watching january (16 page)

Eleven naked people took turns with the punchbowl as some of the ladies were already fondling and caressing each other.  The punchbowl’s content was almost pure vodka that someone sprinkled with some fruit juice but not much of it.

I gravitated to a corner, sat on a mat and beckoned the other two men over.  Pairings began to happen as we watched.

Clarice was all over Heather and she seemed to be letting it happen as I’d advised.

Carly was working on her groomed target, Sarah.

Carolyn was with the big-titted hostess who was invited to join us and followed us upstairs (I secretly hoped her name didn’t begin with C).  Apparently Carolyn liked her melons huge.

The other wife, Linda ended up between Chloe and Candy and seemed to get right into the spirit of the evening.

Mike and Dave held their stiff dicks as they watched the action.  I said, “Your wives look very hot.  You guys are pretty lucky.”

Mike said, “Sarah’s playing a little hard-to-get with Carly but I know she’s been looking forward to fucking her for a long time.”

“Do you two get any action, or is it just watching?”

Dave whispered as he stroked his erection, “Look at them! Linda’s cumming already!”  Indeed, hers was the first scream.  He then answered my question.  “We mostly watch them with other women but we also swing too so we do get some action.” 

When his wife screamed a second time followed almost immediately by a squeal from Candy, Dave shot his load, and it was a good one.  Tossing him a towel I found on the floor next to me, I said “Nothing wrong with that.”

Nothing wrong at all
, I thought while watching the voyeur’s dream come true unfold before me.  Especially arousing was watching Heather being seduced and taken by amazingly hot Clarice. When Heather climaxed it was Clarice that moaned the loudest.  I hadn’t realized I was stroking myself harder until it was my turn to play fountain and send several ropes of cum into the air and all over me.

Dave chuckled and said, “Now who needs a towel.”

As several more moans and screams echoed around the room two women entered and quickly got the attention of the participants.  I knew one of them.

“This looks like my kind of place!” the stranger said as she began to remove her dress.

Jackie, the other newcomer, saw me and the guys and made a beeline toward us.  “How’s my favorite cuckold?” she said with a hearty laugh.

“Relax, guys, she’s talking to me,” I said, scooting over so she could sit between me and Mike if she chose to do so.

Jackie nonchalantly pulled her slinky knit dress up and over her head and off, revealing black silk bra and panties, the bra soon following her dress to the floor.  Since Dave already came, Jackie’s attention went to Mike’s cock. “Your woman’s out there?” she asked seeing his present area of concentration, one that didn’t include her.  By that time Sarah and Carly had given each other several orgasms, so when Mike answered Jackie with a nod and nothing else, she said, “Do you need help with that?” and with a wink directed at me went down on the surprised man.

Mike didn’t know what hit him.  Jackie’s oral skills were exceptional, as I knew, and so following some intense sucking she took him deep into her throat, and after a few tonsil strokes he groaned and released.  Dave hadn’t yet realized there was a big bulge in the front of Jackie’s panties; therefore upon hearing his friend’s orgasm he grew fully erect, probably thinking he could get the next blowjob from the hot, buxom woman.

Won’t he be surprised
, I thought?  Jackie sat up and asked for the towel, daintily wiping remnants of Mike’s cum from her lips like one would use a napkin in a fine restaurant.

“You’re all class, lovely lady,” I said to her when she handed the towel back to me.

“The only way to be, my favorite man,” she said.  “The only way.”

“What’s your friend’s name again?” I asked as the other newcomer to our party disappeared in a tangle of female flesh.

“That’s Angel, and she really is one,” Jackie answered.  When I motioned to my dick, she nodded.  Angel was a t-girl too.  She turned her attention to Dave and Mike at the same time Dave’s wife Linda screamed again and her voyeur husband reacted by spewing a few ropes of hot semen onto his belly.  “You boys are watchers, I see,” while turning her attention to Mike and asking, “Remind me which one is your honey?”  Mike pointed out Sarah to her.  “She looks hot enough to fuck.  Why let someone else have all the fun?”

A bit discombobulated, Mike said, “Sarah likes it with other women every once in a while.  What’s wrong with watching her do it with them?”

