Chapter 6

I had promised Christine that she would like our friends. I forgot that there's always a jerk in every crowd.

We made our way down to the basement entertainment room. There was a pretty good crowd gathered between the TV area and the fancy bar. The loud guy that was pretending to be the bartender jabbed his elbow into his friend's rib and pointed me out with his chin.

"So, John, how's your beautiful wife doing tonight?" he called out loudly. Quite a few people paused to hear my answer.

"She's doing her own thing tonight, but she wanted me to show our friend Christine how nice our swinger friends are."

He zeroed in on Christine's blush.

"Did he forget to tell you he was married?" he demanded of her.

"Not at all," she answered smoothly. "It's just that when I texted her just now to let her know I was having fun, she wanted to know what constitutes fun. She said she and Tina are having fun seeing how many times they can get Freddy hard tonight!"

She gave him a hard smile. "I'm sure John will introduce me to some friends who want to have fun like that, because I'd hate to think his friends are all blow-hards that think they can cause drama."

There were several guffaws and jibes thrown at the bartender. He laughed them off as he gave her a sheepish grin.

"I suppose you're right," he laughed. "Maybe someday I'll learn. I guess next time we meet, I'll try to get on your good side, so you can blow me hard instead of calling me a blowhard."

Christine glanced at me and I barely nodded my head. "I might not stop at blowing you hard," she teased. "Good luck, next time."

He nicely refilled our drinks and then turned to laugh and joke with his friends. We took our drinks and drifted our way around the crowd.

A woman I didn't recognize smiled as she caught Christine's attention.

"Is this really your first time swinging?" she asked.

Christine nodded and shrugged.

"How do you do it?" the woman asked. "I would have fainted doing what you did upstairs, and I can't believe what you just said to that guy!"

Christine shrugged again. I smiled as I saw how suddenly shy she was.

"Upstairs wasn't that big of a deal," she demurred. "John told me... John told me I would have fun doing it, and so I did. And I had to deal with guys like the bartender all the time at my old job. I just had to make up a good offense."

"No big deal?" the other woman exclaimed. "Even if I had brought a change of clothes like you did, I would never be able to change in front of everyone like you did. And the way you danced! You are amazing! Darren was wishing he had admitted to being hard and that you had picked him!"

Christine was blushing at the way the woman was fawning over her. I almost missed the way she licked her lips as she looked at the woman's husband.

"This must be your first time here," I suggested to the other woman. "Christine wouldn't have known to bring comfortable things to show off with if I hadn't asked her to. We're Christine and John, by the way. Christine is a very good friend of my wife, who couldn't be here tonight."

"Karla and Darren," the woman introduced. "Your wife would normally be here with you?"

"You should see the drawer of lingerie she has," Christine answered for me. "She and I have been friends for a long time, and I almost didn't believe they were swingers. It's hard to believe they kept it secret from me for so long, but I finally believed when I saw the clothes she likes to wear."

"This is really pretty on you," Karla said as she reached out and almost touched Christine's outfit. "I kind of wish I had brought something, but I'm not sure I would be brave enough to wear it. Darren would love it if I did."

"Would you like to try this on?" I asked. I reached out and caught Karla's wrist and gently placed her hand on the silky material at Christine's hip. "Christine would love to see you in it," I suggested, and they both blushed a bit.

"I bet you would too," Karla laughed. She looked at Darren for reassurance as she said, "I could never change into it in front of everyone." Her eyes swung back to Christine's chest and then up to her eyes. "I really like how this looks on you. I'm not sure I would be comfortable being so exposed."

Christine followed Karla's line of sight and realized how visible her hard nipples were under the lacy top. I was astounded when she smiled at Karla and took a deep breath to lift her breasts higher. Her smile grew bigger when she saw she had Darren's attention as well.

"I'm finding that Christine loves to show off,” I admitted. “She also gets scared and excited when I challenge her to go farther. Karla, would you like to be challenged?"

"I don't know," Karla stammered. "What did you have in mind?"

"Christine has two more outfits in her bag. One is pretty, but a bit conservative. The other is very racy. Not quite like the woman in black over there, but racy none the less."

The woman I pointed out was nearly nude. I nearly laughed when both women licked their lips as they considered the way the black outfit displayed that woman's body.

"You two should step into the restroom over there, and you should decide if you want to model the conservative outfit or this one. If you pick this one, Christine will put on the red one. Will you do that for us?"

