifteen and quite good-looking, but they had long golden hair and they were almost girlish. Perhaps they were fags. They were twins, she knew, but she didn't know very much more about the boys. She could only remember their pictures.

Carol had shown them a picture of Rachel, their lovely daughter, and the teenager was spectacularly lovely. She was wearing a swim-suit in the picture that Carol had displayed and the twin bullets on the young girl's chest had been quite remarkable and Linda was sure that no padding was involved.

The girl's hips and thighs were very lovely and quite well developed and she wondered if the girl's development had been hastened by a steady diet of male hormones. She suspected that the girl was a bit too well developed for her years and she had read somewhere that a steady diet of semen could do wonders for a girl's physical development. She snickered aloud as she thought about that. If semen could do wonders for a girl she should be quite startlingly alluring. She swallowed lots of it. Then she thought of her own pulchritude and she was aware that her own person and all of its elements had been blissfully and beneficially improved.