Echoing my earlier questioning, she said “But is that the only fun you have?” as she glanced at his newly risen cock.  I knew what she was hinting at—the blow-job she gave him minutes ago.

Mike must have been thinking about the blow-job too.  “Sometimes we like swap too, you know, like me with Linda and Dave with Sarah.”

“Do the girls go for that?” Jackie asked with a gleam in her eye.  Maybe we could do that now, like my friend Angel with Dave and your wife, while I would love to be part of a threesome with you and hot Linda.  What do you say?”

By this time most of the couplings were breaking off, with several women heading to the punchbowl for refills before reconnecting in new ways along the wall.  They all looked exhausted, and that had me wondering if I’d be worth anything at work later this morning.

Jesus yes, this morning! 

Carolyn was still in Clarice’s face, probably playing surrogate mother and warning her away from Heather.  I took the opportunity to catch Heather’s attention and beckon her over to sit with me.

The only activities taking place on the big mat were Sarah and Carly curled up together in post-orgasmic languor, along with Linda similarly entwined with Candy while Angel lay face down next to them.  Jackie, still wearing panties, succeeded in dragging Mike over to Linda, who became newly animated at the sight of her husband’s friend’s proud erection.  Mike remained oblivious to Jackie’s ‘equipment’ yet Linda immediately saw the possibilities.  She summarily dismissed Candy and welcomed the two arrivals.  Likewise, Carly knew enough to extract herself away from Sarah and get eager Dave to join her.  With Angel too, of course.  Both men were primed for the big surprise.

I gazed at Heather as she watched the happenings.  “You’ve got that special glimmer, so I guess the night’s experiences have been pleasurable,” I said after a suitable interval.

She looked at me like she just realized who was next to her, and then she smiled and laid her head on my shoulder.  “Yeah, I never thought being with another woman, never mind more than one could be so goddamned hot.  Clarice might to too much to take in a relationship but tonight…”

“She does seem … intense.”

“On a scale of one to ten her lesbian intensity is like eleven!”

The action in front of us was part arousing and part comical.  Both men were shocked to find the later arrivals were transgenders but the shock didn’t last long as the wives took the girls’ cocks while the husbands reamed the t-girls’ asses, though not without a bit of clumsy maneuvering to get there.

Heather said, “Are you going to work today, Rog?”

I sighed and said that I had to.  And then my phone buzzed again.  I’d ignored it last time but now I checked the message.  Another photo.  I hadn’t thought to hide it from Heather when I called it up.  The photo was Griffin doing my wife doggie-style, both of them drenched in sweat.  I scrolled to the earlier sent picture before I realized the photo had bothered Heather.  I felt like an idiot for not anticipating its impact.

“I’m sorry,” I said.  “I guess your mom wants to make sure I see the fruits of my desires.”

“Will you take me home with you?” she asked.  “Since it looks like Jan is spending the night with them I need a place to crash.”

“Of course you can, sweetheart.  I’ll make no demands of you.  I’ll even take the couch.”

She laughed and said, “You might be too tired for ‘demands’ of me,” then she looked at my lively cock and added, “On second thought, strike that.”  We both laughed while our attention went to the continuing action.  One of the guys (I couldn’t tell which one’s ass was in the air) was now ‘open’ to the wonders of being a bottom, as Jackie banged away.  Heather commented, “Look at Sarah and the other one.  I don’t think I’ve ever seen women outside of a porn movie with so much cum all over them.”

I had to second that observation.

After dressing, Heather and I bid adieu to the crowd, but not before making a check around the room to be sure everyone had a ride and there were enough designated drivers to take care of the heavy punch drinkers.  Carly was quite vocal in declaring that she’d make sure both of us got back to Vibe soon.  I had no doubt I would.  I wondered if we could get Griffin and Jan here.  That would be interesting.

When in my car Heather asked, “Are you sure it’s okay for me to sleep at your house?”

I answered, “I hope this doesn’t scare you away, but I’d love it if you were sleeping at my house every night.”

She chuckled.  “Tossing Jan out already?”

“Jan who?” I said and then we both laughed all the way home.

No matter how tired we were, we weren’t too tired for some amazing—and quite loud—lovemaking.  I was discovering how much Heather loved riding cowgirl, using her long, sexy legs and lithe athletic body to full advantage.  Afterward, did she whisper that she loved me or was I already asleep and dreaming?