Karla looked at Darren, and he gave a hopeful nod. She turned to Christine.

"I heard you say upstairs that you would do anything he tells you to do. I'll say no if you don't want to."

Christine licked her lips and swallowed, but she never looked at me. Her eyes stayed on Karla's.

"I'm scared to death to be seen wearing the red outfit, but wild horses couldn't stop me." She took a deep breath, lifting her breasts again. "I'd like to see which outfit you would wear."

Karla's eyes dipped to Christine's breasts again. "What do you consider conservative?" she asked.

"Come on, I'll show you," Christine offered.

Karla glanced at Darren, who gave her a quick nod.

"It better be real conservative," she said in a worried but excited tone.

"Karla, we're all here to have fun," I reminded her. "Go have a look, and if you change your mind, that's okay. The only thing you are committing to is looking at the outfits. You don't have to try one on, or even model it for us, if you're not comfortable doing so. If you choose to, you'll probably have to endure some lustful and appreciative looks, but there are no other strings attached."

Karla smiled as she slipped her arm into Christine's. As she turned towards the restroom, she said, "You sound like Darren." She changed her voice to mimic a man. "We'll just meet people. It will be fun."

"Are you having fun?" I called after them as they stepped into the restroom.

She turned and smiled at me through the closing door. "Yes!" she said as she disappeared from sight.

Darren looked nervous as we both laughed at her response. His shoulders dropped a bit as he turned to me.

"Can I ask you a question?" he asked.

"Of course," I answered. "I'll even try to give a good answer."

He glanced at me, but he wouldn't look at me as he asked, "Are you two trying to seduce my wife?" Before I could answer he raced on, saying, "Because that's not exactly what we want. She won't do anything without me in the room and she doesn't want to be alone with a strange man."

"It sounds to me like you two discussed what you were looking for before you got here, which is a good thing," I answered. "To answer your question, we are not trying to seduce your wife away from you. This really is Christine's first time swinging, and she isn't sure what she wants. She says she will do anything I tell her to do, but she knows I want her to have fun.

"I have been planting fantasies in her head, and I'm certain she wants to be shared with another man, and she wants to see what it's like with another woman. I'm surprised at how she is flirting with your wife, but I've also seen the lustful looks she has given you. I guess I should be asking you if those are the kinds of things you and your wife are looking for."

He was able to look me in the eye as he answered.

"We really didn't have an actual plan," he said. "We saw an article that advised talking through some things before swinging and it made sense. We agreed that we wouldn't play separately, if we even played at all. We talked about fantasies where she and I shared another woman, and I think she wants to do that. We talked about having a man join us. She likes that idea, but I'm not so sure. I couldn't... It would be all about her."

"I think we're on the same page here," I suggested. "Let me ask you this. Let's say we're sharing a woman between us. She keeps kissing her way from my lips to my cock while you fuck her. Then, she wants to switch, so she turns to kiss you while I fuck her. Do you kiss her, or do you refuse because if you kiss her, its the same as kissing my cock that she was just sucking?"

He looked shocked. "When you ask it like that..." he stammered.

"You said you couldn't, but it has to be all about her. I assume you are straight, just like me. But there is rigid straight, and flexible straight. If you are so rigidly straight that my scenario bothers you, we might have to be careful, assuming that either woman asks us to share. I am flexible enough that sharing like that wouldn't bother me, especially if it makes her happy."

He shook his head with a self-deprecating smile. "My wife would like that. I don't think Christine would ask me to do that. She's more interested in my wife."

"You've been too busy gawking at her nipples to notice the looks she's been giving you," I laughed. "Would you accept some advice?"

"I'll listen," he laughed back.

"No matter what they are wearing when they come out, make sure your wife sees that you love what she's wearing. Make sure she is happy with the attention you give her. Then, and only then, let Christine know you find her attractive. I'm willing to bet that she returns your attention, and I won't even have to tell her to do it."

"You're probably right about looking at my wife first," he laughed. "I'm not so sure Christine will notice me." He glanced at the closed door. "Speaking of which, what the heck is taking them so long?"

"My advice is based on years of doing the wrong thing and the abuse that follows. Even I know better than to go knock on the door and tell them to hurry!" We both laughed, and then straightened expectantly as the door started to open.

Karla was first to come out. Darren was smart enough to follow my advice, and his eyes tracked her every step as she moved to stand between us. It took me a moment to realize that something looked wrong.

She was wearing the black lace outfit with the front buttoned all the way up. It hung nicely on her breasts and clung to her waist and hips, showing off all of her curves. But the lace was supposed to be sheer enough to allow a hint of her bra and panties to show through. I smiled as I realized I was seeing traces of sheer blue beneath the black.

Darren was completely unaware of the surprise she had in store for him. His eyes were shining with lust as he let her know that he loved her. She drank in his look, and she gave him a gentle kiss. When their eyes met again, she smiled and turned his attention to the restroom door.

I have no idea how either of us kept our jaws from hitting the floor. I had liked how the red outfit had looked on the mannequin at the store, but I hadn't seen it on Christine.

The top was strapless, and it clung to her breasts by magic alone. A shiny red band of material circled her, just below her breasts. Swirls of red lace covered her breasts, but her nipples slid in and out of view as they pressed into the lace as she walked. An hourglass of red silk swooped in under her breasts and flared out to her hips, leaving a lot of exposed skin on her sides and her stomach.

A band of red material circled her waist. Several see-through scarves hung down around her like flower petals. They swayed from side to side as she walked, flashing a lot of skin on her legs and hips. She did a little spin as she got to us, giving us glimpses of everything - front and rear.

We weren't the only ones to notice her entrance. Several men and women around us had appreciative things to say about her outfit. She smiled and thanked them, but her eyes were only on me and Karla and Darren. She winked at me, gave a sketch of a curtsy to Karla, and then pressed herself up against Darren.

"Karla told me how you wished I had noticed this upstairs," she said as she stroked the bulge in the front of his jeans. "May I show you the good things you can do for me?"

He was barely able to tear his eyes from her to glance at Karla. Her eyes were shining brightly as she nodded.

"Does it have to be here, in front of everyone?" he squeaked.

"There's an empty bedroom down the hall there," I suggested. Although Darren was ready to sweep Christine off her feet and run down there, I stopped him in his tracks.

"There is one thing we need to do first, though," I said. They all turned to look at me.

I took a half step forward and pressed my hardness against Karla's backside. She gasped and pressed her butt into me.

"Christine may wish to open her surprise in private, but I think Karla should reveal her surprise right here."

Christine gave us a knowing smile while Darren looked puzzled and asked, "Babe?"

I trusted that her reaction, pressing back against me, was a good sign. I leaned up close to her ear. Even though I spoke softly, I knew Christine and Darren would hear.

"I made Christine try this outfit on in the store. She liked how it covers everything. I don't think she realized how much it revealed at the same time. Since I can't see your bra and panties, you must have something else to show us. May we?"

She made eye contact with Christine, who was still pressed up next to Darren. I think we were all holding our breaths. Christine answered for her by turning Darren to Karla and lifting his hands to the buttons at her ribs.

Karla managed to press her breasts forward into his hands while pressing her ass harder against me. I rocked my hips against her and slid my hands up just under Darren's. As he worked his way up releasing buttons, I worked my way down. His jaw dropped when the cloth parted to reveal the sheer blue outfit underneath.

Her nipples were several shades darker than Christine's. The contrast with the sheer blue lace was mouth-watering. He had to step back and gawk as I slid the black outfit off her shoulders. She was a couple inches taller than Christine, so the bottom of the outfit sat high on her hips. Her white thong did not exactly match the outfit, and it barely covered her trimmed vee of pubic hair.

She couldn't tear her eyes from his lust as she reached back for me. With her other hand, she reached for Christine. As she caught our hands, she pulled us in close as she stepped even closer to Darren.

"I'm feeling very naked," she was barely able to say. "Can we go somewhere, now?"

"How about that room down the hall?" I teased gently.

"Anything you say," she whispered.

Christine caught Darren's hands and pulled his arms around her body as she led the way. Karla caught my hands and held me close as we followed. She kept my hands on her stomach. She slowed up and stopped me just outside the door.

"John, what she did upstairs, I don't know if I can swallow that deep," she worried softly.

I gently kissed her neck.

"I'm going to ask you if you will trust me, and then I want you to answer 'no'," I said softly into her ear. "Will you trust me anyway?"