Chapter 23

Jan

I awoke with a start, as one often does when in a strange bed.  Griffin spooned behind me.  He seemed to be asleep but I felt his stiff cock at my buttocks.  I couldn’t help but think of all the times I kidded Roger about his “morning wood” and how randy he was upon waking.  I eyed the bedside clock and lamented that I should be in my own bedroom, getting up and going to work.  Calling in sick sounded like a great idea.  We hadn’t spoken at all last evening about the morning after, and considering we were in midweek it should’ve been a topic, and now I felt extremely guilty.  I wondered what Roger was doing.  Was he in our bed?  Was he alone?  After all, Heather hadn’t come home as far as I knew.  Roger hadn’t responded to the photos we sent him so I had no way of gauging how his night went.

However, I knew how mine went.  As if reading my mind Griffin nuzzled into the nape of my neck through my hair, whispering “Good morning, lovely lady of my dreams.”

“Good morning,” I answered before saying, “Does somebody want something?”

“Always” was his reply as he moved his erection between my ass cheeks, homing in on my well-used but not yet abused pussy.  I wasn’t as wet as usual and he knew it.  He entered me slowly, a little at a time until his closeness and the penetration allowed my internal lubrication to catch up to his libido.  The lovemaking session had none of the primal urgency that seemed to define our couplings.  His thrusts were slow and sinuous and his hands caressed all the right places.  I didn’t have to do much, just nestle my ass against him and enjoy the sensations.

Time had no meaning until he mumbled, “I’m cumming…ohhhhhhhhh…” as I felt his spasms inside me.

My orgasm wasn’t quite sublime yet it was satisfying nonetheless.

The smell of brewed coffee drew us out of bed.  Griffin and I didn’t consider propriety and went downstairs hand-in-hand without a stitch of clothing on.  Nadine was drinking coffee at the kitchen table, and she wasn’t alone.

“C’mon you guys,” muttered Heather as she shook her head.  “Couldn’t you at least have put on robes?”

“Okay, okay,” her father answered, “I’ll go get robes.”

As he hurried back upstairs I assessed priorities and poured myself a cup of coffee, ignoring my nudity for the moment.  I nonchalantly took a seat at the table across from Heather and asked her how her evening went.  I thought it interesting that her eyes continuously drifted to my breasts as she returned to recapping her night, a story already begun for her mother before I arrived downstairs.

To Nadine’s questioning, Heather said, “Yeah, Clarice was pretty demanding, but she did get me off, like more than once.”

“Clarice can be aggressive but she is a fantastic lover if she doesn’t kill you in the process,” Nadine said followed by a laugh.  While robed Griffin handed me one to put on, Nadine commented that she liked me naked and then asked her daughter her general impression of the club, especially upstairs.

I tossed the robe over my chair back and gave Nadine (and perhaps Heather) what they wanted.

Heather answered her mother, “I guess even though you never kept it a secret from me… your bisexuality I mean… I never imagined a bunch of women being that horny.  Like, wall to wall sex!”

“Did you like it?” I had to ask.

“I think I did, though maybe I’ll stick to men.”

Nadine, probably for my benefit asked, “Speaking of men, how was Roger?  Did he have fun, or did that happen afterwards?”

Heather gave what sounded like an honest account of my husband’s evening, including his liaison in the car with Carly.  Then she explained what Nadine’s “afterwards” was all about by unemotionally stating how she spent the rest of the night in my bed.  “I still don’t understand what you guys are doing, but I think Roger is special and I liked sleeping with him.  Unlike everyone here, he actually went to work this morning.”

Nadine glanced at me as if she would comment on Roger and me but instead asked about Carolyn, Heather explaining how Carolyn seemed to be looking out for her.  I picked up on the vibe (no pun intended) that Nadine was conflicted about missing the party and that got confirmed when she made a comment about next time inviting Griffin and me to the club.  “The girls would just love to meet you,” was how she put it to me.

My curiosity on the whole lesbian scene and how Roger interacted with it could overcome any hesitancy on my part.  It was Griffin I worried about, especially having his wife and maybe his daughter there too.  He didn’t jump at the suggestion but he didn’t say no either.