She squeezed my hands against her stomach and barely shook her head. "Things are going way faster than we thought they would, but I'm too excited to stop."

"We don't have to stop," I suggested. "Would you like for us to slow down?"

An urgent groan sounded from the room, and she pulled me a half step forward to look inside.

Darren was lying on his back on the bed with his pants bunched up around his ankles. Christine was kneeling cross-ways above him. Her top was pushed down, and he was grasping a breast with one hand. His other hand had a tight grip in her hair, holding her back from his cock.

"I need a minute," he groaned as his cock throbbed. Karla's grip on my hands tightened more.

"Don't you trust me to get you hard again?" Christine begged as she struggled to catch him again. She was likely to make herself cum just from how tightly he held her hair.

"Yes, you trust her," Karla exclaimed, her voice dripping with desire.

His eyes shot to Karla in surprise, but his arm relaxed and Christine plunged onto his cock. She moaned in need and took him deep. His eyes raced back to watch her, only to squeeze shut as he started to shake in release. Christine's cry of need was cut off as she took him deeper, and then her body was shaking as well.

Karla held tight to my hands as we watched them. I pushed her gently forward and closed the door behind us for privacy. She swayed against me and rocked her hips as we watched them both collapse as their lust was spent. She suddenly realized what she was doing, and she released her grip. She turned in my arms with a hopeful look.

"I don't think we're going to slow down," she joked. "I'd probably do anything you told me to do, so do I still have to trust you?"

"Promise me that you'll remember that anything I tell you to do is only a suggestion. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do." She nodded and I accepted her answer. "Darren and I were talking while you two were changing, and he says you aren't ready to go off alone without him. Is there anything else you won't do?"

I could tell by the way she squirmed in my arms that there was. She wasn't ready to tell me. "Like what?" she asked.

"Some couples don't allow kissing," I suggested. "I'd really like to kiss you right now."

"Yeah?" she gasped as she closed her eyes and leaned forward to offer her lips to me.

From the moment our lips met, I knew I was in trouble. There was heat and desire on her lips and I couldn't stop from tasting them. My questing tongue met hers, and the kiss turned very passionate very quickly. My hands slid to her ass and her neck to hold her close. Her hands slid to my chest and to my cock.

We continued to kiss, letting the passion grow. Her hand on my chest slid away, and she squirmed in my arms. I almost let her go to see what was wrong, but then she pressed a bare breast against my chest. I moaned into the kiss, and my hand at her neck slid around to enjoy her breast. Her nipple was hard as hell when my thumb slid over it, and she moaned into the kiss.

Her hand on my cock had been stroking up and down as we both pressed my cock against her body. Her hand slid back to caress my ass, but we continued to press together. She pushed the waistband of my boxers down over my ass so that as her hand slid back to my cock, it had unimpeded access. Her fingers folded around my shaft, and she pushed back from the kiss.

Her eyes were burning with fear and desire. There was a question burning in them, and she demanded an answer. I couldn't even begin to guess either question or answer.

"Yes," I smiled. "Anything you want."

She whimpered and pulled me into another passionate kiss.

Her body shifted against mine, and her leg lifted onto my hip. Of its own accord, my hand on her ass slid to grasp her thigh. Her weight shifted and her hips pressed forward. Sudden burning warmth pressed in around the head of my cock, and I pulled back to gasp. She growled as she threw her hips forward, and as she took me deep inside, she pulled me back into the kiss.

Our bodies collided and I pulled back to thrust again. My second hand raced from her breast down to her ass, and I lifted her, even as she hopped and threw her other leg over my hip. We started thrusting together in frenzied need. She pushed back from the kiss.

Her eyes were wide with surprise and need. She didn't have to say a thing as her eyes demanded more. I knew my body could comply, but I wasn't sure my legs would hold out.

She shrieked in fear as I let her body dip backwards. Our thrusting stopped only until her ass landed on the bed, and then we were at it again. I was able to lengthen my strokes, and in moments, she was cumming. She trembled and cried and then pulled me down for more kissing, and I gave her all that I could without losing control.

Things were quiet for a moment as I held her. Karla gave a gasp, and she blushed when we realized that Christine and Darren were fondling and caressing each other, but watching us.

"Shouldn't you two be fucking?" Karla teased in an attempt to distract them.

"We're about to," Christine laughed. Her eyes swept up and down Karla's body. "That was incredible to watch," she gushed.

Karla blushed darker.

"It was, Babe," Darren added. He kissed Christine's neck and told her, "I've never seen her cum that hard before." Christine shot him a surprised look, and he quickly added, "Oh, I've made her cum like that, but I've never been able to just watch. Like you said, it was incredible."

"And now you're going to make me cum that hard, right?" Christine demanded with a smile.

"I'm working on it," he laughed as he thrust his half-hard cock against Christine's hand.

Christine's eyes flirted with both Karla and me.

"Can I borrow her?" she asked me. "Will you come help get him hard?" she asked Karla.

"Yes," we both answered at the same time, which made us laugh.

"Tell us what you want," I added, "because I still want half of her!"

For half a moment, Christine looked lost. I quickly recovered to help her.

"I imagine if the two of you start kissing and licking, he'll get hard pretty fast," I told her. "Christine, if you kneel between his legs while Karla kneels here on the side of the bed, you should both be able to give him a good show."

Both women moved as I had directed, and Darren took a deep breath of pleasure when they both moved to kiss opposite ends of his growing cock.

"Christine," I said with a suggestive look, "try not to get too distracted when you both kiss the same spot."

Both women gasped as they realized what I was suggesting. Their eyes locked on each other as they each started kissing toward the middle of Darren's shaft. They both teased around on the shaft, letting their lips and tongues meet, and then they gave up the pretense and let is shaft fall as they kissed each other.

"Fuck, babe, that's so hot!" Darren managed to say. I was thinking the same thing.

Karla shot him a look of pure pleasure. "Do you want to see more?" she teased.

"Fuck yes!" he answered excitedly.

They shared a smile, and then Karla turned to Christine.

"I think he's ready," she purred as she lifted Darren's hard cock to point straight up.

"It's about fucking time," Christine laughed as she jumped to straddle his body. She gave me a quick look to seek approval, and I was quick to give her a nod. She groaned in pleasure as she settled down onto his cock, and then she moaned again as Karla pressed forward to kiss her again.

"You're missing something if you two are going to share your first experience of kissing a woman while you ride a cock," I teased as I slid my hard cock between Karla's butt cheeks.

She gasped and turned so fast that she nearly knocked me aside. "Just the pussy!" she gasped with a worried look.

"That's where I was headed," I offered in a reassuring tone. I also added, "Thank you for saying something before either of us caused trouble. I would have asked first before exploring elsewhere, but you were right to say something. You are never in the wrong to tell a first-time partner the things that you don't want to do. And if that partner doesn't like it, find a new partner."

She gave me a tentative smile, and then she turned to Christine. "Can I trust him?" she asked.

Christine nodded, but at the same time, she gave Karla a knowing smirk and said, "I'm not sure that I do."

"What?" Karla laughed as she reached between her legs in search of my shaft.

"She would trust you, Christine," I said with a smile. My eyes told Christine to obey as I said, "Why don't you help make sure I don't go astray. Find the right hole and then put me in it."

Christine gasped, and her eyes begged Karla for permission, even as her hand reached to pass between Karla's legs.

Darren seemed to have missed the overtones of the conversation. He had been waiting for Christine to start moving on top of him and he had enjoyed watching them kiss. To get things moving, he offered, "Babe, if you want to break that rule, it would be alright."

Karla's hand caught Christine's hand, and she pressed Christine's fingertips along with my cock against her heated lower lips. "Not now," she gasped to Darren as her body lurched.

Christine started stroking Karla's folds, and with a moan, she lunged to give her a kiss. Karla eagerly met her kiss, and she threw her hips back to demand my entrance. Christine gasped as her fingers plunged past my cock and into Karla's wetness. She pulled her fingers aside as I pushed past them to fill Karla. Christine kept her fingers pressed against the side of my shaft as I started to thrust in and out.

"Don't stop," Karla gasped. I think she was talking to both of us. She turned to Darren and gasped, "Fuck her!"

Even as Darren started to thrust up into Christine, Karla pushed her hand down between them. She gasped aloud as her fingers found Christine's wetness. The two women shared a quick kiss, but they had to stop as they both struggled to breathe.

"I've never touched another woman like this," Karla panted.

"Me either," Christine answered. "You're getting so wet!"

"Make me cum!" Karla begged.

Christine yelped, and then her fingers slid from my cock to Karla's clit. "You're making me cum!" she cried out.

"Fuck! Me too!" Karla cried, and then she exploded in a gush of heat.

The two women clung to each other as they came, and as soon as they started to breathe again, they started to passionately kiss. Both of us men slowed our thrusts in time with the women's slowing, and then we stopped to let the women enjoy their pleasure.

As the women started to relax, Christine took a deep breath. "We're not done, are we?" she asked Karla.

"I don't think so," Karla answered. "Why?"

Christine blushed a bit. "I've never done anything as naughty as this ever, and I can't believe how relaxed and happy I am. I could almost be done, but there was something I wanted..." Once again, she turned shy before she could say what she wanted.

Karla lifted Christine's chin and gave her another quick kiss. "I had no idea what to expect, tonight," she said. "I've never had this much fun, ever, and yet if you want more, there's nothing I wouldn't do with you right now."

"Except anal," Christine tease with a knowing smile.

Karla blushed and bit her lips. "What is it you want?" she asked.

Christine looked puzzled by Karla's blush, but she smiled as she said, "If it's not breaking any rules, I want to taste John's cock when it's soaked in your mixed juices."

"He's already soaked in mine," Karla laughed. "Do I get to taste Darren's cock with your mixed juices?"

"We can share and compare," Christine said excitedly.

Karla gave me an excited look. "Come on studs," she demanded. She turned to Darren. "You heard what we want! Make us happy!"

I grabbed her hips and started to thrust into her, moving slow, and then picking up speed. Christine started swiveling her hips and Darren started moving to thrust up into her. Both women moaned in pleasure, and then they laughed with each other as they shared a lustful kiss.

As the kiss ended, Karla swung down to give Darren a kiss, and Christine leaned over to kiss me. Even though she was smiling, I couldn't help but ask, "Are you enjoying yourself?"

She closed her eyes and let herself enjoy Darren's thrusts. When she opened her eyes, she smiled as she caressed Karla's shoulder, ending with her hand cupping Karla's breast.

"This is crazy," she purred. "I'm listening to Karla's breath catch every time you slam into her and I want to be jealous. Even though that's not my cock, I feel like that's my cock and I know how good it feels and I'm almost jealous that she gets to feel that."

She turned to smile at Darren, who seemed very interested in her words. "Then I realize that I can't be jealous," she continued. "This is her cock you're giving to me and I can't even describe how it's different than John's, but it feels so good and I can't believe I am lucky enough that she lets us share."

Darren smiled at her, and she leaned down to kiss him. She started cooing with every thrust, and she cried out, "Fuck! This feels so fucking good and I can't wait to feel you filling me and Fuck! you're making me cum again!"

Karla leaned in close to Darren's ear and started whispering, "Fuck, baby, I love when you make me feel like that! Listen to how fucking hot you're making her! Let me hear you fill her, baby! I want to hear you cum! Fuck, baby, cum for us, and make me cum with you!"

Darren started growling in need, and he started slamming hard up into Christine's cumming body. With a cry of triumph, his release exploded, and he started filling her with every thrust. Somehow, the three of them managed to kiss each other over and over, and Karla started to cum hard on my cock. I had been struggling hard to hold back for her, and I let her orgasm trigger mine.

I could have stood there and pumped into her all night. I would have enjoyed having one of the women to kiss, but watching them thoroughly enjoy kissing each other and Darren was nearly enough. Christine had bigger plans.

None of us were done cumming when she pushed back to sit up on Darren. Her eyes eagerly sought mine.

"Did you fill her? Are you still cumming?" she demanded. In a daze, I started to nod. "I want you while you're still hard," she cried.

She gave Karla a gentle but demanding push, and Karla turned away from me to collapse to her knees on the floor. Christine gave a gasp of pleasure as she dove down to catch my dripping cock with her tongue. She quickly swallowed the whole thing. Her eyes rolled shut in pure bliss as she swirled her tongue around.

"Oh my god, you two!" she cried in delight as she pulled back for a moment.

Karla was on her in an instant, and they passionately kissed. As one, they decided that needed more flavors, and they both turned to lick and suck at the juices that soaked my crotch. As Karla dipped to lick lower, Christine milked my cock to draw out more cum. Karla laughed at her, but then eagerly kissed her to try to steal those flavors away.

"My turn," Karla moaned as the kiss ended, and she gently but firmly pushed Christine to tumble onto the bed. Christine cried out in need as Darren's cock pulled out of her, but she quickly turned on the bed to help Karla taste him. His whole body shook as they licked him and kissed each other at the same time.

"Holy fuck," I gasped as I struggled to catch my breath.

"No doubt," Darren gasped in reply. His eyes started to turn from the women to share a smile of camaraderie with me, but they got distracted by something behind me. He gasped.

I quickly turned to see Marie step through the partially opened door. Her husband stood in the doorway behind her blocking the view from farther away, but another couple directly behind him could see in.

"Oh, my apologies," Marie gasped in her surprise at being caught sneaking in. She smiled at me and said, "I know the door was closed for privacy, but John asked me to double-check, and I thought maybe it was a bit ajar. I just wanted to check up on Christine like we promised we would."

I shook my head to reprimand how she had bent the house rules, but gave her a smile in return. "Marie, the door is always ajar for you and John, but our friends might be happier if you closed it behind you."

I turned back to the others to try to smooth things over. I was surprised to see Karla practically hiding behind Christine.

"Karla and Darren, this is Marie and John," I offered. "They promised earlier to make sure I didn't push Christine too far." I turned back to Marie. "I'm not sure who their friends are, but I'm sure we'll all be delighted to meet them later, when we're finished."

Marie had the grace to blush as she looked out at the other couple. "Tammy and Mike are another relatively new couple that we're showing around," she explained. "We'll go now, and I'll introduce them later." She turned and smiled at Christine. "Is everything good and you are happy?" she prompted.

Christine smiled in return, but she gave me a quick, naughty glance before she answered. "Everything is perfect for the most part," she gushed. She waited half a moment, and when she saw that Marie was going to ask, she answered, "John promised to make me cum with a cock in both ends, and he hasn't come through yet."

Marie gaped in surprise, and we all laughed, just as Christine had expected. Marie gave her husband a quick look before turning back to Christine.

"Are you sure?" she asked as she took three slow steps over to the edge of the bed. "He seems to have cum plenty," she teased as she slid a single finger up Christine's leg and into the puddled mess that was leaking out of her. Christine trembled in lust as Marie brought the finger up to her own lips and tasted the flavors she had gathered.

Marie suddenly gasped and blushed. "That's not John," she declared in a surprised tone. She saw the shocked looks on Darren and Karla's faces, and she added, "I'm sorry. I really did overstep my welcome, and I better go before I really get in trouble."

As she turned to go, Karla surprised us all when she called out, "Wait!"

Marie turned back, and Karla caught her eyes with her own. Karla kept her eyes lock on Marie's as she barely slid from behind Christine to expose herself. Her legs barely parted with an invitation.

"You would recognize John's flavors if you found them?" she asked. She blushed as her knees moved a fraction wider.

Without breaking eye contact, Marie moved closer to Christine and Karla, and she used her own body to block her actions from being seen by anyone at the door. Even as her finger reached out and contacted Karla's leg, she said, "Karla, it is very much a pleasure to meet you. I would be breaking dozens of rules if I did anything without inviting my John in to join us."

Karla trembled in pleasure as Marie scooped up a fingerful of flavor. Her eyes barely dipped from Marie's so she could watch the finger enter Marie's mouth.

"I couldn't pick John out of a lineup of similar flavors," Marie continued as she enjoyed the new flavors she had found. "The taste I improperly stole from Christine had her sweetness that I recognized, and a musky bite that couldn't have been John. I bet if I had improperly touched you, I would have found his familiar tart apple sweetness, and perhaps a sweet melon tanginess that I would have been very tempted to stay and enjoy." With a final smile, she said, "You four enjoy your evening!"

We all watched as she sauntered to the door. John backed out, Marie followed him, and they closed the door.

As I turned my attention back to the women, Christine reached out and caressed Karla's cheek. "I don't think I could ever have come up with those words, but she described it perfectly," she said softly.

"Yes, I think I agree," Karla answered. Her eyes bounced down to Christine's crotch. "I should taste more to be sure," she teased.

Christine smiled and said, "Mmm. Me too."

They each reached to caress the other's wetness, and after tasting their own fingers, they offered them to the other. They smiled, kissed, and then dipped their fingers in again.

"Dude, I think we just became obsolete," Darren joked. We all laughed.

"Not really," Karla decided. With a flirtatious look for each of us, she added, "We're going to need a refill pretty soon."

We all chuckled, and then we all took a deep breath to relax as the women shared another round of flavors with each other.

Christine gave Karla a thoughtful look, and then asked, "Karla, can I ask you something?"

Karla gave Christine a relaxed smile. "If you're going to ask if we can meet to do all of this again, the answer is yes," she declared.

Christine looked surprised, but she shook her head. "I was going to ask you about a look you gave me," she said softly.

Karla reached over and caressed Christine's cheek, and then she leaned in and gave her a short kiss. "If you saw the look I gave you when you said you were jealous, I'm sorry. I thought you were crazy, and I might have looked mad." She turned to kiss Darren as she said, "By the time you finished, I was head over heels in lust with all three of you, especially my husband!"

Christine laughed and the women shared another kiss. As the kiss ended, Christine shook her head.

"It was the look you gave me when I mentioned your rule about anal sex," she said. "It looked like you would have said yes if I had asked, and it looked like you would have enjoyed it."

Karla blushed, and she glanced at Darren.

"When we talked about what rules we would want, we agreed that we wouldn't have anal sex at a party," she answered. Her blush darkened. "I don't usually want anal sex, but sometimes I just need it. Darren prefers vaginal sex, but he'll do anything to make me happy." Her face turned another shade darker. "Sometimes I have to beg to get him to realize that I need it," she admitted.

Christine looked shocked. Without thinking, she gasped, "But doesn't that make you feel like a slut?" The moment the words were out of her mouth, she realized what she had said, and she hurriedly said, "Oh my god, don't answer that. I didn't mean it to sound like that and I'm sorry I asked!"

Karla practically ignored Christine's apology as she turned and smiled at Darren. "I love my husband, and I would do anything to make him happy," she gushed. "I have no problems being a slut for him." She turned and smiled at Christine. "He loves me too," she laughed. "I know he will be my slut whenever I ask."

Darren blushed even darker than his wife. "Sometimes the things she asks for..." he lamented without finishing his thought. He glanced at me. "You know what I mean, don't you?" he asked. He saw that I was the only one that wasn't blushing, and he blurted out, "I supposed there's nothing at all that you wouldn't do for your..." His eyes flared as he bit off his words. They flickered between Christine and me as he struggled with his thoughts.

"We're still working that out," I suggested to get him off the hook. "There's almost nothing that I wouldn't do for my wife, although there are a lot of things she wouldn't ask for. There's a whole list of things my wife wouldn't do for me, but she did suggest sharing pleasure with her friend Christine."

"And there's nothing you won't do for her?" Karla teased.

"All she had to do is beg- I mean ask!" I laughed. Christine laughed with me, but her eyes begged me not to say more.

The whole time that we had been talking, the women had been lounging next to each other. They were paying attention to the conversation, but they were also gently kissing and caressing all over each other's bodies. They were also gently playing in the wetness between each other's legs and sharing the flavors they found with each other.

I used my eyes to point to their sharing as I turned to Darren.

"Earlier, you and I talked about being rigidly straight or flexibly straight," I reminded him. "I do have my limits. If Christine asked me to give Karla oral pleasures right now, I would be good with that, because the only flavors in her are her own and mine. I would balk at licking Christine right now, because a guy that wasn't me came inside her. On the other hand, they've been sharing with each other, but I would have no problems kissing either of them."

"That's almost disgusting," he answered. He smiled at Karla. "Sometimes, if I lose control and cum too soon, she begs me to use my tongue to help her finish. I don't like it, but I can't say no."

"He says he doesn't like it," Karla teased, "but he's hard again by the time I cum, and we both enjoy that!"

"It's not the flavors that make me hard," he protested. "The way she begs, and the noises she makes will get me every time!"

Christine turned and gave Karla a loving kiss on the lips. She only blushed a bit as she asked, "Will you be mad if I take John home now? There is something I want to beg for, and I don't want to do it here."

Karla and Darren both saw my surprised smile. Karla answered, "There are some things that I think I want to beg for as well. Promise you'll give us your information so we can stay in touch. Promise we'll get together again soon!"

"We are definitely going to stay in touch," I promised as I caressed from Karla's shoulder down to her breast. "Christine and I need to discuss some things with my wife, but I'm sure we'll be able to get together again after that."